"Who knows if your words are just an excuse? Even so, Iaquinta's slaughter of my Sunderland soldiers is truly unforgivable." Adam Johnson, his heart filled with hatred, questioned without any attempt to conceal his accusation.
Rosario looked up, his terrifying gaze filled with chilling killing intent. An invisible force burst forth, and Johnson was instantly struck as if by a severe blow, coughing up blood and swaying precariously.
"You..." Adam Johnson glared at him.
"That attack was a warning against your distrust of the Church." Rosario's voice was filled with undeniable ruthlessness. " Iaquinta's killing of his fellow Human Clan was wrong, and I will deal with him. Now, everyone return to your camps immediately to command your troops. I will send papal troops to support you. However, anyone who dares to challenge the authority of the Church again will be executed without mercy!"
The situation suddenly became tense.
Apart from Adam Johnson's continued extreme dissatisfaction, under the threat of the Church's power, the other powerful commanders of the empire could only disperse after a brief discussion.
Adam Johnson was wounded by Rosario and unable to continue fighting. The Sunderland Empire was left with less than a hundred men, isolated and helpless, and was eventually taken in temporarily by the Everton Empire.
The battle continues.
As time passed, the battlefield became like a giant millstone of life.
The two sides fought back and forth, with countless lives lost every moment.
Despite the casualty ratio between the Human Clan and goblins exceeding one to twenty, the situation was gradually tilting in favor of the goblin army.
The Church did indeed send approximately several thousand priests to treat wounded soldiers in various imperial army camps.
However, the other so-called reinforcements still did not appear even after nightfall.
However, a large number of downed goblin airships, as well as some captured goblin engineers, goblin warriors, and other spoils of war were forcibly taken away from the camps of the various empires by the Barcelona and Juventus Empire, citing the need for centralized statistics and distribution of spoils.
In particular, the side stationed in Everton not only never received medical support from the Church priests, but also did not share a large amount of defense from other places. Some powerful armies in the surrounding area were also transferred away by the Holy Church under various pretexts, putting the people of Everton under tremendous pressure and causing heavy casualties.
As night fell, it became clear that the Everton Empire's defenses were in dire straits and on the verge of collapse.
"That damned bastard... It's my fault, I dragged everyone down. That Rosario is no good; he's only so hostile to the Everton Empire because you took me in..."
Adam Johnson, filled with anger and resentment, staggered to his feet, spitting blood from his mouth, and said guiltily.
"I really should have gone to Iduna City with Princess Elena of the Northern Region Empire back then, what a pity..."
Commander Fellaini of the Everton Empire watched his soldiers fall one after another, his heart filled with regret. A single wrong decision—following the Holy Church —had led to this predicament.
Such actions by the Holy Church are truly disheartening.
"No, I have to find Rosario and get to the bottom of this. I'd rather die than delay any longer." Adam Johnson forcefully activated the remaining Dou Qi within him, stood up, and headed towards the central camp.
"Don't be impulsive! If you keep causing trouble, Rosario will definitely find an excuse to kill you!" Fellaini was shocked and hurriedly stopped him.
"I can't worry about that anymore. My entire army has been wiped out, and I have no face to return to the Sunderland Empire to see their families and friends. If my death can let the commanders of other empires see the true face of the Holy Church, then I will die without regret."
Adam Johnson spoke, he shook off Fellaini's obstruction, transformed into a streak of light, and sped towards the central Holy Church.
Unable to stop him in time, Fellaini, worried about Adam Johnson's safety, quickly summoned his adjutant to make arrangements. He then contacted several other powerful figures from the empire and together they headed to the Holy Church's camp.
The group agreed that if Cardinal Rosario really wanted to find an excuse to kill Adam Johnson, at least they could plead for Adam Johnson perhaps save his life.
With hearts pounding, the group arrived at the Holy Church's camp, only to be surprised to find that the entrance was only fluttering with the flames of magical traps and automatic defensive arrays, with no guards or knights in sight.
What happened?
Fellaini and the others were somewhat surprised.
For some reason, the entire camp felt strangely empty.
The defenses of the Holy Church's main camp shouldn't be so lax.
What exactly happened here?
A sense of foreboding crept into everyone's hearts.
They rushed inside and, sure enough, the entire Holy Church camp was completely empty. There were no holy masters or knights in sight, not even warhorses or other mounts. Only a few tents remained.
"Damn it, all the Church people have run away! We've been tricked! Someone come quick..."
A tent in the distance was lifted, Adam Johnson stormed out, his face contorted with rage.
Seeing Fellaini and the others, Johnson said angrily, "There's not a single person here. Not only the Church's camp, but even the Barcelona and Juventus camps are completely empty..."
"What?" Fellaini came over and helped Johnson up, Earth Inquiry incredulously.
"The camp still retains traces of spatial Teleport. Those cowards, scum, bastards... these guys actually used us as cannon fodder, made us hold off the goblins, and then they ran away! Damn it, I knew it all along, these scum had no conscience..."
Johnson was trembling with rage.
"Such a thing could happen?"
How could they do such a shameless thing?
"Those shameless bastards, they ran away with the spoils."
" The Church has acquired goblin technology and war machine manufacturing techniques—all obtained through the bloodshed of our warriors! Damn it!"
"Damn it, what do we do now?"
"It's over, we're finished. Without a god-level expert to protect us, we have no way to escape..."
No one expected this to happen. The three major powers, who had vowed to support the various empires and were conserving their strength for battle, suddenly turned around and fled with their armies...
Everything the major empires did ultimately benefited others.
Just as everyone was filled with rage, an unexpected incident occurred—
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Third update <dd>