The bull demon's sledgehammer hit the paladin again, and the paladin's sacred protective light couldn't help but become dimmer.
Quick retreat~!
The paladin seemed to be timid and did not dare to fight the legendary bull demon again.
This made the Bull Demon laugh loudly, and he didn't worry about the others rushing over. Although the other Cow Demons were a little confused, their senses passed by and they didn't find anything suspicious.
"Be careful!" the ox-man prince sent the message.
"I know!" Niu Demon said: "Old Niu, I am bold but careful. Don't worry, there are no magic traps here, and there are no masters lurking here. I don't believe that the golden guy can have any trump cards to frustrate me.
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The Bull Demon chased for a while, then increased his speed again, and was about to overtake the paladin.
At this time, the paladin suddenly stopped, pointing the golden sledgehammer in his hand towards the sky, and suddenly thousands of rays of light burst out.
"This!" The Bull Demon felt the pure and powerful magic contained in this light. He did not pause and tried his best to guard against the front.
"Be careful!" A friend called from behind, but the Bull Demon Man put all his energy on the Paladin. He was extremely confused about what was going on. Why did the person behind him remind him in such a panic?
"Tear!" Two sharp swords cut into the Bull Demon's back, completely relaxing his momentum, because at this time, the Bull Demon had no defense at all behind him. He always thought that there were dozens of people behind him.
Minai, there will be no enemies - except for their corpses!
"Resurrection?" The Bull Demon thought about this and looked back. Sure enough, two champion knights wearing broken armor but standing up intact were attacking him.
"Broken!" The Bull Demon roared, and the legendary power came out with his shout, shattering the two champion knights on the spot and forcing the paladin to take a few steps back and lose the opportunity for a sneak attack.
"Although I don't know what you relied on to regain the ability of those dead corpses to move, but your little tricks can no longer save your life!"
As the Bull Demon shouted, he hit the ground with the sledgehammer in his hand, causing a shock wave that shattered all the corpses around him, whether they were centaurs or humans!
"Chase!"
The white-faced scholar casually killed a few centaurs and ran towards Zhu: "No, there are too many centaurs. Our reinforcements?"
"No." Zhudao said.
"Ah?" The white-faced scholar gritted his teeth: "No reinforcements?"
"Yes." He repeated the word just now.
"Really not?"
"Really not." Zhu replied again: "Why, the military morale has been shaken?"
"Of course." The white-faced scholar said with a bitter smile: "Although it can be seen that the holy army is protecting us, many of the chosen ones are used to fighting with the wind, and now they see the battle situation getting entangled, and they are also injured.
Many people are now so excited that they want to retreat."
"Retreat?" They waved their hands one by one, and the spirit swords transformed into a thousand sword rivers and cleared out a group of centaurs that had come around to surround them. Then they said to the white-faced scholar: "Let's go! Come with me and take a look."
Relying on the five crystal dragons and twenty-five Behemoths to maintain the battle line, there is a safe area of about two thousand square meters in the God's Chosen area.
They walked in one by one, took a sip of the magic spring water, and then stared at the group of chosen ones inside.
"Why not fight?"
"I killed more than 20 centaurs." A middle-aged black-haired man wearing glasses and a light blue robe walked out of the team of divine choosers: "Two of them are red armor, I have to
Replenish your magic power."
"Replenish magic power?" Zhuxiao said, "Don't you have spring water? These are war supplies and don't cost you contribution points."
"I...I have to have time to recover my mental strength." The black-haired middle-aged man said forcefully.
"Really?" Zhu looked at another legal divine chosen one: "You are the same?"
"Yes, yes." The legal divine chooser glanced at the black-haired middle-aged man and nodded.
"I see, you are all exhausted." Zhu said and turned around. Just when the team was at a loss, there was a sudden sound, and the spirit sword flew out from Zhu's back and stabbed into the black hair with a swipe.
Young people.
"Touch!" The black-haired middle-aged man reacted quickly and quickly raised his right hand. A magic barrier suddenly wrapped around his body, blocking Zhu's spiritual sword.
"Not bad, it's fast enough."
"What are you doing!" The black-haired middle-aged man was about to retort when he heard Zhu's cold voice. Then he found that his barrier was removed and he was kicked out.
"Hehe, your reaction speed is quite fast." The white-faced scholar came over and laughed: "Is this the reason why you don't go to fight?"
"Since when will we, as God's chosen ones, be able to be lazy and greedy for life and fear death?"
The white-faced scholar swung his fan in his hand and his face became serious: "As the Chosen One, you should respect the maintenance of our religion of the God of Order. Otherwise, you can stop being the Chosen One, leave everything behind, and become a commoner.
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"I...it's not like we're not going, we're just resting." The black-haired middle-aged man stood up and muttered. He didn't want to be stripped of his identity as the God's Chosen One. After enjoying the power and power of the God's Chosen One,
Let him give up and live that tasteless life, this... is simply impossible!
However, many of these chosen ones are lazy by nature, and even have the instinct to fear death. When faced with potentially dangerous situations, they can't help but reveal their true nature.
However, this is also related to the sharp decrease of mutated creatures on the earth. There is no way. The mutated creatures on the earth are now obviously in short supply. Even Bai Yunfei is a little helpless, otherwise these new chosen ones will be allowed to experience the horror of death.
But it’s also very good training.
An army that trains the undead is not a good army.
Bai Yunfei thought of an extremely arrogant statement that he seemed to have heard somewhere. Although he thought it was a bit excessive, the meaning was not wrong.
"It seems that I have been busy with strategic logistics recently, but I have neglected the quality of the Chosen Ones." Bai Yunfei touched his chin, while watching how the meeting would handle this matter, while wondering whether he should open a novice area.
, specially used to let the new chosen ones experience the cruelty of war and death.
On the grassland below.
Following Zhui's words, the other chosen ones showed disdain.
"Who do you think you are? You are just an elite. You are just favored by the bishop. Do you really think you can rise to the top?" At this time, a blond young man staggered over and said to Zhu Zhu with disdain.
"My inheritance is much stronger than yours. Let me tell you, I will be able to climb on top of you soon." The blond young man continued.
"If you don't go to fight now, then I have to say, you have no chance." Zhu turned his head and looked at the young man coldly.
"Exactly." The blond young man said, "You also want to scare me? My father and my brother are both God's Chosen Ones. When they became God's Chosen Ones, I'm afraid you are still in school."
"Don't you see what's going on outside now?" The blond young man looked around and shouted: "Those centaurs are at least twenty or even forty times more numerous than us!"
"Why should we fight with them?"
"If we are all killed, it will be a loss for the God of Kosmos!" The words of the blond young man were recognized by many of the Chosen Ones.
"But, this is an order from above." Someone worried.
"What are you afraid of? My relatives also know other bishops, and this is clearly a mess!" The blond young man said: "Let's retreat first, and then we all protest together! Anyway, the law does not punish everyone, even if the contribution points are deducted, it is better
You're going to die here."
Some of the chosen ones were obviously moved.
Especially the dark-haired middle-aged man, who stood firmly beside the blond young man after being humiliated.
Zhu Lengleng watched all this happen, but the white-faced scholar was secretly anxious.
There was still fighting outside, but civil strife began to break out within the Chosen Ones.
However, the white-faced scholar also understands these chosen ones. Many of them have no heroic thoughts at all. At first, they may think that they are the chosen ones. They have to serve the country and the people and maintain order, so that they are worthy of this right and power.
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It's just that people are forgetful, and after a while, many of the chosen ones took this right and power for granted.
Some people even began to try to target the ruling class of the Cult of Kosmos.
It's a pity that each of the three divine religions is a system, and the bishops don't seem to be in the same class as them at all, so the ambitious ones among the chosen ones can only bury their desire for power deeply in their hearts.
This time, the blond young man's wild attempt to resist the bishop's order was actually a perverted way of venting his unresolved desire.
He watched with pride as more and more of the Chosen Ones came to his side. He felt that he had mastered the truth and had the support of the majority. That young boy was destined to lose.
"So what if you are favored by the bishop, so what if your personal strength is good? Only I understand the general trend, and I can steal your achievements!".
The blond young man thought about it, and seemed to feel that he could control most of the Chosen Ones, forcing the Cult of Kosmos to recognize his status, so that he could become the first archbishop to represent the side without the word honor.
"Poof!" Suddenly, the blond young man heard the sound of water spurting out, as if the sound was right next to his ear.
"It's so hot!" The blond young man felt hot water pouring down on his head.
"Why is it red?" The blond young man saw the color of the hot water and felt that his thoughts were confused and sleepy...
The body of the blond young man who had lost his head fell to the grass.
But his head, which had not yet closed its eyes, was held in the hands of a masked man in gray.
"Kill...kill someone!" The crowd of God's Chosen Ones was excited. When several God's Chosen Ones hiding among them saw the blond young man die, they couldn't help but feel the sorrow of a dying fox. They shouted: "He killed our companions! Come on together, burn."
Kill him!"
"The Cult of Kosmos, the Divine Ordination Center, the senior Disciplinarians are on duty." The masked man in gray put down the blond young man's unblinking head, slowly stood up and looked at the Chosen Ones.
