Lin Qi left behind a projection clone, sitting upright in a small temple carried on the shoulders of 360 elemental titans. Surrounded by many guards, he followed the army and marched forward. His real body took Bilibili, Alda and several other subordinates with him, quietly left his own army, and sneaked towards the armies of other gods in the distance. WwW. QuanBen-XiaoShuo. cO
The real war will only break out in front of the Temple of the Dead. At this moment, it is just a competition of conventional military strength. The Longshan army was well-equipped and powerful. Even the most ordinary soldier was soaked in dragon blood. They were not afraid of such a head-on confrontation at all. The armies of the undead lords could not possibly pose any threat to Lin Qi's army.
Instead of wasting time here watching meaningless armies fighting, it would be better to do something else.
There were loud shouts of killing from the front. A high-ranking mid-level god of the multi-armed secret demon clan with nine heads, eighteen arms and four legs was sitting cross-legged on a green lotus platform. Each of its eighteen arms held a strange weapon. , was laughing as he watched the mighty followers of the Milo God Sect and the endless skeleton monsters fighting passionately there.
There are millions of followers of the Milo Sect within a radius of hundreds of miles. Surrounding them are dozens of times more skeleton monsters. The army of skeleton monsters like an ocean tightly enveloped the believers of the Milo Sect and launched continuous attacks on them.
The followers of the Milo Cult are extremely fanatical, and they are completely unafraid of life and death. Skeleton monsters, on the other hand, have no concept of life and death at all, and they don't know pain or fatigue, and they can attack endlessly. The two groups of living and non-living bodies that had also lost their intelligence were strangled into a ball. Large areas of flesh, flesh and bone meal were mixed on the ground, turning into a mess of blood.
The nine-headed, eighteen-armed, four-legged god laughed loudly, and his laughter became more cheerful every time one of his followers was killed. Gathered around him were thousands of lower-level divine servants, hundreds of upper-level and middle-level gods, and tens of thousands of demigod-level believers. As for the number of believers in the holy realm, they were all neatly organized. They formed a square formation around him.
But he had no intention of dispatching these powerful combat forces. He just allowed the weak believers to perish together with the skeleton monsters. On average, twenty skeleton monsters are killed every time. A believer of the Milo Sect would die tragically on the spot. Every time you snap your fingers. Tens of thousands of skeleton monsters will be cut into pieces, and thousands of followers of the Milo Sect will also be killed.
With every snap of the fingers, the souls of thousands of believers flew into the mouth of the god with huge and pure power of faith. Such rich harvest made the god's muscles tremble with joy.
Lin Qi couldn't help but laugh sarcastically when he looked at the god of the Milo Sect. The bodies of the Cursed Spirit Ancient Tomb and the Bone Burial Ground silently released a gray halo, which flowed into the ground along Lin Qi's body. Then with a terrifying roar, hundreds of pyramids made of gray bones and black rocks rose from all directions.
Endless wraiths made shrill screams and rushed out of those black pyramids. Their whole bodies were filled with biting coldness, and their screams caused the souls of the believers of the Milo Sect to escape uncontrollably, causing the soul fire of the skeleton monsters to shatter directly in their skulls.
Following the dull sound of footsteps, a tide of skeleton beasts and skeleton monsters rushed out from the pyramids built of bones. These massive skeleton beasts and skeleton monsters, which were more than twice as tall and burly as their counterparts in the Undead Continent, let out a low roar as they charged forward waving their weapons. Regardless of whether the person standing in front is the skeleton of the Undead Continent or the believer of Milo God Cult, they will treat them equally and give them a fatal blow.
The god who sat cross-legged on the lotus platform and feasted on the souls of believers jumped up angrily. He looked at the pyramids that suddenly appeared and screamed: "Can you finally hold it back? I have been waiting for you for a long time! Smelly corpses, ugly bones, you rotten things, do you have the right to call yourselves gods?"
Esther recited a complex and ancient divine spell, and waved her little hand gently. The body of the god was suddenly covered by a ball of gray ice. Lin Qi asked Esther to inherit the priesthood of a certain god in the Death God system who was good at controlling the freezing air of the undead. Coupled with the Deep Blue Heart left behind by the Dark Blue Demon King, the power of frost controlled by Esther is more than a thousand times more lethal than before
The frozen spirit felt a biting coldness all over his body. What's even more frightening is that the strong aura of death is constantly intruding into his body from the cold air. He twisted his body angrily and used force to break the ice around his body into cracks.
But before he could escape from the ice, Lin Qi was already in front of him as fast as lightning. The army-slaying ax brought out a cold light and tore apart Esther's ice, chopped off the god's head, and grabbed his soul in his hands.
Bilibili made a sharp whistle. He shuttled among the gods like a ghost. Arc-shaped cold lights that were no more than a foot long and hair-thin flashed rapidly in the air, one after another in the middle and lower positions. Before the god could hear Bilibili's voice clearly, his head was cut off by his dagger. One soul after another soared into the sky, and Lin Qi grabbed all of them into his hands.
Among the gods of the Miluo Cult, there were more than twenty gods of higher and lower ranks. These guys who also had six to twelve arms saw their main god being killed, and they all screamed in surprise at the same time. A roar of anger. But just as they roared, the consequences of their main god being killed suddenly appeared. They vomited blood at the same time, and their souls and powers were forcibly weakened by one level.
Arda spread the flesh wings on her back and flew through the air like a god of death. He recited evil spells in a low voice, and the strange fluctuations that directly penetrated the souls of these gods made their souls tremble uncontrollably. Their heads exploded one after another, and their bodies were covered with essence, blood and souls. They flew out one after another, and were constantly plundered by Lin Qi.
"Kill them all, leaving no one behind!" Lin Qi glanced at these gods and believers of the Milo Sect, and when he reached down with his big hand, he saw countless black gusts of wind emerging out of thin air. It was as if the strong wind had condensed into countless pieces of wind knives and cut in all directions, cutting off the demigod and saint-level followers of the Milo Sect, and their souls and blood essence were drawn into Lin Qi's hands.
After casually throwing a few souls for Alda and Bilibili to swallow them on the spot, Lin Qi looked coldly at the bloody battlefield, and then walked away with the others. The ordinary believers of the Milo Sect let out shrill wails. They dropped their weapons and knelt down in tears. They knelt down in the direction of the death of the gods they believed in, and let the swords of those skeleton monsters fall on them. on himself.
Millions of followers of the Milo Sect were killed by skeleton monsters with almost no resistance, and these skeleton monsters were killed by the war puppets of the Yuanling Ancient Tomb and the Bone Burial Ground. All souls and soul fires were destroyed. After being devoured, the auras of these warriors in Yuanling Ancient Tomb and Bone Burial Ground suddenly soared, and their strength was greatly improved.
Hundreds of pyramids sank into the ground with a dull roar. Just a quarter of an hour later, they emerged from a valley thousands of miles away.
Accompanied by a shrill howl, Cologne's gray long sword was pulled out from the chest of an elf goddess. Cologne Eighteen's eyes flashed with crazy gray flames, and he recited in a low voice what he called a requiem spell, but in Lin Qi's opinion, it was completely a curse.
"Your blood, your flesh, and your soul are all guilty! Use your life to pay for your sins. This is your only way out! Hypocritical and superficial elves, you should not exist at all! The only way to annihilate you is Bloodline is the only way to have true salvation!”
Swinging out the heavy and sharp sword, Cologne Eighteen rushed into the queue of large groups of powerful elves like a mad tiger. A gray halo like a flame appeared under his feet. Any strong elf shrouded in this halo had their bodies quickly withered and rotted, eventually turning into a ball of dirty dust scattered on the ground. Their life essences were swallowed up by Cologne Eighteen, making Cologne Eighteen stronger and stronger.
Lin Qi released all the Apocalypse Knights created by the Temple of Doomsday Apocalypse, and also released a large group of undead dragons created by Longya. A large number of hell warriors created by the Temple of Hades screamed strangely and flew all over the sky. Time was like a group of demons dancing wildly. The elves and the armies of the Undead Continent who were fighting fiercely in this valley were swept away, leaving nothing of value.
Unlike the gods, the soul fire of the undead is a highly toxic waste that cannot be absorbed by the gods. But for the warriors in the Hades Temple, the Ancient Tomb of Cursed Spirits, and the Burial Ground, the soul fire of the undead is a real tonic. Large swaths of undead warriors were killed, and the Hell Warriors, Wraiths, and Boneyard Skeleton Monsters frantically plundered their soul fire, making them stronger and stronger.
As for the Knights of the Apocalypse, led by Cologne XVIII, they plundered the flesh, flesh and essence of the believers of the gods, and every trace of essence and blood made their aura more powerful. Lin Qi led them to attack the army of the Eighteenth God in just three hours. The power of Cologne Eighteen had faint signs of breaking through the limits of the middle gods and reaching the strength of the upper gods.
The Knights of the Apocalypse are themselves a legion born for judgment and destruction. Standing on the corpses of your enemies will make them stronger and stronger. During the Ancient God War, among the Apocalypse Knights who were able to kill Lord Gods and God-level masters, which one did not gain such strength after killing Yingye? (To be continued...)