The voice was cold and heartless, as if the death in front of him was just the most insignificant thing.
even though…
The number of deaths has long exceeded ordinary people's imagination.
"yes."
The orderly, covered in black armor, followed the call.
The rest of the soldiers stood solemnly beside the young man, each of them had a powerful aura, no less than the knights of the temple.
No!
Be stronger!
At least, among the temple knights, there were very few who could easily wear full-body heavy armor, carry a two-handed sword, and have the speed of a galloping horse.
That can only be achieved after the perfect combination of strength, physical strength and speed.
Of course, what people care about the most is the hatred contained in their breath.
Like a ghost.
Another example is the evil spirit.
It makes people shudder when they see it, but compared with the young man in Chinese clothes, this kind of aura is nothing.
Under the almost substantive hatred, the original elegant temperament of the young man was distorted.
All that is left is coldness and ferocity.
There is also a little tyranny.
He has to 'repay' everything he has encountered to those people.
otherwise…
How could he be willing.
The young man raised his right hand and waved lightly.
Immediately, the soldiers who had been waiting for a long time launched a charge.
It is different from those monsters that seem to be powerful but have obvious weaknesses.
The soldier in front of him is the trump card of this team.
Compared with monsters, their strength is not inferior, coupled with the orders and prohibitions far surpassing monsters and their fearlessness of death, making them even more terrifying.
clang!
The black two-handed giant sword slashed fiercely on the large shield.
The continuous influx of huge power made the shield holder tremble, but the opponent gritted his teeth and refused to retreat.
The comrade-in-arms next to the opponent suddenly stabbed a spear from the gap in the shield, and stabbed it accurately in the gap in the black soldier's armor.
but…
Ding!
With the sound of metal clashing, not only did the spear fail to pierce the black soldier's body, but the black soldier grabbed the gun with his backhand.
Then, give it a hard pull.
boom!
The soldier holding the spear directly collided with his own shield, and the soldier holding the shield obviously did not expect this to happen. He was trying his best to resist the opponent who was pressing the black giant sword on the shield, and was confused by this impact. , but what was even worse was that the black giant sword that had been pressing on the shield was lifted up at this moment.
Immediately, the soldiers with shields and spears rolled out like gourds rolling to the ground.
A hole appeared in the impenetrable phalanx!
No one thought that before the temporary defense of the temple team, the soldier phalanx that had resisted the monster for a long time was cut open the moment it collided with the black team.
And, soon, more openings appeared.
The black soldier ignored the two soldiers who rolled to his feet, and rushed over before the phalanx closed again.
Whoosh whoosh!
Arrows shot out from the gaps in the phalanx, each of which hit its body. More than a dozen arrows stopped its charge.
But there are more than one black soldier.
When the archers in the phalanx were attracted by this black soldier.
More black soldiers charged on the phalanx.
They may use the method just now to easily tear a hole in the phalanx.
Moreover, simply use brute force.
He rushed up regardless, hitting the shield.
clang! Clank!
Compared with skills, such power is even more frightening.
The entire phalanx quickly crumbled.
The Knight of the Temple of War, who temporarily took over the combat command, waved the command flag in his hand without hesitation.
Immediately, the temple knights, who had already detoured to the right side of the entire battlefield, raised their spears. They were ready to use a charge to deal with this black and weird soldier team and relieve the pressure on the phalanx.
However, it has not waited for them to charge.
A bump the size of a watermelon suddenly appeared on the ground under the horse's feet.
"careful!"
Bang, bang, bang!
Buzz buzz!
The leader of the knights reminded loudly, but before the words fell, the bumps burst open, and countless flies flew up from them, covering the knights in an instant.
In just one breath, the shrouded horses and knights were sucked into corpses one after another.
"Scatter! Fire oil attack!"
The knight leader shouted again.
The knights took out bottles of kerosene from their saddles, lit them, and threw them at the flying flies.
boom! Boom!
Exploding again and again.
Flies are quickly charred.
The crisis was quickly resolved.
What can be relieved is only the cavalry here, and the phalanx is already in danger.
The original whole phalanx had been divided into two at this time, and each was besieged by black soldiers no less than their number.
Anyone can see that the phalanx is about to be breached.
"well."
With a sigh, the High Priest of the Harvest Temple with only one arm left stood up.
His eyes swept over the civilians behind him, and then at the bloody soldiers and knights, who slowly walked out of the fortifications.
When he left the fortification, there was a bunch of golden ears of wheat in his hand.
The plump and shiny ears of wheat dance like dandelions.
They fell on the soldiers and knights of one's own side, and the exhaustion and injuries of the long battle were swept away, and each of them became full of vigor.
When they landed on the soldiers and monsters in the area, an extremely heavy force immediately pressed down on them like a mountain.
Crunch, crunch.
bang bang bang!
The gravity from their bodies made their bones groan, their muscles began to tear, and when they reached a limit, their internal organs began to rupture.
Some, even the whole body exploded.
"Are you finally willing to make a move?"
Looking at the high priest of the Harvest Temple, the young man in Chinese clothes couldn't help but sneer.
Similarly, under such an undisguised gaze, the High Priest of the Harvest Temple also sensed each other.
However, the moment he saw the young man in the Chinese costume, the high priest's eyes showed a hint of shock.
"Liveview?!"
"why you?!"
Amidst the unbelievable words, the High Priest of the Harvest Temple paused.
He was no stranger to the young man in Chinese clothes in front of him.
In other words, every harvest celebration was assisted by the Music Temple, and this young man's flute and harp performance left a deep impression on him.
Especially the Divine Comedy for flute!
The opponent is the first person who can play.
There is no doubt that the other party will be the future high priest of the music temple.
But when they evacuated before, the other party disappeared.
Everyone thought that the other party had encountered misfortune.
But the scene in front of them told the high priest of the Harvest Temple that things were far from as simple as they imagined.
only…
does it matter
Here is the battlefield!
The battlefield of life and death!
The High Priest of the Harvest Temple took a deep breath, moved forward again, and waved the golden ears of wheat more heavily at the place where Livweize was.
Huge gravity suddenly appeared!
That is the power from the earth!
"The life you conceive will belong to you!"
The High Priest of the Temple of Harvest sang loudly.
At this moment, that kind of gravity is more than doubled in an instant, and it has already exceeded the scope of the so-called 'gravity'.
The earth is selfless, it allows the crops to absorb nutrients from the soil, grow, mature, and bring the joy of a good harvest.
The ruthless nature of the earth, every breath and trembling, will plunder countless lives.
Every life carries countless thoughts, sorrows, and roars.
The weight they gather is unbearable.
It's even more irresistible.
Because, that is the throbbing of the soul.
but…
Livwei Ze's sneer didn't hold back.
Even the expression on his face didn't change.
"Do you think this will work for me?"
"Or are you so arrogant that you think I'm standing here to fight you?"
"I was waiting for you!"
"But you are incidental!"
In the mocking words, Livweize raised his hand and pointed at the high priest of the Harvest Temple.
The blackness full of hatred turned into substance!
Like a javelin, it shot towards the high priest of the Harvest Temple.
The golden radiance that bloomed from the ears of wheat, like paper, shattered the moment it was touched by the black javelin.
The High Priest of the Harvest Temple's eyes widened.
He couldn't believe what he saw.
How can this be
How can divine power be defeated by mortals
Doubt appeared in the heart of the high priest of the Harvest Temple, but his movements were definitely not slow, and he dodged the black javelin with a flash of his body.
Then…
The golden ears of wheat in his hand slashed heavily at the black javelin passing by.
In the distance, the sarcasm in Lievweizer's eyes became more intense.
And in such sarcasm, there is also a hint of expectation.
boom!
The golden ears of wheat hit the black javelin, and with a dull sound, the black javelin immediately shattered.
The high priest of the Harvest Temple couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
"Sure enough, the power of Lord God will not fail."
"Before it was only because of some coincidence."
"Will not appear again after that..."
Before the idea of lying to himself was completely dissipated, the high priest of the Harvest Temple saw a touch of black suddenly appear on the golden wheat ears in his hand.
A light, misty black.
It is like a plague, spreading rapidly.
In the breath, more than half of the golden wheat ears were infected with black.
The face of the High Priest of the Harvest Temple changed dramatically, and he subconsciously wanted to instill his own power into the golden ears of wheat to resist the black infection.
But before the High Priest of the Harvest Temple took any action, the bunch of golden ears of wheat flew out of his hands, flying into the distance like a shooting star!
The golden ears of wheat have escaped
No!
To be precise, the God of Harvest has escaped!
As the sacred artifact of the Harvest Temple, there are no more than three people in the entire temple who can use the golden ears of wheat, and there is only one person who can 'take' the sacred artifact from the high priest of the Harvest Temple: the God of Harvest .
The high priest of the Harvest Temple looked at the golden ears of wheat that were about to disappear into the distance. His face was gray and his eyes were dim. After shaking his body several times, he just fell to the ground.
The knights and soldiers who were ready to continue fighting in high spirits a moment ago, seemed to have their spines extracted at this moment, and their morale was completely demoralized.
Inside the fortifications, low cries came.
This time, it was no longer a child.
It's their mother.
Even when facing monsters, these women who were only panicked but never had other negative emotions cried at this time.
Because they were abandoned.
Abandoned by the god they had always believed would be their backing and protect them.
Is there anything in the world that is more tragic than trusting an existence wholeheartedly, and then being betrayed by this existence
No.
The moment trust collapses, life seems to be destroyed.
Livweezer experienced times like this.
So, at this time, he—laughed out loud.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"That's right! That's right!"
"That's it!"
"It's this pain and despair!"
The young man in Chinese clothes laughed so hard that he was out of breath, as if he saw the happiest scene in his life.
However, those words became more and more cold.
Like a cold wind blowing from the far north.
Trembling.
"You're just going through everything I've been through—the very beginning!"
"Do not worry!"
"I'll let you go through exactly what I've been through!"
"Not one will be missing!"
"first… "
"Start with you!"
Livweize looked at the High Priest of the Harvest Temple, and he strode over.
The High Priest of the Harvest Temple sat there blankly, as if he didn't feel it, even when he saw the looming snake scales on Livweize's wrist, he was still indifferent.
When the Harvest God fled, the not-so-stupid High Priest guessed something.
And now
He who faced the cruel truth.
Just hope it all ends soon.
Livweize placed his palm on the head of the High Priest of the Harvest Temple, and the looming snake scales began to spread rapidly.
From the wrist, all the way down the palm, and then...
It is the scalp, forehead, eyes, and nose of the high priest of the Harvest Temple.
The snake scales are like wriggling worms, moving inward bit by bit.
Bit by bit, it devoured everything inside.
"Ah!"
An uncontrollable scream sounded from the mouth of the High Priest of the Harvest Temple, who was still like a walking corpse just now.
And that's why Liv Weiser didn't choose the opponent's mouth.
He wanted to hear the other party's screams.
Just like him at the time.
Only the screams of others can smooth out the pain in his heart—the pain made of self-esteem, shame, and anger, seems to come from the whipping of the soul.
Every time he hit it, it hurt his heart.
Every time he hit it, he couldn't bear to look back.
Just like the burning sensation surging from the body all the time.
Fortunately, the screams in his ears made the burning sensation slightly subside.
Livweezer closed his eyes.
He wants to enjoy this moment slowly and to the fullest.
Can…
The burning sensation reappeared the moment he closed his eyes, stronger than ever before.
Subconsciously, Livweize opened his eyes.
boom!