Chapter 1786 Carnival Battle

A holy light shot up into the sky.

In the fallen Holy See, the pope, three cardinals, six saints, twelve archbishops, thirty-six magicians, and fifty paladins gathered together.

"Is the situation clarified?" asked the pope.

"Yes, just across the field behind the Holy See, many strange places suddenly appeared, where there are abundant resources, countless people, and a large territory." A prophetic mage reported.

An archbishop knelt on the ground and said excitedly: "Your Majesty, according to the records in the Corrupted Holy Book, this kind of situation rarely happens, but it is the moment of preaching, and it is an opportunity for all of us to make meritorious deeds!"

"Yeah, I thought this kind of thing was just a legend, who knew it would really happen." Another bishop said with emotion.

Everyone whispered and discussed.

An inexplicable piety and excitement enveloped everyone.

——The appearance of this kind of miraculous thing proves that the records in the holy scriptures are all true.

Second, there is always excitement about conquering an unknown land, its people, and its wealth.

The Pope waved the scepter in his hand, and said with a majestic expression: "Pass down the oracle, and everyone gathers into an army. We will immediately go to occupy everything and spread the degenerate will on the new territory!"

"Yes!" Everyone responded.

"Now I will arrange the manpower. The three cardinals will go to order troops. The holy mages and paladins will all be in place. They will summon the holy legion for punishment, atonement, and calm down the assembly of the legions. I will personally lead the army to the new territory! ’ said the Pope.

All the congregation cheered loudly.

The war machine of the entire fallen church was activated.

In just two hours, the armies from all walks of life were assembled, and under the leadership of the Pope, they rushed across the wilderness and rushed towards the new unknown area.

The closer to the unknown area, the slower the speed of the Holy See army.

Everyone raised their vigilance one after another.

The scouts approached from the front, and someone shouted loudly:

"Report—there is a small town in front of it, with a small scale and loose defense."

"There were some circuses and people in fancy dress, it seemed like there was a celebration going on."

The pope's tense face relaxed a little.

He looked towards the town in the distance, and saw the bright lights inside, and fireworks rushed into the sky from time to time.

There were faint sounds of laughter, play, and applause in the wind.

——Sure enough, some kind of celebration is being held.

"Is there someone guarding the town?" asked the pope.

"No—no, there is an old man who seems to be a commoner. I heard people calling him the gatekeeper. Maybe his original job is to be a gatekeeper." The scout reported.

The hearts of the archbishops also fell slowly.

Just a town.

Completely off guard and even celebrating.

Look at your own army again.

The discipline is strict, the soldiers are strong, and the momentum is like a rainbow.

——It was too easy to conquer that town.

By the way, you can also learn about the power and national structure of this brand new region from the side.

"Pass my order, the whole army raids!"

ordered the Pope loudly.

"Yes!" Everyone responded in a loud voice.

The black army surged up like this——

The speed of the armored horse's attack became faster and faster.

In just a few tens of breaths, the forward troops had already arrived at the entrance of the town.

As the scouts said, the guard at the entrance of the town was not a guard, but an old man.

The old man was wearing slippers and was lying on a deck chair with a fan in his hand.

He was smoking a cigarette comfortably, almost falling asleep.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and looked out of the town.

"Why are there so many people here?" the old man changed his face.

He jumped up, narrowed his eyes and quietly observed the Holy See army.

The garb of the fallen church—

Sharp weapons and armor—

The menacing army--

There are even popes, bishops, paladins, etc., dressed in distinctive attire, holding gleaming scepters, long swords, and more.

Quietly feel the aura of these people again——

The old man finally realized it!

He took a deep breath, turned around, and shouted to the town: "Surprise surprise! Huge surprise!"

"—The people from the Continental Cospree Federation are here, everyone come and welcome!!!!"

The whole town was silent.

In the next moment, huge noise and cheers rushed into the sky.

I saw dense town residents flocking to the entrance of the town one after another, even the performers from the original circus in the town followed.

"Wow, it's true!"

A little girl stared at the heavily guarded Holy See army with bright eyes and shouted.

A little boy next to her seriously analyzed: "Look, their theme this time is the evil ghosts in the underworld, and they are all dressed in such a flamboyant manner."

The little girl's mother picked her up, pointed to the pope and said, "Look, this is their leader, this guy is the worst."

Everyone laughed along.

The pope's face was livid, and he ordered: "Everyone, unsheath your weapons."

Clang!

The sound of uniform weapons being unsheathed sounded.

The army was murderous.

This scene ushered in even warmer applause.

While applauding, the circus clown said sincerely: "Sure enough, it is the real Cosplay Union, with rigorous and elegant costumes, lifelike expressions, and vivid performances."

The little bear next to him took off his bear hat, but he turned out to be a stalwart man.

The man praised: "This is from a big city. It's really not comparable to practitioners in small town circuses. I, the head of the circus, have to study hard."

The Pope could not listen any longer.

—to compare oneself to a circus is the worst blasphemy!

The Pope chanted the spell and shouted: "Lord, give me the strength to wipe out this town."

To wipe out the entire town, and even all the creatures in the town, is a super powerful spell, and it cannot be done by one person alone.

All his cardinals, archbishops, saintesses, and paladins recited prayers together to help the pope complete this extremely difficult spell.

After counting interest.

God's punishment, a big earthquake!

Boom boom boom boom——

The ground began to shake endlessly.

The expressions of the residents in the small town changed at first, and they were a little nervous, but they soon relaxed again.

"Father, it's an earthquake technique of this level!" A little boy shouted.

"Yeah, are you ready?" his dad laughed.

"Ready." The little boy said.

Beside the little boy—

"I admire them." The circus clown said excitedly, clenched his fists.

"Yes, I admire them too." A man dressed as an elephant beside him couldn't help clapping desperately.

"Let our circus also do our part." The stalwart man dressed as a bear said.

"Then—"

Everyone in the circus looked at each other.

The stalwart man in bear costume shouted: "I will control the earthquake."

He secretly chanted a spell, and quickly stepped on the ground with his feet.

It is also miraculous. With his dance steps, the shaking of the earth gradually produces a rhythm, a rhythmic beating.

Boom, boom.

Boom, boom, boom!

Boom la la boom boom la~

The clown said: "Director, I'll play the disco."

He took out dozens of musical instruments, threw them in the air, and said a spell.

Immediately, those musical instruments played wild tunes in harmony with the rhythm of the earthquake.

The man dressed as an elephant has already jumped out, standing in the open space and waving to the townspeople.

"Come on, everyone, come dance!"

the man yelled.

With the music and earthquake, he began to dance a ghost dance.

The children couldn't bear it anymore, and rushed up cheering.

Then came the adults.

And old people.

Bang dong dong dong dong dong~

Boom, boom, boom——

The atmosphere at the scene reached a climax!

the other side.

Among the army of the Holy See.

pope:"……"

archbishop:"……"

Paladin:"……"

no--

The Pope yelled: "God's punishment - a meteorite from the sky!"

All the congregation agitated with all their strength and cooperated with the Pope to recite the prayer.

Successful!

In the sky, a huge meteorite was approaching fiercely.

The Pope breathed a sigh of relief, barely holding on to the scepter, in case his exhausted body could not stand up.

This is a meteorite technique!

——You are all going to die this time!

The Pope thought through gritted teeth.

Sure enough, among the carnival crowd over there, someone has already reacted.

"Sister, look, Meteor!" A little boy exclaimed.

"Haha, I just taught it in class yesterday, and I'll have one too." The girl beside him laughed.

She stretched out her hand to hold the seal of the magic spell, and muttered the spell.

In the sky, a large-scale meteor shower appeared.

"Sister is awesome." The little boy cheered.

The girl was also a little surprised, and said in a low voice: "A few days ago, the holy mage told the whole world that everyone's strength will skyrocket recently. No wonder I summoned thirty more..."

Under the sky full of meteors, everyone danced and danced with the performance of the Cosplay Troupe, and had a very pleasant day.

The Pope has been fooled.

He also saw that the meteor shower just now came from a little girl.

In the end, all the meteors were blown away by a stalwart man wearing a bear coat, and turned into dots of fireworks, floating in the sky like countless shining light balls.

The army of the Holy See no longer dared to move rashly.

Blowing away meteors is something that has never been imagined, and I don't know how to do it to this extent.

Damn it-

What kind of world is this motherfucker?

Everyone thought about it.

The Pope was in a daze when he saw the old gatekeeper suddenly standing in front of him.

The old man had a serious look on his face.

"What an excellent performance! On behalf of everyone in our town, I would like to thank you for your performance." The old man said sincerely.

The pope opened his mouth, but didn't utter a single word.

The old man took out a money bag from his pocket, ignored the Pope's dodge, and stuffed it into the Pope's hand.

"Take it, a little thought from us country people."

Mind……

The Pope looked down at the purse and couldn't help it anymore.

"My lord mayor, I have a question." The pope said.

"Speak." The old man grinned.

"Which... is the strongest person in your town?" The pope asked cautiously.

"Hahaha, I'm so sorry to say this, there is only one god in our town, you see—that's the little bear." The old man pointed to the dance floor.

"—He is a holy god of light. He recently returned to town after losing his job and started a circus."

The pope also looked at the bear.

I saw the little bear stepping on the dance steps, controlling the art of the big earthquake.

——Actually, the earthquake should have ended long ago, but under the precise control of Little Bear, the ground became a dance floor.

What a power!

This requires a ridiculously deep understanding of the rules.

"Unemployed?" the Pope murmured in a daze.

"Yeah, there are gods everywhere now, and it's not easy for gods with a low level to find a job."

The old man showed worry on his face, patted the Pope on the shoulder and said:

"You Cosplaye United are from a big city, and you should have a common language with him—you can chat with him after the Harvest Carnival is over, and comfort him."

The Pope fell into a long silence.

Do not know why--

He felt something inside him collapse.