Chapter 108: Evil God Worship

Night fell, and the wildness was gloomy.
In the temporary camp at the forest crossing, the fire gradually disappeared and everything fell into darkness.
But the camp is not quiet, footsteps rustle, and the backbone of hundreds of Bann churches are gathering. Old Xius took the lead and kneeled in the middle of the camp with his hands. A black piercing piercing piercing corpse stood upright, and became the object of worship.
"My lord, please punish me for my incompetence, and please give me another chance. I am willing to be your minion for revenge, to spread your name to the world; I am willing to pledge my soul as a reward for your mighty power; I May the greatest pain be for the life of the blasphemer. "
Old Scyth was hateful and had a fierce voice. He had no way back, he had to win, but he lost confidence in the battle with confidence. This annoyance cannot be resolved.
After speaking, Laosius pulled out a dagger and drew it into his chest. When the body was crooked, the thump fell down.
Behind him, the prince of Morsi and the goblin shaman looked stunned. The black warrior, who knelt on his back, prayed loudly, hoping to exchange his mania for the favor of the gods.
The cold wind seems to stagnate, and the air is slowly condensing
Because he is in charge of the two priesthoods of Dispute and Hate, Ban is destined to be a very narrow-minded God. It does not tolerate resistance and disobedience, and it hates failure and timidity. If it finds that the believer is not strong in the battle, it will immediately punish him.
Like a thunder or something
However, the tyrannical church ’s actions in the north have really hit the iron plate. It was originally thought that it was just a disease of ringworm. However, after repeated battles, it was found that the opponent was getting stronger and stronger, and its own side was getting weaker.
Those who worship the evil are not likely to fight!
When encountering those who dare to face hard and rigid, they immediately expose their deceptive nature.
During the day's battle, several hundred goblins launched an impact, driven by art. However, after this wave of waves was defeated and resisted by the opponent, it was the goblin's turn to be unlucky, and the flesh and remains of the land were slaughtered.
The fatalities were so tragic that even Zul Greyhide couldn't help but be stupefied. Humans were really good at killing people, and they were too efficient.
The only result of the church in the whole battle was Antai, who had hit him in front of Laosius, which was the corpse that was pierced on Wuyan's gun.
In the post-war review, Mursi and the old goblin unanimously accused Lao Xiusi of his inability to prevent the impact of the blasphemy first, and did not support the siege goblin in time. Finally, he focused his attention on the enemies who killed him A large part of the enemy's right wing.
Whether or not there is really a fault, any pot is Lao Xiusi's back
Late at night is the time when tyrannical believers pray to the King of Darkness, and it is also the time when the gods give the believers the magic.
Laosius was rushed by two colleagues, and could only go the last way, taking his soul out and piercing his chest with a sharp dagger bet, and the body fell down immediately.
The air condensed, everyone's shoulders seemed to be pressed against the boulder, and their lower backs were bent uncontrollably, indicating that they were yielding.
In the dark sky, thunder and lightning flashed, and under the rumbling noise, the dark gun set up was split by thunder and lightning. The corpse at the tip of the gun seemed to come alive, and its limbs continued to tremble under the light of the electric light, and then split apart and exploded into pieces after a moment.
The strong stench spread as the corpse fell, and everyone on the scene was sickening and dizzy. But inhaling these unpleasant odors, the believers felt that there was a tremendous power in their bodies, and they were physically fit and mentally hot for a while.
The old goblin has always been treacherous and cunning, and it is not too long ago to believe in Ben. It originally wanted to rely on the of tyranny to enhance the power of the Maglu tribe, but did not expect that this Black Forest strategy was so troublesome.
Zul Greyhound said obedience. After taking a few mouthfuls of rancid fumes, he had a strong thought in his mind that the King of Darkness had died. It was terrified in her heart, and she wanted to resist immediately, but a strong will forced it, forcing it to yield.
On the other side, the main sacrifice of Mursi, who was also kneeling down, wailed. He held his empty arm and shouted ‘My Lord, have mercy on me, I have done my best’.
The shouts didn't stop, and the Lord's High Lord sacrifice fell down like a mud of mud, and quickly turned into a foul smelling corpse water, infiltrating the land. Laosius, who committed suicide, raised his head again fiercely, and opened his mouth with a bursting roar.
It sounded like a ghost, terrifying and terrifying, with its own fear. The originally frozen air became violent, like a hurricane blowing in the stormy sea, blowing back and forth.
The old goblin lay on the ground, like a dead leaf in the wind, and was tossed up and down, and would be scraped away at any time. It had to shout the name of tyranny, vowed that it would be loyal, and only wanted to save its life.
The strong wind lasted for a long time, but the intensity was great. Anyone who was not firm in faith was blown away by the wind, cut into the air by the wind blade, turned into pieces of flesh, and there were originally only hundreds of evil believers. With less than half, the troop strength is even less.
Standing on the wall of the Rat Rat Village, you can easily feel the thunder and lightning flashes from hundreds of meters away, as well as the strange roar and gale. The screams continued.
The sickening breath was blown to the wall, and Zhou Qingfeng felt vomiting. He just talked about Bann going crazy
Cyric countered, "But they are stronger."
"Becoming innocent and no ghost, so strong is like a bird. You know that these gods do not have a good thing, and treat believers like playthings. I will not believe you." Zhou Qingfeng put up with nausea. In his mind, he expressed disdain.
"But the enemy can kill you if you become stronger. You only have to be killed if you don't become strong." Ciric had known for a long time that Zhou Qingfeng didn't make advances, but his "ideological work" had been uninterrupted.
"Dark Sun" continued: "Ban is a god, it doesn't care about these believers. But if you provoke it, it cares about you. The rest of the tyrannical believers will definitely launch a mad attack at night, absolutely endlessly. I worry about you Can't escape. "
"Don't listen, don't listen, Wang Ba Scriptures!"
"What are you talking about? Your blasphemer is so abominable that you should be nailed to the wall of the unbeliever and blown by the strong wind of the underworld for ten thousand years."
Cyric was furious. It hasn't been much ridiculed by Master Zhou for so many years since it became a god. Being with this kid is really an explosion of spirits.
"Who is afraid of anyone? I have a hole card in my hand, thinking about how to deal with those nasty ghosts." Zhou Qingfeng was too lazy to talk to Xi Rick, he waved backwards and shouted, "Throwing oil at those cultists, See what they are doing? "
Behind the wall, an altar was placed on the nets of the two trebuchets. The altar was tied with a hemp rope soaked in fire oil, and after being ignited, it was thrown out in the night as if two fireballs flew out, landed over a distance of more than 200 meters, and ignited the ground after fragmentation.
The fire was burning without extinguishing, illuminating the range of 20-30 meters around.
Zhou Qingfeng held on to the fence and looked into the distance. After waiting for a while, he saw a red dot light up in the darkness and approached the village slowly.
Immediately after, the red dots became clearer and more numerous.
Several red dots, a dozen red dots, dozens of red dots, and hundreds of red dots.
Waiting for the red dot to get closer to the firelight, I realized that those eyes were blood-red. Immediately afterwards, the body with red dots was also reflected, and it was a monster-like humanoid monster.
The leading monster is tall and strong, with muscles like old trees with staggered roots, strong and powerful. It has four arms, each holding different weapons, the most prominent is a dark black spear.
The lead monster stepped forward, and behind him were dozens of alienated subordinates. These people are all extremely ugly and deterrent. Even if you are still far away, you can feel the bloodthirsty rage and evil of the other party.
"The enemy is up." Zhou Qingfeng sighed softly on the wall and shouted to the villagers around him: "Continue to throw oil and ignite the entire battlefield. Order everyone in the village to enter combat readiness, and Ban's hands come down and fight desperately with us Already.
They did not succeed during the day and they did not win at night. We can educate these idiots immediately, remember to be a good person in the next life. "