The Solna River, which passes through the city after circling the city for half a circle, is much more ferocious in the rainy season, with rolling waves and roaring.
In front of a temple high down by the river, Nobu was waiting for Francis with a pale face holding a beautiful scepter made of laurel. He never expected that the priest of the "God of Resurrection, Fertility and Salvation" would suddenly ask to duel with him, why couldn't he wait one more day? After tonight, he would not have to risk fighting an unknown opponent at great risk, because it was impossible for a dead person to invite a duel.
Not long after the morning theological meeting, Nobu received the oracle of the Lord of War conveyed by Nenna, asking the moon god to kill Leviathan and Francis together with the lord of the underworld tonight to lure out El, who made the gods uneasy.
At noon, they discussed the evening plan together in the temple, including how to raid, how to cooperate with the priests, how to guard against betrayals from other sects, how to use the support of the Lord of War to win over several factions, suppress several factions, and how to slaughter the two Leviathans, so as to provoke the "God of Resurrection, Abundance, and Redemption" to the greatest extent, so that he could not control himself and take action.
However, just as Nobu and the moon god Asin were happily discussing, thinking that victory was in sight and that the hateful opponent was about to fall, the official duel "invitation" was sent to him, leaving him dazed and vigilant.
After all, no one had heard of the "God of Resurrection, Fertility and Redemption" in the past, and no one knew how far He had reached.
Nobu originally wanted to postpone the duel until the next day, but Francis did not back down, and this kind of duel initiated in the name of blasphemy against the glory of the gods is something that cannot be refused in a theocratic society.
"It's okay, it's likely to be a false god or a liar!" Nobu looked at the gathered crowd and whispered to himself.
The Solna Valley is rich and prosperous, before the iron fist control of the lord of war, the various sects were less unknown and secret fights, and duels between priests often occurred, so the people of Husum City were quite experienced in similar things, and understood that even if they wanted to watch the excitement, they needed to hide far away, such as on the other side of the Solna River, anyway, the duels between those gods and patrons were not as plain as ordinary people's fights, and their sound and brilliance could be transmitted far away.
"The god of resurrection, fertility and redemption is so powerful, and his priests are certainly not weak, I think the high priest of the moon god is going to return to the embrace of the moonlight this time." On the banks of the river with loud waves, a young man said excitedly. He was previously a shallow believer in the rule of the underworld, but now he has a tendency to convert.
"That's not necessarily, it's just a theological debate in the morning, and whether it's strong or not will have to wait until the real battle to know." A devout believer of the moon god retorted loudly.
Behind them, Ramiro folded his hands, quietly listening to the discussions around him, wondering: "I collected detailed information here before entering the Eldo Peninsula, how could there be no 'God of Resurrection, Abundance, and Redemption' at all? The target is the moon god Asin, could it be that Silver Moon Atna is impersonating? His rank has fallen to this extent? Or are people from other forces disguising themselves as gods?"
His face had become a standard Baalil silhouette, standing in the crowd like water droplets falling into the sea, making it impossible to detect and distinguish.
At this time, two young men dressed in simple and plain white robes stepped on the steps in front of the Luna Temple, and the noisy sounds on the riverbank suddenly subsided.
Lucian, who was also carrying a great sword, stopped more than ten meters in front of Nobu, closer to the Solna River flowing below, and said solemnly: "Today, we fight for the glory of the Lord, and we will not die or retreat. Priest Nobu, are you ready?"
Don't die or retreat, these two guys are too confident, right? Hearing this, Nob's worried and fearful emotions also brewed strong anger: "Leviathan, is it you or Francis?"
"As the divine favorant of the great 'God of Resurrection, Abundance, and Redemption', as His precepter and spokesperson in the Solna Valley, a priest of false gods like you is not worthy to duel with me, Francis, let him go to the underworld to repent and accept the just judgment of my Lord." Lucian said whatever he wanted to provoke Nob.
"False God Priest, okay, okay! I want everyone to know who the false god is!" Nobu's arrogance and anger towards "Leviathan" were extremely abnormal, and he even heard the roar of the great moon god in the temple behind him in a trance, "When I kill Francis, I will challenge you, and you are not allowed to refuse this duel!"
Lucian smiled slightly and said: "Priest Nobu, you must remember that the dead cannot challenge them."
"Okay! Wait!" Nobu took a deep breath and suppressed his anger, the most important thing at the moment was to face Francis, not to be teased by the demon Leviathan to lose his mind.
Francis never spoke, and at this time he slowly pulled out his hands from behind and moved forward steadily, staring at Nobu with his eyes: "I will judge you on behalf of my lord!"
"I will punish you on behalf of the great moon god." Nob's dueling words made Lucian's eyelids jump and he almost laughed.
The priest of the War Temple next to him announced in a deep voice: "The duel has begun!"
Francis held the sword in both hands, kicked hard with his right foot, and sprinted in front of Nobu like a gust of wind, and the greatsword swept out, causing the wind to stop abruptly.
Two silver-white moons "emerged" in Nobu's eyes, and layers of light and darkness appeared in front of him, like a dark place under the moonlight at night.
After the giant sword slashed the phantom, it seemed to be lost in the fog and disappeared for a short time.
And Nobu seized the opportunity, and with a finger of the Laurel Scepter, the surrounding temperature suddenly dropped rapidly, and sharp and terrifying ice edges condensed, densely packed like a ball, wrapping Francis inside.
Nobu was actually relieved to see that Francis was a priest of strength, hand-to-hand combat, which may not be able to seriously injure his "invulnerable" body, but it could freeze him, limit his movements, and tilt the scales of victory in his favor.
Facing the ferocious ice ball, Francis showed a smile at the corner of his mouth, the giant sword swept up in the middle, shouted, and slashed heavily, in front of and behind him, on the left and right sides, suddenly two identical "figures" appeared, also with a smile, the same giant sword struck, like nine people working together.
But the giant swords of these nine figures were different, some were entangled with electric light, some were sputtered with green acid, some were flames soaring into the sky, some were dry and rotten, some were colorful, and some were crystal clear and cold, not like phantoms at all.
The ice ridge hit Francis, who did not dodge, and condensed into a solid and heavy layer of ice, but with Francis' impact, the ice instantly cracked countless gaps, turning into pieces of crystal ice chips, and there were no wounds on his body.
The nine figures struck down in unison, hitting Nobu, who had not yet passed the casting buffer and had no time to dodge.
Different lights burst out, and Nobu's body shattered like glass.
In the shadows in the distance, Nobu suddenly came out, the whole person looked extremely embarrassed, and the magic-like magic was thrown out one by one, but Francis was completely unaffected, and broke into him abruptly with eight "phantoms", raised his sword and fell, and was about to kill him.
"Lightning, acid, fire, wither, toxin, ice, death, mental shock...... Strong resistance to magic and magic...... This is indeed Hydra's ability......" Lucian, who was on the sidelines, focused on analyzing Francis' bloodline and strength level, "...... Only showed the ability of a rank seven heavenly knight, but there must be some reservations, it was initially estimated to be rank eight...... The eighth-level Hydra bloodline knights, the nobles of various countries can be excluded, and the knightly forces of the Northland and the Fallen Knights of the Dark Mountains can also be excluded.
Except for the incognito part of the Night Watch team and the members of the False God Church similar to the Night Watch organization, the other eighth-level Sky Knights' information, the Magic Council has more or less information, even if it is not very detailed, the specific bloodline is still recorded, so Lucian compared and did not find anyone who matched the characteristics of Francis' strength and bloodline.
Ramiro on the other side suddenly became solemn: "Is it him?"
"What a powerful divine blood person, the 'God of Resurrection, Abundance, and Redemption' is not a false god......" Seeing Nob dying under Francis' greatsword, many "priests" hiding in the crowd muttered to themselves, their thoughts changing complicatedly.
Roar! The Solna River suddenly roared wildly, setting off a huge wave more than ten meters high, like a tide pulled by the moon and slapping towards Francis.
The moon god Axin finally couldn't help it!
Lucian did not delay, ran quickly, controlled his speed to a level close to that of a formal knight, and after just a few seconds, he ran behind the cliff where the tide was not affected and threw it towards the Solna River below.
Francis leaned back, and the eight phantoms made the same movement, as if a nine-headed snake was spitting into the sky, lightning, flames, acid poison, etc. fused together, turning into a pitch-black wave, colliding with the tide.
Hydra is just as good at controlling the flow of water!
A clear glow like moonlight lit up, and a white-bearded old man holding a scimitar suddenly appeared behind Francis, his body was full of clear brilliance, which was the human image of Ah Xin.
As soon as Ah Xin's scimitar was cut out, his eyes suddenly froze, and a deep and dark energy long sword that seemed to be able to destroy the world fell from the sky and slashed towards his back.
"The remnants of Afandor have taken refuge in El?" He was shocked and angry, and recognized that this was Jacob, the high priest of Afandor, while the defensive spells he blessed on his body were aimed at the realms of resurrection, fertility, and redemption!
Lucian didn't know what the battle was like above, but before falling into the river, he heard El's indifferent and lofty voice: "I command you, death!"
The river overflowed his body, and the mottled turquoise stone beads in his right hand brought fresh air, and Lucian did not go down the river, but walked upstream like a fish.
A little bit of cool light drifted from Axin's body and was taken away by Francis, who was entangled in him. Just as El was about to make persistent efforts to completely kill Asin, a long arrow with no brilliance suddenly flashed in front of El, piercing him with terrifying power!
"You false god!" A terrifying roar came from inside the War Temple.
It was actually the Lord of War who took action himself! His true body was not in the Angnorma Empire, and he didn't know when he arrived in the Solna Valley!
What attracts Him here?
It has been changed.
(End of this chapter)