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The cities of Kebomanlang fell one after another. Wherever this evil god passed, all the creatures either turned into flesh and blood and were eaten by him, or turned into mummies.

The evil god's route has always been towards the royal city of Kebo Manlang.

But humans also react very quickly.

The urban population along the path of the evil god was quickly cleared. Of course, there are still some old people in every city who are not afraid of death, or who are waiting for death and are unwilling to leave. These are only a minority.

There are fewer and fewer people eating at Mian Xie Shen, and his expression is getting more and more irritable.

Subsequently, the army of Kebo Manlang arrived, and at the same time, the temporary legion of the mercenary union also blocked the evil god.

If evil gods eat ordinary humans, it's as simple as sucking tofu, then when they meet regular soldiers, they feel like they're eating hard cornbread. They can eat it easily, chew it hard, and it's very hard to bite. .

The mercenaries with some strength are like the kind of gluten that has been cooked and dried in the sun, hard and tough, and very uncomfortable to bite. Most importantly, these two ‘foods’ rebel.

Although the sarcoma tubes 'growing' on his body can also absorb some regular soldiers and weak mercenaries, which is quite a supplement, the problem is that more sarcoma tubes have been cut off, so the gain is almost not worth the loss.

And as more and more mercenaries gathered, the evil god became more and more at a disadvantage.

Just when the mercenaries thought they were about to win, thousands of men in black robes appeared. Half of them took the initiative to sacrifice their flesh and blood to the evil god, while the other half launched a suicidal attack on the mercenaries.

The exploding flesh and blood is strangely corrosive, and most importantly, those who are contaminated by the flesh and blood will be cursed. Black lines will appear on their bodies, and they will lose their combat effectiveness. Mercenaries with stronger strength and stronger vitality can attack them with force. Carry it down and survive the two to three days of the curse.

Those who are not strong will directly become mummies.

With new, extremely high-quality flesh and blood, the evil god became stronger again. With the help of those black-robed believers who were not afraid of death, the evil god fought all the way to King Kebermanlang.

Although the royal family and most of the citizens of the royal city had already evacuated, the fact that a national symbol fell into the control of the evil god still caused a huge sensation in the entire human world.

Afterwards, many neighboring countries sent troops to Kebo Manlang's country to help encircle and suppress the evil god, but the effect was not great.

There are more and more black-robed believers around the evil god, who appear out of nowhere, and their control area spreads from the royal city to other surrounding cities.

The human coalition forces are retreating steadily. Even with the full support of the mercenary union, they are still unable to compete with the evil god's army.

Only the eastern front barely blocked the attack of the evil god's black-robed followers. On the eastern front is a small joint army composed of the Wojin Cult, the Water God Cult and the mercenary union.

Although the number of people is not large, the divine magic of the Water God Cult has an additional killing effect on the followers of the evil god.

Moreover, the ability of water god priests to lift curses is quite good.

In addition, this team was armed to the teeth by the Wojin Cult. The mercenaries and the violent priests of the Water God Cult almost all wear lightly enchanted equipment, and all they hold are lightly enchanted weapons.

With this kind of expenditure, an army of 100,000 people can be organized. But with magic equipment, only about 8,000 people were armed.

Although this human coalition is not the real strength of the human world, there are nearly a million soldiers participating in the war, and dozens of lords personally lead troops on the battlefield.

But the evil god still couldn't be stopped.

In the past three months, at least 300,000 soldiers have died in battle, and millions of people have died or gone missing.

It sounds like a lot, but in reality, it's far worse than the last five-color dragon disaster.

Although the entire human world is surprised now, it still holds an optimistic attitude.

But Beta doesn't see it that way.

"The five-color dragons are foreigners. No matter how powerful they are, they will never recruit humans to fight as their subordinates." Beta sat in the study and said to Shirley: "The most important thing is that this evil god can transform a large number of evil believers. We Humanity is not afraid of invasion by alien races, it will only unite us, but what we fear most is internal strife.”

Shirley was a little confused: "That's the evil god, it shouldn't be considered an internal fight."

"The evil god is also the product of our negative emotions as humans." Beta expressed his point of view: "He can become believers in us humans, and he should also have the ability to turn ordinary humans into believers in the evil god. In essence, it is the internal struggle of us humans. ”

Shirley nodded: "That's true."

"What happened to the small coalition force we sent out?" Beta asked.

"The offensive on the eastern front has been stabilized for the time being, but we also suffered some minor casualties." Shirley said: "Most of the dead were mercenaries. We and the priests of the Water God Sect suffered less casualties."

This is normal, most priests are assisting in the rear. Moreover, mercenaries have a smaller concept of life and death than ordinary people, so their casualties on the front line will naturally be greater.

"Remember to count the names of the dead mercenaries and priests, and pay out the promised pension after the war." Beta thought for a while and said: "If the evil god's offensive is too fierce and a large number of casualties begin to occur, remember to send the soldiers to Take it down."

Shirley nodded, taking note of Beta's words, and then she suddenly said: "You don't seem very happy?"

"I should have been fighting on the front line personally." Beta said helplessly: "I am a legend no matter what, and I am confident in war command and have enough ability. But you don't allow it."

Shirley frowned and said, "Look at the Pope who goes to the front line himself, and if he does, it's the Saint. When will it be the Pope's turn to lead the army? If something happens to you, our Temple of Wealth will collapse immediately, do you believe it?"

That's what it's like to be in a high position. In the game, because of the Golden Son's immortality, there is no problem for him to enter the battlefield.

But now that he no longer has immortality, and most importantly, he is the Pope, his power is now much greater and more important than it was in the game back then.

If a country loses a lord, it will be difficult to change, and the current foundation of the Temple of Wealth is not stable. If Beta, the Pope, falls, then the Wealth God Sect, which has just begun to improve, will most likely be in civil strife and then be swallowed up by other sects.

Therefore, at the very strong request of several women, Beta had no choice but to sit in Waking City.

"I just don't understand why you don't worry about my safety when I go out for a walk." Beta asked with some confusion.

"Nonsense, can a small fight be compared to the battlefield?"

On the battlefield, anything is possible. Even legends are not safe on the battlefield. There have been many legends who died on the battlefield since ancient times.

Next, the miserable situation in Kebo Manlang Country continued, and it was unknown what method the evil god used to continuously turn ordinary people into violent followers of the evil god.

Almost everyone thinks that it is most likely a very powerful mind control magic.

But Beta doesn't think so.

No matter how powerful the mind control is, it cannot control so many people. One or two human souls are very fragile, but if there are more of them and they come together, they will become very powerful.

Even the gods are derivatives of the emotions produced by the fluctuations of the human soul. If gods are really that powerful, they can control tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of people to believe in them, so why bother to propagate doctrines.

Even the God of Souls is powerful enough to control the minds of thousands of believers at one time.

But now, there are hundreds of thousands of black-robed believers appearing.

Therefore, Beta felt that it was not a spirit or soul type of magic, but maybe a puppet technique, a biological puppet.

There are many small bugs in nature that can control the behavior of their hosts. If this evil god has similar abilities, then it would make sense.

If this is the method, then essentially, these black-robed believers should be dead.

Beta thought for a while and said: "Let the priests on the front line find a way to safely send a few living evil god believers over. I want to confirm whether my idea is correct."

"I understand." Shirley's expression suddenly became cautious.

Beta understood what she was thinking and said: "Don't worry, I won't do any human experiments. I just want to see if those puppets have mental problems or physical problems."

"That's good." Shirley smiled.

Human experimentation is the signature method of the Death Mage. Shirley was a little worried that Beta would study this aspect and then fall to the dark world.

"By the way, the elves sent a message saying that they are ready and waiting for you to visit."

Beta thought for a while: "Then I'll just teleport there. Last time I went to the Elf Forest with Kyle to rescue Alice, there were magic coordinates there."

Shirley asked: "Who are you going to take there? Angel or Emma?"

"Angel." Beta thought for a while and said, "She is better at political social etiquette, and Emma is still a member of the Storm God Cult. I represent the Wealth God Cult, so it is not appropriate to bring her along."

"Then I'll talk to Angel first and let her get ready first."

Shirley left the study.

After a while, Angel rushed in, hugged Beta and gave her a deep kiss. The gentle woman was in full bloom. Then she sat on Beta's lap and said happily: "This is the first time you are willing to let me appear on a formal occasion."

Beta was a little stunned.

"I'm going to prepare clothes and jewelry." After speaking, Angel left like a whirlwind.

Beta sat on the chair, a little dazed.

He suddenly discovered that although he had given several women a safe and prosperous life, he had never truly understood their inner needs.

Just bringing Angel with her to a formal occasion made her so happy.

However, he only thought about it for a while and put the matter aside again.

Things have priorities, and now he has a lot of weight on his shoulders, and he doesn't have much time to think about such troublesome issues as what a woman is thinking.