The Eternals Who Travel the Worlds

Chapter 1103 Join in the fun

"what happened?"

"not good!"

"Run! The king's army is coming!"

Before the pope of the small sect died, the panicked roars of the followers of the evil god could be heard outside the village.

There is no other way. When the followers of the evil god face unarmed civilians, they can get whatever they want by relying on the supernatural power of magic.

However, in front of the mithril heavy infantry of the King's Army, their half-baked sorcery could not produce the desired effect at all.

Besides, there are not that many true fanatics.

Even if the vast majority of evil god believers believe in and worship various evil gods, compared with their own lives, the evil gods still have to wait a little longer.

This also led to the fact that although there were hundreds of followers of the evil god in the entire village, after discovering traces of the king's army, their first reaction was to run away quickly.

In the blink of an eye, all the followers of the evil god present were running away like headless flies.

Seeing this scene, the face of the pope who had an arrow in his chest instantly turned livid.

He pulled out the arrow from his chest, took out some foul-smelling powder from somewhere, and sprinkled it on the wound to stop the bleeding.

Then he shouted loudly: "Look at your ridiculous appearance, how can you be qualified to be a servant of the great god?"

"You are all devout children. The gods are watching you. Don't be afraid of these stupid tin cans. With the protection of the gods, we will surely win!"

The Pope is still trying to stabilize military morale.

Mainly, he also saw the king's army that appeared at the beginning of the village. Judging from the number, they only numbered in the dozens.

Even if the magic has no effect, just relying on the number of people can still kill dozens of people.

It is a pity that this pope does not have any leadership qualities.

Few of the evil god believers present listened to his words.

After shouting at the top of his lungs for a long time, only seven or eight believers in black robes gathered around him.

With this small number of people, it is obvious that they cannot be the opponent of the king's army.

Moreover, the best time to escape was wasted. Soldiers wearing bright silver armor had already surrounded them. These evil god believers had no chance even if they wanted to run away now.

The leading general had already seen the tragic situation of the village and was already filled with anger.

He drew out the straight sword he wore on his waist and rushed towards the Pope and the believers without saying a word.

Lu Yan didn't have much emotion. He just stood behind the team and watched quietly as the king's army wiped out the recalcitrant believers.

Ariana, who had been guarded by two soldiers, curled her lips, seeming to be very disdainful of this small sect.

It is worth mentioning that even though they are collectively called believers of the evil god, sects are not monolithic among sects.

On the contrary, due to the different evil gods they believe in, in order to compete for believers, these sects, regardless of their size, are basically hostile to each other.

Therefore, Ariana would not feel any sadness at all when she saw these unlucky followers of the evil god being killed by the sword.

Seeing such a one-sided battle, Ariana withdrew her gaze and continued to glare at Lu Yan fiercely.

She still didn't understand why Lu Yan, the evil god she summoned, not only didn't help these believers, but also joined the king's army.

Ariana became angrier as she thought about it.

Ariana was no longer satisfied with just staring like this. She took advantage of the two soldiers not paying attention and began to curse Lu Yan fiercely.

"What kind of god are you like this! You are betraying! You are betraying your believers!"

Lu Yan turned around to look at the girl who believed in the evil god with great interest, without opening his mouth to argue.

He knew very well that in the Cthulhu Mythos, whether it was an alien god or an old ruler, they actually didn't care whether they had followers or not.

It was really hard for him to understand what kind of magical brain circuits these guys who believed in evil gods had.

…

In a short period of time, the battle was coming to an end.

Due to the numerical disadvantage, it is inevitable that some evil god believers will escape from the village.

However, under the order to kill on the spot, the king's army also killed many followers of the evil god.

"You damn tin cans! The great gods will definitely avenge us!"

The Pope's right hand had been severed in the battle. He covered his bloody broken arm and roared angrily.

The two remaining believers stood together with the Pope and were surrounded by soldiers. They were at the end of their rope.

The leading general held a straight sword and walked towards the Pope with steaming heat.

"Damn you inhumane guys."

The sound passed through the thick visor, causing some jarring sounds, but a strong murderous intention could also be heard from it.

"You don't understand the greatness of God at all."

As if he had a premonition of his own death, the Pope went completely crazy.

He tore off the black robe he was wearing, used the short knife in his hand, and used his chest as a canvas to carve strange patterns.

The Pope continued to carve as if he felt no pain, while roaring hysterically.

"You asked for this. The great gods will eventually come to the world and bring the end to you foolish guys!"

Seeing this, the leading general laughed angrily.

Ever since the Archon officially decided to wipe out the evil god sect, the leading generals have long been accustomed to the evil god's followers cursing and summoning them before their death.

At first he felt uneasy, but so far he has not seen any evil gods coming, which made this general feel disdainful and at the same time feel pity for these fanatical believers.

Soon, without any need for him to take action, the pope bled to death.

Sure enough, nothing changed.

"Maybe evil gods really exist, but they don't care about you believers."

The Pope died in front of them, and the two remaining believers suddenly woke up a little and quickly dropped their weapons to express surrender.

The general waved his hand, signaling to his men to arrest these evil god believers, and then walked towards the rows of iron cages, intending to release the imprisoned villagers.

Suddenly, Lu Yan's eyes flashed with a smile, and he looked at the Pope's corpse.

The evil gods or the Old Ones really don't care if anyone believes in them, let alone their believers.

but,

It's hard to guarantee that there won't be a bored guy like Gherroth, who, when he feels the call, will come all the way over to kill some time...

Just like now.

Buzz!

The Pope's blood soaked into the earth, lighting up a strange blood-red pattern, and the chaotic aura surged out like a tide...

(End of chapter)