"Kabala, how long will it be?" Ms. Gelteng looked at the mess here and couldn't help but ask.

"Come on!" Kabbalah took the time to answer in his busy schedule. "It will be better for a while."

"...How long is this 'for a while'? Give me the exact time!" Orion Goerteng scholar, who has been a lord of the Count of Gelteng for many years, is very sensitive to numbers, hears this vague Answer, suddenly a little unhappy, the tone is also a bit heavy.

"According to their work efficiency, there are twenty-seven minutes and thirty-three seconds to complete the summoning. According to the enemy's combat power, we can start the battle after twelve minutes, and we can ensure that the front line is stable and will not fail." Another crisp and confident voice answered.

Olean stunned and turned to look at it, and the lion's gaze was on.

In the four eyes, her heart suddenly surprised.

(This look...not a general god!)

As a legendary strongman, Orion Golteng's strength is far above most of the summoned mass-produced gods. Even if the elite gods are inside, there are many who are not worthy of her. After all, human beings are not gods. , being summoned, the strength will always be reduced. But the **** ambassador that she had never seen before had the momentum that gave her a glimpse of her heart. It was not an ordinary person.

"What does this **** call?"

"lion."

Orion frowned and nodded, confirming her identity.

As a voter of the **** of knowledge, she knows a lot of intelligence that ordinary people cannot know, including the list of elite gods.

At the end of the list, there are two newly added names some time ago, one of which is the "Lion."

She knows that the list is not listed in terms of strength and weakness, but in the order of creating these gods under the void mask—for example, the top “Lexington” is the first elite he created. God makes.

According to her impression, after the creation of many elite gods, the Void Mask has already ended this matter. But some time ago, He created two gods.

Needless to say, these two gods must have special abilities, which are completely different from the previous elite gods.

She is not sure what the other side has, but since the other party dares to say "can fight after twelve minutes," it is certainly certain.

So she smiled and told me: "Follow it again. After twelve minutes, we will start counterattack!"

Because the priests who had fallen completely under the wind and had some low morale suddenly felt a great spirit, even the voice of prayer was a bit bigger.

In the world of spells, faith is power. When their morale is low, the power of the joint magic is also reduced; and when their morale is re-emerged, the power of the joint magic is greatly enhanced. Although it is not enough to save the disadvantages, it has at least regained some points.

On the position of the gods of the aristocratic **** church, frowning in the big main sacrifice that can be used to illuminate the night.

"It’s weird... Where is the confidence of the group of nerds?”

She had already followed him when the **** of the aristocracy had not sealed the gods. She has lived for five hundred years now and has experienced countless ups and downs. She has already sharpened her sharp eyes. At this moment, as soon as you look at it, you can see that the Church of Knowledge is suddenly full of morale, so that even the power of the magic is enhanced.

But this makes her wonder, morale is naturally from confidence, where can confidence come from?

Could it be... the **** of knowledge wants God to fall?

She secretly pondered and felt that it was not impossible. The Church of Knowledge does not have a top-notch master. The legendary powerhouse is only one of the voters, Orion Gouldeng. If you don’t rely on the **** of knowledge, you can’t face the aristocratic church with nine legendary powers. hit.

It is not easy to cultivate or conquer a legendary strongman. By contrast, it is much easier to cultivate some saints who can sense and accommodate divine power. The church of the gods who want to come to knowledge must have brought in more than one saint and son, that is, how many incarnations of the **** of knowledge are prepared to drop?

Thinking of this, she could not help but sneer.

By relying on the method of descending God, even if it is a powerful god, the avatar that is lowered will not be very strong, and the sky is equivalent to the general legendary powerhouse. If the Holy Son who is able to sacred God is killed, then the incarnation that was brought down with the gods is also annihilated. This is not a negligible loss for any god.

This time she brought the top masters of the entire aristocratic church, that is, to rely on the advantages of high-end force, to force the **** of knowledge to lower the incarnation to confront. When you want to play more and less, as long as you annihilate one or two incarnations, it is enough to reinvent the **** of knowledge.

To reinvent a hostile deity, this credit can be no small feat, it is worth her to take some thoughts and take some risks.

The legendary powerhouses next to them are also well-informed, and the great sacrifice can be seen, and of course they can see it. The two silent warriors will naturally not speak, but the old, middle, and young people have already talked.

The first person to speak is a middle-aged person: "It seems that the **** of knowledge is going to lower the incarnation."

"I just don't know if I will drop a few." The old man said.

"The medium divine power can only drop a maximum of nine, and it is like the squatting of ours that has reached the peak of the middle of the gods. With the **** of knowledge, it is estimated that five or six days are top." The middle-aged man carefully analyzed, "five The six saints of the Son of God, plus Orion Golteng, to the captains... As long as we are not careless, the win is sure to win. The only question is, can we kill several incarnations? ”

"It's hard to say..." Although the watch looks the youngest, the "youth" who is actually the leader of the trio sighed. "You have to know that the key to the problem is not whether we can win, but Can we kill the incarnation of the **** of knowledge... or to be more straightforward, is it that 'we' can kill to his incarnation, and... can you kill a few?"

His meaning was quite clear, so that the two silent legendary soldiers could not help but glance at him coldly.

He is here to slap two old friends, and then cooperate with him and grab the head together!

"Three, consider these for a while." The great sacrifice of the aristocratic **** smiled slightly. "I think, wait until we defeat their position and really take advantage of it. Let's talk about it."

As she said, she turned to look at the position of the Church of Knowledge, a powerful spell that was confronted over the position, and countless rays twisted, collided, and torn, constantly making sharp and harsh sounds.

There is no doubt that her subordinates have the upper hand.

And... this situation has been going on for a while. If the believers who are not the gods of knowledge suddenly have a strong morale, they should have defeated each other's power positions and won the victory.

She couldn't help but frown a little, but then stretched out.

Even if you can't beat your morale, you can't beat it, you can only drag it for a while.

Since she can win sooner or later, she doesn't mind waiting a little longer.

The three-person group that was debunked in front of the face was laughing and laughing, and there was no such thing as a slight embarrassment.

After living a few hundred years old, their skins have long been honed as thick as a city wall.

They no longer speak, but they use eye contact, discussion and wait until they start, how to try to kill the incarnation of the **** of knowledge, how to try to grab the merits.

Just... Whether they are good or the Lord's sacrifice, they think things are too beautiful, too much of course...