Chapter 605: See 1

Corpse world.
With the fermentation of videos and other news on the Internet, the corpses gradually surfaced.
Every day, a large number of corpses are put on the street for people to visit after being slaughtered.
No mercy, no retention.
One by one, the priests continued to flow in, and all the hidden corpses in the city were named one by one, or they were arrested for people to visit, or they were killed directly, leaving no future trouble.
At the same time, teleportation of the temple continued to flow in.
A large number of avatars are scattered all over the place, and they can easily command everything through avatars, which is far more efficient than ordinary telephone equipment.
In the ordinary people's world, gradually, with the exposure of the corpses, a large number of ordinary people began to panic, seeking all possible help.
Various denominations, beliefs, and folk mysterious systems have begun to flood in, trying to find new reliance.
Just then, an organization called the Temple gradually began to emerge from the darkness.
The deceptive power of the temple is extremely powerful. Not only ordinary humans choose to join, but even some corpses who have always hated cannibalism, they have also chosen to believe in their teachings.
Many corpses chose to purify the whole body. With the help of the Holy Light, they stubbornly cut off the addictive tissues that eat human flesh. At the same time, it has become a new type of priesthood in the temple-the deceased.
They profess to be the dead souls bathing in the Holy Light, gathered in churches everywhere, pray daily, pray, completely abandon their identity as corpses, and integrate into a normal society and live a peaceful life.
On the other hand, the priests besieged the hunting and killing of corpses, from the beginning of hunting and traveling to scattered households, to the later corpses of some cities, they were often killed overnight.
Such a cruel move quickly triggered a joint resistance from corpses and demon everywhere.
The Night Alliance was the first group to begin to resist.
But resistance was futile, and the gap between the powers of the corpses and the priests was too obvious. It is not a level at all.
In this increasingly chaotic situation, Kadula was invincible, and no one could stop her from moving forward. Even if the leader of the Night Alliance secretly shot it in person, it was just a par with him.
At this moment, the sacred mountain Shi Xingfeng finally chose to shoot.
A large number of corpse monsters, dispatched from the holy mountain, gathered the masters of the parliament and the alliance, and began to encircle all the people in the temple at the same time.
Wars continue to erupt everywhere. Chaos started.
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Shi Xingfeng.
Fasola sat calmly on the edge of the cliff, looking at the bottomless dark valley below. She has no grief or joy.
Being an incarnation of God is boring in itself. The only thing that can be used as a pastime is to be immersed in the memories.
She used to be crazy and indulgent.
But unfortunately ... everything is over now.
"Balma, have you heard?
The souls of the early moon swords are mourning. "She said quietly suddenly.
"They dispatched on behalf of the holy mountain, but they were still slaughtered by the Pei family. The world no longer remembers that Shi Xingfeng was once majestic," Sola said again.
"The Pei family is overthrown. What we need to care about now is not this, but how to deal with the existing crisis of the corpses." Balma said solemnly.
"The priesthood of the temple is powerful, and with weapons, it is very easy to deal with corpses.
Lower-level corpses have no resistance to them. and so...."
"So, we need to solve the problem from the source." Sora interrupted.
"source?"
"In the destiny I saw, the priesthood was dominated by that monster named Khadulla. She is extremely powerful, even stronger than our all-class, and extremely difficult to kill.
Even if I do it myself, I'm afraid it will be difficult to win. "Sola shook her head." So, I plan to use ... "
Bang ...
Suddenly a thunder passed from the sky.
A female corpse jumped close from a distance.
"Sorrow, something happened to Evangelism!"
The woman looked dignified, her face even pale.
"Say." Although Godsola could occasionally see the direction of destiny, she did not see specific details. All she could feel was the hunch.
"A large-scale riot occurred in Aiweixing Province. More than 3,000 people protested and demanded that the government deal with the corpses hidden in the crowd.
At the same time, the sanctuary besieged a living place of my tribe, and launched more than 30,000 people with biochemical poison gas. As a result, more than 28,000 people died on the spot, and the remaining people escaped by chance ... "
The people quickly reported the terrorist incidents that happened outside.
More than 28,000 corpses were slaughtered ...
Such tragedies, whether Sola or Balma, have never been seen before.
Since the corpses set up their own organization and power, there have been no such huge deaths and injuries.
And it is still the death and injury caused by non-communal killings.
"I can feel the evil is approaching ...." Sora said silently, slowly.
"Then let the black moon go. You and I can't leave. The strongest mountain is the only black moon." Balma suggested.
"Yes. After all, she is a hero who has saved an era." Sora nodded.
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"Hero?" The woman lying on the wine table pointed at her drunkenly and laughed carelessly.
"Have you ever seen such a fat hero?"
She laughed, and everyone else in the surrounding bar laughed.
"So you're looking for the wrong person, find someone else. I'm not a hero." The fat woman waved her hand and continued to lie down.
"Give me a cup of green emerald. For the largest, you know."
The bartender behind the bar gave a thumbs up, signaled that he had received it, and quickly started to mix.
"Now my family is facing great threats. Lord Popes, now only you have the ability to turn the tide and save everything."
The messenger from the holy mountain frowned and continued to persuade.
Pops Dark Moon, a powerful hero who was once outstanding in style and magnificent, has now completely turned into a fat man weighing 500 pounds.
How strong she used to be, how fat she is now.
"I'm not an adult, I'm just an alcoholic." Pops waved his hands lazily.
"No, you once rescued Lord Sora from the giant sea monster, once defeated the flame strange, once single sword to suppress the thousands of prisoners of the chaotic prison riots, once gave a sword, cut off what is known as the world's hardest The spine of the Simon barrier .... "
She counted the achievements of Pops Dark Moon.
"That's all before. Now I'm dead." Pops waved his hand and didn't care.
"No ... you just ... take a short break." The messenger barely found a way to describe Popps at this time.
In fact, even when she saw Pops, some kind of persistence broke down in her heart.