The first thousand two hundred and eighty-nine chapters
The Ice Deer God, Jason Biers, charged towards Lin Qi and others with a furious attack. The blizzard he rolled up covered the land for hundreds of miles, and the land he passed was sealed by thick ice, hiding underground.
The eggs at a depth of more than ten meters were killed by the cold air. After his ravages, not even a single mosquito appeared in several northern provinces of the Gallic Empire for several years.
Aaron Beers is going crazy. He is the commander-in-chief of Odin Temple’s attack on the Black Crow Gap defense line this time.
One hundred and twenty powerful alien demigods, all commanded by Arthur Beers, used the power of demigods to instantly destroy the Black Crow Gorge defense line, kill all the human soldiers here, and then lead more than twenty alien legions to attack Bo.
Riley, most of the territory of the Gallic Empire was directly under his control.
Then he moved his army to the northwest, cooperating with Leon from behind, and the main army under Yin Qingyue launched an attack on the Norman Battle Fortress. The two lines of attack encircled the Norman Battle Fortress. As long as the Norman Battle Fortress was captured, the humans in the Western Continent would have no choice but to let the alien cavalry
ravaged.
But Aaron Beers never dreamed that one hundred and twenty demigods, not one hundred and twenty pigs, nor one hundred and twenty chickens, these were a full one hundred and twenty powerful demigods.
, he was actually killed cleanly in just a quarter of an hour.
The sealing barrier of the Heart of the Earth isolates all breath. Even strong men like Aaron Beers can't see through what is happening inside the seal of the Heart of the Earth. But when the barrier collapses, Lin Qi and others
He sprang out, and all the alien demigods disappeared without a trace. No matter how stupid Asen Bills was, he knew that all the people he brought with him would be killed.
One hundred and twenty demigods, this group of demigods under his command was actually killed?
The value of any demigod, whether it is tactical value or strategic value, far exceeds ten full legions! But now, in just a quarter of an hour, so many demigods have fallen. Aaron Beers is as straight as a crazy building.
He rushed over and rushed over in a rage.
But just as he reached halfway, the Moon God cut a clone projection and suddenly activated the artifact, slaughtering more than twenty legions of alien soldiers.
The aura of the Moon God forced Aaron Beers to immobilize, causing his charging speed to suddenly drop a lot.
When Aaron Beers felt that the Moon God had plundered the souls of more than two million alien warriors in one fell swoop, he roared to the sky angrily. At that moment, he even wanted to launch an attack on the invisible vortex in the sky. But immediately after
As that golden-red divine light flashed by, he felt a faint pressure from the God of Punishment. Only then did Aaron Beers suppress all his anger.
He knew what those gods were doing, but he was powerless to stop it!
"The despicable and shameless god!" Aaron Beers rushed towards Lin Qi and others with overwhelming anger. The whistling cold wind turned into an invisible blade.
Lin Qi and others chopped it down.
Lin Qi stood in front of everyone. His hands were shining with yellow light. As he moved his hands towards the ground, one thick rock wall after another rose out of the ground out of thin air, firmly protecting it.
The invisible wind knives slashed hard at the rock walls around them. Those wind knives that were hundreds of meters long were extremely powerful, making the rock blocks bang and bang. Countless bursts of wind shook the ground around them.
Torn to pieces.
In the north, about three hundred miles away from the place where Lin Qi and Aaron Beers fought, an old man who was only wrapped in an old wolf skin and wore a pale skull cap on his head was squatting feebly.
On the wall of a burned castle, he carefully tended a bonfire in front of him.
The white bones were stacked together as fuel, and a green will-o'-the-wisp was burning silently. A dirty clay jar was suspended above the bonfire. The jar was quite large and could hold at least a hundred kilograms of water.
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Now the clay jar is filled with a pot of thick soup. From time to time, water bubbles on the surface of the water and pops loudly. Occasionally, there are a few strange things emerging from the water, which are obviously some highly toxic substances.
Poisonous things like snakes, scorpions, and centipedes.
The old man gently blew away the steam on the clay jar, rubbed his palms excitedly, and then took out a lot of colorful and beautiful mushrooms, gently broke them open and threw them into the jar. Then the air
A strong smell of blood suddenly spread out, a strange and rich aroma that made people want to take a few more sips.
"What a wonderful soup. Those little kids don't know how to enjoy it. What a waste of such good soup!"
Narrowing his triangular eyes triumphantly, the old man grinned and stretched out his hand to grab a highly venomous white-spotted ringed snake with three heads from the boiling soup. "Chiliu, bit off one tongue in one bite, and then 'Gah!
Boom, boom, chewing like a child chewing soybeans.
"This soup is so good. After taking a sip, my waist is no longer sore, my legs are no longer painful, and my whole body feels comfortable!"
Jing Lingling shuddered, the old man carefully took out a small bowl made of rat skulls, grinned and scooped up a bowl of soup, blew the hot air slowly, and drank the hot soup with great enjoyment.
Unexpectedly, he looked at the south and sneered sarcastically: "Ason? Bills? Can't you actually kill a human demigod? I lost so many people this time, let me see how you explain it when you go back.
, it’s so much fun!”
A biting wind whistled by, and Gerdas, wearing a black robe, with long red hair flowing like blood behind his head, and a mysterious purple light shining in his eyes, appeared in front of the old man out of thin air.
He sat on the top of the city without saying a word, then grabbed a big centipede as thick as a thumb from the jar, broke open the centipede's shell, and swallowed the white, pink, tender and elastic centipede meat in big gulps.
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"You're so rude!" The old man looked at Gerdas with squinted triangular eyes: "Aren't you afraid of being poisoned and dying?"
Gerdas shook his hands dripping with soup and looked at the old man with squinted eyes: "What poison do you have that can kill me?"
The old man was silent for a while, and then sighed heavily: "Yes, yes, but it's not worth spending it on you."
Gerdas' body suddenly stiffened, he stared at the old man and sneered: "What do you mean?"
The old man shrugged his shoulders, tightened the old wolf skin wrapped around his body, and then rolled his eyes and looked at the sky: "What do you mean? It means that the things passed down from the temple can kill someone like you who is called a demigod, but in fact his power is close to
The Fallen Angel potion poisoned by the bastard of the lower god is very precious, and it is not economical to use it on you! Because you...at least you can't be regarded as our real enemy!" Gerdas took a deep breath, and he
He fished out a few poisonous insects from the belt and swallowed them in big gulps. He was sweating profusely, and hot steam was rising from his head. Although it was the middle of winter when the cold wind was howling, he felt as if he was in the middle of winter.
Like midsummer.
"I haven't seen you for so many years, and my skills have improved!" Gerdas burped and patted his belly with satisfaction: "It's as strong as the strength I gained from a year of hard work. You put this can of soup outside.
, it’s worth at least a city.”
The old man squinted his eyes and poured bowl after bowl of soup into his mouth. While drinking the soup, he sneered mockingly: "Those ignorant mortals, those stupid inferior creatures, they are also qualified to drink from me.
Soup? Huh, why did you come to me?"
Gerdas glanced at the south where the fighting was raging: "I'm curious, what are you doing here? As the soul attractor of Odin's Temple of Valor, you should be squatting in that place full of undead.
What are you doing here? Do you want to find someone to deal with?"
The old man tilted his mouth and shook his head gently: "This war is not what we want to start. According to our original intention, we will have to rest for at least another thirty years to allow the population of young adults in each tribe to increase.
Doubling the amount before starting a war."
Gerdas looked at the old man in surprise: "Has your control over Odin's Temple become so fragile? It really surprises me..."
The old man mockingly spat at Gerdas' feet: "The loser who was almost driven out of his wits by the juniors of the Punishment Temple has no right to say such things in front of me! Gerdas, you need to know one thing.
'There is always no shortage of young people with enough ambition and qualifications in this world. When they grow to a certain level, things will become uncontrollable."
Gerdas looked at the old man deeply: "So what do you want to do here?"
The old man was silent for a while, then pointed to the south: "The elite warriors of thirty legions and the auxiliary soldiers of six legions. Originally, according to my plan, their sacrifices would at least add five high-level warriors to the Hall of Valor."
Spirit! But now, they are swallowed up by that greedy bitch!"
Gerdas chuckled, and said slowly: "You use this word to call the moon god? Well, sooner or later, I will send you, a heretic, to the stake! But at least there is something for me.
Are you sure that you don’t want a war to suddenly break out that is out of your control?”
The old man nodded slowly: "But the war has already broken out, so it shouldn't be the so-called war of gods! Are demigods so easily cultivated? Those stupid people like Asen Bills actually want to start a war of gods.
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Gerdas was silent for a while, and then he said calmly: "How about restraining everyone and limiting their power to the peak of the Holy Master? Demigods, it's better not to lose it easily. Then, let's have another hundred-year battle.
war?"
The old man looked at Gerdas in surprise: "Another one? Your guy..."
Gerdas smiled deeply: "Both, each other, this is a mutually beneficial situation. Just like the person behind you...these two, they are biological brothers after all, so our cooperation is natural.
"
The old man was silent for a while, and then stretched out his hand to Gerdas.
The two people's palms quickly shook each other's hands, and then they shook each other's palms away as quickly as possible.
"Let's talk about the details!" Gerdas wiped his palms on his clothes in disgust. (To be continued.