Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Chapter 0099 Unparalleled

Priest Morsi was unhappy, very unhappy. His ravaged face was as black as a piece of charcoal, with wisps of smoke coming out. This was a symbol of the officiant's anger, representing the anger that was about to burst out in his heart.
The god of bào zhèng was resurrected, and Mursi exerted great efforts. But just because of the failure of the blood sacrifice, the chief priest lost Ben's trust, and his status was threatened - the old Hughes who was originally his subordinate actually climbed to the sky in one step and rode to the sky.
It's on his head.
Although Old Xius was only temporarily promoted, and if he failed to succeed, he would lose his life, but Morsi was still dissatisfied with this. He couldn't complain to the gods, but he felt very dissatisfied with Old Xius in his heart.
Zhou Qingfeng snatched the soul sacrifice offered to Ben, which made the god of violence very angry, and issued an oracle to take his life. Old Xius, who had just ascended to a high position, eagerly led his troops to the Violent Rat Village to kill him.
Do your best and seize the opportunity.
The church's troops were divided into three groups. The goblins had already rushed forward, but Old Hughes dragged his direct descendants to deal with Zhou Qingfeng without saying hello. Only Morsi and a dozen black warriors under his command were left standing in the way.
Left wing.
Morsi's black warriors have been formally trained by the church for many years. The last time he fought with the old goblin in a fierce battle, one of them was dead and the other injured when he came back. This time he received another mission that almost led to death - there was a man on the left wing of the Violent Rat Village.
There are more than a hundred troops.
"Damn bastard, why don't you let me deal with the enemy designated by my lord?" the officiant cursed bitterly. He was also afraid that Inisa and his gang would come over and kill them desperately. After all, he had too few black warriors.
.
"Don't worry, Mr. Priest, maybe we don't have to do anything at all." The old goblin walked over with a stooped back and a staff. Behind it was a tall and thin undead assassin, and the long and thin sword in his hand was dripping with blood.
.
Zul. Gray Skin is very powerful, and the skeleton staff in his hand is even more advantageous in group attacks. It can come over, and Morsi feels a little relieved, but he still said dissatisfied: "If those resisters are going to come,
Try your best..."
"No..." the old goblin shook his head, "Those timid guys will not come to fight. They will just watch blankly, because my assassins just sneaked in quietly and destroyed the defenses on the village wall.
It’s messed up.”
oh......?
During these few conversations, a flood of goblins surged through the open space outside the village, rushing towards the wall with a large gap. But there was no movement on the wall.
Morsi saw the figure shaking on the wall, and saw that his left-wing opponents were still unable to seize the opportunity. He laughed suddenly, "Okay, very good, we will win today. The leaders of those settlements must be panicking now, it is us
A good time to attack."
As soon as the officiant said hello, he would lead the team to move to the right wing.
The old goblin was greatly surprised and said, "Mr. Morsi, your opponent is on the left wing."
"Those people on the left have become discouraged. I will go to the right to help old Hughes." Morsi said cheerfully, completely ignoring the more than 100 opponents opposite him and treating them as if they were nothing.
"But if the enemies on the other side come over and attack us..." The old goblin knew that the officiant wanted to take the credit. Defeating the resisters in the Black Forest was the second most important thing. As long as he could take off Zhou Qingfeng's head
, you will definitely be able to regain divine grace.
Just as the old goblin hesitated, Priest Morsi had not yet moved. Iron hooves rumbled from the right wing, and a huge skeletal war horse rushed out, moving like wind and thunder.
This appearance attracted everyone's attention.
Mursi held the reins and watched intently from the horseback. However, the shorter old goblin was blocked from sight on the warg and could not see anything.
The hoofbeats of the skeletal horse were abrupt, and were not suppressed in the noisy battlefield, but became more and more obvious. The old goblin was already stooped and could not stretch his neck. When it saw Morsi, his expression was more complicated than seeing a ghost, and he immediately jumped up.
Waved back.
The tall and thin undead assassin squatted down and let the old goblin ride on his neck. The assassin then rode on the warg. This superposition allowed the old goblin to be at eye level with Morsi. It didn't feel funny, but on the contrary
He asked calmly: "What happened?"
boom......
Thunder rang out on the ground!
'Stacking Arhat' wasted a lot of time. The old goblin had already missed the moment when the skeleton horse started to accelerate. Instead, he caught sight of the scene where Uncle Zhou showed off his power and hit the black warrior array - blood and stains exploded all over the sky.
Normally, you have to pay a heavy price if you want to penetrate the first level of the Black Warriors. Now, the three levels of formation are like tissue paper, and can be penetrated with one blow.
The old goblin didn't even have time to be surprised. The loud noise and bloody explosion were too close to it, and the warg carrying the 'Stacking Arhat' at the bottom jumped up in fright.
The chassis was unstable, and the undead assassin standing on the wolf's back could not stabilize either. The old goblin sitting on the top immediately fell down. Before it could take any rescue measures, it fell to the ground with a plop, and its rickety body rolled all over the ground.
"What happened just now?" The old goblin was so ashamed that he got up in embarrassment and cursed in anger. But when he looked at Morsi, who was so close, the officiant had no time to laugh at him.
He lost his footing and was still in a daze as if he had seen a ghost.
"The right wing... collapsed." The officiant raised his finger and pointed at the spreading blood and the young man emerging from the blood. "This style of fighting is too cruel. It must be that boy's blasphemy.
My lord."
Morsi, who has always been evil, felt cruel, so this vicious blow was really shocking. He didn't know how to describe the scene just now. The completely unreasonable impact should have hurt both sides, and even defeated the attacking skeleton war horse.
Lose money.
However, the result was not what everyone imagined.
The young man broke through the black warrior array and held up his cavalry sword to 'cut the grass' behind Benn Church. Morsi was stunned and didn't know what to do. Now it was his turn to be confused about the situation and could only hesitate on the spot.
But Morsi wanted to hesitate, but the stagnant human cavalry on the opposite left wing was greatly inspired by that earth-shattering blow. More than a hundred people who originally wanted to see the limelight or even retreat suddenly screamed, accelerated their horses, and charged with swords.
Come up.
"Oops, retreat!" The officiant wanted to run away as soon as he turned his horse's head.
However, the old goblin became anxious at this moment. He paused with his staff and shouted fiercely: "You are not allowed to retreat, even if you die in battle. My men are still under the effect of the blood spell. They will not retreat, and they cannot retreat."
Come down. Do you dare to disobey my lord?"
Morsi and the old goblin stared at each other for an instant. In the end, they could only sigh unwillingly and shouted loudly to the black warriors behind them: "Come forward, we must not retreat now, we must fight with all our strength!"
On the right wing, old Xiu Si, who was holding the treasure of suppressing the religion, was still in a daze. In the blink of an eye, there was a big gap in the array around him. The gap was covered with blood-red fragments on the ground, as well as individual
The black warriors looked at each other.
The Black Warriors were too confident in themselves and could not accept the situation in front of them, and they did not understand what was happening.
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next