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    ---- Chapter 2955 The Lomuia Grand Cathedral had descended upon the Ounds with 30 thousand Vindicators. The scale was overwhelming, signaling theunch of an unprecedented war. At this moment, inside the Church army encampment, reports flowed in nonstop, all of them battlefield updates. "My lord, Warwick City has been taken by our forces." "Your Grace, our troops have secured the three major coastal strongholds." "Your Eminence Mephiston, at Storm City, our troops are already at the gates.


    Now we only await yourmand to spread our Lord''s majesty!" God''s Left Hand, Mephiston, whose rank in the Lomuia Grand Cathedral was second only to the Pope, was tall but not imposing. Instead, he appeared somewhat frail, and his entire being seemed aged and weary. His ears were filled with battle reports, but Mephiston did not even lift his eyes, keeping them closed as he rested in his chair. Nearby were the busy legionmanders and Kass in his red ---- robes.


    Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Kass said with a bitter smile, "Your Eminence, the attack on Storm City requires your orders." Mephiston remained lying down, letting out a faint hum before saying nothing more. Kass appeared to be middle-aged, with a resolute and steady face that immediately marked him as an iron-willed figure. In truth, Kass was exactly that kind of man, earning the title Blood Cardinal within the Lomuia Grand Cathedral. Bloodthirsty, fierce, and upromising, he was aplete warmonger. Moreover, Kass himself was incredibly powerful, a true martial god.


    Combined with the holy sword of the Church he wielded, he could easily wreak havoc across the Ounds. A guard entered and said with utmost respect, "Your Graces, Captain Jeffrey Lombardi of the Eighth Squadron has returned The Ludendorff family has retaken Warwick City." Kass frowned and snorted. "Bring Jeffrey in!" The guard left, and soon Jeffrey entered, injured and looking terrified. "Your Eminence, Your Grace!" Kass fixed his gray eyes with their prating gaze on Jeffrey. " ---- What happened?


    How did the Ludendorff family take Warwick City back after you captured it?" Jeffrey looked miserable as he replied, "Your Grace, it was not due to my ipetence. The Ludendorff family was simply too cunning. They deceived me into leaving the city to ept a surrender. While that happened, they sent experts to climb the walls from the rear and open the gates. "I fought desperately to defend our Lord''s glory and honor, but I was overpowered and gravely wounded by one of their elites.


    That person was extremely arrogant and told me to bring back a message." Kass said coldly, "Those sphemers and heretics... What did they say?" Jeffrey hesitated, then spoke quietly. "Marshall Ludendorff is a true devil. He spoke crudely, insulting not only me but also our Lord. He said he wanted our Lord to wash his ass and wait for..." Kass roared, "Enough!" Jeffrey trembled with fear. Kass, with his fiery temperament, immediately zed with fury. " These heretics all deserve to be burned alive. Since they''re courting death, they can prepare to face a fiery baptism from the Church army!"