Chapter 158 The Angel’s Descendance

In the early morning, the mist has not yet dissipated and the sun has just revealed half of its face. Gattuso is silent at this moment.

Phew, the sea breeze blew, and suddenly there were waves on the sea.

"Hey, what is that?"

"What?"

The clouds of war were hanging over the air. After nearly two months of fermentation, the atmosphere became increasingly dull. Even the bellicose orcs felt a trace of heavy pressure.

"It seems like it's a boat."

"Quick, sound the alarm, humans are coming."

The sea breeze roared, the invisible air seemed to be wrinkled, the scene became blurred, and then a forest of masts suddenly appeared above the sea.

The fourth-level war artifact, the invisible wind, was provided by the Church of Stormwind, which facilitated this joint fleet raid.

The battle line opened, and nearly a hundred battleships moved in an orderly manner on the sea. The gun windows were opened, and thousands of artillery were aimed at Gattuso at the same time. The ferocious muzzles flashed with cold light.

Boom, the fire exploded, and the first roar of artillery sounded on the sea, tearing apart the tranquility of the morning, and then the second and third blasts, one after another, like a grand symphony.

"Damn, what is this."

"So hot."

Under the cover of artillery, all living beings are equal, even if most of these artillery are just smoothbore cannons. The huge caliber has determined that they cannot be stopped by flesh and blood. Even if the physique of orcs is much higher than that of humans, this is civilization. of light.

As the most important pioneering city of the Kingdom of Sievers in the New World, Gattuso naturally has a complete coastal defense fort, but artillery is a technical branch. For the orcs who have never been exposed to such weapons, ferocious artillery and fire The stick used makes no difference.

The artillery shells rained down, both solid and explosive. Under such a fierce offensive, Gattuso was like a woman for a while, helpless to resist, and could only let the coalition forces ravage her.

“What a spectacular sight.”

On the hillside, standing side by side with Asim, Sean sighed like this.

Artillery fire covered Gattuso, and the rising fire turned Gattuso into a blooming blood rose, poignant and gorgeous.

"yes,

It's spectacular, after all, times have changed. "

With a smile, Asim also sighed as he looked at Gattuso struggling under gunfire.

Before the war started, Sean found Asim and joined the battle as a member of the Kingdom of Sutilt. While he needed to contribute, he also deserved his share of the spoils after the war.

After a round of shelling, the orcs in Gattuso finally responded. Totem pillars of fire continued one after another, and a red light curtain enveloped the entire Gattuso, allowing the orcs in the city who had been devastated by artillery fire to breathe a sigh of relief.

Seeing this scene, the superiors of the human coalition smiled. If they wanted to protect the entire city under the sky full of artillery fire, it would not be an easy task even for the real fifth level, let alone the pseudo-fifth level.

"Okay, it's almost time for us to go on stage. This time you have to let me see Montel's brilliance."

With easy words, Asim said half-jokingly. As he spoke, he glanced at the black knights standing behind Sean with the corner of his eye. With his eyesight, he could naturally see that these costumed knights were not real humans. In other words, it is not a normal life form.

"Yes, count, don't worry."

Looking at Gattuso shrouded in firelight, Sean spoke slowly.

Although the bombardment was temporarily blocked, after the previous round of artillery baptism, loopholes had appeared in the defense line pre-arranged by the Orcs. At this time, the coalition army, which had already logged in from other places, had begun to approach Gattuso.

The most critical thing is that although the bombardment has been temporarily blocked, the coalition's large fleet is still there, and the muzzles of the guns are always aimed at Gattuso. Unless the orcs in the city maintain this layer of light curtain, the baptism of shells will come at the next moment. It will fall on the heads of the orcs again, not to mention that the coalition forces are not without fifth-level power.

Gattuso, the city wall, the highest point.

"High Priest, we must deal with the human fleet first."

There was a cold light in the pure gold eyes, and murderous intent grew in Cato Rhine's words.

"I understand, King."

At this moment, the crow feather robe on High Priest Peart's body was red, like a burning flame.

Power surged, spirits resonated, and the power of the fire element began to gather.

Chi, a sharp and piercing cry sounded in the sky, a vague shadow spread its wings in the totem light pillar, and then, daybreak.

"What it is?"

"It's a meteorite."

"Damn, it's coming down on us."

"Ah, have I seen the undead?"

The sky was bright, the fog was evaporated, and a red light enveloped the sky and the earth. A little spark continued to be magnified in the eyes of the coalition forces, bringing blazing heat and despair.

The fifth-level secret technique Firework Meteor uses the power of the fire element to simulate the natural phenomenon of falling meteorites. It has the same destructive power as a natural disaster. At this moment, it is aimed at the coalition fleet on the sea.

Faced with such a man-made natural disaster, the soldiers and even middle-level officers in the fleet couldn't help but feel a panic. This is the instinct of life. However, the senior leaders of the fleet just glanced at the sky a few more times and remained as stable as a mountain.

Combined Fleet flagship Northern Light.

"Bishop Ebuo, you come or I come."

On the deck, a man in military uniform looked up at the sky and asked Bishop Ebuo of the Church of Storms next to him with a smile.

"I'll do it, General Joy."

After a slight pause, Ebuo expressed his willingness to take action.

"Okay, then I'll leave it to you, Bishop Ebuo."

Since the other party is willing to take action, Joey will naturally not object.

Pious chants sounded, and a vague majesty began to spread on the Northern Light. A wisp of pure wind appeared above the fleet, sacred and majestic.

The wind was generated, and the sea breeze began to howl. A pair of huge wings came out of nothingness, and the wings closed together, shrouding the huge combined fleet under the wings.

After finishing the chant, Ebuo's smooth forehead was covered with small beads of sweat. It was obvious that the action just now was not easy for him.

Putting away the dim angel icon in his hand, Ebuo turned his attention to Joey.

"It should be fine, General Joy."

"Since we have the protection of angel wings, there will be no problem. It seems that an angel from the Church of Storms has really revived or arrived."

Looking at the lifelike huge wings covering the sky, Joey said seemingly casually.

After hearing this, Ebuo did not answer, but just looked up at the scene in the sky.

Boom, the fire was blazing, and before it fell, the sea was already a red color, and the rapidly rising temperature made many sailors wet their clothes with sweat.

Bang, the collision finally came, and the fireworks and meteors falling from the sky hit the wings hard with the power of falling.

The air waves swept across and swept away the clouds in the sky, leaving only a sea of ​​fire. Faced with the impact of fireworks and meteors, the angel wings did not waver at all, but became a little illusory.

The flames were extinguished, and the angel's wings began to scatter with the wind. It was obvious that this time the coalition was superior.

"Survived. "

"Did the gods come?"

After the disaster, great joy grew in the hearts of the naval soldiers, while at the top of Gattuso's city, Gattus Rhine's face was as gloomy as water.

"Is this the divine descent of the divine angel from the Church of Storms? It's really..."

On the hillside, looking at the huge wings dissipating in the sky, Sean didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Yes, this is the famous angel descending."

Looking at the sky, Asim also felt a little sad in his words.

The divine art of Angelic Descendence does not have a fixed level, ranging from the fourth to the sixth level. It is not unique to the Church of Storms. In fact, all the churches of the True God have similar divine arts. It is really because of this divine art. The average extraordinary person is not willing to provoke people from the church, because he may really not be your opponent, but you are not sure what kind of parents he will call.

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