Bright Era

The bodies of the 30,000 nightmare knights shook at the same time, and one-fifth of their souls were stripped by the strange power, turned into a gray mist and drilled out of their heads, and then directly merged into Yaziqi's body. Yazki took a deep breath of contentment, and then he laughed lowly: "My believers, I have received your piety! I give you a nightmare halo, and bring your enemies endless despair and death! "

With a bang, a gray magic ring with a diameter of more than 100 meters appeared beside these nightmare knights. Numerous twisted faces and hideous magic patterns formed this terrifying magic ring that looked like a skull. A force called fear condensed in the air. These nightmare knights suddenly dispersed, and then quickly crashed into those The alien army is building a camp.

Those alien races, whether they are powerful Titans and Golden Orcs, or weak Orcs and Goblins, as long as they are shrouded in nightmare aura, their souls will suddenly fall into a stagnant state. Their bodies cannot move, they are caught in an endless nightmare. After the most feared images in their lives have been enhanced thousands of times, they flashed in their souls again and again.

Hundreds of thousands of alien races suddenly collapsed, their souls collapsed, and their bodies could not move. The nightmare knights swiftly swung their knives through their team, and no one had the desire to resist wherever they went. They let the nightmare knight’s long knife slash their heads, split their chests, and cut their souls. Harvest in an instant.

"According to the rules of the gods, in the battle of gods, your believers were killed by my soldiers, and the souls of your believers are mine!" Yazchi was trembling with excitement, ten thousand, twenty thousand, thirty thousand. , 50,000, 100,000, 150,000! The nightmare beasts run so fast. Each of the 30,000 carefully selected nightmare knights has a high-level combat power. Their blade can shoot more than ten meters away. They are like lawn mowers on the battlefield. Reaping alien life.

A crazy slaughter, a perfect soul harvest. Yaziqi greedily devours the alien souls that have been continuously injected into his body through the nightmare knight. Every nightmare knight kills an enemy, and those nightmare knights can get one-tenth of the soul source, and all nine-tenths of the soul source is injected into Yaziqi's body.

As long as each nightmare knight kills five alien races, the soul power they spent in praying for the blessing of the divine power will be fully replenished, and as they kill more and more, their power will become stronger and stronger, they kill The speed is getting faster and faster! Especially their spirits have gradually fallen into a violent state with the increasing strength of the soul's original power, and their lethality has been improved several times!

Silently, those alien races caught in nightmares were constantly being killed. In the blink of an eye, these nightmare knights had entered the alien camp for more than 20 miles, and all alien races along the way were killed cleanly and completely. Those who did not resist were killed, and even when their souls were swallowed by Yazki, they still didn't know what happened!

Lin Qi looked at the killing below indifferently, this is the truth of the war launched by the gods.

Ordinary soldiers who died in battle, according to their beliefs, their souls will be harvested by the gods they believed in. Once the gods directly intervene in the war, and after the gods respond to the prayers of the believers and lower their gods to bless their believers, the enemies killed by the gods blessed by believers will have their souls taken away by the gods they believe in.

This is the unspoken rule of the gods, this is the way of the game between the gods.

Lin Qi can feel the raging anger of the **** hiding in the dimension space in the sky, but he can't do anything about it. Even if he is a real ancient **** who is far from Bazchi, he can't destroy the game. rule.

Without a Titan praying for the blessing of divine power, he cannot put his divine power into the battlefield! And unable to put their own divine power into the battlefield, then those alien races cannot resist the attack of the Nightmare Knight. This is an absolute vicious circle. He can only watch the souls that belong to him, being taken away by Yazzi.

Yaziqi smiled grimly. It was enough. In just half an hour, his 30,000 followers had killed more than ten times the enemy! He has already made this ‘sale’, even if these 30,000 devout believers are killed, he still has nine times the profit. So Yaziqi with a sense of refreshing joy, gently humming and watching his nightmare knight fight frantically there.

"This is the truth of God War!" Hu Xinzhu sneered: "A group of captive domestic animals are working hard to provide pork belly to their owners, and they will add their own meat as a seasoning for fear that the owners will not be happy to eat! That's it!"

Lin Qi grabbed a bottle and drank it, then shook his head speechlessly. Now they can only watch the war between these gods, and they are currently unable to do anything. If only Yaziqi and the alien **** were present, Lin Qi would be suspicious of doing something, but now Lin Qi sensed that at least hundreds of powerful spiritual forces were observing this battle, how could he dare not take action.

Perhaps for those gods, this sudden outbreak of battle was just a small adjustment, right? Just like humans go to the opera house to enjoy an opera, it is purely an ordinary adjustment. This can only be regarded as an appetizing snack, not even a cold dish.

At this moment, a deep dragon roar came from far away. The black bone dragon of the undead clan flew as fast as lightning. While flying, he chanted evil spells in undead language loudly. : "The great Lord of Death, grant me your eternal power of death, let me kill those humble ants, let me please you, and let me have a full meal! Hahaha!"

A gray light of the undead fell rapidly in the sky, and quickly injected into the body of this black bone dragon. The originally hideous and hideous body of the Bone Dragon became more and more ugly. Numerous densely packed bone spurs grew out of his body, and he became a huge hedgehog.

A strong breath of death entangled this bone dragon, and he quickly flew to the alien brigade immediately empty, and then slammed his body fiercely. Hundreds of thousands of gray fireballs the size of water tanks sprayed out from the bone dragon. The fireballs roared like meteors and fell on the ground. Accompanied by the dull explosion, the area for hundreds of miles was released by the skull dragon. The fireball shrouded in it.

Each fireball is equivalent to a full blow of a demigod lower-level power, and there are hundreds of thousands of such fireballs!

The explosive power of each fireball covered several kilometers, and the viscous and evil ghost fire burned, burning everything in the flame envelope to ashes. Fireballs continued to fall, and these fireballs made the gray ghost fire more vigorous. Everything within a radius of hundreds of miles was swallowed by flames of hundreds of meters high, including over a million foreign race troops, including 30,000 Nightmare Knights.

"Make a lot of money!" The black bone dragon smiled triumphantly, then turned and left. High in the sky, a pair of deep green eyes stared at Yazchi, and an invisible pressure made Yazchi dare not make any changes.

There is no doubt that this black bone dragon is a battlefield harvester specially cultivated by some existence! The only meaning of his existence is to apply for the blessing of divine power on the battlefield, and then frantically harvest the souls of the other believers. This is a shameless method, but very effective! Faced with an army of millions at every turn of the war, if a conventional war is fought, how many years will it take for millions to die?

But with this kind of battlefield harvester, millions of believers can be easily killed in just a few days!

Lin Qi watched this cruel scene coldly, and he suddenly remembered that not long ago, when this time the battle of God was about to break out, Karls Chenxi, who was called back to the holy mountain, privately warned the'Wan En Longshan'— -When a demigod appears on the battlefield, leave the battlefield!

Lin Qi took a deep breath and shook his head helplessly. He owed Karls Chenxi a favor. At that time, Lin Qi didn’t know what this meant. But based on what Lin Qi has now, when a demigod appeared on the battlefield of God’s War, that’s all. God began to harvest the believers’ souls frantically. Karls Chenxi actually wanted "Wan En Longshan" to escape ahead of time to save his life, but now Karls Chenxi has been invaded by the soul.

This favor cannot be repaid. Lin Qi smiled coldly, then shook his head gently.

Is it a battlefield harvester? Who wouldn't do this kind of thing? Pulling his fingers to calculate the demigod peak-level combat power in his hand, Lin Qi pursed his lips and sneered. Isn't it the blessing of divine power? Lin Qi will bless his ‘Harvester’ at all costs! Since the gods are going to harvest the souls of these poor people, let Lin Qi do it.

At least their souls have reached Lin Qi's hands, and they can launch a fatal counterattack against the gods in another form.

The black bone dragon flew far, and the green eyes slowly dissipated. Yaziqi and the alien gods hiding in the sky cursed in anger at the same time. They cursed wildly at the undead clan's cruelty, and then became angry at the same time. The bulging disappeared without a trace.

Lin Qi stood up, looked around for a while, then sneered.

"Dragon City, you don't need to consider the life and death of those temple knights, as long as we save the lives of our own soldiers!" Lin Qi sneered: "The East is the Temple of Heaven, the South is the Undead, the West is the Church, and the North is Look at the Temple of Odin, this look, this is not a war, this is a feast! This is a feast of using believers' bones as firewood, their flesh and blood as materials, and their souls as fine wines! "

"No matter how many people there are here, they will eventually die here! All we have to do is to prevent our people from dying too much!"

The corners of Lin Qi's eyes twitched a few times, and then he sighed heavily—this group of dog-mother-god gods!

Turning his head and looking to the southwest, Lin Qi sneered. The movement on the Black Spirit Continent is about to begin, right? Lin Qi can't wait to find some unlucky ones to start! So, who should start the knife? (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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