Chapter 1681: Heroic will

On the edge of the battlefield, Rod saw everything that happened in the field, with a sneer on his face.
"Is this the Erasian people of this era? They are more pious and deceptive than I thought. I thought someone would question them. I didn't expect that when they mentioned miracles, they would lose their most basic reason. "
Beside Rod, the swordsman who was a head shorter than him quietly listened to what he said, but remained silent.
The wailing of the dead crusaders nearby continued to be heard in the ears of this swordsman. He didn't seem to want to see such a situation. He just lowered his head deeply. Only when Rohde spoke, he would look at it. Toward Rod.
From the eyes of the swordsman, Rod saw the pain and struggle, but Rod didn't care.
"It's really stupid, how can there be miracles in this world, it's just a trick shown by others." Rod said with disdain.
"Don't you believe in the existence of miracles?" Hearing what he said, the swordsman finally couldn't help asking.
"I remember someone asked me this question, and my answer was not to believe it." Rod glanced at him and replied.
"Why? I have seen a miracle, right after I finished my sacrifice to the gods." As he said, the swordsman seemed to have thought of something, and faintly sighed, "Sometimes I also wonder if I am doing this. That’s right, that’s my child, but I dedicated him to God, but when I think of what God said to me, I believe that everything is worth it.

"What?" Rod glanced at him with some confusion. "What did God say to you?"
"God told me that I will definitely become a swordsman, although the process will be very tortuous. I have no doubt about it." The swordsman replied.
Rod fell into silence and took a deep look at Samson, before he said: "If you didn't imagine what you said, then there is only one possibility, you were cheated by Will."
"What? That's impossible!" The swordsman glared at Luo Luo before retorting, "God won't lie to me like you said."
"Maybe God won't lie to you, but you didn't see God at all." Rod said with a sneer, "Look at the crusaders around you on the battlefield. They thought they saw a miracle, Bishop Will The miracle shown, but what about it? It was just a performance by me and him, but they believed it."
"But... I did hear the voice of God, and Bishop Will heard the same as I did..." Samson refused to accept all of what Rod said, still rebutting.
"I said, they are more pious than I thought, and they are also better to deceive, just like you, Samson." Rod said slowly, "It's Bishop Will, who asked you to do all this, not Do you offer your child to God and he can be rewarded by the Holy See."
Listening to what Rod said, Samson finally seemed to realize something, and lowered his head deeply, his sword-holding hand trembling uncontrollably.
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"What have I done? Bisha...and my children..." he murmured.
"Do you want to confess to God? There will be time to confess to you in the future. We should leave here." Rod shook his head and said slowly.
On the battlefield, following the miracle displayed by Bishop Will, all the crusaders rose up and stepped forward to eliminate the still spiders.
Many spiders died in the hands of the Crusaders. Thinking of what Ms. Spider had previously confessed, Rod knew that now it was time to evacuate. He couldn't let all the spiders die here.
Believing that the miracle in front of him was enough to satisfy Bishop Will, Rod shook his head, leaning on the little spider McWen on him, and let all the nearby spiders retreat into the darkness, ready to evacuate.
At this moment, a burst of cold light suddenly pierced Luo's back.
Rhode, who was prepared for a long time, reacted in the first time. The seemingly huge dark yellow body flashed past the attack at an unimaginable speed and pulled away.
"What are you going to do?" Rod asked in a deep voice while looking at Samson, who was holding the blade and posing an offensive posture.
"I want to correct the mistakes I have made." Samson said slowly, and he looked directly at the dark yellow monster in front of him, his words a little firm.
Feeling the extreme threat from him, Rod changed his expression and said, "Do you think those Elasias will accept you again? They won't do it. Even if you plan to repent religiously, you will eventually There is only a dead end, why did you do this?"
"My heart asked me to do this." Samson said loudly, "No matter what I will end up with, but I can't let the mistakes continue. I don't want to see more people and be deceived by what you call. I will break through the tricks between you and Will and wake up those crusaders."
Hearing what Samson said, Rod was a little silent for a while. He didn't expect that what made Samson such a change in the end was his previous words, which also made Rod feel helpless.
"Those people won't believe you, have you forgotten that you are a sinner?" Rod attacked.
"What does it matter?" Samson replied, "As long as one person starts to question Will, my goal will be achieved. I don't allow it. You deceive others in the name of God..."
As he said, with a strong aura, rising from Samson, Rod's expression became faint and solemn, and he knew exactly what this special aura meant.
Rod has actively pursued this kind of aura. According to Rod's customary name, this kind of aura should be called will, which belongs to the hero's will.
What Rhode did not expect was that Samson in front of him was qualified to produce a will that belongs to a hero. Judging from the level of this will, it may not be long before he can become a real hero and gain the power of a hero. .
For Rhodes, this is of course extremely bad news. A Tier 6 hero cannot deal with Rhodes’s unformed disease power alone. In terms of basic attributes, even Rhodes’ general skills All points are allocated, and they cannot compete with Tier 6 heroes.
"Wait, don't you want to become a Juggernaut? How can you become a Juggernaut if you do this?" Feeling the power of a hero in Samson, Rod could not help but step back, and said at the same time.
"That's not important anymore." Samson shook his head and sighed. "Perhaps as Bisha once told me, I will never be a sword master. I don't have that potential, but the only thing I can What I do is what I think is right."
After speaking, Samson raised the blade, pointed directly at the dark yellow monster in front, and would attack in the next moment.