Chapter 898 Gretel, Do You Want to See a Legendary Battle?

The Holy See bishops and archbishops looked down from high in the sky and studied silently.

There are specialties in the arts. If you are a magician, especially a conjuration magician who specializes in the direction of space, you can roughly estimate where the portal leads to, how big it is, and what it can pass through from the breath coming from the fluctuations in space. Such an existence——

However, the only thing that the servants of the Lord of Glory can get is that this portal is very, very strong. The existence that can pass through is very powerful. It is estimated that the legendary mage can pass through several...

"How about it?"

Bishop Cassino asked. The crowd fell silent, and then more than a dozen eyes were uniformly directed at a black-clothed bishop from the Inquisition.

This bishop is not a clergyman, strictly speaking, not a priest, but a magician. Although under the rule of the Glorious Holy See, studying magic is against the law and will be burned at the stake, there are always other exceptions within the Holy See.

This black-clothed bishop was trained by the Inquisition since he was a child. He is known as "To defeat the enemy, you must understand the enemy." And his teacher was a magician who committed a crime, escaped from the Kingdom of Kent to the mainland, and was taken in by the Inquisition...

The black-clothed bishop stared at the hill with dark eyes, as if he wanted to drill a hole into it. I really want to, I really want to rush to the heart of the mountain and study it carefully...

He observed, sensed, and calculated subconsciously. Circle the thumb of your right hand and go one by one along the pads of your index finger, middle finger, ring finger, and little finger. Then comes the first knuckle of the index finger, the first knuckle of the middle finger...

"If you want to know more precise information, you have to get closer."

"How close?"

"The closer, the better." The black-clothed bishop replied subconsciously, leaning forward and stretching his neck. Looking at the posture, it seemed as if he was flying in the air. He could also lose his balance and turn around in a circle with his head down and his feet up:

"The best thing is to fall onto that hill, or even get into the heart of the mountain."

"That's definitely not possible." Bishop Cassino shook his head without thinking. Of course it doesn't matter if they fly high in the sky to watch. Even if there are a few people below who can fly, they won't dare to take off and fight with them; however, if they fall to the ground...

The Dutch Resistance Army is nearby!

The defenders in the city of Ostend tried their best to charge, but they couldn't do it!

Long arrows, alchemical crossbows, javelins thrown by masters, and things called "artillery", all covered in a wave, even they will inevitably suffer some losses!

Right now, several alchemy crossbows below have turned to the air, staring eagerly. If a few of them alone were not too easy to avoid, they might have been launched.

"You can estimate it right here." Holy See Cassino said in a stern tone:

"Based on your estimation here, what kind of existence can this space fluctuation pass through?"

"It's hard to say, it's still growing." The black bishop shook his head:

"If you grow to the strongest level, it is not impossible to pass one or even several legends..."

Bishop Cassino and the archbishops present collectively lowered their heads and subconsciously crossed the Holy Emblem. Legend, that is a legend!

Legendary mage, legendary priest, legendary warrior - the latter are generally called "paladins" or "sword masters". All in all, compared to ordinary humans, legends are a leap in the essence of existence, and their strength, mental power, and even life span will be greatly increased.

Whether on the mainland or among pagans, there is a common saying that the difference between legends and legends is the difference between humans and ants.

If a legendary mage arrives, they will either return to the church collectively and rely on the church's magical array and holy power reserves to compete, or they will have no choice but to call for reinforcements. And if you want to prevent them from being present——

"Is there any way to interrupt this transmission?" Bishop Cassino stared at the black bishop with a stern tone. The black-clothed bishop lowered his head and thought for a while, with a grimace on his face:

"The teleportation array that allows legends to pass through is too much beyond my ability. And they are not allowed to get close. The only thing I can think of is to use large-scale magical attacks...but..."

However, the holy magic of the Holy See has strong attack power against people but weak attack power against objects. What are the laws and orders to shock, the laws and orders to immobilize, and even the laws and orders to kill, they are all accurate, difficult to withstand and difficult to avoid, and they can also brainwash people on a large scale and turn them into believers in an instant;

But if you want to peel off a layer of skin on the hill and then kill the teleportation array, the efficiency is very difficult to describe. Compared with the opponent directly turning fossils into mud, turning mud into stone, and bombarding them with all kinds of indiscriminate attacks, the difficulty of casting the magic spell is at least one level higher!

"Everyone, let's try it first."

The Holy Bishop of Cassino coughed lightly, raised a little height, and the leader half-knelt in the air and prayed softly. A group of archbishops looked at each other and could only pray along. Soon, a continuous white light flashed on them and shot down one after another.

"They're attacking."

"Attempting to attack."

In the camp of the Dutch resistance army, two magicians raised their telescopes and observed intently. After a while, they looked at each other and raised the corners of their mouths:

"The attack is ineffective."

"Of course, we specially chose this hilltop. The rocks underneath...ahem..."

"There are two layers of defense added to that hole!"

"It definitely can't be opened like this. Will they be able to use great magic?"

"Do you want to add fuel to their fire?"

"No need, right? That thing at the bottom can grow slowly..."

"Speaking of that thing, hahahaha...hahahahahaha..."

The two looked at each other and smiled sullenly. In the sky, the Bishop of Cassino, whose attack was ineffective, stood still for another half an hour, feeling the fluctuations getting stronger and stronger, and finally frowned and turned around:

"Come here, activate the Great Divine Magic Array, scan as far away as possible, and see if there are any energy fluctuations around you that have a large reaction;

Send people to patrol the central line of the strait to detect energy-intensive reactions and personnel-intensive reactions;

Let the cathedrals prepare, communicate with the lords, and be ready to start a city-wide prayer ceremony at any time..."

If it doesn't work, I'll try my best to use the divine descending technique to eliminate the legendary mage who came from across the sky and hasn't started attacking yet!

The magicians are taking action, and the priests are trying to deal with it. In Nevis City, Gretel was carrying a heavy-duty jacket with heavy-duty materials on his back, sweating all over his body, and running around the practice field.

"Grete, work harder! I made something delicious for you! Apple pie! Chestnut cake! Egg tarts! You can come over and eat after you finish running!"

Aurora shouted from the side. After he returned from the battlefield, he had completed the mandatory obligations of the council and no longer had to practice fighting as hard as Gretel. While happily doing experiments every day, I actually learned to make a bunch of food to satisfy Gretel!

You will gain weight like this!

"Uh...cough!" Gretel was distracted, his breathing became chaotic, and his ribs instantly began to hurt. He had to put his fist against his right rib and try to regulate his breathing:

What’s the use of making delicious food! I'm so exhausted that even after I finish running, I can only lie there and vomit acid water! Also for sweets, these are so sweet and sweet that I can’t even eat one bite!

One lap!

Two laps!

Three laps!

The heavy-duty clothing with added materials is so heavy to carry! In addition to physical weight-bearing, this crap thing also has gravity spells, right?

"What's so delicious about dessert! The boss spends so much money just to eat meat! Eat meat!"

Bernard fanned the flames. It was true that he fanned the flames and set up a two-meter-long oven on which he grilled lamb skewers, lamb chops, lamb kidneys, chicken wings, and fish...

...Thank you, this is not necessary. Grete was so tired that he could hardly roll his eyes: he was very exhausted after physical exercise, and it was really necessary to consume a lot of high-quality protein for muscle growth. But eating so much?

Just the way the grill is dripping with oil, the fat you eat is more than the protein!

"Boss, don't be afraid of being tired! After today's training, I'll give you a massage! I promise to loosen every muscle in your body!"

Bernard shouted, waving a handful of mutton skewers. The mutton kebab was as long as his arm, and the pieces of mutton on it were as thick as a small fist. After shouting, he took a bite and the meat juice flowed down the corner of his mouth. Gretel couldn't even sigh:

Bernard, I know you mean well, but you... I feel like my whole body has been torn apart after being massaged by you. I might as well be in pain for a few days!

He finally finished the prescribed ten laps, dragged his heavy steps to the edge of the training ground and took off his heavy-duty clothes. A wooden sword was put into his hand. Old Morgan did not relax and stood in front of him:

"Don't stop, go up the mountain to fight! Your strength is already very close to that of the knight! Work harder and try to break through this level today!"

Gretel: "..."

Ten days ago, no, twenty days ago, no, a month ago, I heard you say this. Rush, rush, rush, rush to this day, I am still beaten by you, knights and other things are far away...

When will I be free, no, when will I be able to advance...

"Don't be distracted!"

"Watch your step!"

"Be aware of your surroundings! Be aware of immersing yourself in nature as a whole!"

"Snapped!"

"Little Grete, haven't you finished practicing yet?" At some point, a figure with a swaying long skirt appeared on the side of the training field. Aurora stood up quickly and moved a chair diligently. Bernard moved the grill to the downwind direction. Cerira happily handed over a skewer of mutton:

"Senior sister, he hasn't done it yet! He said it was just recently, very recently, it's been almost a month and he still hasn't made a breakthrough! It's so slow~~~"

As he spoke, he made a bossy face. Senior Sister Philby chuckled and took the meat skewers, cut them on a silver plate with a knife, then picked them up with a silver fork and tasted them slowly. After eating two pieces, he hooked his fingers, and a thin wisp of wind carried the voice and sent it to Gretel's ear at the right time:

"Little Grete, do you want to see a legendary battle? If you can advance to the knight level in these two days, senior sister will take you to see it~~~"

Gretel stumbled. With a "pop" sound, Old Morgan struck his ribs with a wooden sword, knocking him down directly.

"It seems there is no hope." Senior Sister sighed:

"Serila, otherwise, why don't you put some pressure on him?"

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