Chapter 81 The Dark Moon Goddess is Calling You (Second Update)
"Kill!!"

The sound of killing was so deafening that it made Deya's eardrums hurt.

What I smell is the smell of rust and blood.

Deya's vision was just filled with colors. All he saw was a sea of ​​scarlet, and all he heard were terrifying screams.

Less than ten meters in front of him, a murderous soldier from the Church of Dawn was stabbing a soldier from the Church of Dark Moon in the abdomen with a long knife.

He twisted the opponent's intestines with force, directly cutting them, and then pulled the sharp long knife out of the opponent's abdomen.

The Dark Moon Church soldier covered his stomach and fell to the ground in pain, but he could not stop his intestines from flowing out.

His pain soon ended as the soldier from the Church of Dawn chopped off his head with another blow, killing him completely.

After killing a man, the soldier's eyes became even more ferocious and fierce, and his gaze looked towards Deya who was ten meters away.

He took a step forward, raised his long sword, and rushed towards Deya while shouting.

But Deya didn't need to make any move. After the soldier ran forward two steps, his brain and body separated, and he fell to the ground with blood gushing from his neck.

Beside Deya, besides him, there are other extraordinary people who have entered the world to recall and chosen the force of the 'Dark Moon Goddess'.

"Fuck him! Why are we at the front line of the battlefield right now?"

"Fuck the Kobold, I'm not fucking ready!"

"Hey, stop being dazed. We are in the same camp now. Let's unite together and break through together!"

There was a lot of noise on the battlefield, and the sound of weapons clashing was endless.

Fighting with cold weapons is really too cruel. If you enter such a battlefield without preparation and see the corpses everywhere, it is easy to have a mental breakdown.

Although Deya has never experienced a battlefield, as a necromancer, he is not afraid of corpses and even likes them quite a bit.

He looked with regret at the countless corpses lying on the ground in all directions; these were all good materials.

Unfortunately, his current ring number is too low, and he is temporarily unable to transform all these corpses into undead.

Therefore, he must hurry to the headquarters of the Dark Moon Goddess Church to complete the final ceremony.

Deya looked around him calmly.

Including myself, there are probably a dozen people here. They are all extraordinary people who were thrown into this battlefield at the same time to participate in the world remembrance.

The weakest among these people has three rings, and there are even masters with five rings.

In terms of configuration alone, it is not inferior to the assassination team that Deya encountered in the bar.

But in terms of coordination, these mobs are far behind and can only fight on their own.

Their extraordinary professions can be roughly guessed from their weapons and equipment, which are quite diverse, and there are even priests of the Church of the Fire of Order among them.

The priests of the church are very easy to recognize, as they all carry a holy emblem.

As one of the nine orthodox churches, the holy emblem of the 'Fire of Order' is a flame that burns the fog.

Fortunately, this is World Memory, and the 'NPCs' in World Memory will consciously not care about these discordant things.

It is impossible in history that the priests of Fire of Order would participate in the war between the Goddess of Dawn and the Goddess of Dark Moon, and even join the side of the Goddess of Dark Moon!

Excluding the extraordinary people like priests who use divine magic, there is only one spellcaster, Deya, among these dozen people. This shows how rare the spellcaster profession is.

While observing his surroundings, Deya quickly cast all the protective magic he knew on himself.

All the extraordinary people below the 8th ring are still mortal, unless they have undergone special transformation of their bodies, if someone stabs you in the vitals, you will be dead.

This is called being killed, and one will die!

[You used the 1st level spell 'Shield']

[You used the 1st level spell 'Mage Armor']

[You used the 1st level spell 'Secondary Deflection Field']

"..."

There was no way to save spell slots at this time, so Deya cast countless shields on himself in an instant.

At this moment, someone shouted, "Be careful, it's the Alchemy Spear Team!"

The voice just fell,

'boom! '

'boom! '

'boom! '

'boom! '

“……”Dense gunshots came like raindrops.

A few hundred meters away, a team of elite gunners were firing intensively at them.

Firearms have existed in this world for thousands of years.

However, the bullets used in the firearms here are not gunpowder, but an alchemical item, so they are expensive.

Only an organization of the size of a country can form an alchemical firearms unit, and such a unit is built with money.

But there is no doubt that these troops are powerful.

These alchemical bullets are extremely powerful, far exceeding the range of bows and crossbows.

For a transcendent below the third ring, facing an alchemist gunsmith is just like an ordinary person facing an American Iai, they can't stop the bullets at all.

Transcendents above the third ring can block it with their extraordinary powers, but they will get hurt if they are not careful.

If you get injured on the battlefield, it may very well be the beginning of death!
One by one, the extraordinary people began to show their magical powers.

The transcendent who possesses armor proficiency summons cloth armor, leather armor, heavy armor and other armor.

These armors are not the kind of armor that is crafted, but the "specialty" of the extraordinary.

Normally, these armors are not physical objects and do not need to be worn on the body. They can be summoned at any time during battle.

The armor obtained by the extraordinary after being promoted through "expertise" is itself a magical item with performance far exceeding that of physical armor.

This is the power of expertise, which brings tremendous strength improvement to extraordinary people.

If you want to obtain powerful expertise, you need to get a high evaluation in World Memories.

The extraordinary person wearing cloth armor was shot by those alchemical bullets. He grimaced in pain, but fortunately he was not injured.

The priest of the Fire of Order actually had an expertise in heavy armor. He was just standing there in his heavy armor, and those alchemical bullets could not penetrate him at all.

And those who have no expertise in armor or shields can only use their own abilities to try to dodge these alchemical bullets.

The wanderers moved quickly with their speed, some warriors used the wind to determine their positions, and even dared to use the swords in their hands to cut bullets.

But this behavior is too difficult. If you are not careful, a small hole will be shot in your body.

Fortunately, the physical fitness of extraordinary people above the third ring is far superior to that of ordinary people. As long as they are not hit directly in the vital parts, minor injuries will not affect their combat effectiveness.

But even so, there were still two three-ring transcendents who were not strong enough and were directly shot into sieves by the opponent's volley of fire.

[You used the 3rd level spell 'Reverse Arrow']

The badge spell of Deya's Nine-Ring Tower was automatically activated again.

Under the magic force field, some of the incoming bullets were deflected, and a large part of them were turned back.

In an instant, screams came from the Alchemical Firearms Brigade hundreds of meters away. The alchemical bullets bounced back and hit them, taking away a number of lives in an instant.

Who told them to look at Deya, who was wearing a black robe and could be seen as a wizard at first glance, and shoot a lot of bullets at him in particular.

Seeing that their side had suffered heavy losses from magic, the Dawn Church quickly ordered the alchemical firearms brigade to retreat, and others filled in the front line.

But at this time, Deya's face was gloomy.

It has only been a few minutes since I entered the World of Recollection, and I have already used so many spells that the spell slots are simply not enough!
No wonder on the battlefield, no matter what kind of extraordinary person you are, as long as you haven’t reached the sixth ring, you may die at any time.

If a mage has no spell slots, any random soldier can kill him.

As for warriors, they have limited energy and cannot kill many people. When they run out of strength, they will be chopped into meat paste.

The most important thing is, I am a fucking mage. I should be standing in the back as a drone pilot. How can I run to the front line as a fill-in baby!

The faces of the extraordinary people beside Deya brightened. They subconsciously came to Deya and protected him, shouting anxiously:

"Mage, hurry up and use your powerful spells to blast a way out for us. We will protect you!"

The real output still depends on the master!
Deya glanced at the person who spoke and said, "I am not from the School of Evolution."

After he finished speaking, he finally had time to summon the undead.

The fight started right after he came in, and he only had time to use protective magic on himself. He didn't have time to use necromancy.

Those extraordinary people were disappointed, but when they saw the Ringwraith Knights appearing in front of Deya, and the mummies and zombies crawling out from the ground, their eyes brightened.

"Necromancer!"

It doesn’t matter if you’re not from the School of Evolution. We prefer those from the School of Necromancy on the battlefield!

[The God of Dark Moon and Sunset is calling you]

At this moment, a prompt appeared on Deya's panel!

(End of this chapter)