Changing Life And Career? I Planted The World Tree At The Beginning

Chapter 393 The Defense Line Collapses, Take Action!

The seven Abyss legions that came from the direction of the Seven Fortresses have all gathered.

Not to mention the countless fallen ones that resemble a tide, there are already eleven Rank Eight demons alone, which serve as the cutting edge of their forces.

Among them, there is also an Abyss Lord with formidable power.

However, as the penitent Herautges said, the Rank Eight powerhouses on the side of the Holy City do not need to defeat all the demons.

As long as they can delay until they complete the ritual under the Pope's crown, it will be a perfect victory.

At that time, under the radiance of the gods, all impurities will be cleansed.

These filthy Abyss demons, whether they are the low-level fallen ones or the unrivaled Abyss Lord, will all turn to ashes under the glory of the archangels.

Below the city, the final boss has arrived, and the stagnant siege battle begins again.

All the fallen ones rush towards the Holy City in a frenzy, even though they are burned all over by the holy flames, they are completely unaware.

Even when they turn to ashes, it is only a negligible consumption of holy energy.

They do not know the meaning behind their charge.

But this is the command of the Abyss Lord, and they must obey.

Demons define fallen ones as expendable.

Sometimes, they are even treated as reserves for food.

Under the onslaught of the fallen ones, who are like moths to a flame, the defensive magic array of the Holy City begins to flicker.

The holy clerics on the city walls are also gradually becoming overwhelmed.

One thousand or even ten thousand fallen ones cannot have any impact on the Holy City, but what about one hundred thousand? One million? One billion?

After all, the Holy City has only developed to such a scale in a few decades and has never faced a crisis of being besieged.

The reserves and resources for war are not so abundant.

When the Holy City begins to show signs of decline, the demons watching from a distance finally take action.

Led by the ten-headed Rank Eight demon lords, hundreds of thousands of demons begin to unleash their Abyss power and attack the magic barriers outside the Holy City.

The already overwhelmed magic array of the Holy City finally shatters under the demons' attacks.

Immediately after, the Abyss and the Holy City engage in fierce close combat.

Five Rank Eight powerhouses from the Holy City intercept the ten-headed Rank Eight demons.

The remaining Holy City powerhouses each find their own opponents.

In the situation of having the home advantage, these Holy City powerhouses can barely fight against enemies that outnumber them several times or even dozens of times.

However, even with the advantage of terrain, the Holy City side is still retreating step by step.

After several hours, the city walls of the Holy City are completely occupied.

The holy clerics on the walls quickly retreat.

The five Rank Eight powerhouses from the Holy City also abandon their opponents and retreat back into the city.

The demon lords laugh madly, commanding their subordinates to occupy the city walls and charge towards the interior of the Holy City.

After countless demons and fallen ones pour into the city, a brilliant holy light suddenly erupts from the city walls.

Bricks and stones shatter, and a powerful shockwave tears the Abyss units surrounding the city walls to pieces.

Buildings near the city walls in the Holy City are also affected.

This is one of the defense plans formulated by the high-level members of the Holy City.

The entire Holy City is indeed too vast.

The strength of the Holy Sanctuary is severely lacking compared to the Abyss.

When necessary, they abandon a part of the external area of the Holy City and concentrate their defense in the central area.

In this way, the numerical advantage of the Abyss side cannot be maximized.

The explosion of the city walls caught the demons off guard.

Even the ten Abyss Lords were injured to some extent.

For the Abyss, this kind of numerical loss is nothing.

The fallen ones that followed quickly filled the gaps and continued to launch attacks towards the central area of the Holy City.

The central area of the Holy City, which is also a part outside the twelve cathedrals, has already set up a second line of defense.

Before long, the area outside the defense line is filled with fallen ones.

The external area of the entire Holy City has been trampled and left in ruins by the fallen ones.

This pure and flawless source of faith is now covered in filthy blood on the ground.

Statue of an angel on top.

Chen Yu looked towards the direction of the twelve cathedrals, his expression solemn.

"Has the situation deteriorated to this extent?"

"Hmm? No, it seems to be the high-level defense plan of the cathedral."

Seeing the archbishops commanding in an orderly manner and the Rank Eight powerhouses of the cathedral fighting against the demon lords, Chen Yu immediately discovered the intricacies involved.

Although he wasn't particularly interested in planning, he wasn't foolish either.

By contracting the defensive circle, they could minimize the numerical advantage of the Abyss.

At the same time, the closer to the center of the holy city, the denser the holy power, and the lower the combat ability of the Abyss units.

"The big boss seems to still be observing."

"Is the high-end combat power of the holy city really enough?"

Chen Yu also noticed the Abyss Lord wandering on the outskirts of the battlefield.

However, even if the big boss didn't make a move, the five holy city powerhouses gradually became unable to support themselves.

Each of them faced enemies twice as powerful as themselves.

Moreover, the strength of the demon lords was generally stronger than that of the Rank Eight powerhouses of the cathedral.

If it weren't for relying on the advantage of the terrain, they would have been killed long ago.

As time passed, the battle outside the twelve cathedrals became increasingly fierce.

The gate to heaven in the sky was gradually opening.

From a narrow crack at the beginning, to being able to accommodate one person passing through, to now being able to accommodate planes entering and exiting.

For the vast gate to heaven, this was still just a crack.

However, the speed at which the gate to heaven was opening was accelerating.

It was estimated that in about half a day, it would be fully opened.

By then, it would probably be the moment for the true body of the little Saintess to return.

The battle continued.

After another two hours, the second line of defense was on the verge of collapse.

The remaining holy practitioners were no longer able to stop all the Abyss units.

Abyss demons and fallen ones continuously broke through the defense line and rushed into the central area of the holy city.

The Temple Knights, who had been patrolling around the twelve cathedrals without making a move, began to exert their strength and kill the demons that broke through the defense line.

However, the number of demons breaking through the defense line kept increasing.

And the manpower of the Temple Knights was slowly decreasing.

Some demons and fallen ones had already rushed into the central area and started to wreak havoc.

The battle between the five holy city powerhouses and the demon lords had reached a white-hot stage.

Herautges, the strongest among them, was holding off three demon lords alone, but at this moment, he was already covered in wounds.

The defense line outside the central area also completely collapsed after one of the holy city powerhouses was seriously injured and lost the ability to fight.

Demons and fallen ones began to charge towards the twelve cathedrals.

The remaining few holy practitioners could only rely on the buildings such as the churches in the central area to engage in street battles with the demons.

In front of a grand cathedral enveloped in beams of light.

Dozens of blood-soaked holy practitioners looked desperate.

Behind them was the inviolable sacred place.

However, ahead of them was an army of fallen ones led by several Rank Seven demons.

"Tear them apart!"

A Rank Seven demon laughed cruelly and commanded the fallen ones to advance.

The blood of the holy practitioners had almost dried up, and their wounds had turned pale.

But for the sake of their faith, they still swung their weapons for the last time.

"Ah ah ah ah!"

Suddenly, the group of fallen ones and demons let out a piercing scream.

Immediately after, dense green sprouts grew all over their bodies.

In just a few breaths of time, this group of demons and fallen ones turned into a pile of ashes!

(These parts are annoying to write, they lack excitement, but I can't not write them. Fortunately, the boring part is finally finished.)