Chapter 389: :Butcher

Baron Leon has nothing to say, but he can be a little smart if he deals with enemies of the same force. However, the undead were powerful, and if there were no walls, he would have been wiped out long ago.
Now Xiahe asked back, only to find that he really could do nothing about the war.
What I learned from childhood is not much now.
The undead did not impact the bunker hall, and did not even appear in the soldier's aiming range. Xiahe suddenly felt wrong, and he looked back. Abigail's eyes had a look of panic.
"what happened?"
"Alien spirits!"
"How is it possible? Isn't Underworld no gods?" Xia He finished, and felt idiot. There are no gods in the underworld, that is what the high-level empire knows, and they will not be notified to themselves at all.
The underworld channel is not blocked, maybe it is related to the gods.
It is useless to think so much, is it too late to escape now? The water droplets of destiny gave Medieri, and the blade of space gave Jennifer. Now Xiahe's way of escape is to sneak underground.
"Principal?" Raphael yelled when Xiahe's face looked ugly for the first time.
"I don't have any idea now. If I break through, I should be able to escape some people. I can only keep myself safe. When I enter the bunker, I may all die inside. What do you say?"
"I go to the bunker." Abigail said immediately. If she is outside, the alien spirit will surely find her breath and will definitely strike her with a dead hand.
Xiahe was helpless, he did not want to leave Abigail, but entering the underground, in his feeling, was the most dangerous thing. If there was such a feeling, he would not come to Baiyan City at all.
As if this was a clumsy trap, he only discovered it when he stepped on it.
Baron Leon thought about it, and if he killed him, he was not sure to survive. There is still a lot of undeveloped space in the bunker, which is a natural cave. It can stay longer and wait until the reinforcements.
"I will go down."
"Well, since that's the case, how about you?" Xia He looked at Professor Raphael.
The professor smiled bitterly, he couldn't fly anymore, so he could go underground. He was not so confident when he was killed alone.
Xia He didn't make sense to watch everyone make a choice and wanted to block it. Because he really has no ability to take so many people out.
Even if he is legendary, it is impossible to take so many people to the half plane.
War is not gambling. He used this to educate Baron Leone. In a flash, he had to make a similar choice.
"Let's go quickly." Abigail urged, she looked pale like a natural enemy.
"Okay." Xiahe ignored everyone else, and with Abigail's hand, he beckoned Professor Raphael to keep up and turned to the underground entrance of the bunker.
Having known Abigail for so long, he has never seen this guy scared.
You know, Abigail has tested the magic, and can also get the support of the goddess here. The spirit power of the other world is afraid to exceed the current goddess of wealth.
Before Xiahe entered the ground, hundreds of black objects fell in the sky, surrounding the bunker hall. When the object fell to the ground, it turned into blossoming flowers, with slender petals, dark colors, blooming in an instant, and an exquisite fragrance.
Xiahe's consciousness sensed this, and he was cold all over, and the steps under his feet were a little stiff.
Styx Flower!
This thing can lead Styx across the sky, and if there are hundreds of flowers, it will quickly form a scale. Styx poured into the ground, and more than 60,000 people will become the souls of grievances in the Styx. This will strengthen this small tributary of the Styx and attract the power of the of the underworld.
The other party chose Baiyan City because they were optimistic about the more than 60,000 civilians.
My best choice is to take the first step into the underground while the Styx has n’t poured out, and kill more than 60,000 people. The souls are put away, and the Styx does not have so much nourishment of souls It cannot come, let alone the body.
What's worse is that Anduzias can't stop the emergence of Stygian. His strength is limited to about 65, facing the Stygian, he can only be as unpolluted as he is.
Although murder is not good, but these people enter the Styx after death, that is to be tortured soul for a long time.
Damn, Xiahe never thought about making such a choice. And the more he hesitated for a second, more than a hundred people might fall into the Styx.
Between thoughts, Xiahe pulled Abigail into the ground, and the steps were hundreds of meters deep below. After entering, it was a huge hall built of natural caves with branches around. The path is wide enough to accommodate the carriage.
The ground is now paved with bricks, and there were railroad tracks in the early years.
Xiahe ’s consciousness quickly swept away, and at the same time released a dozen ghost and scrolls, letting the ordinary people gather to wait for the order. If it is really a Stygian infusion, then it is necessary to rescue some souls from detachment.
Tens of thousands of people, Xiahe was bleeding.
Who summoned Hades and who arranged this game? If it is aimed at oneself, then it is impossible. He only took a temporary action before taking this route. Under normal circumstances, you will not enter the White Smoke City, but will detour.
Xiahe thinks of the three-headed monster, the legendary creature, is it the general under the of darkness?
Outside the bunker hall, hundreds of Styx flowers bloom, and under the root system, black lines spread, quickly wrapping the entire bunker hall up and down, winding. The color of the bunker hall became deeper and deeper, like cast iron.
The soil under the stone slab also quickly hardened, and this large net spread down and into the crypt.
The Flower of Styx began to show the structure of crystals, the posture was still enchanting, and it seemed to have a fragile illusion.
Something like dew slipped down on the petals, the cold was pressing, and the color was gray.
Hundreds of Styx flowers dripped at the same time, one drop, two drops, three drops ...
Soon the dew turned into a trickle and flowed towards the bunker hall. Xiahe still saw this scene through the little ghost hidden on the top floor, and knew that the bunker was over.
The entrance to the bunker is not sealed and is useless.
The hardened earth, those lines are the key to the penetration of the Stygian river. You blocked the entrance and could not block the earth. The water of Styx is permeable, if you are in the realm of Yang Shen, you can still burn it with pure Yang Dao fire to protect the safety of hundreds of people, but unfortunately your own Yin Shen has not become a great success, if you have Yang Shen Dao pattern in Yin Shen On the surface, in the face of this thing, I have long escaped.
Abigail snorted and withdrew all observed beetles. Although the divine nature of the beetles was weak, once they touched the weird thing, they would be discovered immediately.
The speed of this Stygian formation was more than ten times faster than Xiahe expected.
Now I want to kill more than 60,000 people, all I have to do is burn them with Wuyun God Fire Gourd. However, this process is not only painful, but also has to refine the soul. Otherwise, the people who were burned to death will still be trapped in the Stygian River, and eternal life will not be allowed to be born.
If the of darkness wants to come with the branch of the river Styx, the end of these souls can be imagined, and they will not be released at all.
Xiahe has killed many people, even innocent people, but now he is facing ordinary people.
Even if his heart was harder than iron, he thought it was a butcher's act.
In order to save people, they have to be destroyed forever. Otherwise, the souls in each Styx will be pieced together to create a huge Stygian warrior for the gods to drive. The Styx Warrior is defeated and will return to the Stygian River, and the pain will be attributed to himself.
This is a rule that is common to all underworlds. Is it necessary to bet that this underworld is different?
Xiahe took the Wuyun Shenhuo gourd in his sleeve and threw it in the fork while no one was paying attention. The gourd flew rapidly in the air, heading deep into the bunker, where it was the most densely populated.
This underground is not a city, it is just a refuge. Tens of thousands of people live together, and there is no time to allocate places. Most people are concentrated in the third floor below, temporarily placed in the same place as the square. Only less than one hundred children were placed near the barracks on the second floor.
Wuyun Shenhuo is invisible and colorless, pouring down towards the bottom. The transparent flame sweeps past, still sorting his belongings, looking for pots and bowls, and the people waiting for food suddenly feel unable to breathe.
Then, in this life, the most painful things emerged. In the depths of the soul, the pain did not want to live.
Some people find that back to more than a decade ago, they are still young and handsome, and they are working hard to train and want to become an ordinary soldier. Even the chief said that he has the qualification to become a professional, as long as he works harder.
However, in only one accident, he offended a mercenary and was broken by his spine. Although he received compensation and healed the injury, he was completely out of touch with the professional.
Others found themselves returning to their newlyweds. However, in the cave, his wife fell in the arms of others and was entangled.
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These emotions are magnified indefinitely, as if poisonous insects are eating the hearts of these people.
Xiahe Wuyun Divine Fire swept, and the souls of these people wailed in pain in the flames. Xiahe meditation on the Daomen's mantra of excessiveness in the heart, so that those souls can be relieved in the fire of the five aggregates.
No one felt wrong. The place where three layers of civilians gathered was no longer alive because of a gourd.
Xiahe can't feel their pain, but can see the twists and twists of countless souls with his consciousness.
However, the destiny of these people has long been doomed. When the of darkness decides to sprinkle the Stygian flowers here, the White Smoke City is about to perish.
I am a savior and a butcher, causing tens of thousands of people to die in pain.
This is not for victory, just to live, and don't let that terrible thing come to the world.