After a fierce clash, three of the Church of the God of Nobility's nine Legendary powerhouses had fallen, while among the Church of the God of Knowledge's six holy sons and holy daughters, two had died and two were wounded. In terms of their current fighting strength, it was roughly six against three.
The Church of the God of Nobility held a tremendous advantage.
Yet high in the sky, the God of Nobility's expression was exceedingly grim.
Smoke and dust could not obscure a god's sight, so He had seen the battle within the haze perfectly clearly.
Two holy warriors of the Church of the God of Nobility had arrived together. Just as the two blades of light were about to strike two holy sons respectively, the air before them suddenly trembled. A blonde girl abruptly appeared, the strange ship rigging on her body opening fire in succession and knocking both blades aside, saving the two holy sons.
A trace of surprise appeared on the iron-hard faces of the two holy warriors, but their hands did not hesitate in the slightest. They immediately changed course, flanking her from the left and right as they swung their blades at the girl trying to stop them.
By all rights, the girl's strength was only about that of someone who had just entered the Legendary realm. Facing two opponents alone, defeat was certain—indeed, death was certain. Yet there was no worry or unease on her face. Instead, grinning brightly, she took off a pouch hanging at her waist and pulled out—
Several potatoes.
At that moment, the God of Nobility truly could not believe His eyes. Potatoes?! Why potatoes? What was so special about potatoes? Were they powerful? Could they serve as a medium for some special spell? Or did they merely look