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#1183 - Chapter 1183 Faith and War
"Damn it, we can't hold on anymore."
"Lady Liz, please bestow upon us the grace from the endless abyss, grant us more reinforcements!"
In Wu Wei's Colony Prime, a fallen believer, his arm half-severed, prayed to the lewd yet beautiful image of the Fallen Angel Liz on a damaged war chariot.
He pleaded for the great Fallen Angel to grant him sufficient mercy.
Opposite him, countless ragged but determined God-Servants were braving the endless barrage, surging into his lines.
In an instant, before the fallen believer could finish his prayer, a God-Servant wielding a long blade charged forward, cleaving the fallen believer's head.
The battlefield prayers ceased.
Replaced by the ecstatic roar of the God-Servant.
And with the roar of this God-Servant, a wisp of divine blessing instantly descended upon him.
Then, to the God-Servant's delight, he discovered that his wounds were healing at a rate of seconds.
His body, too, grew stronger and stronger with the descent of the divine blessing.
But alas.
On the battlefield, a moment's distraction was enough to cost one's life.
The instant after this God-Servant received the divine grace, a dark, deep muzzle, hundreds of meters away, unleashed the fury of the abyss upon him.
"Pfft!"
A crudely made bullet, carrying filthy rust, pierced the warrior's head.
The human fallen believer wielding the gun breathed a sigh of relief, used his third hand to stow the gun, then jumped out of the trench, fleeing without looking back.
The reason was simple.
He knew his position was now exposed.
He had to escape as quickly as possible before the other God-Servants caught him.
Even if the distance between him and the God-Servants was hundreds of meters.
Sure enough, just as the human fallen believer fled the trench, dozens of God-Servants, empowered by divine grace, rushed towards the human fallen believer with an exaggeratedly absurd speed, raising the weapons in their hands.
In this situation, the fallen human believer showed no fear.
He simply frowned, leaped back slightly, and dodged the first blow.
Then.
Before the enemy's attack arrived, he drew the dagger from his waist and lunged back at them.
With escape hopeless, he resolutely chose to fight a desperate battle to the death.
Even if the enemy outnumbered him several times over!
At the same time, he loudly called out the name of the Fallen Angel Louis.
"Angel of Wrath, witness me!"
Unlike the lazy Liz.
Almost the instant the human fallen believer roared, the fallen power from Louis descended upon the fallen believer.
The lofty her noticed the prayer of this humble warrior.
Several black and red rays of light swept across the fallen believer's body, increasing his attack speed several times over.
He, who could not keep up with the opponent's speed before, suddenly surpassed them.
But just as he easily slit the throat of the first God-Servant with the dagger in his hand.
Another knight, shouting the name of God, punched him in the face, knocking him to the ground, his knight's longsword piercing his chest, ending his life on the spot.
Then, this knight prepared himself to welcome a new round of divine grace....
But the changes on the battlefield plunged his destiny into a cycle.
A Fallen Chosen, personally blessed by the Fallen Angel Liz, flashed out of the shadows and twisted the necks of this knight and all his companions.
The Fallen Chosen, like a beast entering a flock of sheep, unleashed a terrifying slaughter.
Similarly, before this Fallen Abyss carried out the slaughter, he also offered his prayers and loyalty to the dark and fallen world will!
Until....
The Child of God, radiating light and holiness, descended.
"....."
At the top of the vast plane, the Fallen Angel Liz and the Fallen Angel Louis indifferently watched everything that happened on the battlefield.
This battlefield was now completely plunged into a vortex of faith.
The fallen ones who sang the name of the dark abyss, and the God-Servants who loudly chanted holy blessings, like black and white pieces on a chessboard, constantly devoured and slaughtered each other.
Now, their killing was no longer a purely military operation, but a life-and-death battle of faith against faith.
However, in the eyes of these two Fallen Angels.
From beginning to end, they did not believe that they could win the battle in this plane.
Because.....
"Your Eminence Archbishop, how long will it take for our Child of God to grow to accommodate the descent of the True God?"
In the depths of the plane, in the church, an archbishop slowly raised her head.
She slowly held out three fingers.
This war of faith was just an appetizer before the descent of the True God!
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