I am a god in another world

One by one, the somewhat bewildered Dalaoma soldiers appeared in the army formation. Regardless of whether they were originally wearing armor or had mounts, they were now wearing armor, the same equipment as the Red Falcon Knights - blood-red plate armor, two-handed swords and heavy knight lances, all of which were +1 magic equipment.

Regardless of whether they originally had the ability to use these weapons, they now had them, at least reaching the extraordinary level.

There was an extra divine red warhorse under their crotch.

Similarly, regardless of whether they originally knew how to fight on horseback, now they knew how to fight, also at the extraordinary level.

This was the reward they received as heroic warriors for responding to the war call of the Lady of Strategy - this was their god, who used his divine power to help them shape it.

The divine power was ready-made.

It came from the continuous prayers of 100,000 soldiers and civilians in Dalaoma.

The prayers here did not stop because of the war, but became more pious and more passionate.

Many Dalaoma residents who were originally passive, with the change of their minds, directly became believers of the Lady of Strategy, and some became fanatical followers and devout believers.

Since she was deified, Lady Strategy has never been so wealthy.

As the God of Strategy, she naturally has a deep understanding of the principle of reward and punishment.

Divine power is not accumulated, but provided by the divinity transformed from the power of faith provided by more believers.

It is wisest to use it reasonably, stabilize more devout believers, and convert more believers.

Summoning them to fight side by side with you is also one of the means.

Just look at the changes in the expressions on the faces of the Dalaoma soldiers who responded to the call.

The moment they appeared, most of them looked confused and at a loss.

Before this, no one explained the situation to them in detail. They just prayed devoutly and responded to the call of Lady Strategy that sounded in their ears.

But after seeing the tall figure in front, all irrelevant emotions faded away, leaving only a strong desire to fight and excitement. Fighting for your own god and to protect your own city, what a glorious thing it is?

A majestic figure appeared on the other side of Ms. Strategy. She was not riding a warhorse, but a wild boar with a pair of huge razor tusks. She said in a clear and loud voice: "Nora is willing to fight for the lady."

The number of cavalrymen behind the Red Knight reached five rows, each row of one hundred, and the call stopped.

Ms. Strategy did not give a pre-war speech, but just waved her sword heavily and shouted: "Charge with me."

Then she rushed out first.

Without any hesitation, five hundred cavalrymen marched in neat steps and followed the Red Knight to charge.

On the battlefield, the most inspiring and exciting scene is when the cavalrymen lowered their knights' guns and bravely rushed towards the enemy that was several times larger than themselves and seemed invincible.

The roaring sound of horse hooves, like drumsticks hitting the earth, beat the rhythmic roar into everyone's heart.

Previously, Ms. Strategy showed only personal bravery, but now she shows collective strength.

Under her command, these five hundred knights, like a complete whole, changed their shapes back and forth, gathered or dispersed, separated or combined, exerting their strength to the extreme.

Even when facing strange creatures eroded by corrupt power, they were overturned and killed one after another.

Even if they were undead creatures, they were not truly immortal, let alone a group of corrupt puppets.

Just when Ms. Strategy led her knights to go back and forth and kill wantonly.

Caroline, who thought she had succeeded in her conspiracy, also began a full-scale counterattack.

The corrupt divinity rushed out from the depths of the roots of the gods, and rushed towards the dragon oak mother tree with great momentum.

Wherever it passed, it was like destroying withered and rotten.

This is the essence of corruption, the power of law that transcends all living beings and many powers.

Even the extremely large dragon oak mother tree cannot resist the erosion from this power.

Even with the dragon oak dream and the half-moon colt added together, the purification speed is less than one-tenth of the corruption erosion speed.

The dragon oak claws are being stained and turned black at a speed visible to the naked eye.

No matter how big the dragon oak mother tree is, it can't withstand this speed of erosion.

Once the dragon oak mother tree is corrupted, it will be a fatal disaster for both the material plane and the fairy wilderness.

Dragon claws, dragon wrists, dragon arms...

As the crazy erosion of the corrupt divinity continues, Caroline has a clearer understanding of the uniqueness and power of the dragon oak mother tree.

This is a world tree comparable to the elves.

These idiots have not fully mastered her power at all, and they can use less than one percent, otherwise they would have crushed the root of the gods into slag long ago. Even if it has restraining power, it will become a joke in the face of absolute power.

If it can be corrupted, the half-moon colt is not worth mentioning at all.

Because she will have power beyond the mundane, since there is a chance to replace the corrupt and fallen god, why should she spend time and effort to resurrect that idiot?

The possibility shown alone makes this Moando's great pet servant excited.

When Moando was alive, he did have absolute control over his pet servants.

But after he died, this control was greatly weakened, especially for those high-level pet servants.

It was normal for Caroline to have such a rebellious idea among the cultists.

They are originally a group of evil, selfish people who can abandon everything for their own interests, including their own gods.

Especially when there is a chance to replace them.

"Now, do it!"

Several figures appeared in the depths of the God's Root, where the Strategy Lady last stayed.

It was not teleportation, but Gavin's limited deployment of troops.

In this case, the electoral power from the Goddess of Strategy is more useful and more accurate than teleportation.

The two are regarded as allies. As long as she steps, Gavin can deploy troops.

If the corrupt divinity is not completely transferred from the God's Root, not to mention Gavin and his team, even the Crimson Knight will not dare to easily carry out the decapitation tactic.

The first to take action was Daniel, and the Rising Sun Hammer was thrown out by him, and the target was the Dragon Tooth Altar.

At the moment of hitting the Dragon Tooth Altar, a dazzling light burst out instantly.

Even if they were prepared, everyone could clearly feel the burning light.

Ah...

Ah...

Roar...

All kinds of miserable, weird, and terrifying painful roars echoed in everyone's ears.

Although the corrupt monsters are not undead creatures, they are undoubted dark creatures, and negative energy is an important part of their bodies.

Facing the attack of the divine power, although they did not eat everything like the undead creatures, they also ate 80%.

Not only did a large number of corrupt monsters dissolve on the spot, but even the corrupt substances inside the root of the gods were vaporized in large quantities.

The smell inside the root of the gods was already bad enough, and it was even worse this time, the kind that irritated the eyes.

The moment the sun exploded.

Gavin had already charged towards the Dragon Tooth Altar under the escort of Daniel, August and Veronica.

They had only one goal, which was to send Gavin safely to the side of the great pet servant of Moando, so that his death roar could be exerted to the extreme.

For this tactic, Daniel and August, who had personally witnessed the power of the death roar, naturally had no objection.

The only one who had doubts was Veronica.

After all, Gavin's professional level was there, and using professional level to measure a person's strength was a concept deeply rooted in the bones of Faerun.

Even true gods could not be completely immune to the world - the godhood level was another professional system, transcending the mundane, and only gods had it.

But as a warrior, her instinct made her suppress this doubt in her heart. After all, the other party was a candidate for the strategy lady, and must have his own unique features, but she had not discovered them yet.

The distance of thirty meters was reached in an instant.

Those corrupt monsters with residual blood were no match for the three extraordinary paladins, especially Daniel, who had taken back the Sunrise Hammer, and basically hit one by one, without any ambiguity.

"Do you really think I'm easy to bully?" Caroline roared angrily.

It was understandable that a true god incarnation dared to kill her alone.

Several extraordinary paladins dared to rush to her.

What made her most angry and unbelievable was that there was a professional who was not even extraordinary.

What did they think of her?

A weak little monster?

The root of the gods squirmed wildly, and a large number of corrupted monsters came out of it.

At the same time, as it squirmed, the position of the dragon tooth altar began to move rapidly.

The root of the gods was a living thing, and everything here could move, including the altar as the operation center.

The most troublesome thing was the large number of corrupted vines that came out from all directions. They were swinging wildly, trying to tie up everything around them.

The situation that Ms. Strategy faced at the beginning reappeared. The four walls of the root of the gods began to squirm and close wildly, trying to completely submerge them here.

Collective dazzling spell!

A soft light emerged from everyone at the same time. The effect of this spell was equivalent to the dazzling spell, providing everyone with +4 charm enhancement value.

Six-ring spell.

Veronica's handwriting.

The Holy Strategist is a full-time priest of the Lady of Strategy. In addition to some special abilities, they can also use the regular spells of the priest. The professional level of the Holy Strategist is equivalent to the priest level, and the spell effect is the same.

The half-moon colt under Gavin's crotch neighed, threw off its hooves and ran wildly. The four hooves burned with blazing black flames. Wherever it stepped, the corrupt vines there would burn and wither.

Corruption in the forest is not only useful for natural plants, but also more effective against them.

But now they are inside the root of the gods, and the connection between the half-moon colt and the dragon oak mother tree is cut off, and the corrupt power it can accommodate is very limited.

So they can only absorb and release at the same time, and come up with a corrupt impact from time to time.

The half-moon colt is snow-white for a while, and black as ink for a while.

"I got you!"

Gavin and Caroline both had the smile of a hunter who caught the prey.

Caroline showed this smile because Gavin and the half-moon colt rushed too fast and had been disconnected from the other three extraordinary priests. At least they couldn't provide assistance.

Although the Half Moon Colt is no longer that important because of the Dragon Oak Mother Tree, it is still a living species of Moando. Holding it in hand is equivalent to holding a seed to create more seeds of Moando.

Even if it is not used to revive Moando, it is a good choice to use it to create more pet servants of one's own.

As for the strength of the two, she did not take it into consideration at all.

The ability of the Half Moon Pony to absorb corruption is only useful for dealing with ordinary monsters and brainless creatures, but it is far from enough for dealing with a great pet servant like her.

They can become the great pet servants of Moando, relying not only on the little power bestowed by Moando.

Gavin showed this smile, of course, because he is now close enough to the great pet servant of Moando, so close that the other party has no room to dodge, especially when most of his body is bitten by the dragon tooth altar and cannot move.

The top hunters often appear as prey.

This is Gavin's current situation.

Caroline's contempt for him is his best weapon.

Undead revenge field!

Designated enemy!

The preliminary preparations were done in one go.

When Caroline noticed something was wrong, Gavin had already pulled the trigger at her head.

Death Roar made a death roar.