So the battle fell into a repeated cycle again: the lumberjacks - the bald and a few elites - the lumberjacks, revolved around like a meat grinder, eliminating the skeletons that rushed upwards one after another.

However, losing the defense of the wooden fence is entirely dependent on human power to resist the continuous army of skeletons, which is not a proper choice after all.

As the battle continued, lumberjacks began to be injured. Due to the influence of their injuries, their physical strength dropped rapidly. Fewer loggers could continue to fight, and the bald rested time became shorter and shorter. Later, he had to fight on the front line and rely on his own personal courage to maintain the front line without collapsing.

This bald man was indeed a tough guy. As the battle continued, the wounds on his body continued to increase, gradually becoming bloody. But he gritted his teeth, not only did not retreat, but even showed his expression of weakness, and tried his best to fight hard.

But courage alone is not enough. Judging from the increasing wounds on his body and his slower movements, you will know that he can't hold on for long.

Seeing that the bald head was about to be unable to hold on, Sui Xiong nodded secretly and jumped out of the depths of the woods.

Perhaps there are other means in this village, but Sui Xiong could not watch a hero fight bloody battles to protect others, but he stood by himself.

The huge body blew up a strong wind, and huge tentacles waved, breaking the big tree and overturning the ground, making terrifying marks on the ground like a tornado passing through, pushing Sui Xiong forward quickly. After a while, he crossed nearly ten miles and rushed to the open space in front of the village.

"Demacia!"

The giant jellyfish yelled at the game lines in language that no one in the world could understand, swung tentacles, and smashed them hard at the skeletons that were gathered into a group of rushing towards the village gate.

boom!

At least hundreds of skeletons were shattered by this blow, and even the ground was smashed into deep depressions. The giant beast's majestic monster's powerful power was fully demonstrated in this blow.

For this group of guys with only bones, the giant jellyfish is really unreasonable.

"You guys, you guys, you guys, have seen it! I'm a strong, super strong, and irresistible absolutely powerful guy!"

Sui Xiong laughed loudly, waved his tentacles and beat them, which made the skeletons defeated. Although he actually only exerted a small part of his strength, this level of strength was enough to sweep the thousands of troops.

The villagers who were originally in a tough battle were stunned. They never expected that things would turn to this point.

A Garen jumped out of the grass. The game veterans have experience, but a big dragon fell from the sky. Who would have thought of such nonsense?

Fortunately, Sui Xiong transformed this body quite gently. Apart from being big, there was nothing particularly hideous and ferocious. The thick skin, simple color, and there were no patterns or deformities on his body. He was just a big thick-skinned tentacle monster. In comparison, those skeletons were actually more terrifying.

This is like an elephant and a moustache. Although the elephant is much bigger than a moustache and can also kill a moustache in seconds, in terms of appearance, the elephant is much more amiable than a moustache.

Especially when this elephant is still protecting you from being hurt by a moustache.

Seeing Sui Xiong sweeping across the thousands of troops, waving tentacles from all directions, beating the ground and flying in a row, many villagers cheered.

However, behind the crowd, the stone house where Sui Xiong's soul could not penetrate deep, his old eyes not only had no joy at all, but were shocked and angry.

"It's so damn! Where did a legendary creature come from!" The main priest of the Night Watcher Hall in Baiye Village stared at the giant beast that was killing all directions in the skeleton group, so angry that his beard was trembling.

He spent a lot of time and energy, spent a lot of resources, and arranged several backup plans to take advantage of this year's siege of the Skeleton Army on Ashes Night this year to greatly improve the level of faith in his gods in the village, develop more crazy believers, and then kill the bald man who always encourages the villagers to be self-reliant and has a great hindrance to his missionary work.

Everything was going smoothly, but as long as you go as you follow the steps, the bald man was about to finish. At that time, he would activate his trump card and make a brilliant debut as a savior. The villagers would definitely bow down and bow down. Oh, no, they had already bowed down and bowed down, but they were not sincere enough. They should be sincere and dedicated to His Majesty, just like themselves, so that the great His Majesty can gain more faith and practice their own life value. After the end of his short life, he would go to His Majesty's Kingdom with his head held high and his chest...

He prepared everything well, followed the steps and mastered it all.

But, this damn monster ruined everything!

Damn it! This huge body and powerful power should be a fierce legendary monster no matter how you look at it. It should be a monster that makes people feel bad and makes people terrified and trembled, but how could it protect humans!

The main priest who covered his black robe was already very old. When he was young, he was an adventurer who traveled around the mainland, spreading the power of the gods he believed in while accumulating wealth and enhancing his power. He had also seen those huge monsters, which had desperate power, used their power to act recklessly, arrogant and domineering.

But now, he saw a monster outside of his imagination.

Powerful, but not vicious, but friendly.

More than once he saw the monster deliberately avoiding hurting the villagers during the battle, and sometimes he would rather suffer some losses and be attacked by a skeleton a few times, and he would try to protect the villagers.

There is no doubt that this is a monster in the camp of kindness. Perhaps it is not a human thing, but comes from some world full of glory, tranquility and warmth.

A celestial creature? Are you a celestial jellyfish? I haven't heard of it...

A little bit of doubt is more anger. For the old priest who has experienced many ups and downs and failures, the plan is actually not a big deal. When it is about to succeed, failure can be tolerated, and more disappointment is disappointment in the future.

Since the big guy is so friendly to humans, he is likely to stay in this area and become a role similar to a guardian god. With its protection, the nearby villages will definitely no longer need to rely on divine power to overcome the crisis. This may not be a big problem for those good god churches who are good at healing, but for their evil god churches that rely on fear and threats, it is simply a disaster!

Not to mention that good and evil have been mortal enemies since ancient times. This kind monster even beats and kills the relatively less evil spirit. Will he show mercy when facing his evil god, the evil god who is so bad that his heart and lungs are completely black?

I'm afraid it will wipe out the skeleton army and will smash His Majesty's holy residence at dawn...

The old priest's chest was undulating like a blacksmith's bellows, and his anger was burning like a fire that filled the wind, making him almost crazy.

Absolutely untolerated!

Fear and anger made him walk around impatiently, and also made the girls around him who served as auxiliary sacrifices frightened. Fortunately, he quickly woke up and returned to his calmness.

Anger cannot solve the problem, but will bring more problems. He needs to calm down now, and things are not yet at full despair.

At this time, the power of mortals is useless, and they can only pray to the great gods and pray for God's wisdom.

"Loyal night watchman, sleepless guarding the holy gate, your servant prays here that his servant's small wisdom is no longer enough to deal with the situation in front of him. I pray that you will guide you with great wisdom and tell your servant how to do it!"

At first his prayers were not answered, but not long after, the small shrine shone with a strange light. The light was pure black, but it was inexplicably dazzling, and it was even more warm and icy, which was very strange.

Along with this strange light, there was an inexplicable will. This will came into contact with the old priest and disappeared immediately, and together with the strange light, it seemed to have never appeared.

"Strange! Is it my illusion?" When the light appeared, Sui Xiong felt that the aura that made him hate suddenly increased. He subconsciously looked at the stone house, but he didn't see any special situation. When he planned to look carefully, the aura had disappeared, and everything was normal, making him wonder whether he had an illusion just now.

However, this idea was just fleeting. It was not easy to deal with the skeleton army while properly protecting the villagers. He suppressed most of his power at this moment, and it was even more difficult and there was no room for distraction.

Anyway, the future is long, so there is time to communicate slowly, so he is not in a hurry.

But he was not in a hurry, but his enemies were very anxious.

In the stone house, in front of the shrine, the old priest who closed his eyes and prayed opened his eyes, no longer had any worries or anxiety in his eyes, but instead showed ecstasy.

"Great! The moment to go to the kingdom of God has finally arrived! The most glorious moment in my life has finally arrived!"

He laughed, opened the box where he collected treasures and took out a wooden stick.

There are many stains on the black wooden stick. When you look closely, you will see the traces left by the drying of blood. The bloody smell in the air proves this. A section of the wooden stick is extremely sharp and there are two blood troughs. Once it pierces into the body of the prey, blood will gush out along the blood trough, soaking the special patterns on the wooden stick. Those "patterned patterns" can convert blood into magic, quickly build a miniature sacrifice array, and turn the victim into sacrifices offered to the evil gods.

Many years ago, when the old priest was a young priest, he spent a huge price to ask an equally evil magician to make and this wooden stick, which he named it "Sacrifice" and used it to complete many sacrifices, and used them to please the gods more than once.

The reason why he was able to become a priest who could preside over a holy residence with his ordinary qualifications was that this wooden stick was of great significance.

And today, he is going to use this wooden stick again.
Chapter completed!