Cthulhu Gonfalon

There is always a distance between reality and ideals.

For example, a young author resolutely resigned and joined the network, and the ideal is 30,000 words per day, with a monthly income of 200,000. But in fact, he may not even write 10,000 words a day. He did not earn 200,000 yuan a year. Instead, he sent himself to the hospital...

For example, Yan Xiong is quite confident in his painting technique. If he crosses the Tang and Song Dynasties, he may become a famous artist by virtue of his painting skills, leaving a legend that is enough to complement the story of "Drawing the finishing touch". But he has crossed the world, and he has become a big jellyfish...

On the battlefield back here, the gap between ideal and reality is that although Woods Igor is equipped with the eagle three artifacts, the legendary priest has used himself a set of gain spells, but this does not make up for him and promise. The strength gap between Lem.

Oh, how much has made up for it, at least he has been fighting with Nolem for nine rounds before he was flying by an axe.

"It's a waste!" Norm did not pursue it. As a heavy warrior, he was not good at the light cavalry, such as the pursuit of the north, so he only took a long time after flying an axe. The handle axe, standing there laughing, "Let's compare your Laozi, you simply insulted the eagle three artifacts!"

He is very qualified to say this. In the past years, he has played against Woods' father more than once, or when the Eagle III is in power, most of them are topped by him.

More than half of the scars on his body were cut by the sword of the eagle.

As the old opponent of His Majesty the King of the Eagles, as an old opponent of the Eagle's sword, his criticism is strong and powerful, so that Woods is speechless.

Well, I am vomiting blood, I can’t speak.

"Fast! Protect the King!"

"Retreat! Retreat! Retreat!"

The king was beaten and vomited blood. The guards suddenly panicked. They were in a mess. Someone rushed to Woods and tried to protect him with his body. Some people hurriedly adjusted their formations. Take your armpit to a safe place to rest.

Seeing the Golden Eagle Eagle flag swaying, it will turn back and retreat after a while.

By that time, it was a defeat.

Just then, a figure appeared outside the main plane, the closest to the battlefield.

It was a knight riding a skinny old horse, wearing a ragged armor, people and horses were listless, and the whole person looked so shabby.

But even if he looks like this, no one dares to look down on him. At least a dozen figures appear in the moment he appears, wanting to stop his way.

However, after all, they were one step late, and they could only watch the old and ruthless old horse riding the old horse that seemed to be ruined at any time and entered the main plane.

"How is it possible!" Bigpest screamed. "He is not a powerful power! How can I enter the main plane!"

As everyone knows, the goddess of life has left a wonderful enchantment in the main plane. Any **** above the weak power will enter the main plane and will be killed by the thunder of the gods descending from the sky, without exception.

This standard is not only effective for gods, but also for all kinds of powerful creatures and even inanimate objects.

If you want to step into the main plane, either set a seal and suppress your own power to this standard; or temporarily create a small world to cover yourself and avoid real contact with the main plane.

Otherwise, just wait for the thunder and soul to fly!

However, the **** of the knight broke through this restriction, and it is clearly a powerful divine power that he stepped into the main plane and was not killed by the thunder of the goddess of life!

How can this be? !

There was a sigh of relief inside the Pantheon. I don’t know how many gods stood up and looked at the **** of the knight who was sitting on a chair and seemed to be mad at any time.

"The Lord of Order! This is a violation of order!" Lefeng finally couldn't keep the style, and jumped up and shouted.

The Lord of the Order, who rarely got up, stood up and looked back at the Knights of the Knights. Then he seemed to understand something and sighed softly.

"He did not violate the order." He said, "Now Astoril is already a weak power."

When the gods glanced, they realized that the seat of the Knight of the Knights had reached the back of the Pantheon, which meant that his godhead had fallen to the level of weak power.

But... how is this possible? !

A once-powerful divine power, once the single-handedly hit the whole orc gods, the brilliant powerhouse, how can it fall to this point?

Lefeng stunned for a while before finally returning to God, shouting: "You are deliberate! You deliberately stripped off your priesthood, let your gods fall, so as to avoid restrictions and step into the main plane!" ”

The **** of the knight did not answer, but sat there silently.

Outside the main plane, the orc gods looked at each other and did not know what to do for a while.

When the **** of the knights step into the world, they must go straight to the battlefield. Even if it is only a weak power, but his followers are now on the battlefield, a **** and his followers fighting side by side, what a terrible power!

In theory, the orc gods can of course also divest the priesthood, let their godhead fall to the level of weak divine power, and then rush to deal with the **** of the knight. However, it is not said whether it is possible to do such a thing between urgency. It is extremely painful for the gods to strip the priesthood. After three or five days of rest, it is considered to be a strong and strong will. After escaping the priesthood, he will rush to the **** of the knight. Big fight? It’s not like looking for death!

They are pondering over here, and the **** of the knight has been moving forward. He has many believers on the battlefield there. With the connection of faith, only a moment has brought people across the sky and arrived at the center of the battlefield.

It is also a coincidence that He appeared on the battlefield of the Spencer and Crick. And when it appeared, along with the strong winds of the powerful pressure, the beasts who were about to break the position were all blown out.

After landing, he turned his head and saw that there was blood in this position. The loyal and brave warriors of the Knights of the Church were lying on the ground. Most of the people were dying, and only a few of them could barely stand up.

As soon as he waved his sword, the warmth of the light fell. Not only those who could stand still recovered their health and strength, but even those who were injured recovered instantly. Even the knights who had just died were resurrected, one by one. Looking around, I don't know what happened.

However, the connection between the gods and the believers immediately made them understand what happened.

The gods they believe in, the destination of their souls, the great knights who worshipped and sang songs from childhood, personally came to the dust!

Spencer’s tears filled her, and even the sword was thrown away. He hugged Crick and shouted: “It’s Your Majesty! Your Majesty came! He personally came to help us!”

"Loose... let go... I... I want to be strangled by you......"

When the Spencer returned to God and quickly let go, Crick had been stunned and pale, and there was no air intake, and he almost broke his breath.

He is also miserable. In the repeated battles, there was no life, but almost when the dawn came, he was strangled by a friend who was overpowered by the big joy.

"I know today that the air is so beautiful, it is so happy to breathe..."

Slightly skipping the creek sitting on the ground and gasping, the gaze of the Knights glanced at the believers, smiled slightly, and pulled out the sword.

His sword is unpretentious and has no decoration. It is like the second-rate blacksmith in the ordinary towns who have created the same number of items for the first-time rookie.

He raised his sword to the sky, and the infinite white light fell from the sky, and fell on the believers of every knight of the battlefield. He gave the living a treatment, gave the dead a life, and gave them endless courage to let them Understand that the gods they believe in come, and fight with them.

For a time, the believers of the Knights of the Knights cheered in unison, cheering together, and suppressing the killing on the battlefield.

The next moment, the Knight of the Knights waved the sword and pointed to the orc's position.

The believers of all the knights of the knight cheered and roared together, and they still clenched their weapons alive, and the newly resurrected hand picked up a weapon and launched an assault toward the orc's position.

Almost all the people who believe in the knights and have certain strengths are gathered here. They were only considered to be the abandoners of death, but now they are the protagonists of this war!

"Go ahead! Go ahead!"

"Assault! Offense! Victory!"

"Get rid of those orcs!"

"Fighting for the glory of your majesty!"

"I have no regrets in my life!"

There are many knights who sing the praises of the Knights of the Knights in unison. It is a tribute to the first gods of mankind and the old knights who guard humanity.

For a long time, the knights sang such praise songs, fought **** battles in battles that were difficult and hard, and fell down one by one. Even if they have no regrets, they have no regrets.

But today, the gods they sing are coming! Come and fight side by side with them!

The songs are connected in one piece, and the battle is clouded.

Under the banner of the orc emperor, Emperor Youni was deeply frowned, holding his fist tightly, not knowing what to do.

"How could this be?!" He whispered like a tiger in a cage, but he was helpless, but he couldn't help it. "What should I do!"

Beyond the main plane, the orc gods are desperately trying to find a way.

They must hurry up, because if they don't hurry, the war will be lost.

"Right! We also have weak power!" Lefeng suddenly blinked his eyes and turned his eyes to a few gods who had been lacking in existence in the orc gods.

The few gods suddenly panicked and hurriedly begged for mercy.

Although they are free to enter and exit the main plane, but their ability to deal with the **** of the knight?

Ha ha.

Lefeng also reacted immediately, and understood that the idea was not reliable, and he sighed deeply.

"Lower the incarnation." He said helplessly. "The old man seems to be dying. We are so many people, young and strong, even if they take the incarnation and fight with him, the consumption consumes him!"

This is really no way, the incarnation of the gods can also fight, but the gap between the body and the body is very large. Perhaps when faced with a rookie-like **** such as Kazuo, the difference between the incarnation and the real body is not big, but in the face of the **** of the knight, the old rivers and lakes that are older than 90% of the gods, It is simply to send death to the incarnation and take your precious power to consume the strength of this old man.

This exchange, loss to vomiting blood!

Seeing that even the Lord God must send an incarnation to fight, and that few weak powers can not sit still, have to ask. However, since Lefeng has decided to devour a big loss to consume the **** of the knight, how can he risk the fallen subordinates to let them fight?

So with the flash of light, the incarnations of the orcs' gods appeared in the world and rushed toward the battlefield.

This war was originally a war between the orcs and human beings, and finally evolved into a war of the gods.

A god, facing a god.

Just like a long time ago, humans were just born soon.