The heavy iron hoofs trampled the shadows of the trees on the streets of Borelli. To everyone's expectation, the first ones to discover the anomaly of Shenghui Mountain and the first ones to rush to the foot of Shenghui Mountain were not the leading figures of the big forces. It was a dragoon patrol led by Enzo. www,QuanBen-XiaoShuo,com
The patrol team of 300 people rushed to the square at the entrance of Shenghui Mountain as quickly as possible. Everyone was shocked by the bright red blood. Even Enzo, Vic and others who crawled out from the dead on the battlefield, experienced dozens of bloody fights, and narrowly escaped death countless times, stared blankly at the 'soft and quiet' scene in front of them. color.
Different from the tragic situation on the battlefield where swords and axes collided with clanging sounds, weapons clashed with bangs, blood shot out, and flesh and blood flew everywhere, the blood color of Shenghui Mountain was so quiet and demure, even showing a ladylike quality. A gentle scent.
The blood was smeared smoothly on the ground and on the walls, without any mess, as if a master painter had evenly applied a layer of plasma, and the blood was flowing smoothly and orderly along the ground and walls, cruelly. There is actually a hint of gentleness and tenderness in it.
There were no corpses, no piles of hideous-looking corpses on the battlefield.
Because all the clergymen and their armors were cut into the smallest particles, like diced meat about to be put into the frying pan on a chopping board, and evenly distributed on the ground. So at first glance, this huge square, where believers usually wait for the bells of the Holy Glory Cathedral to ring and prepare to worship in the church, is unusually flat and smooth.
The smooth blood, the smooth diced meat, everything was spread evenly on the ground, and it was very pleasing to the eye.
"Did the devil break into Shenghui Mountain?" Vic suppressed the twitching in his throat and suppressed the vomiting. He hissed: "Who could do such a thing? Even if he kills someone, he still..."
A group of newly recruited dragoons were already vomiting. Some people even fell off their horses. Enzo glanced at them helplessly. Obviously, the Second Dragoon Corps had only been formed for less than two months and wanted to form sufficient combat effectiveness. There is still a lot to do and it will take a long time for these guys who have no strength to become real warriors.
"Send someone to warn the Security Hall and the Victory Palace. Register the situation here with the most urgent red alert order at the Security Hall. I will take a few people up to see the situation, and everyone else will stay here, preparing to receive reinforcements from behind! "
With a flick of his finger, Enzo threw a magic letter into the sky. The special magic letter and the air rubbed against each other, suddenly emitting a dazzling light. A bright light rushed up to a height of more than a thousand meters, and then exploded into a ball of dazzling blood light in the high air, making a loud noise.
It was the bright light and loud noise made by Enzo that alerted the idlers in Berelli. Many aristocratic young people who were dressed up and strutting through the streets turned their heads and looked in this direction. Only then did I realize that the Holy Temple Mountain was actually covered in a thick layer of blood.
Not to mention the violence in the city of Borelli, Enzo took Vic and three or five other old brothers to carefully walk up the stone steps leading to the top of the mountain. The stone steps more than ten meters wide were also covered with a uniform layer of plasma. . at intervals. There was a uniform patch of flesh particles and metal particles scattered on the ground. There was no doubt that this was the last trace left by the killed Temple Guard Knight.
Enzo breathed deeply. There is blood everywhere, but there is no smell of blood in the air at all. It seems that some magical power has completely drained the activity from the blood, resulting in the blood being empty and red, but not even having any of the characteristics that blood should have. .
Even the original viscosity of the plasma disappeared without a trace. Enzo and others stepped on the plasma with their Warcraft leather-clad steel-plated combat boots. When they lifted it up, the plasma did not stick to the soles of the boots at all. It was just a thin layer. The boots were just a little wet. This plasma has become the same as water, only retaining the color of plasma.
Vic took out several poisoned daggers from the space ring and carefully inserted them into his most convenient belt. He pulled out a light crossbow for thieves with a bow arm of only one foot and two inches, and embedded twelve thumb-sized and extremely sharp circular alloy pieces into the light crossbow. These thin, seemingly transparent metal discs shine with a faint purple-green luster, and are also quenched with the poison of heavy metal minerals from the abyss.
Long Gen, Wood and others also pulled out their weapons one after another, while Shanfu held up an extremely heavy pointed tower shield with both hands and walked cautiously at the front step by step. Although the group of people did not communicate with each other, they almost instinctively set up the most appropriate small formation that their group could put up, with the strongest defense and strong counterattack capabilities.
They cautiously advanced all the way to the top of the Shenghui Mountain. There was no survivor in any temple along the way, all the clergy were completely wiped out, and even the flying monsters they had raised were killed. Enzo even noticed that all the statues in the temples had been torn down from their high thrones and smashed to pieces on the ground.
What surprised Enzo even more was that what was smashed to pieces were the main internal structures of the statue, most of which were carved from boulders of various colors. As for the gorgeous decorations on the surface of the statue, such as the crown made of fine gold, the scepter made of mithril, the throne carved from huge magic crystal, etc., these valuable things were all looted.
"It's as clean as a rice bowl that has been licked by ten dogs!" Vic exclaimed: "If the leader hadn't been able to do such vicious things, he wouldn't have had the habit of killing people and dismembering their bodies. I would really have thought that this was The boss is so poor that he came here to rob us!"
Enzo glared at Vic fiercely, and he muttered in a low voice: "Shut up, be careful, he can kill so many clergy, this guy's strength..."
Several people shut their mouths. Nearly ten years ago, Blackbeard killed everyone in the Holy Glory Cathedral. It was Blackbeard who disguised himself as a clergyman of the church, so that the people in the Holy Glory Cathedral were killed one by one with little resistance.
But the current Holy Glory Cathedral is different from ten years ago. At that time, the most powerful person in the cathedral was only the Archbishop of Heaven. But now that Holy Light I has become the emperor of the Gallic Empire, the church has openly transferred a large number of The holy clergy are resident in Bereli.
Being able to kill so many powerful clergy so easily, would the person who did it be a peak Saint Master
or? Or maybe a demigod
Enzo gritted his teeth and whispered: "Brothers, take it easy, but don't worry! I have already sent out a warning message, and it won't take long for a large number of reinforcements to arrive. This is a good time for the brothers to take credit. The boss has given us such a life-saving treasure, even a demigod cannot do anything to us for a while."
Carefully arriving in front of the Holy Glory Cathedral on the top of the mountain, Enzo and the others felt numb all over their bodies. They looked at the sea of blood in front of the cathedral in silence - the blood like clear water stained the square with a radius of hundreds of acres. It turned red, and Shantu, who was walking in the front, stepped into the blood, and the blood immediately covered his knees.
Countless flesh lumps the size of thumbs floated on the blood. The sun shone on this sea of blood hell, and countless twisted faces could be seen writhing in the blood. The extremely evil magic imprisoned these souls in the blood and in the broken flesh. No matter how much these soul fragments struggled and howled, they were still unable to escape from this cruel hell.
A shrill howl came from the cathedral in the middle, and light footsteps sounded. Iris took Best Chenxi by his hair and dragged him out of the cathedral like a dead dog. Best Chenxi's white divine robes were stained red with blood, and he howled at the top of his lungs. A high-ranking cleric from a dignified divine family was actually frightened into madness by Eatrix's cruel behavior.
Yitris calmly walked down the high steps in front of the cathedral's main entrance step by step. Best Chenxi's head hit the steps again and again, and she was dragged down from the steps in embarrassment. Eitris's neat little black dress was stained with blood, and the blood fell from her body like a waterfall. On the soles of her slender little feet, the original shoes and socks had gone somewhere, and her two white and delicate little feet stepped directly into the blood.
A trace of blood slowly slipped from Yitris's cheek. Her cold and lifeless eyes stared at Enzo and his group gloomily, and asked word by word: "Where is my father?"
Enzo's body stiffened for a while, and he felt extremely strong pressure from Eatrix's wooden pipe. Even when Arthur maliciously mobilized them to fight against the orc patrol fleet on Wudalian Island, and when he fought to the death with a golden bear, he never felt such terrible pressure.
The stabbing sword gently drew an arc, and with all his strength mobilized, Enzo said in a deep voice: "Little girl, who is your father?"
Idris stared at Enzo and others wearing dragoon armor, then shook her head gently: "You are not clergy... You are dragoons... Dragoons should not die. ...All clergymen should die!"
Lowering her head and gently tugging on Best Chenxi's ear, Iris asked in a low voice: "Where is my father?"
Best Chenxi glanced at Enzo blankly, and then screamed at the top of his lungs: "Help!"
With a 'chila' sound, Best Chenxi's ear was torn off by Yitris's white hands.
Best Chenxi howled in pain, while Enzo strode forward and shouted loudly: "In the name of the empire's laws, little girl, let go of the adult in your hands! No matter what you have You have been wronged, and the laws of the empire will uphold your rights! But you have no right to abuse violence to take the lives of others!"
Enzo used all his fighting spirit to roar these words, and the huge sound spread all over Shenghui Mountain.
Enzo felt that these words were righteous and awe-inspiring, and would definitely win him a lot of points in the hearts of the people of Borelli. At the same time, he was also mentally prepared to be attacked by Itris!
Something that surprised Enzo happened—Eatrice looked at him with a frown for a while, then let go of her hand and put Best Chenxi down.