Chapter 387: Why are we against us again?

Deep inside Crescent Mountain.
Withered scenes are even more common, with cracks all over the dry ground. Although there are still many withered trees, they still give the desert a desolation.
A peaceful village, located in the Crescent Mountain, two or three floors of small buildings, built next to the mountain, is terraced.
Cooking smoke.
There was no enchanted beast around.
This is a peaceful and peaceful village, but if anyone can see the people in the village, it will inevitably frown.
Some people wore black robes and masks, while others looked indifferent, and hurriedly walked. Most of them were just ordinary villagers, full of enthusiasm, like devout believers who could dedicate themselves to everything.
East of the village.
Two Quaternary awakeners in vintage tawny robes, hiding in the shade, looking at the crowds. One was middle-aged, and the other was in his early thirties, with a sign on his chest representing "End God." "Bishop" badge.
"Uncle, when will the sacrifice come to us, I can't wait to break through the extraordinary!"
The man in his early thirties spoke.
The middle-aged person shook his head gently. "Breakthrough in blood sacrifice is only a good choice. The strength after the breakthrough is more than extraordinary. It will exhaust all potential and is not worth it."
"But ... there is no promise for us. If we do great things, we will give us a chance to make a breakthrough? And the gods often order the people below to bring high-quality children. If it is not for the blood sacrifice, it must not be the training of the dead."
"Dead man?" The middle-aged man patted the shoulder of the elder nephew. "You are still too young. With the power of the gods, what other dead men are you, those high-quality children, I guess, they are also used for sacrifice, but not for sacrifice. Enhance your strength. "
"The family blood sacrifice method uses high-level awakenings. Like us, if we want to forcibly break through the extraordinary, we need at least 10,000 awakenings of ten or more, supplemented with other materials, which can reduce the requirements of sacrifice. The present conditions are not possible to come together ... it will be possible in a few years.
The sacrifices chosen by the gods are just the opposite. Instead, they choose children with low strength and young age. I do not understand it. It is not difficult to win the Tiannan and Xilin provinces with the strength of the gods who teach them, but they do not seem to be in a hurry ... "
"It's for better rule. Now the number of deities is limited. After it continues to grow, it can even be won without blood."
The youth said their views.
The middle-aged man stomped his feet, the trees trembled behind him, and the leaves fluttered and fell, which was yellow with the naked eye.
"Look at the environment under our feet and think about the doctrine of theology, not domination, but ... destruction."
He groaned, then lowered his voice again, "Did you not realize that since the gods have their headquarters here, haven't they been disturbed by demonized beasts? The master of the gods' belief, I guess ... is also real."
The pupils of the youth shrank.
The speech of middle-aged people gradually became frenetic, "The world is doomed to ruin, even if it is as strong as the ancient spirits of the past, it can't reverse the destiny. Is there any chance ... "
The sound of slang was gradually becoming inaudible.
The enthusiastic expression also returned to peace, just like those expressionless people in the village, but only the madness deep in the bottom of the eyes was lingering.
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Crescent Mountain.
The Pingliang Sanctuary dispatched a total of 8,000 awakened people this time in order to clear up the "endurance cult." Except for 1,500 people left behind, there are more than 6,000 people entering the mountain.
Black pressure is pressing, if time is enough, this wide area of ​​Crescent Mountain can be turned upside down.
"We have limited time. Be sure to find the cult headquarters before other shelters!"
Only in this way can we restore the lost face, and more importantly ... whether the "Final God" possesses a secret treasure or a way to break through the blood sacrifice, we must find it and hold it firmly in our hands.
By that time, his strength, including the strength of the shelter, will be able to advance by leaps and bounds.
The director of Pingliang Shelter thought so.
He was in charge personally, leading one of the most elaborate thousand awakeners, speeding up the mountain and wading, splitting the blocked trees and stones, and pushing forward.
"Someone over there!"
Director Pingliang looked.
In the distance, there is no tree, only a boulder stands on the hill. At this time, two men in khaki robes were standing on the boulder.
Looking away.
The director Pingliang looked happy, "It must be a cultist."
He hadn't stunned his head yet, knowing that the one who dared to appear at this time must be the strong one, and immediately commanded: "Can't give them a chance of guerrillas. One team and two teams besieged from both wings. Follow me, pay attention to restrict the actions of the other party. It's best to catch it and torture the location of the cult headquarters from their mouths! "
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"It doesn't matter if you can't catch it, quickly smashing them proves that we are better than everyone else."
"Yes, uncle."
Between words.
Of the thousands of awakenings in the distance, dozens of people rushed ahead at high speed, rushing through the rugged mountains and rocks as if they were flat, one of them raised his hand, on the huge rock, under the feet of his uncle and nephew, a huge Chessboard emerges.
The two people in khaki robes are like two small pawns on a huge chessboard. They move freely, but their mobility is greatly restricted. No matter how they go, they can only advance a small cell on the chessboard.
Special ability, heaven and earth board.
"A bit interesting, but the strength ... too weak."
The middle-aged man snorted coldly, the rules of the chessboard were smashed, and the capable man in the distance was flushed with blood, and fell to his knees, covering his chest.
As soon as he kicked his feet, the boulder slammed into a bowl-shaped pothole, full of dense cracks.
Middle-aged portrait of an eagle passing by at low altitude ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Without a breath of effort, he appeared in front of Pingliang's expert group, and swiped with a finger, with a master of nine peaks beside him. With a slamming blood splashing from behind, the master was like a balloon that had been drained of air, and fell on his stomach.
With one stroke, the middle-aged man kept moving.
Even if it is top-level combat power, you can only see the eyes dazzle in the afterimage. The ordinary master of Nine Peaks is not an enemy.
The young man also flew down from the boulder, instead of rushing to the master group, but crossed over, rushed into the rear awakener's legion, the sheep entered the tiger group, his sword light flickered, and a few people and a dozen were split in an instant .
His eyes were red.
Did n’t you say that there are only one to several Quaternary strongmen in the "Final Evil Cult"?
Obviously, they are only one of the forces of the Eighteenth Road Siege, but they happened to run into two.
Even Luyin and Yangcheng are ignored, and now even cults are targeting them.
On what grounds!