Chapter 696: Soldiers at the City Walls II

“The Holy Light Empire is arriving so soon?”

Merlin thought carefully and found that it had not been seven days yet. It had only been six days. The Holy Light Empire was fast.

“Alright, my preparations are almost complete. I’ll be ready right away!”

The eighth prince nodded. He saw the mining robots and laughed. “I didn’t expect Wizard Merlin to be a master alchemist!”

He left after saying that. The royal family still had many issues for him to take care of. They could not do without him as the King.

Merlin released a deep breath after the eighth price left and looked at the warship in the ring. He found that the energy bar was already nearing eighty-nine percent. He would definitely be able to accumulate one hundred percent of energy before the arrival of the Holy Light Empire.

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In the Imperial City, the perimeter of the city had been shrouded by a Runic Magic Circle. Fortunately, this did not cause a stir in the Imperial City because ordinary people in the Imperial City had already left. The ones who had temporarily took refuge in the Imperial City and could stay here were all Spell Casters that were gathered from all sorts of places.

Whether it was Ozmu from the south, Wizards from the northern Spell Caster world, people from the Kurdmansla Islands, or from the northern Subzero Snowfield, there were Spell Casters coming from everywhere continuously and gathering.

There was about to be a decisive battle between the entire Spell Caster world and the Holy Light empire in front of the Imperial City. Spell Casters were the dominant force in the Kingdom of Blackmoon. The royal family’s previous defeat had already made the Spell Casters feel slightly threatened.

They felt especially threatened by what the Holy Light Empire did after entering the Kingdom of Blackmoon. They had held a huge massacre on all the Spell Casters. Those who were unwilling to ‘purify their souls’ were publicly executed. This had angered all the Spell Casters. They knew that they could no longer stand by idly. Once the Kingdom of Blackmoon falls into enemy hands, all Spell Casters would really have to go in hiding and disappear completely. That was the end that no Spell Casters wanted to see.

“Your Majesty the King, look. Right in front of us is the Holy Light Empire’s army. They’ve really arrived so quickly!”

Standing on the tall rampart, they could see the densely packed army in the distance. There was even a dazzling cluster of light in the sky, making them stand out.

“This time won’t be like the last. We only had the strength of the royal family the last time, but we have the strength of the entire Spell Caster world with us this time!”

The eighth prince pointed at the numerous Spell Casters on the ramparts. The Great Wizards standing at the forefront had released their unrestrained life force. There were nearly fifty Great Wizards including those from the royal family.

One would not dare to even imagine a terrifying force like this in the past.

However, just thinking about the Holy Light Empire’s Divine Believer from earlier caused the eighth prince to tremble. The strength of that Divine Believer far surpassed Great Wizards.

“Perhaps only Wizard Merlin will have a way.”

The eighth prince turned back to look. Merlin had not appeared yet. He might still be working hard to prepare, but the time he had and the time all Spell Casters had was running out.

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“Your Holiness the Pope, right in front lies the heretical kingdom! They’ve arranged several layers of Runic Magic Circles and have soaring Elemental fluctuations. I’m afraid there are at least forty Great Wizards, or even more! We cannot advance any further.”

Archbishop Nananni frowned as he reported to Philandeny.

“Looks like the Spell Casters are going all out!”

Philandeny’s gaze grew icy. He could naturally see the situation in front of the Imperial City before him. It was completely different from the last time at the Polosi River. Even the confident Philandeny had grown grim.

“Your Holiness, what do we do now?”

“Stop everyone. We can’t rush into their Runic Magic Circle unprepared. Call all the Archbishops and Inquisitors.”

He paused for a moment and still seemed worried. Then, he said, “Call for Divine Believer Bonnet as well!”

Archbishop Nananni’s heart froze as he went and invited the Divine Believer Bonnet. It was proof that a large battle would soon break out. The Pope really could not wait a moment longer…

However, Nananni still complied with the Pope’s order and called together the dozen or so Archbishops and Inquisitors. There was also a man dressed simply, barefooted and with a look that seemed to be full of piousness.

He was the Divine Believer Bonnet!

“All the Archbishops and Inquisitors are here, and Divine Believer Bonnet is here as well! Very good, you’ve all seen the heretical kingdom. Does anyone have any way to get rid of its Runic Magic Circle?”

The many Bishops and Inquisitors looked at the Runic Magic Circle enveloping the Imperial City and did not know what to do. They looked at each other helplessly, and no one made a sound. The battle between the Spell Casters and them had not been going on for just a few days. Naturally, it was clear that the Runic Magic Circle was powerful. An ordinary Spell Caster would not be able to arrange a Runic Magic Circle with so many layers. It was made with many Great Wizards. It would not be an easy feat to break it!

“Your Holiness the Pope!”

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One of the black-robed Inquisitors stepped forward. The Inquisition had a very special position in the Church of Light. They were just under the Pope, and not even other Archbishops could control the Inquisition.

Therefore, this has always led the Inquisition to be revered by everyone. However, there were also many powerful believers among them. In the past, capturing heretics were the Inquisition’s most important task.

“It’s impossible for us to destroy so many Runic Magic Circles in a short amount of time. If we want to destroy them all, it would require a long time. We’d need at least half a month.”

The black-robed Inquisitor glanced at the densely packed Runic Magic Circle and shared his thoughts. It was not impossible to break it, but they needed time.

“Half a month?”

Philandeny’s expression immediately sank. They had hundreds of thousands of troops, but they were also deep inside a heretical kingdom. Every kind of delay was dangerous, let alone being hindered for half a month. He could not imagine what kind of danger the Holy Light Empire would face in the end.

“No, fifteen days is too long. How many days will it take if we attack by force?”

Philandeny would never agree to use half a month just to destroy the Runic Magic Circle.

“If we attack forcefully, we’ll only need three days. The premise is that those heretics don’t attack us, but that’s impossible. They would definitely seize the opportunity to cause a commotion.”

The Runic Magic Circle outside the Imperial City was really troublesome. This was the power of Spell Casters. A Runic Magic Circle arranged by so many Great Wizards for such a long time was naturally extraordinary. It was already a testament to the Church of Light to be able to break it in fifteen days.

“Are we really going to wait for half a month? We can’t!” Philandeny’s face was sullen as he cried. His eyes roamed all around at the people in the crowd before finally landing on the plain and simple looking Divine Believer, Bonnet.

“Sir Bonnet, you’re the most devout person that was chosen by God and possess God’s power. Do you have any way to help us solve this difficulty?”

All eyes fell on Bonnet. Holy Believers only existed in the Church of Light’s legends, and many red-robed Archbishops did not see them much either.

Therefore, they respected and were bewildered by Divine Believers all at once.

Divine Believer Bonnet was expressionless. He maintained his appearance of piousness and calmly said, “As long as we follow God’s guidance, nothing can stop us! Under the power of God, the Runic Magic Circle arranged by those heretics will melt and collapse…”

“Haha, Sir Bonnet, do you really have a plan?”

Philandeny was overjoyed as he looked at Bonnet. Although he had seen Bonnet demonstrate extraordinary power at the Polosi River, it seemed that only a small amount of Bonnet’s strength was used against the purple gold crown.

Could Bonnet succeed in dealing with such complicated Runic Magic Circles? Even Philandeny was not sure!

“God is guiding us. Don’t be afraid!”

Bonnet said and turned around, heading directly towards the Imperial City and the densely packed Runic Magic Circle.

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Everyone saw the Holy Light Empire’s army stopping from the Imperial City ramparts. No one stepped forward even after a long time. They knew that it was the Runic Magic Circle that was blocking their advance.

“Hehe, the Holy Light Empire can’t move forward now? So many of our Rune Wizards had spent days to arrange this eighteen-layered Runic Magic Circle. I’m afraid even if Kleis were to resurrect, he wouldn’t be able to break these circles in a short time either!”

“That’s right. We also have nearly fifty Great Wizards. As soon as they dare to attack the Runic Magic Circles, we’ll take the initiative to attack and maybe find the opportunity to kill some of their Archbishops.”

“We’re almost invincible with these Runic Magic Circles. Why were we so humbled before?”

Many Great Wizards fell into a heated discussion about it. They were very confident about their eighteen-layer Runic Magic Circle. There were nearly fifty Great Wizards watching the circles at all times. It was just impossible for the Holy Light Empire to break them. Should the Holy Light Empire did any damage, all they just had to do was just to mend them.

The Spell Casters were almost invincible. This was the safest method, but it made several Great Wizards feel wronged. Why should the mysterious and powerful Spell Casters act so restrained?

Looking at the optimistic Great Wizards, the eighth prince and the royal family Elders remained calm, but they knew the Holy Light Empire would not be defeated so easily.

Their purple gold crown back then was no inferior to this eighteen-layered Runic Magic Circle in terms of defense, but it became extremely fragile when the Divine Believer appeared and shattered it instantly.

That moment was something that the eighth prince would never forget.

“The Holy Light Empire has moved. Why are they only sending out one person?”

Many people still had their doubts when they saw a seemingly ordinary looking white-robed man flying out from the Holy Light Empire’s camp. The eighth prince’s and the royal family Elders’ expressions changed instantly.

“It’s him again? It’s the rumored Divine Believer of the Church of Light who possesses God’s power!” the eighth prince could not help but shout.

He felt greatly threatened by the sight of the Divine Believer.