Chapter 507: The Descent of the

"Hmph!" Medici glanced sideways at Amon, "Do you guess that I'm guessing or not?"

After that, he said nothing more, stood up, and walked outside the camp.

And the moment Medici walked out of the camp, this entire army fell silent; if the army before could be said to be scattered, composed of individuals.

Then the army now was a single entity, with only one will.

Medici looked out; at this moment, everything within his sight was his enemy, whether it was those ordinary soldiers or those True Gods looking down at him from the Astral World!

"All forces, attack! Level Feynapot within a day!"

Medici's voice was as resonant and high-spirited as clashing steel, and under his will, an iron legion moved with a boom, charging across the land and launching the strongest offensive against Feynapot!

"Enemy attack!" The Feynapot army discovered the movements of the Solomon camp side at the first moment, and shrill alarm whistles resounded through the sky.

The Feynapot army was mainly composed of the Castiya Family's army and the army of the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom.

Within such an army, the "wisdom" that embodied tactics was especially prominent, and its strongest means were modern tactics implemented in coordination with "Mystery weakened, Reality strengthened."

"Mystery is weakened here, Reality is strengthened!" An Angel of the Castiya Family descended directly into the battlefield, instantly weakening the Beyonder combat power of all the attacking armies.

And the Feynapot side used improved artillery and firearms, weapons of war that even ordinary people could use, at the first moment.

It was just that the forces involved in this war were truly too many, and Medici's all-out attack this time ignited the fuse of the powder keg, and the battlefield exploded directly...

The Loen army reacted at the first moment and simultaneously launched an attack on Feynapot.

Feynapot occupied the geographical advantage, but the lethality of the two major armies was truly too terrifying; Feynapot soon fell into a disadvantage, almost being beaten one-sidedly.

And the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom also extremely decisively began a battle of Angels, pushing this war to a terrifying degree.

"I am here." A middle-aged man wearing noble attire, dressed extremely solemnly, with majesty in his eyes, appeared above the battlefield.

His appearance even caused the battlefield to fall into silence.

The first reason for this was the powerful Rule power on him, which almost weakened the mysterious power below the Angel level to the bottom.

The second reason was his identity.

Few people knew his name anymore; when the world addressed him, they all used "Castiya" instead.

His status was equivalent to William Augustus of Loen; he was the Founder of Feynapot and the ancestor of the Castiya Family.

At the same time, he was also the Sequence 1 "Hand of Order" of the Judge pathway.

"Which of you wants this Characteristic on me?" This Angel had absolutely no self-awareness of being trapped in the quagmire of war; instead, he looked majestically toward the directions of the Solomon Empire and Loen, as if reprimanding subjects who had made a mistake.

The "Hand of Order" Characteristic on him was the last Characteristic that had not yet been obtained by William Augustus.

Whether for the Augustus Family or the Solomon Family, his importance was self-evident.

Even this war was for the sake of killing him and obtaining that Characteristic, but there was only one Characteristic—who would get it?!

Castiya's appearance directly laid everything out, causing the cooperative stance between the Solomon Empire and Loen to break down immediately.

After all, the two had irreconcilable contradictions; with just a little guidance, the current situation in Feynapot would have been much better.

"So you think I would stop? Or go eat Augustus as you wish?" Medici appeared above the army, carrying the momentum and power of the entire legion; as soon as he appeared, he completely suppressed Castiya.

"Of course I dare not presume to guess the thoughts of the Red Angel." Castiya's pupils shrank as he looked at Medici. "Heh." Medici had no intention of wasting words and placed his hand on his blood-colored war sword.

Swish!

Silently, the wind and clouds changed, and the entire battlefield fell into a terror like the end of the world.

"Kill!" Medici's legion let out a heaven-shaking battle cry, directly charging through the "Mystery weakened" domain.

Their will was even able to forcibly twist the celestial phenomena!

"I naturally dare not fight the Red Angel face-to-face." Castiya understood the gap between himself and the strongest King of Angels, so he chickened out very quickly.

"So it is me." A strange voice appeared on the battlefield.

Medici's body shook, and he turned his head abruptly to look at the source of the voice.

Gray-white was spreading, and the black clouds surging in the sky seemed to have a real texture at this moment.

"Cheek?!" Medici's voice carried some doubt and confusion.

As a competitor of an adjacent pathway, in the Third Epoch, Medici had exchanged blows with the "Primordial" more than once, so he was naturally familiar with this voice.

"Just a God-Descending Vessel." Medici's eyes seemed to burst with real light, piercing through Space and seeing that Witch.

On a small hill outside the battlefield, the Pope of the Witch Sect led three Demigods to set up a ritual array to pray for a bestowal.

One of the Witch Demigods walked into it calmly and took out a Sapphire Ring.

This was the Ring that had been worn on Trissy's hand ever since she was chosen!

Klein, outside the battlefield, had his pupils shrink as he looked at Trissy; he had actually overlooked this Ring!

The essence of this Ring was a relic of the "Primordial Witch," and it was uncertain whether the corresponding Characteristic existed inside it.

And now, Trissy's own level was only higher than this Ring, and she no longer needed it to adorn herself at all.

Klein's attention had been on Trissy before, so he had overlooked it.

"I am the best God-Descending Vessel, but not the only God-Descending Vessel." Trissy explained.

"It's just that this method consumes too much; every time it can only last for a very short time, and its price is one Demigod."

"'Primordial' seemed to have foreseen your appearance long ago; you are here to stop me, and I am also here to lock you down." Trissy apologized to Klein gently.

That Demigod in the array pressed the Ring against her glabella with the most pious posture.

This Ring melted like metal, flowing into the Witch's head in a half-real, half-illusory state.

Three seconds later, the Witch Demigod opened her eyes, which were pitch black.

Her hair rose up strand by strand, all becoming as thick as small snakes; their outer layers were slick and evil, and their tips were either embedded with black-and-white distinct eyeballs or had grown heads like venomous snakes, mouths slightly agape, flicking their tongues.

The Witch Demigod had died, and replacing her was the consciousness of the "Primordial Witch"!

The pitch-black eyes looked toward the battlefield, seeing Medici, who was wearing battle armor and holding a war sword.

She could only exist for a very short time, but it was already enough.

(End of chapter)