Bright Era

The heavy iron hoof smashed the shadows of the trees on the streets of Berrely. It was beyond everyone's expectation. The first to discover the anomaly of Mount Shenghui, and the first to rush to the foot of Mount Shenghui, were not the top figures of the powerful forces. It was a dragoon patrol led by Enzo.

The patrol team of three hundred people rushed to the square at the entrance of Shenghui Mountain at the fastest speed, and the red blood shocked everyone. Even Enzo, Vic and others, who crawled out of the dead pile on the battlefield, experienced dozens of **** fights, and survived countless times, all stared blankly at the "soft and quiet" in front of them. color.

Different from the clash of swords and axes on the battlefield, the physical impact banged, the blood shot, and the flesh and blood flew across the tragic situation, the blood of Shenghuishan is so quiet and demure, and even reveals the gentleness of everyone. breath.

The blood was smoothly smeared on the ground and on the wall without the slightest mess, as if a master painter smeared a layer of plasma evenly. The blood was so well organized and smoothly flowing along the ground and walls in an orderly manner, cruelly In fact, there is still a gentle and gentle breath.

There are no corpses, no corpses piled up like a mountain on the battlefield.

Because all the clergy and their armors were cut into the smallest particles, just like the diced meat on the chopping board, they were evenly distributed on the ground. So at a glance, it seems that this huge, weekdays where believers wait for the bells of Shenghui Cathedral to ring, and the large square where they are preparing to enter the church to worship is unusually flat and smooth.

Smooth blood, smooth diced meat, everything is evenly spread on the ground, very pleasing to the eye.

"Did the devil break into Shenghui Mountain?" Vic suppressed his throat twitching forcibly, suppressing the desire to vomit. He hissed: "Who did such a thing? Forget about killing, he actually returned..."

A group of newly recruited dragoons have vomited into the dark, and some people even fell from their horses. Enzo glanced at them helplessly. It was clear that it hadn’t been two months since the Second Dragoon Corps was formed. He wants to form enough combat power and wants these brave guys to become real fighters. There are many more. It will take a long time to do things.

"Send people to warn the Security Department and the Victory Palace, and file the state here with the most urgent red police order. I took a few people up to see the situation, and all the others stayed here, ready to receive the reinforcements behind! "

With a flick of his fingers, Enzo threw a magic letter into the sky. The specially-made magic letter rubbed against the air, suddenly emitting a dazzling light, a strong light rushed up to a height of a thousand meters, and then burst into a dazzling blood light in the sky, making a loud noise.

It was the strong light and loud noise from Enzo that shocked the idlers in Berriley. Many aristocratic youths who were dressed up and swaggered through the streets turned their heads and looked in this direction. Only then did they discover that the Holy Temple had been smeared with blood. A thick layer.

Regardless of the commotion in Berriley, Enzo led three or five old brothers such as Vic to carefully walk up the stone steps leading to the top of the mountain. The stone steps more than ten meters wide were also covered with a uniform layer of plasma. Every some distance, there is a uniform piece of meat and metal particles scattered on the ground. There is no doubt that this is the last trace left by the slain Templar Knight.

Enzo was breathing deeply. There was blood everywhere, but there was no smell of blood in the air. It seemed that there was some magical force to pump the activity in the blood clean, causing the blood to be empty and bloody, but even a little. The characteristics of the child’s blood are gone.

Even the original consistency of the plasma disappeared without a trace. Enzo and others’ warcraft leather-covered steel boots stepped on the plasma. When they were lifted, the plasma did not stick to the bottom of the boots at all. The boots were only a little wet. These plasmas have become no different from clean water, and they only retain the color of the plasma.

Vic took out several poisoned daggers from the space ring, and carefully inserted them on the most comfortable belt. He backhand drew out a light crossbow for thieves with a bow arm of only one foot two inches, and inserted twelve thumb-sized round alloy pieces into the light crossbow. These thin as if transparent metal discs shine with a faint purple-green luster, and are also quenched by the extremely poisonous heavy metal minerals from the abyss.

Long Gen, Wood and others also pulled out their portable weapons, while Shan Miao held up an extremely heavy spire shield with both hands, and walked carefully in the forefront step by step. Although the group of people didn't communicate anything, they had almost instinctively put forward the most appropriate, strongest defensive force that their group could pose, and also had a very strong counter-offensive ability.

All the way carefully to the top of Shenghui Mountain, there was no survivor in all the temples along the way, all the clergy were completely wiped out, and even the flying beasts that were kept were completely killed. Even Enzo also noticed that all the gods in the temple were torn from the high gods, and fell to the ground to pieces.

What surprised Enzo even more was that what was smashed into pieces were the main internal structures of the statue, most of which were carved out of huge stones of various colors. And the gorgeous decorations on the surface of the idol, such as the crown made of fine gold, the scepter made of mithril, the **** seat made of huge magic crystals, etc., these valuable things were all cleaned up.

"It's as clean as a rice bowl licked by ten dogs!" Vic exclaimed: "If the boss couldn't do such a vicious thing, he wouldn't have the habit of killing people. I would really think it was The boss is so poor and crazy, he ran to rob!"

Enzo gave Vic a fierce look, and he muttered in a low voice: "Shut up, be careful, it can kill so many clergy, the strength of this guy..."

Several people closed their mouths. Nearly ten years ago, Blackbeard completely killed Shenghui Cathedral up and down. It was Blackbeard who disguised himself as a clergyman of the church, so that the people of Shenghui Cathedral were killed one by one with little resistance.

But the Basilica of Shenghui today is different from that of ten years ago. At that time, the strongest in the cathedral was the archbishop of heaven. Now that the Holy Light I became the emperor of the Gaul Empire, the church has been grandiose in large numbers. The priests of the holy rank are based in Berrily.

Can kill so many powerful clergy so easily, will the person who strikes be the pinnacle of the sage?

or? Demigod at all?

Enzo gritted his teeth, and he whispered: "Brothers take your time, but don't worry! I have issued a warning letter, and a large number of reinforcements will arrive soon. This is a good time for the brothers to take credit. The boss gave us such a life-saving baby, even if it is a demigod, it is impossible to do anything to us for a while."

Cautiously arrived in front of Shenghui Cathedral on the top of the mountain, Enzo and several people were numb all over, looking at the sea of ​​blood in front of the cathedral, making no sound—the plasma like clear water would cover a square of a hundred acres. Stained red, the mountain walking in the front stepped into the plasma, and the blood immediately covered his knee.

Numerous thumb-sized meat bumps floated on the blood, and the sun was shining on this **** hell, and you could see countless twisted faces churning in the blood. The incomparably evil magic imprisoned these souls in the blood, imprisoned in those broken fleshy knots, no matter how these soul fragments struggled and wailed, they still couldn't escape from this cruel hell.

A miserable howl came from the cathedral in the middle, and the sound of light footsteps sounded. Etrice took Best Dawn's hair and dragged him out of the cathedral like a dead dog. Best Dawn’s white robe was stained red with blood, and he howled hoarsely. The high-ranking clergy from the dignified family of God descendants were actually frightened by Etris’ cruel behavior.

Etreis calmly stepped down the high steps in front of the main entrance of the cathedral. Best Chenxi's head hit the steps again and again, and she was dragged down from the steps in embarrassment. Etrice's neat little black dress was stained with blood, and the blood plasma fell from her body quickly like a waterfall. On the soles of her slender feet, the original shoes and socks had no idea where they went, and the two delicate little feet that were born in vain were directly in the blood.

A smear of blood slowly slipped from Etreis's cheeks. Her cold and unrelenting eyes stared at Enzo and the group gloomily, asking each word: "Where is my father?"

Enzo's body was stiff for a while, and Etrex's wooden pipe made him feel extremely strong. Even when Arthur maliciously mobilized them to fight the orc patrol fleet on Wudalian Island, he did not feel such terrible pressure when he and a golden bear fought to death.

The stabbing sword gently drew an arc, mobilizing all the strength, Enzo said solemnly: "Little girl, who is your father?"

Etris stared at Enzo and the others in dragoon armor, and then shook her head slightly: "You are not a priest... You are dragoons... Dragoons should not die. ... all the clergy, **** it!"

Lowering her head and gently grabbing Best Dawn’s ears, Etreis asked in a low voice, "Where is my father?"

Best Dawn looked at Enzo blankly, then screamed hoarsely: "Help!"

With a ‘chuck’, Best Dawn’s ears were torn off by Etrice’s white hands.

Best Dawn wailed in pain, and Enzo strode forward and screamed: "In the name of the imperial law, little girl, let go of the adult in your hand! No matter what you have The imperial law will uphold your rights! But you have no right to abuse other people's lives by violence!"

Enzo's words roared with all the grudge, and the huge sound wave spread up and down Shenghui Mountain.

Enzo felt that these words were righteous and awe-inspiring, and he could definitely add a lot of points to the hearts of his people in Berrily, and at the same time he was prepared to be violently attacked by Etreis!

Something that surprised Enzo happened-Etrice frowned and looked at him for a while, then let go of her hand and put Best Dawn down. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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