Chapter 118
Sui Xiong doesn’t like fighting, really, this must be emphasized in this point; getting married with love is limited to 100 days for the president and wife!
If he can, he actually prefers to live a peaceful life, bask in the sun, tell jokes, and accompany the believers to do whatever they want. Just like a person who has no worries about food and clothing and has no ideals and pursuits. The days will pass by, and the life will pass by, and the life will pass by... Oh, his "life" may be longer, but it doesn't matter, just do it.
Although he is a time traveler and has wonderful and powerful abilities, he has never thought of fighting against the sky and the earth, he has never thought of punching Nanshan and kicking Beihai, and he has never thought of being invincible in the world. Even if it weren't for his believers and friends who had the needs, he wouldn't even bother to build a church, let alone a holy land.
To be honest, he is actually a person who is not suitable to be the "protagonist" because he lacks the idea of "change" and goes to the extreme with the situation.
...Who said he is not a hero with great ambitions, but a small citizen who always keeps his eyes on his own acre of three-point land.
However, if he doesn't cause trouble, he will cause trouble.
For example, this time, it can be said that "sitting behind closed doors and disaster comes from heaven." First, the psychopathic foolish bird of the Shadow Demon King attacked, destroying the temporary villages of his followers and killing a large number of believers. Even Satan, one of the core personnel who followed him at the beginning, worked hard and made great contributions during the construction of the church, was killed.
After he finally broke the crazy maniac, he had not had time to chase the shadow world and snatch the souls of Satan and other believers back, the goddess of the ocean was nervous again and wanted to capture him to the Kingdom of God, but she didn't know whether to kill or cut him.
He is rude! This crazy woman thinks she is the Queen Mother of Cities! Even if she is willing to be the god-watching Lord, Xiong is not interested in pretending to be a little Anzi and Li Zi!
He shouted angrily. The huge jellyfish's fist faced the huge water element's fist, with infinite power facing the infinite power.
The seabed was in bad luck. The violent torrent swept away almost everything that could be swept away. The mud and sand at the seabed were swept around, turning a large area of sea surface into a black and yellow turbid current. In the turbid current, four huge figures faced each other, full of murderous aura.
"Brother Heimsara, we're going to fight side by side this time!"
"I, kill Timsar, and then, support you."
"good!"
On the other hand, the goddess of the Ocean had some tactical considerations. He ordered Timsar to entangle Hemsar. When he killed the big jellyfish who was ignorant of life and death, he would help him kill Hemsar.
So the battle turned into two pairs of people fighting separately. Hem Sara fought to the death with Tim Sara, and Sui Xiong fought hard with the incarnation of the Ocean Goddess.
There was no fancy or temptation in this battle, and both sides directly tried their best. Four giants were entangled together, and the tide and the strong wind collided with the shadow and the undercurrent, while the huge jellyfish quarreled with the huge water element.
In the dark and turbid deep water, it is impossible to see the battle between the two sides clearly. Only the turbid sea surface was like boiling, black and yellow turbid currents were constantly spreading, and from time to time a violent roar erupted from the bottom of the sea, exploding the sea water into waves like a hill.
At the same time, the originally gloomy sky is now completely covered by dark clouds, and the black pressure is like night. The strong wind mixed with the tide swept across the sea and land. The swelling makes the grass and trees tremble, making people and animals stand unsteadily, and making all wise creatures feel uneasy.
The battle on the other side gradually reached *.
The swamp goddess possessed Sheen. With this body that had been used by him for countless actions and could fully exert his strength, He fought smoothly, and the poisonous fog and demons turned into divine power and emerged one after another, which was simply to fully exert his ability.
On the other hand, although the Goddess of Harvest has also reduced a lot of divine power due to their anger, the body of the Lord Joseph City is not very suitable for divine descending techniques. In a short period of time, the channel formed by devout faith can be continuously sent to the divine power, not only can they fight with the goddess of swamps, but they can even occupy some of the upper hand. When the concubine comes, the prince is very deceptive. In addition, He Li, who forcibly transformed the divine creature, and the survivors of various organizations, attacked with a fierce attack, not only did the goddess of swamps retreat step by step, but even his divine envoy, the huge slime monster, was killed.
But behind this brilliant record, the power that His church can use was overdrawn. After this wave of fierce attacks like a storm, He Li's soul gradually dispersed, and the body of Lord Joseph gradually collapsed. On the contrary, the Swamp Goddess, after the difficult time, somehow his strength increased a lot. As one of them grew, the other was gradually unable to withstand it.
The people in the fierce battle did not know that just now, in Sheen's residence, the church of the Swamp Goddess, which had already completely controlled this place, held a cruel blood sacrifice. Sheen's wife and two children all became sacrifices, and a group of carefully selected branches of the Riley family prepared in advance, blood flowed into a river, and cries and wails echoed in the house, just like hell.
As an evil god, the swamp goddess fully utilized her advantages in "sacrificial sacrifice". As for harming the heavens and harming the truth, for these evil gods, He is the heavens and He is the truth! Isn't it natural for believers to sacrifice for themselves and mortals to contribute to themselves!
On the other hand, the "influence" advantage of the Good God was not fully utilized. In this case, a large number of believers should have been gathered to pray together and provide emergency assistance to the gods. But the Swamp Goddess took action and killed almost all the devout believers. In this way, He was not satisfied and used the plan agreed in advance with the Ocean Goddess to gather nearby sea tribes urgently and launch an invasion towards the city of Garce, forcing the residents to abandon the city and flee.
Do the people who are fleeing together to pray together when they have time? Of course not.
So the Goddess of Harvest could only rely on the continuous sending of power from his own Kingdom of God to support the battle here. However, although His power was strong, the channel used to transmit power was not strong enough, and it was gradually collapsing.
In this case, a discerning person can tell at a glance that the defeat on the side of the Goddess of Harvest is almost irreversible.
However, except for the people in the square, no one is paying attention to the battle between these two gods. Everyone's attention has been attracted by the cruel war that is breaking out in the port.
Unlike the last tentative attack, the sea clan was really in action. Countless fishmen rushed forward and stepped on similar corpses. By slaughtering a large number of fishmen in the rear to sacrifice, the fishmen priests used collective violent techniques. Every fishmen on the front line had a strange red light, and they were not afraid of even facing swords. They even often rushed up desperately, holding it tightly while being penetrated by weapons, giving their companions a chance to attack.
Faced with such an attack, the Garce Coast Defense Force and the adventurers immediately increased their pressure, with heavy casualties. If it weren't for the thunder, one person and one sword, roaring around, causing a bloody storm. With his personal courage, he forcibly resisted the violent offensive of the fishman, I was afraid that the entire front would have collapsed long ago.
But even so, their situation was already in danger. From time to time, someone was knocked down by fish people, and then a group of fish people rushed up from all directions, with weapons, claws and even teeth on them. After a short scream, only a bloody corpse was left.
The interim commander of the Garce Coast Defense Force, the old non-commissioned officer with a hair of half white, was knocked down by a group of fishmen and could never stand up again.
"Get out!" Lei roared. The long sword seemed to be burning, bursting out a hot white light, which was the manifestation of fighting spirit. Only the strong men who entered the legendary realm could use it.
During the fierce battle, he had already taken another small step forward, almost completely crossing the threshold and entering the realm he had always dreamed of.
But he didn't notice at all. At this moment, his spirit was completely focused on the fierce battle. His mind was full of killing, killing, and he had never considered anything else.
Fishman? Kill!
Fishman Warrior? Kill!
Fishman Priest? Kill!
Fishman Chief? Kill!
Fishman...uh, this is not Fishman reads; Admiral's fantasy journey to the starry sky. It is a sirens who use magic to transform into a fishman's appearance.
Kill the same!
The sword light flashed and the fighting spirit burned. He ran around the battlefield like a god of war, without a single enemy in front of him.
Not to mention all kinds of fish people, even those strong sea clans who disguise themselves as fishmen are also vulnerable in front of him.
Gradually, his whole body seemed to be about to burn, and the light continued to condense on him, and a strange breeze blew on this bloody battlefield, pouring towards him from all directions.
"Dang!" A bell rang and echoed in the ancient temple.
This is a temple dedicated to the royal family in the middle of the mainland and the oldest ancient country.
Since that bloody night fifteen years ago, the originally lively temple has become deserted. With the years of desolation, the already old priest has become older and has shown an old look in recent years, as if it has not been too long.
He was sitting quietly in the hall, silently chanting the scriptures and praying to the gods of faith. At this moment, when he heard the bell, a trace of light suddenly flashed across his faint eyes and stood up.
When I turned around, I saw an ancient bell hanging on the side wall ringing without wind, and a strange pattern gradually emerged on it.
It is actually not a pattern, but a text that only the priests understand. It belongs to the ancient civilization that has long passed away. The words left by their gods symbolize the glorious past of the great kingdom.
"Lei...Ann..." The elderly priest read the word hesitantly, trying to recall which powerful man in the royal family this name is today.
After a moment, he shook his head, a little confused.
Because of that massacre, the Eagle descendants have been quite withered in recent years, and not many strong people can take advantage of it. Those who can touch that line are about to cross the limit of mortals, but after thinking about it, they have never called this name.
Perhaps... not those who have been active in recent years, but some secluded predecessors?
He thought again.
Suddenly, his body shook suddenly, his eyes widened in surprise, and showed an incredible look.
He ran, his pace was astonishingly fast, and he could not see any old look at all.
A moment later, he came to the classics room, activated a magic circle, and entered a secret room.
That is the truly top secret place in this temple. Only the priests of all generations can learn from the gods in prayer. Each generation of priests must keep this secret until they die, and cannot even tell anyone.
Inside the secret room was a dark void, with tiny lights floating around him like starlight.
There were once sparks everywhere, like stars in the sky, but at this moment there was only a few lights. Even he, who was already dizzy, could count the number clearly at a glance.
But he did not focus on the lights in front of him, but looked towards the corner.
On a dark corner, a small light was shining calmly.
The old man stretched out his hand nervously and touched the light with his magic power.
The lights grew bigger, reflecting a proud and upright, full of vitality.
"It's you!"
Chapter completed!