Roulette World

Soldiers from several regiments were gathered around the holy father. He was wearing a large robe, sitting under the tower of the power of the gods, and looked at his subordinates benevolently.

These were the hopes that were once, and still are.

It's just that the content of the hope is different.

In the past, they were the foundation of the Dawn Temple, the foundation for the continuation of a population, and the strong backing for his assurance of rule.

Now, it's him...

The movement of the Temple of Dawn aroused high tension among the posthumous people, especially the appearance of the Holy Father, which caused an uproar with fear.

No way, everyone has seen the power of God's punishment. The posthumous person paid the price of the previous generation of pond guards and the entire holy pond. Such almost devastating power did not kill this ninth-level powerhouse. After losing God's punishment, how to deal with him?

Many people got busy, and as orders were issued one after another, some resting troops entered a state of combat readiness and began to gather towards the city wall.

Xia Lei and the others immediately closed the gate of time and space to prevent the ninth-level powerhouse from forcibly breaking through to the earth.

On the other side, the Holy Maiden and Rong Zhi Nanjin stood far away. They were also attracted by the assembled horns, but when they came, they found that they were already isolated from the battle formation. The Holy Father had no intention of summoning them to go over. Not to mention explaining to them the purpose of calling the troops now.

"Children, a few days ago, we encountered failure." The Holy Father suddenly spoke, and his kind and kind voice spread to all directions.

There is some restlessness below, because I heard the Holy Father's self-education, and because of that failure.

Many soldiers in the Temple of Dawn still do not accept the fact that they were defeated. They think that it is just that they did not capture the king city.

The city wall that is the biggest obstacle is no longer a problem. Even if several gaps are now blocked by ruins, they still cannot pose a threat. The greatly reduced siege equipment weakens the fire suppression they face, and they can concentrate on charging. In terms of the number of soldiers, although it has gone through a painful downsizing, there are still some advantages in general, and the quality of individual soldiers is even higher than that of posthumous soldiers.

In this case, the previous battle can only be regarded as a temporary setback.

Now, the holy father has returned from injury, and it is time to regroup and attack the royal city!

Ordinary soldiers can't figure out the situation of the whole team in time, and their minds are relatively simple, and they still worship the Holy Father.

"But it doesn't matter, I am here, you are here, and victory is here."

The holy father stood up, which made those rumors that he lost half of his body self-defeating, which undoubtedly gave these fighters greater confidence.

"Holy Father! Myriad Venerables!"

Such a voice resounded outside the entire royal city.

The saint watched from a distance, the corners of her mouth curled up.

"Are you willing to follow me to attack the dilapidated city in front of you?!"

"willing!"

"Are you willing to follow me to avenge the dead Paoze?!"

"willing!"

"Are you willing to follow me to another world, to show the unchanging strength and loyalty of the people of Shuguang God?!"

"Willing! Willing! Willing!"

"Very good, children, I will grant your wish, we... will be together forever!"

After speaking, a hand was stretched out from under the robes of these holy fathers, and it patted on the tower of the power of the gods. As the center, it rushes in all directions from the metal platform connected to the ground.

If you look carefully, you will find that among these rays of light are thin red tubes.

Ordinary fighters can't detect these changes, but eighth-level masters can.

At this moment, both the saintess and the two giants, as well as the few remaining eighth-level powerhouses in the Dawn Temple, all looked extremely pale.

"Crazy, crazy, really crazy..."

Rong Zhi murmured, after his face turned pale, he was extremely sad.

He found that the holy and almost pure Lord of the Temple in his heart,

In the face of life, he fell.

And even the saint who had long despaired of this person who was also a teacher and a father was shocked beyond compare when she found out what the saint was going to do. She really wanted to use some extreme words to describe it, but there was something in her head. Blank.

Finally, some soldiers realized that something was wrong. They just thought that the Holy Father was going to absorb their energy, reactivate the power of the gods, and hit the posthumous king city.

But they felt some sharp things piercing into their bodies from the soles of their feet, and after that, not only their energy began to drain, but their vitality also disappeared rapidly.

This is not the phenomenon that the power of the gods should have.

Some soldiers began to struggle in panic, but found that their mouths could no longer make a sound, and they even gradually lost control of their bodies.

They looked at the holy father who was still giving a passionate speech just now. At this moment, the face that should have been smiling was still full of smiles, but that kind of smile was weird and gloomy.

Many people understood what was going on in an instant, and even soldiers who were not standing on the metal ground gradually realized a fact.

But this restlessness was immediately suppressed by many commanders. These people talked about the glorious deeds of the Holy Father before, about glory and glory, about sacrifice and dedication, and about loyalty and meaninglessness.

Speaking... the incarnation of God.

Many soldiers calmed down in this kind of rhetoric. Although they were still uneasy and uneasy, inexplicable and confused, they still chose to believe and compromise in the pious beliefs that had been born since birth.

But those fighters standing on the metal ground did not have such an opportunity. They were aging at a speed visible to the naked eye, and their eyes were full of horror, but they could not express it.

Some lower-level fighters were the first to be unable to resist. They lost their support and fell to the ground, turning into a lifeless mummy.

This situation continued to happen in the following period. In just ten minutes, more than 20,000 soldiers died like this.

With the tower of the power of the gods as the center, the corpses of the temple warriors were covered in a large area around it.

On the top of the city, Wang Zun, Xia Lei and the others saw that their bodies were dripping with cold sweat. The holy father had already become so insane, and he knew the purpose of doing this without even thinking about it.

recovery!

The Holy Father is absorbing the life force of his subordinates to heal himself!

Sure enough, under everyone's watchful eyes, the Holy Father slowly tore off the robe covering his body, revealing his bare upper body, which has almost returned to its original shape, except for the tips of his fingers, where there are countless blood vessels squirming.

It's just that the skin color of this half of the body is very different from that of the other side, one black and one white, very eye-catching, which makes the Holy Father look as weird as his smile.

"I recovered, then..."

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