Reborn as Hokage, I am actually a god

"Commander Leach, we have arrived at the battlefield!"

"Each legion will immediately follow the signal to rescue our comrades!"

"Yes!"

He Xia watched his teammates die one by one in front of him, feeling heartbroken. He looked back at the people, "I'm sorry, everyone, we tried our best!" After saying that, he walked out of the barrier.

"Brother, we will also become warriors of the Holy Light in the future!" Suddenly a child said loudly to He Xia.

"Yes, so do we!"

The people around looked at the children's actions and looked at He Xia with smiles.

At this time, a group of old men stood up and said, "You don't have to say sorry, I have lived for so many years, and you are the only one who is willing to risk your life to protect us. I don't have much time left. If you want to go out to feed the mice, we old immortals are the only ones." Go ahead! You’ve done enough!”

Looking at these young and old people, He Xia's original sad mood disappeared instantly, "Everyone, we priests are not dead yet!"

Just when He Xia was about to decide, there was a sudden tremor in the ground. The rats surrounding the barrier seemed to have encountered natural enemies, and they became restless.

"Paladin, super range legion trample!"

Countless rats were crushed into blood mist in an instant, and the legion of Holy Knights rushing towards them swept away everything around them like they were walking on a blood-red carpet.

"Haha, haha, everyone, we are saved! The army is coming!" He Xia laughed, but the tears in his eyes couldn't stop flowing.

As more than ten thousand priests quickly joined the battlefield, crushing them all the way, the rats seemed to feel endless pressure and retreated like a tide.

"Hello, comrades! I am Qi Luo, the commander of the fifth regiment of the Second Army. Thank you for your hard work!" Qi Luo said with a sad face as he saw that there was only one lone priest left in front of him.

Holding back tears, He Xia immediately stood up straight, put one hand on his chest and said, "The crew of the ninth airship, the seventh mixed team of priests, He Xia reports to the captain!"

"The fifth regiment obeys the order and salutes all the warriors of the heroic seventh clergy mixed team! May the glory of the Holy Light be with them forever!"

"The glory of the Holy Light is forever!"

After saying this, all the Paladins immediately got off their mounts neatly, took off their helmets, held their helmets in one hand, touched their chests with the other, and lowered their heads! The Holy Light Wolf next to him also knelt on all fours and bowed his head in silence!

"Commander Leach, the airborne regiment suffered serious losses this time, and some even lost one out of ten!" reported the clergy report nearby.

Leach's eyes narrowed when he heard the news. You must know that it was an army of a thousand people! It just disappeared. This was the heaviest loss since the church was established!

"Check it out for me. Even if you open this land, you have to find out what happened to this rat plague. Ordinary rat plagues will never be like this!" Leach said with a frosty tone.

"Yes! Commander!"

Corona City, Holy Light Hall, Li Ming woke up from the Law of Analysis, felt the disappearance of a large number of believers, and slightly realized the pictures sent back by the believers,

"Hey! You fools, you always say that the glory belongs to me, but in fact, the real glory has always been you!" Li Ming said a little sadly, "It seems that as your god, I can't relax, how can I I won’t let you go home. Although my holy light cannot completely reverse the law of life and death, it can still give you new life.”

After saying that, Li Ming's body that had not moved for a long time began to glow with white light, gradually drifting away from the center of the cross, flying towards the roof of the temple, passing through the thick roof, and arriving in the sky of Corona City!

The busy people looked towards the ball of light that dyed most of the sky into golden color.

"That...that's the Holy Light!"

"Oh my god, I finally saw a miracle in my lifetime!"

"Praise the Holy Light!"

"Holy Light, what is this?" Leah put down her pen and looked at the golden sky outside the window in confusion.

"Looking forward to your return home, children!" As soon as the majestic voice fell, a colorful light emitted from the big ball of light.

People looked at the long colorful light path in the sky and prayed one after another.

He Xia stood there in a daze, looking at the place where the captain and the others had sacrificed their lives. He felt empty in his heart for a moment. He couldn't help but feel sad when he recalled the fun and laughter he had with his teammates in the past.

"Hexia, we have to leave!" Yahiko and the others said unbearably as they looked at Hexia who had been stunned.

He Xia nodded numbly.

Looking at Kazuya who looked like he had lost his soul, Yahiko didn't know how to comfort him. He could only sigh with regret and walked toward the Ameno Village with Nagato and Konan.

Looking at the completely quiet surroundings, He Xia couldn't bear it anymore and burst into tears.

"Captain, Sister Meizi, Da Zhuang, Shitou...how do you want me to go home to see your families!"

There are many priests like He Xia in this cruel battlefield. Suddenly losing their most trusted partners, the pain in their hearts cannot be relieved for a long time.

Suddenly, a strong beam of light bloomed on the battlefield. For a while, the dark sky was rained with colorful lights. He Xia raised his head and looked at the sky, "This is..."

At the place where the sacrificed priests were seen, crystal-like rays of light converged one after another, forming angular crystals like diamonds.

"Kaka" countless crystals shattered, and little people like palms suddenly appeared, with two pairs of transparent wings, and their bodies were surrounded by fluorescent dots.

"Is this?" He Xia looked at all this anxiously.

Suddenly nine streams of light flew toward He Xia, and other little people also flew in different directions.

"He Xia, He Xia!"

He Xia looked confusedly at the little people surrounded by nine fluorescent lights surrounding him. Looking carefully through the fluorescent lights outside, He Xia opened his mouth in shock, "Team...Captain!"

I saw only nine teammates who seemed to have shrunk countless times. I could vaguely see that they originally had 70% similar faces. It was not that they had changed in appearance, but they looked a bit like they had when they were children, only they looked cuter this way.

Hearing He Xia's name, the nine light elves looked at each other in confusion.

"Who is the captain?" A somewhat confused elf asked, tilting his head.

"It should be me! I think I've heard someone call me that!" A light elf said thoughtfully with a cold face.

"Who are you?" He Xia asked anxiously.

"Listen up, we are the elves of light who were given a new life by God the Father after the death of the great Holy Light Warrior!" The escaped elf said proudly with his hands on his waist.

"Stone, it's okay!" The female light elf pulled the elf who was still showing off, and suddenly flew in front of He Xia's face, "He Xia, why are you crying again! Don't cry, don't cry." After saying this, she said with her own voice The tiny hands stroked He Xia's tears.

"Sister Meizi! That's great, that's great!" He Xia Meng burst into tears.

"What can I do? Why do I get more and more sad the more I cry!" The plum elf said a little embarrassed.

"Hmph, a man who only knows how to cry will not be able to lead the team well in the future!"

Hearing the captain's voice, which he thought he would never hear again, He Xiameng stopped crying, "Yes! Captain, I promise to lead our team!"

"Huh, this looks like a warrior!" After saying that, the Ori Light Elf tilted his head proudly.