"What do we do? This divine envoy is far too powerful—we simply can't resist him. Should we immediately scatter and hide?"
At the sight, the high priests of the various divine kingdoms immediately began to panic.
They could also tell that the divine envoy was coming for them.
So they now had two choices.
The first was naturally to avoid his sharp edge for the moment and scatter to evade him.
Even if the divine envoy wanted to hunt them down, he would have to expend considerable effort.
The second was for everyone to join forces and confront him.
However, because of the gap in strength, although they could hold him off for a while and perhaps even drive the divine envoy back, casualties were very likely in the process.
In their past defenses of the city, it was because this divine envoy had acted at the most critical moments that they had failed at the final hurdle every time, never once achieving victory.
Otherwise, with the advantage of a solid fortress, it would have been possible for them to win occasionally.
"Everyone, there's no need to run. Baron Nalant should make his move!"
Just as the high priests guarding the bridge were panicking, the two high priests who had come as reinforcements remained comparatively calm.
They spoke up to persuade the other high priests.
"Baron Nalant will make his move? But with the divine envoy's strength, Baron Nalant probably won't be able to stop him, will he?"
The bridge-guarding high priests hesitated at those words.
Nalant was indeed powerful. They had witnessed it with their own eyes during his battle against the God of the Sun last time.
But this divine envoy was even more powerful than the God of the Sun.
After all, the God of the Sun