The Great Conqueror

"The High Priest in Red, Priest Arthur!" Maru knocked on the door, "The High Priest An Xike and his people are already waiting in the square."

"Come on, let's go together, I can't wait to see this old guy An Xike."

Thomas led Zou Liang out of the temple together, followed by a long group of temple priests.

Anxiko didn't even pay a visit to Thomas when he came to Jerusalem. He was obviously dissatisfied in his heart. Although he was promoted to the chief priest in red, Thomas' authority had not yet reached the point where the chief priests in other cities obeyed.

The large square in front of the temple was originally used for sacrifices and activities related to various beast gods. When it was built, it was very large, covering several kilometers. On the periphery of the circular square paved with snow-white floor tiles, there were nine tall stone pillars, representing the beast gods and the eight provinces under the Mengjia Empire.

But at this time, the square that could have accommodated thousands of people was surrounded by water, and as far as the eye could see, it was full of black crowds.

"A lot of people, today is a good day!" Zou Liang touched his chin feeling.

He understood An Xike's trick, which was to defeat Arthur's best battle song in the eyes of the entire Jerusalemites! Severely crushed the army of the Temple of Jerusalem and trampled Thomas' power under his feet.

Strength is the heart and confidence of An Xike, the veteran high priest.

What Anxiko was worried about was that Thomas used his strength to keep people from watching. The more people there were, the faster the spread would be. In his heart, he also wanted to prove that he was better than Thomas!

The bigger the influence, the better, and the bigger the things, the better!

Thomas glanced at Arthur, and of course it was hard to say that he would overthrow Anxiko in front of his priests, and said to him flatly: "Go."

"Yes! Master." Classmate Zou patted his chest, the tacit understanding between the two of them no longer needs to be said.

As soon as the priests of the Jerusalem temple appeared, the crowd naturally split into waves and split into a long, unmanned passage. None of the priests of the temple made a sound. Thomas was the head, Arthur was a little behind, followed by Maru and other ten priests, and then the rest of the priests.

This is an extremely united combination of priests, representing the current power of the Jerusalem Temple, calm and confident, and well-organized.

Priest Thomas in Red walked from the crowd to the center of the square in a natural manner. The calmness made the restless crowd around them faintly feel something.

That is calm.

Yes, here is our home field!

If Anxike wants to make trouble here, he will definitely regret it.

Who knows who took the lead and shouted: "Temple of Jerusalem—Long live!" The roar echoed over the square with all its strength.

As if stimulated by the sound, in the next moment, one after another roared from the thousands of crowds of Jerusalem who were watching!

"Thomas the Red Priest! Priest Arthur! Must win! Must win!!"

The crowd was boiling. As a Jerusalemite and a Beast God believer, all these years, only this year's temple has a little momentum under the operation of the High Priest Thomas and Priest Arthur!

Double-layer engraving, mosaic, hunting buckler, unparalleled battle song of faith! Which one thing does not make everyone feel elated?

What's more, the entire Jerusalemites have benefited from these inventions of the temple, which is the most affordable!

For example, Hunting Shadow or Armored Warrior now enter the Beast Spirit Realm, and with a wave of their small round shield, they can beat their opponents to the ground with minions, and they can proudly say: "I am a Jerusamian!"

That feeling is domineering!

Countless admiring gazes from the people around were enough to make one's blood burn.

That's right, now Jerusalem has contributed these technologies to the Pope and has begun to spread them to other provinces, but the first to enjoy these benefits are the Jerusalemites. It is recognized that the best of these engravings is still the Temple of Jerusalem, or the creator, Priest Arthur, and other soul priests brought out by him!

What is a sense of superiority? This is called superiority!

Ever since Arthur appeared in the temple, in the past two years, Jerusalem has undergone earth-shaking changes. This is a kind of accumulation, but at the moment when Anxiko arrived, these feelings broke out all of a sudden!

How could you not support your own temple!

This is our belief, and this is the miracle of the animal gods that we Jerusamians are proud of! !

"Long live the Temple of Jerusalem!!"

Thousands of people gathered, and the sound waves soared to the highest point. The momentum was quite shocking, almost no less than the moment in the Imperial Capital Beast Arena, and there were more and more people, even those who couldn't see what happened, cheered.

Such is the popularity of Thomas and Arthur in Jerusalem, the people support them!

An Xike's nose was almost crooked. He made things big to embarrass his opponent, not to embarrass himself.

With a wave of his right hand, he held the scepter belonging to the Priest of Warsong in his hand, and hit the ground heavily.

"thumping!"

Lift up, stop down continuously——

"Pound! Pound!!"

Following An Xike's solemn tapping rhythm, the group of priests who had been standing silently behind him came out.

The all-black priestly uniforms were full of elegance and nobility. Everyone was the same height, dressed the same, and even had the same footsteps and even the expressions on their faces. They were unified as if they were one person.

Standing on the field gives people a sense of nobility and rigor, which is what the Warsong Priests should be like.

On the other hand, Arthur's fifty-eight members of the Warsong Priests were rough and childish, not to mention majestic and imposing, and even had a laughing expression.

"President An Xike, I am a guest from afar, please invite me first." Zou Shengun is becoming more and more graceful now, and of course when he is asked to talk about his manners, he is absolutely sure.

A war song group of sixty people lined up at once, this is An Xike's trump card!

With a wave of the silver-level scepter in his hand, the aura of the war song priest suddenly soared.

"Oh~~~ The glory of the Beast God, we sing, we believe, we dedicate, we~~ are pious!

When you are confused, you are the one who guides the lost lamb~!

You are the guide of love!

Glory and glory belong to you!

Faith is our praise to you

We are your most devout followers~~~"

The old version of the battle song of faith, which belongs to the ancient series of battle songs of faith in the temple of the beast god, gradually resounded.

It's like waves gradually rising in a calm lake, and the singing ripples spread out wave by wave.

There is a kind of power in this song, like an invisible big hand covering the square, gradually quieting down the roaring crowd.

There was surprise in everyone's eyes, and from the singing they heard a call to calm them down and prepare for battle!

The battle hymn is indeed full of solemn atmosphere, and the use of profound meanings is also quite in place.

But Zou Liang's eyes showed a trace of sadness. The sadness towards his opponent reminded him of how mighty and majestic the war song of Benedict VIII was.

This kind of war song is not for people to fight, but purely for the status of the temple, but the result is just the opposite.

How many years have passed, the Orcs have been lost in the battle song.

Anxike raised his head and chest, enjoying the silence of all people. This is the power of the first war song priest in Shenyao province. What kind of bullshit new war song, that kind of barbaric voice, how can it compare with his tried and tested war song of faith!

Zou Liang walked towards his team. The fifty-eight trainee priests were already standing in the center of the square, unaffected by their opponents at all. They were fighters who had experienced life and death, and had seen big scenes. They really didn't have much feeling for these singing group-level opponents.

(The outbreak will start tomorrow,,, the skeleton is ready!)