"Today, we will make the blood of the Brightons dye this land red. Tonight, I will drink with you in the Temple of the Gods! I will send the soul eagle to take away the souls of those warriors who died. Your bodies will rot, but your souls will be with me in the Temple of the Gods!"

Om turned into a role standing on the platform and shouted to the soldiers below. The people around him were undoubtedly the most core group of soldiers.

In the woods around the temple, countless Nords gathered, gathered in front of the bonfire, waiting for the war to come.

That guy named Olaf is probably in it.

The priests began to boil the "Divine Blood", a potion cooked with wolf blood and plant powder. They were sent out of the temple in a tank to enjoy for the Nord warriors.

Sean saw all this. In this way, the blood of God really exists, but only one cup is real, and the ordinary Nord warrior just drinks the stimulant of the same name.

What made him a little curious about was what kind of power the Aum incarnation had. Just such a divine hand, if you want to turn the situation around, you must undoubtedly have very powerful power.

Fortunately, Alvi followed Oum from beginning to end, which made Sean proudly see the final ending of the story.

The war started as I remembered.

The Nords gathered together, and the Brightons appeared in the distance in a dark way.

The two armies confronted each other, and Alvi and Om's incarnation stood together in the center of Nord's army, the most conspicuous place. Although I don't know how strong this thing is, the effect of boosting morale alone is already very valuable.

With the blessing of morale, the Nords roared over, fearing life and death, and the two sides quickly fought together.

However, Aum's incarnation never moved. He looked up at the sky, as if waiting for something.

"Can we win? Great Oum." A Nord Lord asked nervously. He saw the Nords being knocked down in pieces by gunfire, and the number was getting smaller and smaller. The battle situation was obviously stronger for the Brightons. Even though the morale was overwhelming, the flesh and blood would still fall in front of gunpowder and steel.

"We will surely win." Oum's incarnation said emotionlessly.

He lowered his head, "The Soul Eagle has found the location of the enemy leader. The enemy may be powerful, but killing the poisonous snake only requires cutting its head. Now, follow me to charge the warriors! Go towards the land of the gods!"

He roared and stretched out his hand. The sunlight gathered in his hands, turned into a golden battle axe, and then rushed out.

The Nord Warriors around followed closely behind, and the highest combat power among the group of Nords rushed out with Om.

Alvi was also among them. She held a giant sword with both hands and followed closely behind Om.

They rushed into a battlefield and instantly killed all the Brightons who were blocking the front. Alway's sword skills were very open and closed, but they were agile and accurate. Unlike the exaggerated use of the movements in Sean's impression, the use of the two-handed sword was very much tested by the user's control. Due to the length of the sword blade, it is often possible to exert huge power with a light swing, so there are few moves like swinging and slashing. It is often a slight shake of your wrist, and the blade is swung out at an incredible angle, cutting off the enemy's muscles, bones, blood vessels, and neck, leaving behind the dying person who fell to the ground screaming.

In terms of killing efficiency alone, it is much more efficient than killing people with one sword.

Sean needs to pay attention to the plot and experience Alvi's combat skills, and feels as nervous as watching a thrilling and subtitled movie.

However, the real killing machine is still the incarnation of Aum. His body is protected by divine light and is invulnerable to every axe swing, and whether it is sword or flesh, it is divided into two.

The group of Nords around Om turned into was too fierce, and they almost broke through several lines of troops.

Suddenly, there was a cheerful look in front of melee. It turned out that the melee area had already been fought. Behind the musketeers in front, an officer riding a white horse appeared. He was wearing gorgeous military uniforms and sat upright on his horse, constantly giving orders. Behind him was a row of black-clothed guards. The messengers quickly transmitted his orders to every front, and every combat unit was like a precise machine, strangling the flesh and blood of the Nords.

"It's there!" Om's incarnation roared. He moved forward without caring about at least three lines of troops ahead.

Some hunters discovered this group of people. They began to gather fire from afar and shot several Nord warriors. Aum's incarnation was still invulnerable. Sean saw Aum chopping down the head of a hunter who was blocking him with an axe. Looking at the corpse that fell to the ground and the head that was rolling wherever it was, he couldn't help but laugh. Is this unlucky guy the Hunter Armor?

Seeing that I was the first vest I was hanging, I felt inexplicably funny.

Finally the plot was resumed, he thought to himself.

The volley of guns came in rows, but Om was invulnerable to the sword and gun. The Nord Warriors behind him were shot one after another, and the number was getting smaller and smaller. Sean was afraid that Alvi would die like this. Fortunately, the woman seemed to remain rational and did not rush up to die like those Nord Bellies. She rushed into a group of musketeers next to her, wielding her sword to kill the enemy, while trying to get closer to her god.

She saw Aum's incarnation killing through the musketeers' front, and in the true sense it was like a god descending to earth, sweeping across all enemies standing in front of him.

There was not much Nord left, only Om's incarnation was still moving forward. The dense bullets shot on him, with golden ripples popping up, and they were bounced away. Seeing all this, the officer riding a white horse was still unmoved, until Om's incarnation was only a few dozen meters away from him. The officer of the white horse suddenly waved his hand, and the row of soldiers behind him quickly flashed to the side, revealing a row of black holes behind him.

Sean was shocked, and then suddenly realized that the memories of the previous two battles left him a question, why did the Brighton people not have cannons? In theory, the technological content of cannons is the same as that of muskets, and it is even lower.

However, Brighton had a large number of musketeers but no artillery appeared at all. He had previously guessed that it might be because the road was difficult to walk, so he could not bring it to the front line. Now it seems that the Brightons hid all the cannons as trump cards. Did they know the existence of the hand of God long ago?

Boom boom boom boom!

Explosions were heard one after another, gunpowder filled with smoke and dust. When the smoke dissipated, Aum's figure still stood, but the golden light on his body had dissipated, and there were some scratches and damage on his body's armor.

He gasped like a dying beast, looking up at the white horse officer in the distance, but the officer waved his arm again.
Chapter completed!