Infinite reincarnation of glory

Chapter 550·America’s Expedition

Lemuel, the mercy of God.

In the previous battle, it had escaped from Zhan Lan's eyes, leaving the battlefield like the second Michael coming.

And now, its brilliance has descended on the land of America in 1939.

Yahweh supported him, and the reincarnators did not exert much power on the land of America. And because of this, the moment it descended, the entire land of America reverberated with the angel's announcement.

"Rejoice, exiles from a foreign land. You are favored by God's coming, for the Lord, the Most High, has decided to entrust your hands with the task of conquering all the nations of the earth."

"This is your manifest destiny. You will fight for God until the whole world is filled with God's glory!"

Its sound is accompanied by its power. Its power is accompanied by its radiance.

The phenomenon of sanctification spread across the entire North American continent in an instant. The famous Statue of Liberty, in full view of the public, melted and transformed like a clay embryo in a workshop, and finally turned into a statue of an angel who was good at fighting!

The residents of America were attracted by the light, and they walked out of their homes in a daze, bathing in the brilliance of the holy white. The fantasy embodiments from Mount Sinai transformed their bodies in large areas, equipped them with weapons, and provided them with a certain degree of strength enhancement.

They saw heaven.

They saw themselves landing on a land flowing with milk and honey, surrounded by beautiful angels. Here they enjoyed fine wines, delicious food, and beautiful women that were unimaginable in the world. The touch of bliss surrounded them, and after everything reached its peak, it transformed into authority and glory.

They saw themselves crowned king. They saw themselves conquering all directions in the name of God, until all the kings from all directions fell at their feet. They saw themselves being promoted by the supreme God, with a halo above their heads and wings on their bodies, turning into immortal people of light and sharing the eternal glory of the only God.

[The strong should dominate the weak. 】

[The weak should obey the strong. 】

[Since you follow this principle, you will be rewarded in the immortal heaven. 】

[But you, you need to let this world know. What is Yahweh, what is Yahweh? 】

The oracle descended.

The Americans were ejected from the illusion of the Promised Land and returned once again to the difficult land inhabited by mortals. Some of them screamed like crazy the moment they came to. But soon, a larger group enveloped them, kneeling down to the archangel above the sky, eagerly showing their yearning for divine power.

"America is yours forever, Most High God!"

"We will always be your most loyal followers and most loyal servants, and we are willing to spread the flame for you anywhere on the earth!"

"Go to war! Go to war! God's will! God's will!"

America went wild. They recall the ancient memory of the Mayflower, remembering that they once had a homeland and that they have always been the People of God. And this emotion was infinitely amplified in an instant until it filled their bodies and minds.

War, war of the world.

America will join the battlefield even faster than in the canon, and they'll do it now.

"Eastern Crusade! We march eastward! We are the Ninth Crusade, and we will bring all the lands under the sun under the rule of God!"

The port is moving.

The clusters of battleships that would be sunk at Pearl Harbor a few years later spewed smoke of power. All the incomplete ammunition and fuel were instantly replenished by the realization of the fantasy. Groups of sanctified soldiers were arranged in neat formations without any command, and they moved towards the sea area where the east was located!

They are about to go to war.

They are on an expedition.

Their morale was high and they were full of enthusiasm. They vowed to capture every inch of land they could see for God. Because the glory of God is spreading on each of them, and the radiance of the archangel is also shining on the entire sea.

until……

"Enemy attack! There is a fleet!"

There are dedicated sentries at the top of the fleet flagship pointing into the distance. At the eastern end, on the horizon of the ocean, large black spots are growing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It’s boats, lots of boats.

However, when America's naval commander raised his telescope, he subconsciously laughed.

"It's just a group of wooden boats. There's nothing strange about it."

"That looks like a three-masted warship from two thousand years ago."

"Haha, they will just smash into the bow of the Arizona!"

The sailors laughed, but still loaded the heavy artillery in an orderly manner.

Although I don’t know why at this time, a group of three-masted warships from the classical era appeared in the Atlantic Ocean, which was impossible for them to sail and was filled with terrible wind and waves. But war is war. Once an enemy situation appears on the battlefield, all soldiers must take it seriously.

They made the right decision - they were fanatical, but not in disarray.

Because the next moment, an angel's announcement came from the sky.

"O warriors of God, a difficult test lies ahead. Those are the evil and powerful Minoans, and they must not give up victory!"

Its announcement made America confused for a moment.

Minos…what is Minos?

Ah... Over there in the Mediterranean, there seems to be a legend about a minotaur called the Minotaur?

It seems like a small island country that has ceased to exist since BC?

The most knowledgeable Americans can only come up with this kind of information.

And the next moment, they knew why the archangel announced. Because the flag of the Golden Thunder Tree was raised high and expanded rapidly toward the empty void. In an instant, the phantom of the giant tree extended from the sea level to the sky!

‘Crack-! ’

Thunder exploded.

On Minos's three-masted warship, a hail of arrows flashing with thunder suddenly burst out.

The arrow, which could only cover two hundred meters at most, actually crossed nearly ten kilometers of ocean with a straight trajectory at this moment. Bombarding the ship with speed and precision at dozens of times the speed of sound!

At dozens of times the speed of sound, even a stone would be more powerful than a conventional small missile. The marks of the Cretan archers landed on this foreign country far away from their homeland in a manner that was dozens of times more powerful than the original. In the next moment, the steel of the 20th century would face the arrows and thunder of BC.

'boom--! ! ! ’

Steel is vulnerable.

The alloy structure is vulnerable.

The battleship's protective plate, which was equivalent to several meters thick, was penetrated in an instant, and then, the restrained thunder caused a large-scale explosion inside the ship.

Death covered America's warships - thousands of fanatical consecrated marines evaporated in an instant. Several battleships melted and ten times as many warships were severely damaged. The next moment, Minos' three-masted warship had arrived at the sea area where the port was located.

"Fire! Fight back! Sink those ships!"

"Crash them!"

The navy still had morale. They turned the naval guns, and the coastal defense artillery fire on the shore also started to operate, spitting out blazing fire. The authority of the archangel was exerted on these twentieth-century weapons, allowing them to explode far beyond The sheer power of designing the limits.

Americans have some hope.

However, the next moment, the shadow of the golden thunder tree drooped down, and countless golden leaves covered the classic three-masted battleship. And the steel projectiles of the 20th century were completely unable to break through the defense of the golden leaves!

How can mere steel defeat trees?

How could the archangel who took office hastily be able to resist the well-prepared theocratic power?

Whether it was coastal defense guns or naval guns, they not only failed to cause damage to Minos' warships, they even failed to slow them down at all. The next moment, the classical fleet crashed into the last layer of defense in the port.

During World War II, no country would install ram angles on battleships.

So now, America's steel battleship has to face the power of the Minoan warship's collision.

Even a three-masted battleship is as small as a mouse compared to an elephant in front of the battleship.

but--

‘Gah——’

Metal tears.

Steel is no match for wood.

Minos's ships tore through America's ships like scissors tearing through paper. No matter how hard America's sanctified navy struggled and resisted, they used machine guns and sabers to resist each other. The end result is the same.

They were torn apart and destroyed - the main force of America's navy, which was supposed to be sunk in Pearl Harbor a few years later, was all destroyed in the early autumn of 1939. But the rain of Minos' arrows continued to rain down, flooding the port and bombarding the city inside the port indiscriminately.

The Americans are retreating.

They fought bravely, but they were losing ground.

The advance of the battle line could not be contained, and America's army could only cry out in despair. And before they were overwhelmed by Minos's army, all they could do was to pray one last time.

"My Lord! My Lord! Why don't you send down your divine light!"

"Why did you do nothing and watch us die!?"

They pray.

They looked to heaven in prayer.

They saw Lemuel fighting with Minos' thunder tree. Seeing the thunder breaking through the archangel's glow - the sharp thunder spear from the golden thunder tree penetrated the archangel's wings and blasted it into the foot of a mountain. After that, there was silence for several seconds, because the downed archangel never returned to the battlefield.

They were abandoned by the archangel.

They were abandoned by Yahweh.

The thunder tree of Minos was a power that the reincarnators had not shown before. In order to obtain this latest information, the casualties of mere mortals do not need to be taken into consideration at all.

After all, the strong should dominate the weak, and the weak should obey the strong - this is the order of heaven.

So, to the God of Heaven. If the sacrifice of the weak can be exchanged for information about the enemy's strong ones, then this is obviously the glory of this group of weak people. Because God has given them gifts to be useful in God’s cause.

Trading space for time, that's all.

After all... the Minoans only captured one city, and there were still many more cities on the land of America.

"The time has come for martyrdom! Fight for God!"

Large groups of American soldiers who were completely sanctified and accepted the order of heaven bravely headed towards the top of the landing fleet without fear of death. And soon, their sabers and rifles were all broken on the bronze armor of the Minoan warriors. The few fleets of planes were of no use, because Minos' arrows could snipe the highest-flying fighter planes 10,000 meters above the sky.

They fought to the death.

They fought to the death.

However, the sanctification of heaven only had time to cover America's soldiers. Those civilians who had not yet had time to be sanctified cried and raised their hands in surrender as their faith in God was shattered.

The Minoans accepted them, and they were about to become Minoan's power.

Soon, the Golden Thunder Tree took root in this port city. This land came under the control of Minos.

But there is only one city.

There is only one.

Outside this city, there are dozens of large cities in America. Remiel's divine light is shining on every most secret corner.

Large numbers of troops are gathering. Arms against the Minoans were being restructured. And America's power of faith turned into a majestic tide, gathering and converging on Remiel as the mercy of God.

Yahweh did not put more power on this battlefield, and this majestic faith did not flow back to where Mount Sinai is. All the resources in this land will be driven by Remiel in the following war, making it stronger in the war.

This war will not end soon.

This……

“The process was not as long as expected.”

Jiang Yu stood on the top of the thunder tree, Melina beside him. He had not taken action in previous wars. He appeared here to prevent Yahweh from suddenly throwing too much power into this battlefield and destroying Minos in one fell swoop.

...it didn't do that.

Out of caution or strategic inclination.

Although America is not Egypt, it does not escape the category of casual chess. The momentary victory or defeat will not have much impact. After all, the real outcome depends on the confrontation between the gods.

"Have you gained anything?" asked his companion.

"A lot has been gained." Jiang Yu nodded. "Yahwei relies on the mortal army to spy on our intelligence, but why aren't we spying on its intelligence through the same channels? It is more urgent than expected, and the Sword of Damocles hanging above its head will be more urgent than expected. It descended more quickly than expected - of course, there are also some secrets of its unique power system, not many, but it will be effective in subsequent battlefields."

"Understood." Melina knew that he did not intend to discuss this strategic information too deeply. "So, what do I do next?"

"Maintain the offensive and compress the opponent's space for movement. It doesn't matter if you can't win for a while, and it doesn't matter if you are disadvantaged occasionally. As long as the war here continues, it meets our needs."

Jiang Yu said.

After all, both America and Egypt are just secondary battlefields used to test each other's skills.

And closest to the true heart of the ceremony, the Hebrews’ ‘Promised Land’. Mou Gang and the Hittites under his command were preparing their troops.