As the curtain of the Light Barrier fell, the armies of both sides began to confront each other at the 33-foot-long gap in the middle of the western city wall. Levis integrated all the offensive forces and frantically attacked the Ulthuan Guards' defense line, which was on the verge of collapse. A sharp dividing line divided the gap in the city wall into two. The corpses of soldiers from both sides were piled higher and higher, gradually forming a low wall of flesh and blood.
"All members of the Holy War Command and the Bishops of the Cardinal Council will follow me to the west wall." Menoglio, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly shouted sharply,
"yes!"
"The Council of Cardinals disagrees. We cannot approve His Majesty the Pope's act of putting himself in danger," a white-haired old bishop with a hunched back and energetic face said solemnly to Menoglio's side, attracting unanimous agreement from all the bishops. Fang Wensi agreed, while Fang Wensi curled his lips at the side, "You are just afraid of death, so you pretend to be high-sounding and act like a human being."
Menoglio suddenly turned around and kept approaching the old bishop, "Bishop Matthew, the war is not over yet, and the Council of Cardinals has no right to question the authority of the Pope."
Matthew's momentum suddenly weakened, and he looked around at the other bishops in an attempt to seek help. Soon he spotted Fang Wensi in the crowd, quickly took his hand, and whispered in his ear: "Your Excellency Evans, I I heard that there have been some unfavorable rumors about you recently. If you can dissuade His Majesty the Pope, the Council of Cardinals can help you."
Wtm, this old man not only took advantage of me in public but also threatened my labor and management. Fang Wensi secretly complained, and then opened his mouth. He was about to tell the Pope that he was actually quite afraid of death, but when he saw Menoglio's stern look, he gave in. Swallowed it back,
"Ivens, let's go." Menoglio led a group of people from the Jihad Command Department and walked away. Evans could only helplessly spread his hands towards Matthew, as if to say that you don't look at others like that. I, then followed the helpless cardinals silently behind the pope.
"Hamid Darkblade, a group of Suara's Crows, are you working for Northrenland this time, or are you working for Nagar?"
Carlos pressed the sword on the neck of the man in black. Seeing that the seriously injured man was still silent, he smiled instead of angry, "Oh, I understand, you are working for the Taik Order."
The man in black's pupils shrank suddenly, and immediately, a sword shadow flashed across his gaze, and endless darkness spread into the man in black's consciousness.
"Go, this elf is really wasting its resources. All the floors are paved with floor tiles." Just as Fang Wensi, who was almost approaching the west city wall, was lamenting the decay of capitalism in the other world, a familiar figure in the crowd emerged from behind him. The light flashed past, and his heart suddenly tightened, and he quickly chased after him.
The dense crowd is like a subway station during rush hour, with people surging and rubbing shoulders. Fang Wensi struggled to push away the team crossing in front of him, and grabbed the figure in front who was running towards the gap in the city wall, "Enoli, you can't go?"
"Holy Son...House...?" The elf girl turned around in shock, her tone gradually weakening and looking pitiful, and then she wanted to break free from Fang Wensi's hand and continue to move forward.
Fang Wensi grabbed the female elf's slender arm tightly and shouted to the elf girl: "There is a battlefield ahead, do you want to die?"
"Your Highness the Holy Son, please let me go. As a trainee nun in Ulthuan, I must go to the front line to treat the wounded." Enoli seemed very anxious and kept slapping Fang Wensi's hand.
Fang Wensi was very angry, pinched Enoli's arm hard, and shouted angrily: "Just for that illusory belief? Enoli!"
"You don't understand, Your Highness, you don't understand." Seeing tears welling up in Enoli's amber eyes, Fang Wensi felt soft in her heart and let go of the elf girl's arm. Enoli lost her balance and fell to the ground, then He stood up strong and rushed resolutely to the gap in the front line. He shouted with a cry in his voice: "Your Highness, the God of Light, isn't the God of Light also your belief?"
Looking at the elf girl who was going away, Fang Wensi stood there blankly for a while, muttering in his mouth: "Silly girl, the God of Light is not my belief."
He shook his head mockingly and climbed onto the city wall in despair.
"Your Majesty the Pope, if the gap cannot be held, please order evacuation to the inner city." Konings looked anxiously at the situation under the city wall. Menoglio's hands were just clasping the city wall tightly, and he looked in the direction of Levi's army with a cold expression.
"Marshal Levi, that's Menolio standing on the wall, right?"
"Aha...ha...ha, Menorio finally couldn't sit still. Your Excellency, Grand Master, let's start annihilating the forbidden curse now." Levis and Nagar looked at each other and smiled, then raised the spear in their hands,
"Chinese Army Attacks",
Levi felt that his great achievements were made at this moment. He mounted his horse with high spirits and looked around the entire battlefield. His trump card at the beginning of the war was not the Northernland army, but the thousands of people he brought. The mage group. The Forbidden Curse of Annihilation, the Elf King Kerhien used its infinite power to destroy the Tower of Eternity, and his plan was to gather all the main forces of Ulthuan on the west side where there was no barrier protection. When he thought about this, he couldn't help but Laugh out loud.
"Your Majesty the Pope, Levi's army has moved!"
Cornings, who was reporting the military situation, looked ashen, but the Pope loosened his nervous hand, turned his head to look at Fang Wensi, and asked calmly: "Ivens, what did you see?"
Fang Wensi looked around at this battlefield of tens of thousands of people, which was even bigger than the one he attended LoveLive's concert in the capital of an island country. He came back from the shock after hearing Menoglio's inquiry, and then looked at Ruxue The setting sun reflected on the earth, and the distant scenery was like a frozen ink painting. I couldn't help but blurt out a sigh: "Um...the sunset...set in the west...?"
Menoglio was stunned for a moment, then smiled warmly: "It's the hope of living..."
A dragon roar pierced the entire battlefield. The giant dragon's body covering the sky was like a dark cloud covering a battlefield of tens of thousands of people. Its wings traced a trajectory past the Chinese army array rushing towards the city wall, and swooped down towards the thousands of mages exposed among the general's guards.
Levi's originally hopeful victory was caught off guard by the unexpected turn of events. He watched thousands of mages who were interrupted by the dragon's roar fall down one after another after suffering the backlash. The swooping dragon wreaked havoc on his general's guards. Killing, all ambitions are burned with it,
I saw Levis holding the spear in his hand high, running towards the distant city wall. The purple light suddenly condensed on the tip of the spear, shining with dazzling light. As his figure drew a long trail, it seemed like the whole world They are all going against it,
"His Majesty the Pope, the lightning fighting spirit is Levi's." Looking at the approaching knight holding a purple spear, Konings said nervously,
Menoglio was as calm as ever, raising his hands to signal others not to attack, then standing confidently with his hands behind his back, looking down at the people galloping towards the city.
Levi reined in his horse and hovered under the city wall. The iron hooves of the black horse leaped high, causing a splash of water when it landed. He held up the spear shining with purple light in his hand and glared at the people on the city wall, "Menoglio!"
"Levis, you have lost...", the Pope sighed,
"Yes, Menoglio, I was still defeated at your hands. Let me ask you, what will you do with these soldiers?"
"They will always be the people of the God of Light"
"What will be the fate of the Kingdom of Northernland?"
"Same as the Palatinate",
Levi's tone suddenly sounded tender: "What about Elizabeth?"
Menoglio's face darkened and he responded slowly: "She will live."
After hearing Menoglio's answer, Levis thought for a moment and suddenly laughed: "Your Majesty the Pope, I lost this war."
"But I, Levi, have no regrets...haha...ha...I have no regrets!"
His voice echoed throughout the battlefield, and as the elemental storm in the sky gradually condensed, a ray of purple light cut through the holy Al, becoming Levi's last swan song, leaving only a burnt broken gun, which detonated the fighting spirit and caused the Austrian attack. The phenomenon of out-of-control magical elements,
Everyone stopped in unison and looked at Levis, while the soldiers of the Kingdom of Northernland knelt down on one knee in the direction of the marshal. A feeling of sadness shook the heavens and the earth.
"In the name of Alexian's ancestors, we bid farewell to the marshal",
"Send farewell to the marshal"...the lingering sound of the lamentation gradually disappeared as the setting sun...