I became a witch, but I started the industrial revolution

"We want to be compassionate, but God doesn't seem to be."

"So it's time for us to use our own strength to take over the responsibilities of the so-called God!"

The milky white light emanated from Mi Wei's body, squeezing the golden light outwards, eventually breaking through the golden light's restraints and expelling it completely, then rushing towards the statue on the high platform.

[Like the morning sun, let down the holy light... illuminate the darkness hidden in the lies. Now I am reborn, and people's wishes will surely come true. Praise yourself! Praise the holy light! ]

[The Holy Light is for us, and we are the Holy Light! ]

"Elemental Messenger..."

The officer, with his eyes wide open, took a few quick breaths and slowly stopped breathing. In the reflection of his pupils, the statue of the goddess quickly collapsed.

Endless white light swept across the entire hall, and crackling sounds were heard everywhere.

The golden light on the person being enveloped was completely disintegrated and eliminated, replaced by a strong white light.

As if freed from bondage, the ocean of light elements that enveloped the hall seemed to convey a message of joy and happiness.

[Follow the guidance of your heart, do what is just, and be loyal! In my name! Prove for me! ]

When the light faded, everyone put down their weapons and knelt on one knee towards Mi Wei: [In my name! Prove for me!]

Mi Wei, with a white elemental inscription flashing on her forehead, walked down the platform and came to the officer whose body was gradually getting cold. She bent down and reached out to touch the blood around him, and smeared blood on the cross mark in the center of the broken church emblem on his chest:

"Blasphemy? God is greater than justice!"

"Boom!"

A loud explosion brought Mi Wei back to her senses. She organized the people around her and wrapped red cloth strips around their arms.

The nuns were divided into treatment and combat groups according to their wishes, and other soldiers were organized at Mi Wei's call to guard the monastery.

She wanted to eliminate the archbishop who was still calling on his followers to die.

The church should not actively participate in wars, but should take it as its responsibility to save lives, heal people, eliminate evil and promote good.

If the war is waged in the name of the goddess, then the goddess should disappear. In the name of the omnipresent holy light, the Church of Holy Light!

Mi Wei climbed up to the top of the monastery's tower and calmly loaded her musket with medicine bags and bullets. She then vaguely aimed at the archbishop's magnificent sedan chair 800 meters away.

[We praise the power of Holy Light and thank it for its gift...]

The inscription on Mi Wei's forehead glowed slightly, and a faint inscription light curtain suddenly lit up in the void in front of her eyes.

[The end of the long road is the place where he will be buried.]

"boom!"

After a gunshot, the barrel exploded instantly, and the bullet flew out of the muzzle and passed through the light curtain. White light attached to it, and the speed of the bullet, which had an extremely fast initial velocity, suddenly increased again, turning into a white cone of light and shooting towards the archbishop.

"Pfft!"

The white light ignored the golden shield protecting the archbishop and penetrated through his chest without any hindrance.

Mi Wei shook her head. Unfortunately, the shot was a little off target. It was her first time using this ability and she was not proficient in it, so she failed to cause fatal damage.

but...

Just one more shot~

He took out a spear from his back and aimed it at the opponent again, but this time Mi Wei chose the head, and the archbishop was not so lucky this time.

It seemed that the golden light on the archbishop's body did not regard Mi Wei's attack as a hostile attack at all, and let it pass through smoothly without any resistance, leaving a bloody hole directly on the archbishop's head.

at the same time

The front battlefield encountered fierce resistance and the number of casualties rose rapidly. Lawrence wanted to withdraw the troops to rest and fight again.

However, this was opposed by Medea who came with the railway gun: "Don't bother, just leave the magic warriors to my guards."

For Medea's safety, Lawrence wanted to refuse, but Medea suppressed him: "Since the headquarters can be destroyed, it's good for me to die here. It's only a matter of time..."

The Median Guards were soon deployed to the front along with a new wave of soldiers.

These guards are not powerful magicians or anything like that; their only reliance is the lever-action muskets in their hands.

When a company of guards in black and white uniforms appeared in Fast's sight, a hint of joy appeared on his face.

Because those with unique colors on the battlefield are usually more important characters, he led his men to charge forward without thinking. And then...

“Bang, bang, bang, bang…”

Fast hid at the foot of the wall with a look of embarrassment, covering his arms, while the dozen or so men who had been there before were now lying on the ground.

"Goddess! What kind of weapon is this!!!"

When Fast just rushed forward, he felt as if he was surrounded by a dozen strong knights and punched dozens of times in an instant, and his own magic shield was instantly shattered.

Fortunately, the magic armor that he bought at a high price was enchanted with a life-saving attack deflection barrier, otherwise he would have to lie on the ground like everyone else.

Looking back, he found that he was in a dead end and could not retreat. If he wanted to move successfully, he had to rush to the alley opposite.

Exposing himself to the enemy's intensive firepower again, Fast believed that he was not that stubborn, so he thought of waiting for the enemy to get close to him and then relying on his speed advantage to rush into the crowd for a melee, which would give him a glimmer of hope.

However, the idea is beautiful, but the reality is very cruel.

Fast killed and wounded a large number of Astar's soldiers on the battlefield and had long been a thorn in everyone's eyes.

After he was forced into a dead end by the guard company, a quadruple Maxim anti-aircraft tracked armored vehicle came over to provide support.

Just as Fast noticed that the ground beneath his feet was shaking and realized that something was wrong, four black gun muzzles were reflected in his blue pupils.

"I am stupid!!!"

"Da da da...."

Facing the first round of bullets, Fast quickly closed the distance between himself and the armored vehicle and slid under the vehicle to avoid the bullets, while also trying to use its cover to escape.

However, just as he emerged from the rear of the car, the powerful firepower of two lever-action rifles forced him back.

Due to carelessness, the boot on one of his legs was caught on the track. He subconsciously kicked the road wheel with his other leg in an attempt to use the force to pull out the trapped leg.

As a result, the road wheel missed the target and rolled up the leg he was exerting force on. His other leg was also not spared and was rolled into the track by the boot.

"what!!!"

Chapter 61 I believe in the 800mm God Gustav~

When Medea stood at the city gate, the flag of Astell had been erected on the mottled wall of Hendak, and a large number of soldiers walked past her in neat rows and headed into the city.

"It's over~"

Medea sighed, and ripples appeared beside her. A petite figure turned from virtual to real. Shelia flew around Medea twice with her twin ponytails swinging:

"It's faster than I thought, but still slow."

Glancing at the private secretary who had disappeared for no reason, Medea pulled her ponytail unceremoniously: "Are you willing to come back?"

"Oh, stop pulling! It hurts. Let me tell you, I've been observing an interesting guy for a while. Tsk tsk, Ivdeen must be so angry that his chest hurts now."

Medea's curiosity was also aroused: "What?"

"Tsk, a prepared Holy Spirit escaped from Ifdine's control and blasphemed her. This kind of thing may not appear in the church for hundreds of years."

Shirleya shook her head with a look of pity, but from her big violet eyes one could clearly see an emotion called gloating.

"Elfdeen...the goddess of magic, why...do you dare to address her by her name like that?"

"What are you afraid of?"

Xue Liya looked nonchalant: "She is not yet at the level where she can sense when people talk about her. Even if she really heard it, well~ she can't do anything to us."

Looking at Medea's curious eyes, Shelia continued:

"In theory, there are many magic goddesses, but the real magic goddess has no name. The great witch Miranda once tried to find the magic goddess, because in theory we are all the goddess' children."

"But the answer given after the information collected in the end is that the real goddess of magic has become the source of all elements in this world. She is everywhere."

"The gods behind many churches today are actually just a group of powerful magicians on the continent back then."

"They have developed another way of cultivation, which is to use oaths and contracts to make believers continue to give a part of their own power for free. In exchange, believers can also use some of their abilities."

"So there are many gods like Ifdine. If you respect her, you can call her the Goddess of Magic or the Goddess of Light. If you are disrespectful, you can call her a false god and that's not wrong."

"As for the Holy Spirit, they are the highest quality in the church's rating. These people are born with the ability to easily resonate with certain elements."

"If ordinary magicians are servants of the elements, then we are marshals. They are the best friends and partners of the elements."

"The energy they contribute is clean and pure, and can be absorbed 100% by gods. They can also serve as carriers in the human world. They are extremely rare, and each one is a treasure."

After listening to Shelia's explanation, Medea became even more curious: "If it is so important, why isn't it given special attention, or even kept under their watch and imprisoned?"

Xue Liya spread her hands and said, "Who said there is none? But I guess they have similar protection mechanisms just like our awakening. Before their strength or state of mind reaches a critical point, they are no different from ordinary magicians."

"Evedeen is the goddess of light magic, so her church usually collects all those with light talent and takes them away to be managed and raised in isolation. Those with strong talent are quasi-saints, and they receive special intensive education. In this way, whether they are talented or not, they will all be in her hands."

"But you jumped too much, and the Vatican couldn't help but want to fuck you~ The result... Anyway, it was full of drama in my opinion~"

Medea: "....blame me?"

"Sure!"

Xue Liya covered her mouth and chuckled: "Whether the crusade against you is won or lost, the Pope will not be able to explain to Ifdien. He will probably have to step down."

"so serious?"

"This is considered a light punishment. If it wasn't really an accident, the Pope would probably be caught by the Inquisition as a traitor lurking within the Vatican and burned at the stake, forcing him to personally apologize to the goddess."

Shirleya smiled meaningfully: "This is a major mistake that can shake the foundation of the entire church. God... was once an elemental holy spirit. In a sense, an uncontrolled holy spirit is itself a god walking on earth."

"One is an invisible God, and the other is right in front of you. If it were you, which one would you believe in?"

"Me? I believe in the 800mm God Gustav~"

"Gustav God? What is that? You're talking nonsense again!"

Accompanied by Shirleya's chattering, the two followed the main force into the city. All the resistance along the way had been completely eliminated.

Medea accidentally saw an enemy soldier with bloody legs being carried on a stretcher by two medics for emergency treatment, which fully demonstrated the humanitarian spirit of their army.

When faced with enemy troops hiding in houses, the Astar soldiers did not go in at all. Instead, they used field artillery from outside to raze the houses to the ground. This tactic was extremely effective.

And somehow, the further they went, the fewer Vatican troops they encountered, with only a few Hendak-led soldiers running out from various locations and kneeling in surrender.

After receiving the report from his subordinates, Mitia turned around and looked at Shelia.