Magic Industrial Age.

Chapter 101: The Beginning of the War (99 monthly tickets plus more)

19 Lombard Street, nd floor.

Luo Yi stood by the window, looking at the scene in the sky, his breathing stagnated for a moment.

He had thought that this riot would be very chaotic, but he never imagined that it would be led by a fight between two fourth-level strongmen.

Above the sky, the one who showed the wings of sacred light must be the Light Walker of the Church of the Sun God, Eusis Koch.

The Light Walkers are a very special group in the Church of the Sun God. They are often selected from among the ascetics and have the most steadfast faith.

Even walking in hell and fighting in the abyss would not pollute their piety.

They are also said to be led to the kingdom of God after death and are the most loyal favorites of the sun god.

And that beautiful and gentle song, which seemed to be able to soothe the murderous intent in one's heart, must have come from the fanatical followers of Miril, the god of singing.

Known as the 'Angel Singer', the Archbishop of Shahra Cathedral, Ms. Tiffany Morgan.

Regarding the battle between these two, Luo Yi could only say that he couldn't understand it at all.

All one could hear was the song becoming more and more melodious, and even tinged with a hint of murderous intent. In the air, it seemed as if the air was twisted layer by layer, turning into swords and spears, constantly attacking.

But singing can soothe people's distracting thoughts. Even Luo Yi, holding a sword, had the following thought in his mind:

Why the fighting and killing?
It would be bad if the flowers and plants were harmed!

Luo Yi shook his head vigorously, but felt that he could not escape the control of the song.

And in the air, the sacred light surrounding the Light Walker became brighter and brighter, like a little sun rising again.

The huge wings of light swept across the surroundings, as if to drive away the singing, or as if to drive away the swords and spears that the singing had transformed into.

This was clearly beyond the comprehension of mortal men, but these two probably had concerns in their hearts and had no intention of continuing the fight.

Or, to be more precise, they were not prepared to fight here.

The Wings of Light flapped its wings and carried Jusis Koch up to the sky. Then it found a direction and suddenly disappeared.
Only a streak of light remained, like a meteorite streaking across the sky and disappearing into the distance.

And Ms. Tiffany Morgan never showed up from beginning to end. It was only the ethereal singing that faded away, indicating her departure.

These two are obviously ready to move to another place and fight again!
Looking at the direction they left, Luo Yi remained silent for a long time.

On the side, Oliveira stepped forward and asked, "Are you okay?"

Luo Yi came back to his senses, shook his head, and said, "I'm mainly surprised. These two have been here for a few days, but there has been no movement."

"Moreover, these days, there have been no conflicts between the Seven Gods Church and the Sun God Church.
I have always thought that the church bombing was over, and neither side would pursue it any further!"

"But I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it to be a big one!"

"This is really, really..."

Luo Yi was a little at a loss for words. He wanted to say "the barking dog doesn't bite", but he felt it was not appropriate.

Oliveira patted him on the shoulder and said, "There are so many things in this world that you can't imagine!"

"Like you said, the water here is deep!"

Luo Yi nodded and said, "Yes, so it's not easy to manage yourself!"

As he said this, the battlefield, which had been quiet for a while, began to change again.

In the Church of the Sun God, a Templar Knight surrounded by holy light leaped into the air and slashed with his sword. The light of his sword was like a half moon, sweeping across.

On the side of the Church of the Seven Gods, a priest wearing heavy armor and holding a flail also leaped into the air.

There were dozens of magic spells surrounding his body, so the heavy armor seemed to be nothing. And the way he dealt with the fighting spirit slash was to smash it directly with the flail.

This made Luo Yi feel like his eyes were opened. He had never thought before that the Dou Qi Slash could be broken so easily?

But this was just the beginning, as more warriors from the Church of the Sun charged forward, wielding swords or stabbing with spears.

His whole body is covered with holy light and blessed by divine magic, showing bravery and fearlessness.

Behind them, a group of priests from the Church of the Sun God began to pray and use divine magic at a very fast speed with pious expressions.

As for the Temple of the Seven Gods, it is diverse and has everything.

Magic and divine arts flew together, fighting spirit and great swords resonated, there were melodious songs, flying gold coins, extending vines, and rays of divine light falling...

The battle between the two sides was centered in the Temple District of Oakland City. It was a life-and-death fight with no mercy.

Obviously, they have a deep grudge against each other, and now that the boss has started the fight, they naturally want to decide the winner.

Roy even saw Mark Williams. The magic he used was to throw out golden Tiers, which turned into magical arts, which was very strange.

Of course, with his height and vision, he couldn't see much unless it was those extraordinary battles where he jumped onto the roof.

However, the sounds of shouting, screaming, praying, and even roaring, as well as the sound of metal colliding, were endless. The wind blew, bringing with it a strong smell of blood, which was nauseating!
At this moment, there was only one sentence flashing in Luo Yi's mind - in the battle of faith, there is no right or wrong, only life and death!
However, they were just showing off, the real fight was just beginning.

……

This is a remote house surrounded by weeds, indicating that the owner does not take care of it very often.

But on this day, several people in black robes walked in.

They drew an intricate hexagram formation in the basement and placed sacrifices in each corner.

There was fresh flesh and blood, polluted holy water, demon skulls, freshly dug human organs, and pitch-black crystals...

The smell of blood filled the air, which made the men in black robes look excited.

They each stood still, took out their magic books, and began to chant spells that blasphemed light and justice.

Along with the resonance of magic power, a dark vortex appeared in the center of the magic circle, and a fishy stench and faint roar came from inside.

Seeing that the summoning formation took effect, the men in black robes became even more excited. Their voices became louder and their spells chanted faster.

Then, a hand covered with black hair stretched out from the vortex and scratched five cracks on the ground.

The sharp claws exerted force again and retracted. A monster that stood upright and was three meters tall, covered with black hair, and looked like both a wolf and a human jumped out.

He looked around vigilantly, and when he saw the man in black robe, he bared his fangs and wanted to attack.

But the power of the spell bound him, and the black-robed leader pointed out and shouted, "There, outside, all the blood food is yours!"

"Go, go, tear everything apart!"

Then the dark werewolf let out a long howl, rushed out, broke through the door, and ran onto the long street.

Behind him, out of the whirlpool, werewolves rushed out one after another, increasing in number and faster and faster.

Outside, the howling of wolves echoed throughout the city of Auckland.

In the basement, seeing more and more werewolves, the leading man in black became more excited. He completed the orders given by the organization.

This time, he will definitely get more rewards.

However, a scream interrupted his imagination, because a werewolf rushed over, knocked a man in black robe to the ground, and started biting him.

The leader of the men in black wanted to scold, but he was already surrounded by several werewolves.

It was not until then that he realized that, without their knowledge, the summoning magic circle was operating autonomously even without their control.

There are four such summoning magic circles in the entire city of Auckland, one in the east, west, south and north.

However, there were only three places that were truly successful. In the west of the city, the wealthy area, the nobles and wealthy businessmen who had suffered a disaster were well prepared and did sufficient security work.

Just as the summoning magic circle was running, it was interrupted, several summoners were killed, and the magic circle could not be activated and was completely destroyed.

But three dark werewolf summoning magic circles are enough.

This creature is bloodthirsty and murderous, afraid of sunlight and silver, and often lives only in darkness.

But if they were allowed to bathe in the moonlight, especially a full moon, their already limited rationality would be exhausted, and they would eventually be driven by the will to kill.

Just like now, countless werewolves are running wildly on the streets, breaking into houses and slaughtering humans wantonly.

Of course, if you look closely, it is not difficult to find that they actually have a goal.

Three streams of werewolves headed towards the center of Auckland, where the Executive Hall was located, and where Lord Dorji Petrovich usually worked and lived.

An inexplicable force drives them to tear the people here into pieces.

Of course, there was protection in the Executive Hall at this time.

Lord Dorji was well prepared in setting up such a trap, but what faced these dark werewolves were actually demons.

That majestic body was covered with muscle knots; those twisted horns were filled with the unique magic of the abyss; that thick mace was not delicate at all, but it was brutal enough...

The smell of sulfur from the abyss filled the noses of every living creature, causing the werewolves, who already had a keen sense of smell, to sneeze and whimper.

But these berserkers had no intention of waiting for them to adapt. They rushed out of the room waving maces and smashed the werewolves' heads.

Behind the demon, Lord Dorji Petrovich was sitting there, wearing a neat suit with a calm and indifferent expression.

Of course, the dark werewolves were not willing to be outdone. Several of them joined forces and surrounded the enemy, and the fight between the two sides continued.

Soon, this ruling hall became a battlefield where werewolves and berserkers, dark creatures and abyss creatures fought each other.

And this is just the beginning of the war!

　Isn't it timely?!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)