Netheril’s Glory

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General Fisk is the first General of the Redstone Empire. After all, considering that he is the only Master Level Warrior in the entire Redstone Plane, the position of the First General is none other than him.

Of course, Fisker is not the kind of parallel General that simply hangs a name, and then the actual military command is handed over to the adjutant. This Master Level Class Holder is still loyal to the Redstone Kingdom.

For example … He knew at least some basic tactics that should be in war, and how to deal with a group of enemies in the canyon.

That’s right, Fiske was the army leader who was ordered to clear the Evil Cult, and this time he brought in the most elite soldiers in the Red Rock Kingdom.

Although the only two Master Level Priest of “Red Sand God” on Redstone Plane are dead, as a Fisker Master Level Class Holder, they are singlehanded enough to come to the altar of these Evil Cults to kill them, but In order to ensure that all 2 Chisha believers were slaughtered, Fiske carefully ordered the army to block every exit of the Festival Canyon.

Because the task he received was to “kill all believers of the Red Sands”, Fisk, who had a perfectionist plot, did not want to let any “thief” escape.

The elite work of the Redstone Kingdom is very efficient. Under the leadership of several Formal Level Class Holders, this “big army” who approached the canyon in all directions and orderly gave the festival canyon in less than ten minutes. Barriers were set up at every entrance.

These metal barbed barricades made of steel point to the inside of the canyon like a shield covered with thorns, and in each hole above there are crossbowmen waiting to be launched.

For ordinary person, this is already a terrifying means of blocking. It can be said that as long as it is not Class Holder, ordinary communists have no possibility of breaking through such a roadblock, and if there is a Priest of Red Sand Religion, at every roadblock The guarded Formal Level Warrior will shoot directly.

Class Holder against Class Holder, ordinary soldiers against ordinary soldiers, this may not be a very difficult to deal with tactics, but it is definitely the most efficient tactics to intercept and slaughter the enemy.

The facts also proved the effectiveness of this raid. When the believers of Chisha Religion reacted, their canyon was completely closed, and all the 10000 ordinary communists became birds in cages.

“Report … Report High Priest, subordinates, subordinates have important things … want to report”!

On the open altar platform, a panicked Priest suddenly kneeled in front of the old man he called High Priest.

This Priest is not a priest that is good at fighting. His main divine spells he prays for are used to detect messages remotely. He is also next to the Red Sands High Priest to monitor these 10000 believers on the altar at any time.

And at this time-just at noon the day before the festival began, while the old man called High Priest was praying solemnly, the “significant” Priest suddenly discovered something that must be reported quickly. For this reason, he even interrupted the prayer of the old priest.

“Not good, not good, High Priest Sir, Kingdom, Kingdom … the army they sent, the leader is Fiske … it’s the champ” ………

“Quiet! Under the glory of the great Red Sand God, what does panic look like!”

Without waiting for Priest to finish talking, an old voice suddenly stopped the Priest’s report.

The old sacrifice is the Formal Level Priest that was re-elected after the death of the two Master Level Priests of Chisha Religion. He can become a temporary High Priest. With his old age, old qualifications, faithful and majestic, this firm belief “Nothing. It ’s necessary to panic. Red Sand God will give refuge to the devouts. Even if the old man knows that Priest around him is very anxious, he still said hoarsely after completing the prayer ritual step by step:

“Okay, what the hell can I say?”

With the pious palms together, a slowly expanding Formal Level divine spell aura appeared around the old priest. This aura with obvious shielding and probing capabilities only wrapped 3 people-the old priest himself, the Priest responsible for reporting, and … … Lord Saintess wearing a robe of fireworks.

That’s a beautiful girl with a stunning face. Scarlet’s pupils and fiery hair are as pure as liquid rubies. The figure in a fiery dress is petite but has a perfect proportion. Against the background of the dress, there is a thrilling beauty-it is as gorgeous as the flame against the colorful butterflies, and as beautiful as the butterfly in the fire.

“This … Your Excellency Saintess …”

Breaking free from the gorgeous beauty that coexists with beauty and purity, Priest looked up suspiciously and glanced at “His Saintess” standing quietly beside the old priest.

He did n’t think that “Saintess” was untrustworthy. After all, what he was going to report would be known to everyone soon. He just thought … This kind of cruel thing enough for any Prism shiver coldly enough to know the news is really Would you like to tell the “Saintess” of a little girl?

You know, aptitude is superior, and the sweet-looking “Saintess” is one of the spiritual symbols of the church. If she behaves in a chaotic manner … The glory of the great Red Sand God will be hazy!

I have to say that Devout Believer is Devout Believer, not to mention that the enemy has just hit the door of the house, even if the sword is already around his neck, it is estimated that their thoughts will only be how to die to ensure that the glory of the “God” will last forever. As for being killed and so on … The fanatics are not afraid of death. The Priest is more afraid of death than God ’s sacrifice.

The old priest also saw Priest’s concerns, and he understood immediately what the Priest said.

However, the devout old sacrificial not at all showed any confusion, and did not immediately answer. He just calm and composed with a kind smile, and then leaned down slightly to say “Saintess” with a ponytail:

“Sovereign Saintess, God ’s festival is about to begin, but a group of arrogant blasphemers try to hinder the great blood sacrifice. In order to defend the glory of our Lord, countless devout” lambs “will sacrifice themselves. Are you … afraid ? “

“No, sacrifice grandfather, the great” Red Sand God “is watching us, the glory of God is washing the soul of each of us, those ridiculous blasphemers may be able to kill our bodies, but they do not want to destroy our will”!

The white face was tense, and only the ardent flames were burning in the eyes of “Saintess”. Since childhood, he was found Priest aptitude, and then the little girl who was trained as “Saintess” can be said to be the most absolute fanatic of the Red Sands.

“well”!

The old sacrificial happily touched the hair of “Saintess” fiery-red, and then he also said to Priest, who was in charge of the message, decisively:

“Have you heard! We will not be afraid of those blasphemers, they cannot destroy our will! The festival will never stop for any reason, even if we are unable to resist, but at least let the festival be completely completed! Now my Chisha God teaches High In the name of Priest, it was announced that the ceremony had begun ahead of time, and it was an honor for me to be able to die on this sacred altar “!

The old sacrificial voice is powerful, and he can make the most pious decision even without the reminder of Oracle.

He is not afraid of death. No matter what the death method is, he will not be afraid. The believers who come to this altar are going to perform blood sacrifice. As a fanatic and knowing that the old sacrificial insider is not only afraid but also proud of it.

The only thing he worried about was that … after his own death, the lay believers and hypocrites would not continue the festival … That would definitely disappoint the great God.

Disappointing God is the most intolerable thing for fanatics.

So, after thinking a little, the old priest once again solemnly warned repeatedly to “Saintess” in front of the communication Priest:

“Gorya, my Excellency Saintess! My Messy Old Man may be killed by Fisk at the first ceremony, but you, a little girl with only Apprentice Level strength, have the opportunity to survive … By that time you must be , Must lead the letter to continue the festival, the great Red Sand God is watching you and me! “

“Well, Gollia remember, Gollia will definitely complete this festival”!

The name, Gloria Saintess, made a pious commitment.