Go Crazy! You Call This A Pastor?

"The cage of blood!" A powerful force appeared, and everyone's bodies gathered towards the center uncontrollably.

"Do it, output!" Welsh who was walking shouted, he was also involved in the attack this time, but his blood bar had dropped by half when he spoke.

Rays of light suddenly appeared and landed on Yidao's body. Most of the attacks were avoided by Chu Nan, but some attacks still landed on him.

Blood volume - 6 million.

Blood volume - 1 million.

In an instant, his blood volume had dropped by more than half.

"Great, kill him, kill him!" shouted Welsh, who was walking.

A smile appeared on the corner of Chu Nan's mouth: "Blood Spear!"

"boom!"

A bright red spear slammed into the cage, and in an instant, large blood-red characters appeared in the sky.

Blood volume - 50 million.

Blood volume - 50 million.

Blood volume - 50 million.

The venue was immediately emptied, and Welsh, who was walking, never thought that a knife would not target him at all, but the aftermath of the war killed him.

After looking at the knife, the blood volume that fell just now was instantly filled up. This was a moment of despair.

Players in Britain began to ask for help from the United States, but they didn't pay any attention to it.

"Attack, attack! Take Chaoge City while they hold the knife." The players in the country of America shouted.

"Damn, are you allies looking at us to die?" The players in Britain began to condemn the players in the United States.

"What nonsense, I said it before, you deal with one knife and we attack the city, now you can't handle it anymore and want us to help?"

"Dream!" The players from the United States responded, rushing towards the city quickly.

The players in the United States are a little lucky at this time. Fortunately, they are not the ones who attract the sword. As long as Chaoge City is knocked down, no matter how powerful the sword is, there is no way.

"Come on!" At this time, the players in the United States are already boiling, there is no way, the knife is about to cut on the main artery, and it is hard to say whether the players in Britain can hold on if they don't hurry up.

"Hold on, you can't embarrass the God of Swords, he's singled out a country, can't we hold on?" The players in Chaoge City yelled out who they didn't know.

Then countless players rushed to the top of the city and the two sides started a tug-of-war, with thunderbolts bursting continuously, and there were countless unnamed large-scale attack magics around.

The storm and flames continued to bombard.

Everywhere.

Blood volume - 1 million.

Blood volume - 6 million.

Blood volume - 20 million.

At the same time, the priests at the back also exerted their strength. They chanted incantations, and the magic circle composed of six-pointed stars began to emit soft light under their feet.

Green rays of light descended from the sky on the soldiers in front and immediately helped them recover a lot of health.

"Hold on! Hold on! Create opportunities for players in the United States, this is to show the dedication of the knights!" The walking Welsh has been revived in the main city of Britain, and he is shouting on the public channel at this time.

"Damn it, I don't believe that you can really face the attacks of two major countries alone." Walking Welsh said with a livid face.

If this war fails, what will the people above deal with him, but no matter how you think about it

"Very good, very good! Players from the United States, just like this, attack directly, don't care about other people, as long as you win the city, you will win!" The scene of the walking Welsh has been completely cut to the United States.

"Hold, hold, there are only two attacks in one knife, as long as you hold it, you will be safe!"

Hearing this, Chu Nan smiled again: "Everyone, you seem to have forgotten something!"

"Crowstorm!"

"Blood infection!"

"The Horn of the Demon Realm!" When the range skills were used together, two-thirds of the entire battlefield was immediately enveloped, and a large black crow circled and rotated continuously in the sky.

Blood volume - 1 million.

Blood volume - 1.2 million.

Blood volume - 1 million.

The HP speed of the opposing priest is not bad, but after all, there are not so many priests.

Under normal circumstances, a priest can guarantee the blood volume of dozens of people at the same time, but under the attack of a perverted knife, the blood volume seems to be 947 insufficient.

"Help me, save me!"

"The blood volume has bottomed out, add blood, pastor, pastor!"

"What are you doing, charge into the battle without you, you can't even increase blood!" The soldiers in front shouted anxiously.

The priests behind were also exhausted, even brushing large-scale dungeons had never been so exhausting, and their healing skills had hardly stopped. Not only that, but the people next to them kept calling for them to increase blood.

As long as one is not careful, a player will die, and then frantically spray them with insufficient blood.

"Play as a priest and see for yourself, how long can you see how long it can last for such a large range of attack?"

"Let us increase blood, why don't you improve your armor and magic resistance!"

"Don't look at others, it's you, a shield warrior, what's the use of your attack equipment? You hurt that? I've been telling me to add blood and blood!" A male priest cursed angrily.

But he didn't expect that his actions would arouse the emotion of the pastor next to him. .