Trash, stay out of the way! !
The Beast King roared angrily, and the three-headed hell dog completely ignored the despicable low-class people outside. It crushed them with its huge paws, trampling on the crowd and spraying large blood flowers.
"monster!!"
"The monster is coming, help, help."
"Why are there monsters in the Red Dragon Base??"
There was an endless stream of screams. Who would have thought that there would be such a terrifying alien monster hidden in the Red Dragon Base?
The blood stimulated the three-headed hellhound.
After all, it is a foreign species, and it does not want to be completely domesticated like the Ghost King. After realizing the bloodline and completing the advancement, the three-headed hell dog in front of me is just a monster behemoth pieced together with various genes.
It goes on a killing spree.
The terrifying huge maw of blood flowed out lava and ice mist from time to time. Many people on the ground turned into ice crystals, and many were burned by the lava on the spot.
Crunch, crunch, crunch.
The three-headed hell dog treats humans like snacks, throwing them into its mouth and swallowing them whole. It occasionally chews them and makes the sound of bone and flesh friction, just like they are jelly beans.
"Inferior people, please stop shouting."
"You have the most despicable bloodline. You are lucky to be eaten by my three-headed hell dog."
The Beast King laughed loudly and did not treat the lower class people as the same kind at all. This is the case with the hierarchical Infidel sect.
When human beings are divided into three, six or nine levels based on their advantages and disadvantages, more unfair things will happen.
The lower class people are just slaves of garbage, and they will not regret death... But the upper class people always feel that their bloodline is superior to others, and they no longer belong to the same race as the inferior people.
The Beast King is even more so.
They have become saints. What is the concept of a saint-level powerhouse?
In the heart of the saint, I am afraid that he has already regarded himself as a god.
despair.
The refugees were desperate.
They came here to seek help, just for a hope of survival.
But now it seems that, let alone surviving, the base does not regard them as human beings at all, even worse than animals.
The Beast King strode forward.
The divine envoy appeared at the gate wearing a glazed light, and many civilians immediately knelt down when they saw him.
God's messenger.
That is the legendary divine messenger.
He is like the true messenger of the gods in the legend. His whole body exudes soft light, soothing people's wounds and hearts, with a gentle smile on his face.
"Angel of God, save us."
"Please stop that monster's violence quickly."
"We have been out in the wind and snow for a week, and our feet are freezing to death."
Many civilians surrounded the God's Envoy, wanting to obtain his gifts, because in people's hearts the "God's Envoy" among the ten saints is the most merciful and compassionate to mortals.
Bodhisattva heart.
This word couldn't be more appropriate to describe the divine messenger.
"Lord God Envoy, I am your believer!"
A man who looked like a beggar in tattered clothes rushed forward and hugged the knee of the divine messenger, crying bitterly: "I am the earliest believer of the Faithless Sect, please don't abandon me."
Initially, the Infidel sect had few supporters.
At that time, every supporter was important. The beggar in front of me was probably one of the earliest supporters. However, due to the classification of blood, he was almost expelled from the sect as a lower class person, and he ended up miserable.
"I have performed meritorious service for the Faithless Sect, and I have killed people for you!!"
The miserable believer continued to pray, but the gentleman frowned, and in a flash of light, the man's arms were cut off at the root.
too fast.
The holy light flashed past, but turned into the sharpest blade, cutting off the believer's arm directly.
"Please do not touch my holy body with your dirty hands."
The divine messenger patted the dust on his body and still said in that soft voice: "God is kind and warm, and bestows all kinds of favors on all living beings, but God can also be angry."
"God once sent a great flood to wash away the sins of the world."
"God sent angels to destroy the filthy human race."
God's expression became more and more fanatical, and the God he spoke of was similar to what was described in the Bible. God would also be angry at what humans did, and would even send various disasters to destroy stupid and dirty mortals.
"I didn't understand it once."
"But at a certain moment, I realized it."
"What God wants to destroy are you trash with dirty blood. Living in this world is a waste of resources."
The divine envoy shook his head, and then continued: "Only those humans with pure blood are qualified to enjoy the glory of God. As for you... you all deserve to die."
His words were so cruel and completely devoid of kindness and kindness. The inferior people were like beasts and even the source of pollution to the world.
Those believers who were begging for the divine messenger were so frightened that they backed away and even collapsed on their knees after hearing these words.
God is merciful.
But if one day God wants to kill you, He will be more decisive than anyone else.
"Hypocritical guy."
A dark figure also slowly walked out of the base gate.
Dark Dragon King.
He had two horns on his head, his whole body exuded a pure dark aura, and his body was covered with the black scales of an evil dragon.
Oppressive.
Extremely strong dominance.
He raised the soles of his feet and stepped on the ground, and people felt that their hearts had been kicked hard.
That's because every move of the Dark Dragon King involves every human life, as if everyone's life is under his control.
Fear, trembling, despair.
The Dark Dragon King released these negative energies wantonly. Anyone who dared to approach him couldn't help but want to take out a weapon and attack him. Some people even stabbed themselves in the temple with a knife on the spot.
This is the Dark Dragon King.
The BOSS in the Dark Dragon Army is said to be not only physically powerful, but also mentally powerful.
There was a saint who fought with him.
The physical strength was inseparable, and they bombarded each other to pieces, but it didn't take long for the saint's spirit to be eroded, and he finally committed suicide...
For a long time afterwards, almost no one was willing to provoke the Dark Dragon King. His abilities were too weird and almost impossible to guard against.
at last.
A muscular man appeared.
Immortal Vajra walked at the back of the team with a serious expression on his face, frowning slightly as he looked at the atrocities of several saints who disregarded human lives.
"What's wrong?"
"Immortal King Kong, are you still tired of this blood?"
The divine envoy noticed the emotion of the Immortal King Kong and continued: "Don't worry, you will become the 11th saint soon, and then you will understand that their lives are not worth anything at all."
"These inferior people will be eliminated sooner or later."
The envoy of God wanted to change the mind of Immortal King Kong, and even wanted to brainwash him, promising various benefits, and the 11th Saint was one of them.
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(End of chapter)