"Angels and demons are the same? What a joke! What kind of logic is this!"
Magicians and churches have always been very difficult to deal with. Secretly, they will definitely strangle each other to death if they have the chance, but this does not mean that they do not agree that angels are messengers of God.
Yes, because of the influence of the church in the Western world, magicians also have more or less understanding of their secret mysteries, gods, angels, and demons. Although the times are long and there are no similar records of these mythical beings in modern times, But the vampires who are still active todaywell, the reflection of these evil beings makes them have to secretly recognize the existence of mythical beings.
So for some unknown reason, Weber, who was pulled in by Rider, looked blankly at the life flapping its wings in the sky. This kind of existence has exceeded the standards. It is more perverted than the Dead Apostles and those ancestors, okay? ! !
Compared to Weber, Rider quickly recovered from the shock of seeing the angel, patted Weber beside him, and then cast an indescribable gaze to the sky.
"Huh? The heathen envoy! This battle is indeed a bit difficult." Rider laughed at himself slightly at first, and then an incomprehensible burst of fighting spirit burst out from Rider's eyes. "But this is interesting, Caster! I will kill this angel." Delivered personally to the altar of Zeus!"
No words are needed. The troops who have been with Rider for many years have already understood his meaning tacitly. Countless figures surging on the hot desert land are neatly arranged in square formations. This is the most common formation for legions in ancient times.
At the same time, this formation is also a good indicator of the overall quality of an army. If the opponent is an enemy of the same size, the rider may have already enjoyed the fruits of victory.
It's just thathis opponent is not a human being, but a being under God - an angel.
Obtaining the secret instruction from the source, the angel hanging in the sky slowly fell down, his naked feet touched the hot sand, the wings behind his back shrank slightly and drooped, looking at the legions in front of him with cold eyes, there was no difference in numbers. 'fear'.
¡°It¡¯s really an unequal battle¡±
Tens of thousands of people against one ¡®person¡¯? This kind of scene can't help but make Rider sigh. When will he rely on numbers to bully 'people'?
Although he felt a little unfair to his opponent, Rider did not stupidly order his subordinates to come up one by one. Let¡¯s not talk about the identity of angels as messengers of God. If there are no errors in the Bible, angels once seemed to have the ability to destroy cities. Record.
One by one? Maybe with a big move in the middle of the fight, the entire army will be broken.
"It is indeed an unequal battle." Yuan Yuan nodded affirmatively.
"Compared with Rider lamenting the difference in quantity, Origin laments the difference in quality. Angels and mortals are not in the same realm in the end. Even the most 'weak' angels will be city-destroying level beings.
Although in theory heroic spirits already stand above mortals and are equal to angels, the innate gap determines many things. Most of Rider's soldiers were just ordinary warriors before they became heroic spirits. There may be a few among them. After the collapse of Rider's empire, the founders of subsequent kingdoms compared these powerful beings.
But these are only a few. The source estimates that most of the heroic spirits here may not have emerged through normal contracts between Gaia and Alaya, which will also determine that their strength cannot reach the level of real heroic spirits.
The so-called asymmetry is in quality.
Rider obviously knew this, and after pulling his master to what seemed to be an absolutely safe place, he stood in the queue of the army.
"Caster, it seems that this battle has a lot of suspense."
"Who knows? But I can promise not to kill your master."
"You are so arrogant Come on, warriors, tie up that pagan god and offer him to the altar of Zeus!"
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"No, it's not that our thinking is too difficult! Ouyang Benyuan, it's just it's just that your thinking is too simple!"
In the groggy darkness, it is impossible to understand the specific meaning, but the only thing that can be seen is a completely upward step, a step with no end, all the way up
Then there were two figures, one standing on top of the steps and the other below him, and the person who said this was the person below.
The figure standing at the top of the steps seemed to have heard such words and paused slightly. He who originally seemed to be moving forward had to stop.
"I thought it was too difficult!? But now it seems that I am the only one who is about to succeed, right?"
¡°???It's because our concepts are different. "The people below laughed at themselves. "We are here to eliminate the source of sin forever, but you have to carry him and become the source of sin yourself. Do you know what such an approach will bring to this fluctuating fantasy world? as a result of! ! "
"There will be no consequences. If I am the source of sin, then I will completely control it and prevent it from harming the world."
¡°What if it leaks out of you?¡±
"Then I will destroy the world contaminated by it andit before it grows stronger."
"It doesn't seem like a good dream, Irisviel."
He opened his eyes slightly, and in the sight of the woman with snowflake-like silver hair was a caring and heroic girl.
"It is indeed not a good dream." She stood up weakly. As the war became more intense and various heroic spirits died, Irisviel already found that her body functions were not functioning properly.
The bright red moon that came into view when she raised her head was still clearly standing in the sky. Although she didn't know what time it was, Irisviel knew that the time now was definitely not the night when the moon should appear.
"The moon has been standing in the sky for a long timeand" Sensing Irisviel's attention, Saber automatically stood up to explain. "And all the humans in the city seem to have disappeared. It always feels like we are being pulled into a different space."
"It doesn't feel like it should be."
Looking at the sky, the dream she had in her head shortly before she woke up once again appeared in Irisviel's mind, replaying it scene by scene.