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The sun gradually sets and the sky gradually darkens.

The Secret Tower Federation is located in the southern plateau of the main plane continent, and the climate is relatively warm, but Green Tree City is almost at the northernmost end of the southern plateau, and the late autumn night is already quite cold. If it were an ordinary person, in this weather, if they don't stay at home, they would light a bonfire to keep warm.

However, the two churches that came this time were all elite, and there was no ordinary person. They were either middle- and high-level clergymen or senior adventurers. Although they dare not say that they are immune to cold and heat, at least they will never take this little cold to heart.

In the twilight, the prayers on the divine power positions on both sides were connected, and powerful spells were released one after another, either bombarding the opponent's position, or firmly defending their own position. Each one has its own use, without even a trick.

At first glance, the two sides seemed to be in order, as if they had rehearsed in advance, and they were very rigid. But in fact, they have already drawn out as much power as possible, and every spell they cast has been studied in advance to ensure that not even a single spell is wasted and not even a second is wasted.

This kind of battle is no joke. The spells cast by the prayers of three-digit clergymen are comparable to those cast by legendary priests. Ordinary people will die immediately if they are even slightly touched, and there will be no time for rescue.

If the efficiency of the battle cannot be improved as much as possible, it is very likely that a mistake will break through the opponent's spell. At that time, even if the top masters can escape, the elites of the church will definitely suffer heavy losses.

Such a thing is something that the leaders of both churches do not want to see.

Of course, they also hope that the other party will encounter such a thing, and they are working hard for it.

As for whether this will work? Looking at the solemn expressions of the leaders of both sides, you can see that it is not only effective, but also very effective, so good that they both feel great pressure.

"Strange! How can a group of guys who have only established the church for more than 20 years use the combined magic so well?" On the divine power position of the Noble God Church, the high priest had handed over the work of leading the prayer to a high-level priest, and stood by to watch the battle. She looked carefully for a long time, and couldn't help frowning and muttering to herself.

This is very unreasonable. It should be noted that the training of priests is a long-term work. If there are not enough priests, "joint casting" is out of the question. Even if there are enough priests, a lot of training is needed to make them uniform when praying, so as to achieve joint casting.

The Church of the God of Knowledge was established for only more than 20 years. In the first ten years, there was not enough manpower to spread the missionary work. Only in recent years have there been relatively sufficient manpower available. But even so, where do they have the time to gather these elite priests and train the rare combined magic?

This is like a company that is already short of manpower and wants women to be used as men, men to be used as animals, or even one person to be used as two people. In this case, how can they have extra time and energy to play singing, dancing, giving speeches, and to engage in that useless "corporate culture"?

Generally speaking, a church must have a history of more than a hundred years and accumulate four or five generations or even more clergy to have enough manpower to train joint divine arts.

Just like the Church of the God of Nobility, it started training this a hundred years after its establishment.

This is the foundation of a large sect, and it is definitely not something that a nouveau riche can do!

Not only was she surprised, but the God of Nobility who was watching the battle in the sky was also surprised. He looked carefully at the clergy of the God of Knowledge, trying to see what was going on with them.

But this was doomed to be futile, because even gods could not imagine when these clergy were trained.

...In a dream.

A few years ago, Sui Xiong created a virtual reality game. He originally intended to use this system to let people experience fear, so as to eliminate the fear of fear and achieve the goal of changing the fear priest camp. But in practice, he found that this system can not only be used for this, but also for training.

When lying in this system to experience a virtual life, the human body is almost in a state of rest. Generally speaking, lying like this for four hours a day can be equivalent to about two hours of sleep.

In this way, the Void Mask Church and its subordinate God of Knowledge, God of Medicine, and God of Healing Church began to use this system to train priests. Using this very realistic experience, priests can gain adventurous experience and learn some skills that they don’t have time to learn at ordinary times.

For example, joint divine arts.

The biggest difficulty in learning joint divine arts is that the priests need to be gathered together for training. But using the virtual reality game system, with the gods as the intermediary, the priests lying in the game cabin can be connected, so that they can start training without leaving home.

And... it won’t take up much rest time.

Through the training in the past few years, several churches have cultivated many clergymen who can cast joint divine arts, and even trained a lot of joint divine arts attack and defense routines. At this moment, when they cooperate in reality, it is just like when they were training in the virtual reality game, orderly and without any panic.

Even... if you compare carefully, you will find that their casting efficiency is actually a little higher than that of the opponent!

These things are the secrets of the various churches of the Void God System. How could the Noble God and His Church know them! Naturally, they can't figure it out no matter how hard they try.

Although Sui Xiong was in the sky, he had been paying attention to the battle between the two sides. Whether it was the surprised expression of the Noble God or the doubtful mumbling of the High Priest of His Church, he could see and hear them clearly.

The green jellyfish smiled slightly, and couldn't help but feel a little proud in his heart.

(Technology is the primary productive force, and you country bumpkins are still far from it!)

But the power of technology is not infinite. In fact, even with the help of the virtual reality system, enough clergy who can perform joint divine arts are trained, the problem of insufficient manpower still plagues the Church of the God of Knowledge.

Apart from anything else, the Church of the Noble God has almost two hundred people praying, while they only have half of the other side.

The essence of the joint divine art is to combine the power of everyone's prayers and turn them into powerful spells. Of course, the more people, the better, and the higher the efficiency of the combination, the better. The difference between the two sides is half, and the gap is obvious.

If their combined spellcasting efficiency was not higher than the opponent's, and the speed of spellcasting was not a little faster, they would have been unable to resist.

But even so, they had gradually fallen behind. From the initial attack and defense, they gradually turned into counterattacks. Among the ten spells, about seven or eight were used for defense, and one or two were used for assistance. As for counterattacks... they could only attack occasionally to prevent the opponent from being too careless.

Orian Gerten looked at this scene with a frown.

She waited for a long time and finally couldn't help asking: "Can the envoy attack?"

"We have to wait a little longer." The altar immediately replied, "We haven't summoned the elite envoy yet. Without the elite envoy leading the team, it is impossible for the mass-produced envoy to defeat the legendary strongman."

Orian took a deep breath and tried to calm her tone, but she couldn't help speaking faster: "Kabala, isn't your face usually very white? Why is it suddenly dark today?"

On the other side of the altar, the young priest who usually had good luck smiled bitterly and couldn't answer this question.

Who knows what luck is?

If there is a way to solve the problem of luck, how come there are so many high-level "Africans"?