MTL - Why Did You Summon Me?-v2 Chapter 576 Last prayer

"Well? Today's zombies seem to be of a different breed? It seems organized and disciplined? I could have jumped them because of the wave of landmines." The magician looked at the believers who had resumed their team and mumbled. Said.

"They really aren't zombies," Soul Jia persuaded to make things difficult, and found a few red **** from his waist, watching the believers who were approaching toward him, secretly thinking about which small animal should be released today. Breathable? Is it the Eighth King with a heavy cannon? Or a ninja clam with a healing shuriken? Or the Light Shepherd with deep roots in the church?

However, he soon discovered that there were not many enemies who invaded his city wall. They all stood far away, kept himself under the light of the gods, and shot some arrows and slingshots at the city wall. City, more like a demonstration

"Their main attack direction today should be the second-rower's side." The soul armor promptly reminded that both sides witnessed the battle that happened yesterday. It was indeed a bit of a strain when it was unclear why the second-rower would not take the shot. .

"The warrior's north is also under a lot of pressure." The mage muttered, "It's quite easy for us and the engineer". While he said, he reached out and accidentally squeezed a teammate behind him. The believer sheltered from the light of God suddenly burst into a mist of blood, spilling over everyone around him.

"I'm afraid it's useless," said Soul Armor in a low voice. He understood that the magician's real intention to use this cruel means was to create some psychological pressure on the opposite side, so that they wouldn't dare to rush into the attack. Make the tune to support other directions.

But fear is the most useless for believers, and they are now fearless.

This makes the Voidwalker a bit uncomfortable. Obviously in today's situation, they need to divide their troops to support the direction of greater pressure. It seems that both the magician side and the engineer side can transfer some forces to pass, but at this time they have not been greatly damaged. In the two areas of the large-scale attack, there are still a lot of dense crowds in the distance. I believe that once they detect, they will immediately start a real offensive.

After all, there are too few defenders and too many believers. Even if you see through the enemy ’s idea, there is nothing you can do about it. This kind of routine that correctly displays the advantages of numbers is simple and crude, but it is actually difficult to crack.

"Where is the engineer? What can be separated?" The wizard continued.

"He has already transferred Tarandal, and the mechanized legion must remain behind and cannot act lightly; the artillery of the artisan is also continuing to provide long-range support, but the number is too small and the projection density is not satisfactory." Soul armor replied.

"Put all the reinforcements that can be transferred to the north. Although the terrain and the city wall have advantages, there is only one warrior. The main reliance is on the Hokuriku and the elven shooter. It is easy to collapse under such a sea-of-people tactic." The wizard said decisively.

Although the situation on the east side seems to be unfavorable and has withstood the main attack of the enemy, after all, there are missionaries sitting in the town, and there is no need to worry too much about the battle damage, and the barbarians and paladins can't die in this melee and maintain their stalemate. The situation should not be a problem.

The enemy ’s real killings are definitely still in the north. The defenders there are all humans and elves who will die if killed. The key is that there are no nurses behind them, and the battle damage will definitely not be consumed. At that time, the enemy will launch a final total offensive, completely flooding it with tide-like zombies.

"This time, I'm afraid I'm going to use a few cards," the wizard said with regret. "That was for angels."

Even in a crisis such as siege of 100,000 people, the Voidwalker still has some strength in his hands. After all, the enemy's true hole cards are not revealed. If these believers are forced out of the power, it is impossible to do so without knowing when Bai Yi will return. I will lose this war

At this time, the north, which was the focus of the war, was really caught in a **** battle. The ordinary army sent by the Grand Duke of the North, in cooperation with the Hokuriku Warriors, was doing everything possible to resist the enemy's offensive. This was very different from the situation yesterday. Yesterday The believers did not prepare siege props such as the ladder. They looked at the high walls and sighed. Not only did they bring them today, they even brought siege vehicles and trebuchets. With the help of these siege equipment, The pressure has suddenly increased several times!

"Remember to take turns and cover alternately!" The warrior waved his fists dyed blue with fists and knocked down enemies one by one, while not forgetting to remind the Hokuriku warriors, she knew these people well Because of the different fighting styles, they ca n’t persist for too long, and they are easy to get on the blood, regardless of the pain in the battle, they must be constantly reminded.

Hokuriku warriors are as rational as possible with her reminders, and remember the excellent experience she has taught these days, using fighting spirits at a more reasonable frequency, while maintaining the front as much as possible, alternating Go forward in turns.

"Niduo, remember, you are not allowed to use that bow." The warrior then reminded Niduo that she was not allowed to pull the Monarch Butterfly at will. This dangerous weapon cannot be used in such situations against miscellaneous soldiers, but only ordinary longbows are used. In this case, even if the ancestral rate of fire of her family is added, these **** believers will not be too good to kill.

"Mr. Bear wouldn't come to help us?" An elf archer who opened his bow and began to bleed his fingers asked.

"Mr. Bear's power cannot be wasted in such a place." Niduo said firmly, and wiped the blood between his fingers secretly.

Forcibly performed those ancestral stunts with a hard bow many times, making her hand hurt more severely than others.

At the moment, Redisia also sent the gods closer to the north, and saw the cruel battle situation, saw the dormant soldiers, and saw the city's crisis.

She was a little hesitant, but did not dare to take one more step forward, and seemed unable to get through the last hurdle in her mind.

"Aren't you going to do something?" Shadow asked quietly when she suddenly appeared behind her.

"Mr. Sonia?" Redisia looked back in amazement, seeing the old man who had never heard of her name, although she had heard of her name and knew that she had been a candidate for the Pope.

"If you don't go, I'll go by myself," said Shadow. "Although I'm humble and can't use those powerful divine skills, I have to do something."

"You are actually" Redisia is a little surprised, even Teacher Han Tai and Teacher Joel can perform divine magic, why is it more orthodox, and Sonia, who has not been exposed to all kinds of bad habits, ca n’t use divine magic?

"Because I gave up my faith, or I found the true faith, it is still very weak and cannot give me too much power." The shadow said, a black flame suddenly ignited in the palm, looking like It ’s extremely white and futile, but it ’s so powerful that it does n’t even burn the straw.

"Dirty? Evil?" Shadow asked, passing the black fire to Redisia.

Feeling the mild and indifferent temperature of the flame, Redisia's face appeared confused, shook her head, and answered, "Sorry, I don't know if this may be your choice, but I do"

"Then, I wish you could find your own choice." Shadow said nothing more, left quickly, and plunged into the **** battle of the city wall.

"My choice?" Redisia looked down at her hands. The silvery white armour reflected the holy and innocent light. She gently held the holy scripture necklace on her chest, raised the flag in her hand, and began After a soft prayer, again and for the last time I chanted the familiar prayer.

"I walk alone where the light cannot shine, where God fails to care for, where evil spreads"

"There should be light here, there should be sacrifice, and there should be redemption."

"May I take the responsibility of my Lord and turn it into the light of my Lord, and impose sanctions and redemption in this place"

Until it was time to shout the name of the move, Redisia was silent for a moment, in a slightly crying voice, but with a firm voice:

"My lord, forgive me"

In the next second, a huge pair of light wings appeared over the city of Affin. It was not dazzling or gorgeous, but it emitted a gentle and peaceful white light, which generously cured every soul in Affin. The soldiers fighting in the north felt a warm healing feeling.

Compared to the gods of the sky, this pair of light wings is not so brilliant, not overbearing, nor powerful enough, but every believer who is illuminated by it will instantly disappear, and I am also from that religion He quickly calmed down in the enthusiasm, no longer fearless pigs, but kneeled in place, looking up at the huge light wings.

This is not so much a pair of wings, but more like a gentle hand, struggling to soothe the pain of human beings; it is also like a believer who confessed his sins to God and received the comfort of forgiveness.

"Is the Lord's mercy? Is a true devout a last prayer to my Lord?" Archangel Bymon in the distance also noticed the wings, and said strangely, "The lightless There are true devotees in the land, and he is also a God-loved person deeply loved by our Lord, not the two heretics who deceive our Lord. "

"Even so, she made her final prayer." Archer Parr said with regret, as if it was a pity for the believer.

When a believer makes his final prayer, there are only two possibilities, one is death, and the other is

Fallen! !! !!

"Simonel, find this devout believer who has the mercy of our Lord." Bymon said to the angel who was directing the believer on the distant battlefield, "give my Lord his last forgiveness."

If the believer's ultimate pursuit is to enter the kingdom of sleep, then the final forgiveness is to allow him to enter the kingdom of sleep.