The archbishop's spell created a dazzling light that can be seen even from afar.
It attracted attention from the nearest human villages causing panic to spread.
Opposite to the light is the endless stormy cloud that spreads across the other end of the sky.
Thunder roared while lightning made a distinctive line seemingly breaking the sky.
A prayer was sung, a gospel was given, and a magic circle filled with fifteen rings was created.
The spell came to life and a sphere filled with different types of wings emerged.
"Be prepared demon this gospel is the manifestation of our will, it won't break easily"
The demon just raised his hand and summoned a big storm.
"If that thing is the manifestation of your faith and will, then this.."
The lighting crackles and the clouds become thicker leading it to swallow the light emitted from the archbishop's gospel.
Feeling his attack can't maintain its power before it could even clash with Apollo's spell, the archbishop asked for more prayers.
"Everyone I need more prayers!"
As his words went through their ears they began to chant even more causing another influx of power. This power then fuels the archbishop's spell. The light grows strong but the thunderclouds remain still.
Apollo's spell wasn't even finished and barely manifested however it was enough to push the enemy's gospel away.
This situation shows that he is about to cast a high-level spell. According to the mages in Brynar the higher the level of the spell the longer it takes to cast it. From the formula of the spell to the complexity of the imaging, it takes longer than it usually does.
However not because it has a prolonged time of casting doesn't mean someone can actually interrupt its process or even attack the mage while he occupied, the spell creates a huge field of pressure pressing down spells lower than its level. If you want to interrupt its process or even attack you must use a much more powerful and higher-tier spell. Enjoy more content from m-v l'e|-novelhall.net
So those who will face such power, could either flee or put out a defensive barrier to block it. However, the archbishop will have to clash with his gospel against Apollo's spell. He never anticipated his enemy could cast the highest level a spell could reach.
"This is the manifestation of all the people that die today.."
A voice devoid of any emotion spoke, and then the clouds produced a bolt of lightning and thunder.
A blue lightning struck the spear of the demon turning it into a lightning rod.
"I want to show you the spell brother Astro taught me"
The spear becomes one with the spell and without hesitation, the demon throws it at the archbishop.
As the spell finally released a different kind of pressure hits the ground and air.
"I won't lose!"
The priest from the monastery moves his hand and pushes his gospel forward fighting the lightning lance of his enemy.
"Go, Zeus"
The spell Zeus was the same spell Astro used when he fought against a Marquis rank demon beast. Unfortunately, the senior mage from the tower was too exhausted after fighting for three months without proper rest and medication, he later died due to mana depletion after the fight.
From the handle of the lightning lance, a hand emerge from it. The storm intensifies until it turns into a humanoid shape.
As soon as the man emerged flames burst forth on its eyes before spreading across its cloud-like body. A scent of burning permeated across the area as the lightning lance became covered with fire, a blue fire.
The appearance of such a spell made the archbishop worried and he asked once again "I need more!"
More prayers were given but soon the embodiment of the god of the sky in myths pierced through the spherical wings. The wings tried to defend but no defensive barriers can stop Zeus from stabbing the heart of the gospel completely shattering it.
"No!"
The archbishop exclaimed as he saw his mighty gospel turn into dust.
However the fight is still going, he shouldn't be distracted. The gospel was destroyed and the lightning lance didn't stop from pushing forward with its speed it went straight towards the archbishop.
Fourth temple - only the prepared army will attack{DESTROYED}
The third temple - only the prepared army will attack{DESTROYED}
Second temple - Jillian and Keith (with the prepared Army)
First temple - Alicia and Apollo (with the prepared Army)]
"Not bad, by the way, how much money and treasures did we get from them"
[According to my rough estimation it should be around ten billion imperial dollars, I still haven't evaluated the gemstones and the scale of the mines we confiscated]
A smile escaped from Apollo's lips hearing the words that came from Jeremiah.
"We should steal more"
[Creator are you really a mage or just a random bandit?]
"I suppose both? How do think the Mage tower acquired such wealth"
[You don't mean]
However, Apollo didn't answer instead he hummed and happily skipped around.
Inside his consciousness, Jeremiah can't help but sigh.
....
Changed Pov.
The wielders of the five blessings are those who inherited the power of the five gods.
There were many stories about them, some said they were the past lovers of gods that reincarnated so many times. There are also tales saying they were descendants of the said gods. In the end, no one knows the truth other than the chosen holder of the blessing.
Up in the heavens, celestial beings who were supposed to protect the universe sat down in a circle. At the centre of their position, a pond can seen which shows the current events.
"Hahaha! That's it you should butcher them alive my kin!"
A God exclaimed while raising his hands in the air.
"What is wrong with my child why did he forgive her?"
"He is too kind unlike you"
"Shut up!"
While the other Gods remained asleep five mischievous Gods woke up to watch the fall of the Monastery.
While they argue a graceful presence fills the room. The rowdy Gods became silent and gave way to her.
"My child seems to be in a lot of pain"
She only said causing the rest of the Gods to be silent.
"They will be fine"
A warm presence then envelops the room as if trying to comfort the cold truth.
"I hope so"
The Goddess of Time sat down her eyes remaining glued to her child, Agnes.
....
The Pov. Of Agnes
I wonder when did things go wrong. Our kingdom wasn't as wealthy as the other kingdoms but our citizens were very satisfied. They can have 3 meals a day and have stable jobs for each able person in their household.
No one is starving and illiterate, because education is free for everyone. We filled their bodies with food while knowledge for their minds. However, everything changed because of that night.