Chapter 017: The Archangel Legion

At that moment, Fischer also appeared from a corner of the grand hall.
“Pope Sir, with the Archangel Legion and the Angelic Battle Formation at the Light God’s disposal, I think Du Fan has come here only to seek death,” Fischer said harshly.
“My child, don’t be so optimistic,” the Pope said seriously after hearing Fischer’s words and suddenly opened his eyes.
“Could it be that Du Fan has an army capable of fighting against the Archangel Legion?” Fischer asked in confusion.
“I don’t know either.”
“Has Du Fan acquired experts who can rival the Supreme God?” Fischer asked again.
“I still don’t know,” the Pope shook his head again. “But when I used the Great Prophecy Magic to predict the outcome of the war, I found that our side doesn’t hold any advantage.”
“Could it be that Du Fan’s power has grown to such an extent?” Fischer frowned. “If that’s the case, it wouldn’t be a loss for me, Fischer, to be defeated by him!”
“My child, don’t overthink it. As his heir, even if the gods themselves wanted to kill you, it wouldn’t be easy,” the Pope suddenly said.
Hearing this, Fischer gave a mysterious smile.
“Pope Sir, rest assured. As long as I, Fischer, am alive, I will protect the Light God’s lineage on this continent.”
“Good, child. With that divine artifact in your hands, I think the decisive battle will depend on you after all,” the Pope said.
“I’ll surely do my best!” Fischer replied earnestly.
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After Du Fan stopped his vanguard from pursuing, the rear troops gradually arrived.
As Du Fan’s troops set up camp, a rumbling sound suddenly came from the sky.
“Du Fan, I am the Pope of the Holy Church. I formally issue you a challenge. In two days, at 3 p.m., by the banks of the Saint Paul River, beneath the City of Light, I will lead my army and wait for you!”
“Great! Since the Pope has challenged me, I, Du Fan, will definitely arrive on time! And remember to bring Fischer along—during the battle, I want to kill him myself!” Through the magic of sound amplification, Du Fan’s voice carried far away.
“Very well! Let the grudges between our church and you be resolved in this great battle!” The Pope’s voice also reached afar.
“In that case, Pope Sir, please go back. Prepare well for the decisive battle in two days!” Du Fan said again.
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Two days later, when Du Fan arrived at the banks of the Saint Paul River, beneath the City of Light, at 10 a.m., the Holy Church’s army had also arrived.

Although the battle was scheduled to start at 3 p.m., preparations had to be made in advance. From a distance, the Holy See’s army was mostly clad in white armor and white robes—even their horses were white! “Preparing so many white warhorses isn’t an easy task at all!” Du Fan thought to himself. Soon, 3 p.m. arrived. With the mournful sounds of trumpets from both sides, the armies began to slowly approach each other. Leading the Holy See’s army were the Sacred Knights—nearly 200,000 knights charging boldly toward Du Fan’s forces! On the high stands, the Pope and other high-ranking officials of the Holy See sat watching. Facing the massive cavalry force of the Holy See, Du Fan sent out an army of 100,000 infantry, which left these officials deeply puzzled. Using infantry to confront cavalry was nothing short of suicide! Moreover, these infantrymen were armed with short sticks that resembled clubs. Du Fan’s men knew well that these were newly developed magic spears by the dwarf race, now shaped like modern pistols. The 100,000 troops advanced rapidly. When they were still over a kilometer away from the Holy See’s cavalry, the infantry finally stopped. They formed a long line, with the front ranks crouching down. “Speed up! Break through quickly!” the Pope suddenly ordered. As soon as he spoke, the cavalry accelerated and charged toward Du Fan’s forces. When they were still 500 meters away from the infantry, loud noises began to echo. To the Holy See officials on the stands, these sounds resembled the crackling of fried beans. As these noises arose, the knights at the forefront fell off their horses one after another. As they hit the ground, blood continued to flow from their bodies. Seeing this, the Pope stood up abruptly. “What exactly are those infantrymen holding?” he asked suddenly. “I don’t know, but it looks like miniature magic cannons,” said one of the Holy See officials with a frown. “Good, very good!” Hearing this, the Pope suddenly calmed down. “Send in the magic warriors!” he ordered.

Soon, at the Pope’s command, a force of nearly 50,000 infantry rushed forward. The knights moved to both flanks.
Those infantrymen in heavy armor began running at full speed! Despite their heavy armor, they moved as if they were ordinary people!
“Demonic warriors!” said an elder of the elves.
Even before the decisive battle, Du Fan had learned about many special troops of the Church from various sources.
Hearing that demonic warriors were being deployed, Du Fan immediately changed his tactics. The infantrymen wielding magic spears quickly withdrew and were replaced by cavalry!
But at this moment, the Holy Knights did not retreat to their camp but instead attacked Du Fan’s forces from both flanks!
“Gryphon archers, together with the Black Panther Knights, attack from both sides!” ordered Du Fan.
Upon his command, the Black Panther Knights and Gryphon archers split into two groups and charged at the Holy Knights from the left and right.
“Your Holiness, it’s better to focus on summoning the Archangel Corps! The warriors of the dwarves and the elf archers are far too strong—ordinary soldiers can’t withstand them,” said a high-ranking Church official.
“Very well, initiate the summoning ritual!” the Pope said suddenly, closing his eyes.
……
In the city of Light, a huge square was filled with young boys and girls, all appearing to be around twelve or thirteen years old. These were the 10,000 boys and 10,000 girls mentioned by Stard.
Surrounding them were nearly a thousand priests!
“The Pope commands—the ritual begins!” a voice suddenly rang out.
Hearing this, the priests present began praying incessantly!
Soon, something strange appeared in the sky above that area. It seemed as though there was an invisible force drawing energy from the young boys and girls! If anyone could see it, they would notice streams of white energy being drawn away from each of them!
The boys and girls’ spirits gradually weakened, and soon some of them collapsed to the ground!
Once one collapsed, it spread like an epidemic—more and more people fell to the ground silently!
Soon, a huge vortex appeared in the sky, from which groups of angels wielding long swords flew out!

“Believers of the God of Light, you have offered such pure souls. Is there some problem that cannot be solved, requiring our intervention?” said an angel with eight wings behind them proudly.
“Respect the Archangel. There, the faithful followers of the God of Light are fighting against a group of heretics, a bunch of demons! May the glory of the God of Light allow you, noble angels, to help us defeat those demons!” said a priest loudly.
“Follow me to take a look!” the eight-winged angel shouted and headed straight in the direction indicated by the priest!
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“Angels, angels! They’ve summoned the Archangel Army!” Lambowan suddenly exclaimed loudly.
In the direction of the City of Light, a large number of angels flapping their wings were flying rapidly toward this side!
“Damn it! They chose this place for the decisive battle, using the City of Light as a cover to secretly summon the Archangel Army?” Du Fan said fiercely.
With a twist of his wrist, a white whistle appeared in Du Fan’s hand.
He put the whistle to his mouth and blew hard. Immediately, a sharp sound pierced the sky and headed toward an unknown place.
“Those above the divine level, go confront them!” Du Fan roared loudly.
Soon, those above the divine level on Du Fan’s side took to the air and rushed at the Archangel Army in the sky. The Archangel Army covered the sky—thousands strong!
The appearance of thousands of divine-level experts immediately boosted the morale of the Church side!
“Send orders to launch an attack at the front line!” the Pope suddenly said loudly. As soon as the Pope spoke, this noble figure also floated down from the platform and soared through the air toward Du Fan’s camp!
While flying, Du Fan formulated a battle plan to deal with the Archangel Army.
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Soon, the group of divine-level experts led by Du Fan was not far from the Archangel Army.
The first to act was Naixiu. After equipping the set of the Elf King, she quickly fired fifteen shots of her Elf King Arrow technique!
After ascending to the divine level, the conditions for Naixiu to use the Elf King Arrow technique were greatly reduced. There were no longer any limits on the number of shots she could fire. However, given her strength, firing fifteen arrows in one go was already her limit. She needed half an hour to rest and recover before having the energy to use the technique again.
At the divine level, the waters of the Fountain of Life no longer had the effect of restoring stamina and energy.

After fifteen Elven King Arrows were shot, they swept away the lives of fifteen angels in a storm-like onslaught. The highest-ranking angels in this army had only eight wings, equivalent to mid-tier gods. Nayshu’s Elven King Arrows, capable of killing mid-tier gods, instantly claimed the lives of those fifteen angels!
Through the Eternal Bow and the spells released by the Elven King Ring, the divine power used had long been transformed into the magical energy of the Elven King Arrows. Thus, Nayshu didn’t need to worry about being transported to the divine realm due to the leakage of divine power.
Nayshu’s sudden attack stunned those angels!
These angels could never have imagined that there existed someone on the continent who could kill fifteen angels at once!
This was exactly the effect Du Fan wanted!
To buy time—time until the Ancient Dragon Emperor led his ancient dragon army arrived!
After a tense standoff of over ten seconds, at the shout of that eight-winged angel, thousands of archangel troops continued to charge at the god-tier experts led by Du Fan!