The first thousand four hundred and forty-seven chapters shaking the continent (3)
Thunder flashed in the sky, and the hurricane god under the seat of the Ocean God, the lower god of the Azore Protoss, revealed his true form in the void. The hurricane god was surrounded by terrifying wind, and his face was blurred like a rapidly writhing storm.
Screaming angrily, he raised his hands high, about to use magic to completely tear up the damn nightmare sky.
Lin Qi narrowed his eyes, and the source power in his body quickly transformed into a lifeless and terrifying force full of death. A powerful soul impact silently blasted towards the hurricane god. Lin Qi's soul now is extremely powerful,
Especially after he killed many gods and devoured the original power of their souls, Lin Qi's soul was now more powerful than the main god.
This wave of soul impact was like a big stone hitting an egg hard. The God of Hurricane let out a shrill howl, his soul shattered, and the magic he was preparing immediately dispersed. Wearing a gray cloak,
Lin Qi, who was surrounded by lifeless gray air currents, stood on the magic flying disc and looked up at the sky indifferently.
Lin Qi understood part of the essence of the law of death from the god of death, Sthese. With the help of the Hades Temple, the Cursed Spirit Tomb and the Bone Burial Ground, Lin Qi has mastered and imitated the power of death.
It reached an extremely profound level. He raised his head and looked over, and his eyes instantly turned red. A terrifying and soul-shattering evil force silently blasted towards the sky hovering in the air.
Many tyrannical wills.
"Is there any god who wants to intervene in the fairest battle of believers?" Lin Qi made his voice extremely hoarse, and he sneered in a low voice: "Although I am very grateful to you for killing Bagel and the evil spirit.
Those two idiots of the Mother, but if you dare to destroy the fair and sacred war of believers, I don’t mind letting you fall completely like the hurricane god."
With a loud bang, the God of Hurricane, whose soul was shattered, fell heavily to the ground. Lin Qi pointed at the God of Hurricane, and an absurdly strong necromantic power roared into the body of the God of Hurricane.
Under the horrified gazes of many gods in the sky, the body of the hurricane god squirmed violently, and soon the muscles on his body exploded into pieces, and a dark golden and almost completely transparent skeleton jumped up quickly.
A skeleton soldier at the level of a high god! A skeleton soldier made from the bones of gods! It can turn the God of Hurricane, a powerful high god who is ranked among the top three under the God of the Ocean, into a skeleton in such a short period of time.
Soldier. This is definitely a god-level power.
Waves of violent soul vibrations came from high in the sky, and many gods of the Achael Clan were asking each other in panic. Didn't they join forces to kill all the gods of the undead system? Isn't there only one Wanlingxie now?
Is Tai still fighting against the coalition of gods? Why, why is there still such a main god-level undead god appearing now?
Lin Qi laughed a few times inexplicably, and murmured in a low voice: "Okay, let's continue watching the show! Well, the children did well. They did really well! Well, of course, if you
If you want to join forces to attack me, then I welcome you to do so!"
Beside Lin Qi, dozens of looming divine powers filled with the aura of death quietly emerged. As soon as these lifeless divine powers emerged, many gods of the Achaer Protoss in the sky shut their mouths at the same time and took action to kill them.
The god of hurricanes is not alone, there are dozens of powerful gods around him!
"Say your name, powerful undead god!" A low, violent voice, with a voice like the ocean in a hurricane, with waves of oscillations, suddenly sounded: "You killed my god, although this
He broke the contract first, but I hope that when the war between the gods really begins, I can kill you by calling your name! No one can kill my people without punishment!"
"Ocean, the God of the Ocean!" Lin Qi pretended to be inscrutable and laughed a few times. Then he quickly looked through Sitase's memories and found an undead god who disappeared in the ancient war.
The name of the strong person: "I think you should still remember the 'Bone Carving Knife'... Hehe, I am an artist who likes exquisite crafts. You should still remember me?"
The Achael gods were completely silent, and even the God of the Sea, who was clamoring to kill Lin Qi, obediently shut his mouth. The will of the gods hovering in the sky disappeared one after another, and no one paid attention to the Norman battle fort anymore.
movement.
The bone-carving knife Socra is a notorious figure among the gods of the undead. He calls himself an artist, and what he likes to do most is to forcibly transform those who offend him into undead, and torture them forever with the flames of the undead.
At the same time, he uses the opponent's skeleton as a material to carve exquisite patterns on it. This is a guy with a twisted and perverted mentality, and he is also a strong man at the level of a god!
In the ancient war between gods, the bone-carving knife Sugra disappeared without a trace after a hard battle. Some people suspected that he had died, while others suspected that he might have been seriously injured and hid somewhere and fell into an eternal sleep. This guy's popularity is extremely bad, even if
Among the undead gods, he only has enemies, and does not have any friends or people he can trust. So if he is seriously injured, he can only find a secret corner to hide.
Shrugging his shoulders, Lin Qi smiled lowly: "This name is very useful. It seems that they are all scared?"
Mr. Mo chuckled and shook his head. He clenched his fists with both hands, and traces of gray-white death power continued to spurt out from his fingers. He inherited the priesthood of a powerful death god from the divine domain. Just now, Mo Mo
Sir, he also unleashed his divine power to scare away the gods of the Achael Clan.
If Sugra, the bone-carving knife, was alone, the gods of the Ashe Clan might still have the courage to attack in groups. But when Sugra is surrounded by a group of equally notorious and ruthless gang members, they seem to be inseparable, but they all have their own thoughts in their hearts.
How dare the small-minded Achaer gods risk their lives with the bone-carving knife Sogra?
Lin Qi glanced at Mr. Mo, who nodded with a smile. Then he turned his divine power into a huge clone projection and poured it directly into the body of a peak-level demigod necromancer below. This undead man
The mage received the blessing of Mr. Mo's divine power, and his power suddenly soared, and he soon reached the level of the peak of the lower gods.
"The eternal river of death, his name is time!" The necromancer, whose whole body exuded gray-white divine light, raised his staff and waved his hand forward fiercely. A vast white air of death roared.
When they came out, the walls of dozens of Norman battle forts in front began to weather rapidly at the same time. The walls made of a mixture of hard rock and metal solution quickly turned into quicksand and dust, and the soldiers on the walls fell to the ground one after another.
Not only the city walls, but also a large number of city defense mechanisms and magic traps in the Norman Battle Fort began to collapse at the same time. Without the help of these powerful city defense equipment, the troops of the Norman Battle Fort were unable to withstand the endless waves of undead coming towards them.
One after another, the temple knights fell under the attack of the undead, and their corpses quickly joined the ranks of the undead. The armies from the Gallic Empire, Dayan Dynasty and Longshan Empire dropped their weapons and were forced by the undead.
They formed a neat team, and were chained one by one. A string of one thousand prisoners were escorted by the undead to the rear, and then sent directly to the abyss world through the teleportation magic circle.
Those temple knights who follow the gods wholeheartedly are basically impossible to be transformed. They must be eliminated. But these ordinary soldiers from various empires, not to mention those who are loyal to Lin Qi after the dragon's blood bath
The soldiers of the Longshan Empire, the Gallic Empire and the Great Yan Dynasty can be saved through brainwashing!
As long as a group of clergy are captured and sent to the abyss world, and each of these captured soldiers is ordered to chop a knife into the clergy, will these soldiers have any other way out besides following Lin Qi all the way to the dark side?
Mr. Mo projected one clone after another into the bodies of those powerful demigod necromancers. With the blessing of Mr. Mo's divine power, the army of undead overwhelmingly tore apart the defense line of the Norman battle fort. The Norman battle fort was only used to defend against semi-gods.
For those who are below the god level, facing the god-level existence that Mr. Mo cheated by forcibly upgrading those necromancers into god-level beings, the Norman Battle Fortress is as fragile as paper.
Two days later, horrific news swept across the entire continent like a storm on a summer night. The undead army from the Abyss of the Dead raided the Norman battle fort, completely destroying the defense line that humans in the western continent had spent hundreds of years building. The undead disappeared without a trace.
There was no trace, and the Gallic Empire had been completely exposed to the alien blades.
The foreign army was at a loss. Even the most ferocious and tyrannical orcs were a little hesitant. They didn't know whether they should take advantage of this opportunity to advance into the hinterland of the Western Continent. They occupied the nine northern provinces of the Gallic Empire.
, Saint Sha Xinyue of the Moon Goddess Temple, who had obtained the privilege of spreading her faith there, quickly mobilized the newly formed Temple Knights of the Moon Goddess Temple and launched an attack on the foreign races.
What silenced all the clergy across the continent was the thirty legions of Temple Knights that the Moon Goddess Temple had worked so hard to form. In just one day, they suffered from vomiting and diarrhea due to some unknown illness, and completely lost their combat effectiveness.
.The elite warriors of thirty legions were all captured by the aliens without even shooting an arrow.
The enraged alien army came out in full force and broke into the place of faith of the Moon Goddess. (To be continued...)