Chapter 597: Dog head

Following the looming traces of radiant light in the air, the blood-colored sword light flew for more than a thousand kilometers, and it stopped until the border between Xia Kingdom and White Bear Kingdom.
Zhao Shi's footsteps landed on the ground, lifting up a pile of black soil from the ground.
There is a drop of blood that can only be discovered by highly sensitive spiritual consciousness, the power of storm belief, and a trace of immortal aura.
This kind of blood drops will occur every few kilometers, pointing to the territory of the white bear country, extending for dozens of miles.
"Have you entered the territory of the kobold god?"
Zhao Shi pondered, somewhat uncertain.
Although the of kobolds must be eliminated in the future, it is very unwise to start a war against the of kobolds before the of storm has been completely eliminated.
It is also necessary to consider the idea of ​​the God of Shadows, although the Eagle Nation's nuclear war is now in full swing, and the victory will be determined.
But if Zhao Shi showed too much aggressiveness and made too many enemies, they might be attacked by them.
If you give up the pursuit, the incarnation of the storm who has been hit hard one after another may regain strength.
"Storm He must die!"
Without too much hesitation, the sword light flew into the territory of the white bear country, with killing intent.
Respect is mutual. If Chris, the of kobolds, dared to protect the of storm, he would stand on the opposite side of him, and there would be no way to intensify the conflict.
After going deep into the territory of the white bear country for 600 kilometers, the breath of the of storm disappeared without a trace, and the holy blood and the power of storm belief were all covered.
It seems that after these few days, the of storm barely stabilized the injury in his body.
The blood-red sword light that Zhao Shi turned into did not hesitate, and still had its own clear direction.
Although the spilled aura is concealed, the super-high radiation poison accumulated in the of the storm is difficult to wash out in such a short period of time, as long as it flies to the place where the radiation remains the most and the remaining time is the closest.
He could feel that, not far away, the incarnation of the of the storm was not far away, where many creatures gathered.
...
Brest, one of the cities of the White Bear Country in this bitterly cold wilderness in the Far East.
The city has a small population of only over 200,000 people. It was captured by the Kobold Church five years ago and is currently under the shadow of the belief in the God of Kobold.
A sword light stopped over the city, revealing the black-haired, black-eyed, waist-length Zhao Shi, staring indifferently at the city that appeared flustered with his arrival.
The layout of the whole city is divided into the central area and the fringe area.
The most central area is magnificent, decorated with gold leaf, brass, glass and other shiny things, and there are bright torches burning everywhere in the streets and houses.
The place further out is the common people among the kobolds. The living environment is still clean, and the decorations are colorful stones.
On the outermost part, there are low wooden sheds, trash-smelly gutters everywhere, and no light at all. Of course, these places are human dwellings.
The blond men and women in ragged clothes, yellow complexions, and skinny, worked under the whip of the kobold supervisor.
There are also people who dress better, mostly in agriculture-related, glass, smelting and other fields. They are surrounded by vicious young kobold students who lash out at their teachers from time to time.
"Damn heresy! Get out, this is the realm of the great kobold god!"
Below the 100-meter golden kobold statue, a fierce red-haired kobold flew out of the church. The strength of a mere martial artist was not afraid when he saw Zhao Shi.
Zhao Shi didn't care when he saw it.
Most fanatics who believe in gods are like this, and their brains are not very good. The gods are extremely protective of such fanatics, and the sanctuary dare not insult them.
He smiled and said: "His Royal Highness, the incarnation of the of the storm is hiding in this city. I want to find him and kill him. I promise that it will not have any impact on this city.
For His Royal Highness Chris, I also have great respect in my heart. "
When the red-haired kobold saw this yellow-skinned goblin who was not at the peak of a martial arts master, he dared to defuse his cynicism, and he was furious: "Damn the yellow-skinned goblin, how dare you blaspheme..."
Halfway through the conversation, his expression suddenly became terrified.
An icy killing intent enveloped him, his eyeballs were covered by layers of blood, the tip of his nose smelled a strong smell, and a sea of ​​blood rushed towards his face.
"Holy Light! My God!"
He yelled frantically, and a golden scorching light shot from the church.
There is no effect, it is like a small flame entering the sea.
"Well, puppy, don't be naughty anymore. If you offend the dignity of the strong, His Royal Highness will not be able to protect you."
Zhao Shi loosened his confinement to the red-haired kobold, and successively cut down a hundred sword qi, put a thin blood mask to surround the city of Brest, prohibiting anyone from leaving the city.
Then the divine sense covered the panic and chaotic city below and began to investigate, but no one was spared.
The sudden increase in the high concentration of radiation in this city has indicated that the of the storm is here, and the rest is that it takes some searching time.
The loosened red-haired kobold gasped, and quickly moved away from Zhao Shi, not daring to stop him any more.
Just after moving, a faint golden light flashed in the depths of his eyes. Instead, he stepped forward and shouted: "Humble heretics, leave the realm of the great kobold god!"
boom!
Angrily, he exploded into a mass of flesh and blood, and the words disappeared in the air.
Zhao Shi still scanned the city streets below enthusiastically, like a little boy playing hide-and-seek, without a glance over there.
"Heart invasion!"
"kill!"
More people appeared in the church. Two martial artist kobolds were in the sky. On the ground were hundreds of great martial artists and kobolds of warrior level. Zhao Shi, armed with various weapons, came to the sky to kill.
Then burst into a mass of flesh and blood.
The kobolds in the whole city finally calmed down, and ran towards their den with their tails in their hands.
It seemed to be enough, a ray of golden light shot from the statue of the more than a hundred meters below in front of Zhao Shi, revealing the body of the kobold Chris like pure gold.
He said with majesty and sacredness: "Mortal, you dare to kill my believers, do you want to declare war on the great kobold god?"
"Great Majesty, this is not the case."
Zhao Shi finally stopped his scanning work temporarily, and said in a serious tone: "These believers of yours suddenly awakened from dragon blood for some reason, and they burst into death. It has nothing to do with me."
He waved his hand, a kobold in the position of a great warrior had turned into thousands of pieces and came to the two of them. There were traces of golden blood between the hairy flesh and blood. This is the blood of the kobold awakening dragon descendant. Typical characteristics of failure.
Chris was furious: "Humble mortal, are you a fool to be the great kobold god?"
boom!
He exploded like a golden kobold body made of pure gold, and the power of sanctuary-level faith that had gathered in a hurry spread out in all directions and disappeared.
"Look, you have actually awakened the dragonborn bloodline now!"
Zhao Shi praised: "Kobolds are indeed a chosen race, and humans are far behind. This world will definitely belong to great kobolds in the future."
A golden light of faith emerged from the void, condensing a golden kobold body, barely surpassing the realm of the peak of the sanctuary: "mortal, you dare to blaspheme the gods, I will put your soul in..."
boom!
A secret sword light slashed past, cutting this divine body into pieces.
Another group of golden light gathered to become a golden dog-headed body, but it still barely surpassed the peak of the sanctuary.
Stronger clones can't be gathered anytime, anywhere, just by the power of faith.
"Humble mortal..."
boom!
"Where..."
boom!
After ten consecutive explosions, the condensed Kobold clone finally learned to be quiet. He looked at Zhao Shi coldly, "What do you want?"
"I don't want to."
Zhao Shi smiled and said: "I will leave when I find the clone of the storm, and will not encroach on your territory. I fully respect you, your majesty."