The saints are located on the top of the mountain.

The radiance of divinity enveloped the mountains here. At the same time, the saints released their own power. Waves of extraordinary divine power emanated from these saints. The extraordinary divine power with different attributes was divided into hundreds of strands, vast and powerful.

Flying wildly towards the territory of the Imasca Empire.

Within the Imasca Empire.

One of the giant structural wonders, the place where the Machinery Tree was built.

A giant mechanical tree with a height of more than 700 meters, a dense canopy, and countless steel branches stretching towards the sky, towered majestically, leaving a shadow outline on the earth that blocked the sky and the sun, and in the shadow coverage

, a large number of slaves went on strike, ignoring the roaring orders of the surrounding overseers, and knelt down to the Gods Watching Mountains in the northeast.

This time.

At this time, a tall and burly overseer looked at the slave lying on the ground with a gloomy expression.

The Imasca Empire is not a kind country.

In the construction of giant wonders, if the expected progress cannot be achieved, all relevant personnel will be punished to a certain extent. Of course, if the progress is smooth enough, there will also be large rewards, an excellent reward and punishment system, and slaves.

Brutal exploitation has made the Imasca Empire very efficient in building giant wonders.

"Get out of here!"

The tall overseer kicked a slave over.

The slave with dark brown skin groaned, and the rough skin rubbed against the ground, causing a large number of wounds, which immediately became dripping with blood. However, his expression and movements were still pious. Although his body had fallen to the ground, the slave's

He clasped his hands tightly and placed them in front of his chest, muttering something in his mouth as if praying.

This appearance made the overseer furious.

The overseer drew out the sharp weapon he carried with him, laughed ferociously, and strode closer to the slave.

"Keep praying, I will chop off your hands!"

"Can your god help you?"

In the Imasca Empire, from the artificers to the ordinary supervisors, there is not much reverence for the gods. In the past, there was still some, but with the development of the god-making project, the empire's

With the increasing prosperity, the cohesion of the Imasca Empire has been greatly improved. The people of the empire are attracted to the empire and have become more disrespectful towards the gods.

laugh!

A cold light suddenly appeared.

The sharp blade that could break through rocks fell, hitting the wrist of the slave who was unable to dodge.

However, the scene that happened next made the faces of the nearby Imaskans change, and the slaves who had suffered a lot had wild eyes and increasingly pious expressions.

The moment the blade fell, a glimmer of light appeared on the fallen slave's body.

This layer of light is extremely weak, almost invisible under the sunlight, but it does exist, appearing in front of everyone, and it is indestructible.

This is just the beginning.

Lines of white light began to emerge.

The slaves with strong faith all had the same luster as this slave who fell to the ground.

Some are as weak as fluorescent lights, and some are as dazzling as fire.

Faith is a kind of power. At this time, under the intensification of the saint, the power of faith became the weapon of these slaves. These slaves, who had been oppressed for twenty years, knew clearly that their devout prayers day and night finally got the answer.

The gods' response gave them the power to resist.

The kneeling slaves slowly stood up.

They looked at the Imasca overseers around them, and their eyes were filled with crazy hatred.

The overseers' hearts jumped.

Looking at the almost distorted expressions on the faces of the slaves around them, and looking at the strange luster emerging on their bodies, the overseers subconsciously retreated and were gradually surrounded by slaves.

"You want to rebel?"

One of the supervisors had a stern look on his face.

He raised his muscles and slashed the neck of the slave closest to him with a knife.

However, it's the same as before.

The sharp blade was easily resisted by the materialized power of faith.

Immediately, the oppressed and exploited slaves let out angry roars, drowning the surrounding overseers.

Not long after, these slaves dispersed, their mouths stained with blood, and some slaves directly gnawed the flesh and blood of Imasca's overseer, and on their faces stained by blood, there were still pious words hanging on them.

The expressions and expressions formed a strange picture.

The movement here attracted the attention of the artificer.

The overseers who supervise the work of slaves are ordinary people, but in order to prevent slaves from rebelling, every place where slaves gather is guarded by a certain number of artificers. In the past, due to the cruel treatment of the Imasca Empire, slaves have launched many rebellions.

They resisted, but they all ended in vain under the suppression of extraordinary power.

Rumble.

The ground shook.

The roar of the contraption engine is the sound that slaves fear and loathe the most.

Just a few minutes after the mutiny took place, the Ordnance Masters controlled the nearby Ordnance Army to surround them, forming a huge encirclement. The Ordnance Golem with a cold metallic luster set up weapons and fired black cannons.

He aimed his mouth at the gathered slaves.

"Everyone, get down on the ground."

"Otherwise, only cruel punishment awaits you!"

An artificer looked gloomy and shouted to the troubled slaves.

The slaves who had just gained the power of resistance, with their faith in the gods, could not listen to the artificer's warning. They looked at the enemy who oppressed them, their expressions twisted with extreme anger.

The slave's footsteps moved.

The surrounding armies of strange weapons immediately accumulated energy and were ready to go.

In fact, the Imasca Empire has now passed the stage of relying on slaves. In the current system of the Imasca Empire, slaves are still used, but they are no longer so important, so in the face of these boldly rebellious slaves

, the surrounding Ordnance Legion can kill some of them with cruel means to frighten other slaves.

Because of the coming of the saint, believers have gained part of the power belonging to the saint through their fanatical beliefs.

However, this kind of power is okay against ordinary Imaskans.

Facing the official Ordnance Army, the slaves who have just gained strength are no match for them.

"Fire!"

Looking at the slaves who were gradually approaching without fear of the power of the Magical Arms Legion, the Magical Arms Master no longer hesitated and gave an order.

In an instant, countless spells and pure energy attacks formed a tide that destroyed everything, rushing towards their target with extremely violent power.

But just then.

boom!

Clusters of flames suddenly grew out of thin air.

A huge wall of flames rises from the ground, like a chasm, standing between the believers and the attack of the energy tide.

A tidal wave of energy fell on the wall of flames.

Amidst the deafening explosions, the wall of flames rippled and dented one after another. When the first wave of attacks was blocked, the wall of flames became illusory and transparent, disappearing with the wind.

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Hundreds of extraordinary divine powers differentiated by the saints fell.

A few of them landed here.

When the wall of flames dissipated, the dust kicked up slowly fell.

Several figures clad in divine light appeared in front of everyone.

These are the clones further differentiated by the saints.

Saints are part of gods and possess powers similar to gods. They can also use divine power to create clones. Most of these clones have just reached the legendary level. With the blessing of divinity, they can compete with ordinary legendary creatures.

He won the battle, but he didn't have too high-end power.

Looking at the saint's clone, the attitudes of the two parties present were completely different.

As believers of the gods, the slaves recognized the origin of these saint clones, a god of fire with medium divine power in the Enser pantheon. The followers of this god of fire immediately fell to their knees and remained excited.

Weeping hotly, the believers of other gods also looked at these saint clones with awe and respect.

As for the magical weapons army of the Imasca Empire... the faces of each of the magical weapon masters were extremely solemn.

The avatar of the saint also possesses divinity.

The radiance of divinity enveloped the four saint clones at this moment.
To be continued...