Vol 3 Chapter 99: A hundred years of sacrifice (sixth more)

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"My choice is always consistent with you, Penny." Shen Yan loosened the hilt and the recurve bow appeared in his hand.
"Beng! Beng! Beng!" The serial string sounded, and the three nearby people were penetrated by the spikes of the skull, and they fell one after another!
At this time, the people in the field have fallen into madness! Someone's head suddenly stretched, and then opened his mouth, a cone of gray breath spurted out, and several people who were sprayed in front of the breath immediately petrified! Others took out two thin swords and whirld around the venue like a whirlwind, wounding the wounds of others and themselves ... but the battle was so fierce, and some people were even cut in half with their upper bodies rolling on the floor Struggling ... but there was no trace of blood in the venue.
"They are all living dead ... We must leave here first, Penny." Shen Yan stepped on the face of the demon and pulled out his sword. He wanted to stay away from this ridiculous battle.
Then Penny controlled the shield. He brandished his sword, and the two of them rushed towards the edge of the field. If this is a commanding dozens of people, probably Shen Yan can only spend time and force to leave the debris directly. It's a pity that these people are just a crowd of people, even if there are many powerful roles in the middle.
Shen Yan hacked and killed a half-dragon by sneak attack, and then inserted another elemental guy into a sieve and stood up in front of him as a shield.
Dodge for a while, when someone suddenly turned into a giant to kill the Quartet, he finally rushed out of the melee battle group with Penny.
"We will stay here."
At this time, the number of people in the debris has greatly reduced, and more than half of the people have returned to the corpse.
Because ordinary people die directly, all the rest are powerful characters, of which there are already signs of restoring reason. But whenever the battle shows signs of cooling down, the priest will approach and spit out a "golden flame", and then the avid battle will continue!
The rhythm is always in the hands of the priest, although he has also been chased by the giant stick-wielding giant.
The priest also saw Shen Yan standing on the sidelines, silent as a statue. He tried to approach and spread the flame on Shen Yan twice ... but the flame passed Shen Shen directly, and nothing could be burned--because the flame was originally a phantom!
I felt that there was no way to help Shen Yan. The priest could only ignore Shen Yan and try his best to add fire to this carnival.
"The Lord has given up on us, we are all heretics! Heretics!" He shouted enthusiastically as he walked around the venue, and the people around him forgot to kill, not caring about what he was talking about. In Shen Yan's view, the priest was completely messy and nonsense. He was crazy, and the people around him were crazy. The lunatics were fighting each other until the last person fell!
"Then you and me are left, guards! Tell me, why can't I see the light of faith in you? Are you still a believer in my Lord? Why don't you join our ritual!" He questioned Shen Yan exhaustively, When speaking, the logic state is restored.
He didn't know where to find a mace, and as the speech continued to wave, he seemed to want to use this hammer to teach a less pious, deep speech.
"I can't talk about this question," Shen Yan pointed blankly in the direction of his head. "I let the Lord answer it personally."
"The Lord came in person?" The pastor repeated it in disbelief and surprise, looking up at the sky with Shen Yan's finger movements. He saw that from the direction of the zenith of the church, a black dot was constantly expanding in the spilled grating, and then turned into a stone fist that was half the size of a strong man-from the sky, he hit him fiercely. Face!
"No, I just sent you to see him."
The 20-strength stone giant's right fist has the same effect as being hit in the front by a dump truck.
Perhaps the vitality of the outsiders is powerful, even if they are hit by the front, the pastor has not died for a while. "Hahaha ~ Pagans, burn ..." His body was piled up like a pile of there, and his mouth was still whispering nonsense.
Shen Yan walked next to him and pulled out his long sword with a blank expression. "Poof!" Pierced the twisted face.
And twirled hard!

"They should have known about the fall of Ms. Huancheng, and they were so ecstatic that they couldn't wait for a moment. They didn't care about the danger of falling around the city, they gathered here and tried to resurrect Ronald! Really ..." Pan Ni didn't know how to evaluate it. it is good.
In fact, after the woman's fall, the city was first broken into countless pieces, and then crashed into various worlds in a staggered way-the whole process lasted for a full month. Even now, some ruins around the city are still floating on the zenith of the multiverse and have not fallen.
There are countless portals to other worlds around the city. As long as they are aborigines, they know how many portals are located and how to open them. It can be said that except for the first city that crashed, most of the remaining people have the opportunity to escape, at least it is not difficult to go to a world that does not fall.
Even if it leads to the abyss, would it be worse then staying in the city?
However, Ronald's fanatics were summoned to the Sunken Cathedral at this time, trying to take advantage of the fall of the lady to resurrect the portal and the of travel Ronald! Penny thought it was ridiculous. Because this is a sacrifice that believers use themselves as fuel, they are likely to be confused by spells, not really voluntary-because afterwards, regardless of whether Ronald lives alone, these people will die to death, and No bones and no souls-what good is this for them?
The sacrifice itself is not a big problem, because no matter how long the city can last, at least the fragments of the cathedral are about to fall. If they want to resurrect Ronald, it is clear that sacrifices are made in this main temple, and the possibility of resurrection of Ronald will be greater.
Penny now understands a little bit, why there is so much time fragmented in the silent cathedral-when you do a more wrong thing with the wrong method, it is not surprising what kind of result you get.
"What's that Ronald, is it still possible to be resurrected?" Shen Yan looked at the bodies and asked Shen Sheng-he didn't say it, but Pan Ni knew exactly what Shen Yan meant! What he asked was if he could be resurrected, then Shen Yan would kill him again in the future!
"Resurrection of a ghost," Penny sneered. "Throwing the body into the astral realm is to kill chickens and monkeys. His soul is in my hands!"
You were really self-willed.
"Then, forget it," Shen Yan said jiggly. Otherwise, what would you like to go to the astral whip?
"I know you think too much, but let's burn these living dead people. Otherwise, they won't take long, they will be resurrected again, and then continue to repeat the scene just now ... Without destroying them, this piece of time cannot be eliminated. "Penny suggested."
"Well." Shen Yan was not hypocritical, raising his hand above his head, saying "Cinder Burning Technique".
The wind blows the temple, the fine sand flows, the past is gone, the dust disappears.
Only the sackcloth leather armor and the scented cloak were thrown to the ground.
The cathedral must be packed up, Shen Yan takes humans as a unit, and rolls the corresponding things together, and the things like belongings are kept in the clothes for nothing. In the future, finding a place for burial will be regarded as leaving a cloak for these people. As for extremely useful things such as weapons, magic items, and magic armor, Shen Yan naturally accepts them without any politeness!
The heir of Ms. Huancheng is so tall, but so far he hasn't seen any real magic items-just a bun.
Shen Yan now has a little experience of the warlock profession. The biggest feature of the warlock is that it can quickly and efficiently mobilize the same type of magic for indiscriminate bombing-for example, magic missile X6 + Isaac missile storm X6 + advanced Aisa Gram missile X4 this kind!
If you put it all over the place, you can really rely on the missile to slay the dragon!
Even if Shen Yan is now a third-order warlock, if Shen Yan enters a five-round "rock flying fist" when he fights with a certain force in Greenhorn Bay (he has only 550 magic pools)-as long as he pushes down the opponent three, The four main forces can definitely play a role in reversing the battle instantly!
Controlled magic bombing is also terrible, this is the warlock!
However, the warlock profession also has a shortcoming, that is, due to the limited variety of magic options, the contingency methods brought are insufficient. Some magic may not be used for one or two times in a lifetime, but as long as it is used, it will be a lifetime. It is impossible for a warlock to occupy tight spell choices for such magic. How to do it? This will depend on the purchase of magic scrolls or similar magic equipment to replace the preparation.
Therefore, a large collection of magic equipment is not optional, but must be so.
But other people's clothes can be left. The good things of the cult leader pastor must be stripped off, especially the golden white robe! When the robe was placed calmly, it showed pure white, but with a slight flick, the surface of the cloth will appear layers of golden light, and it looks like a local tyrant, very horrible! As long as Penny helped to remove the obscure emblem, the robe said nothing.
"Huh, what is this?" While Shen Yan was shaking "gray" while holding the robe, a scroll fell out of the pocket inside the clothes. "Magic Scroll !?"
Magic Scroll, Shen Yan has seen countless times in Laurel's memory, but it is still the first time to really get it.
"This feels!" He quickly grabbed it, carefully stroked it up and down in his hand, even the robes!
"No expressions are so disgusting!" Penny couldn't look down.
"Yes, yes." Shen Yan agreed with a smile. Now that the sky is falling, he has no time to be angry, and his mind is all on this scroll. The magic scroll can be used not only for learning, but also as a magic book that records a single magic. Shen Yan's current magic position is still half empty, half by random, and the other half by himself. "Let me see what is good."
He unrolled the scroll a little bit, reading the above magic text standard with little skill.
"Ignace's ... flaming missile."