"The war has begun."
Herolia watched the distant sky beyond Black Shell City. Following Herolia's gaze, Messiah saw the gray mist gathering in the distance, forming a vortex.
Thunder and lightning began to crack across the sky. By all appearances, it was a sign that a storm was approaching.
"Lady Herolia, are you going to send the Holy Army to support them?"
Messiah asked from behind Herolia.
Herolia had not left this room for the past half month in Black Shell City. However, thanks to the Magic Web, Messiah had not found those two weeks particularly boring.
"The Holy Army? Of course... I already issued the order by Text Message." Herolia said, "But the battlefield isn't here... It's in that game called World Rift."
"World Rift..."
Messiah had played the game for a short while when it had first launched, but her busy work had forced her to abandon the account she had only just leveled to sixty.
After that, Messiah had never touched World Rift again.
"The Rift Battlefield event. The true battlefield against the gray mist is there, not in the real world... Messiah, your legion should have received my order as well. As the Legion Commander, go communicate with them." Herolia said.
"Lady Herolia, I don't think the Holy Army can have any combat power at all on the Rift Battlefield..."
Messiah was still somewhat self-aware in this regard. Although the Magic Web was permitted in the Holy Church Country, some believers from the Conservative Faction still regarded this creation of demons with great taboo.
This had caused the Magic Web to spread very slowly throughout the Holy Church Country, let alone among an organization as disciplined as the Holy Army. Being able to browse Magic Web Vision was already the limit for most of them, and