The saint stood outside the house, quietly listening to the occasional short calls from inside, with no expression on her face.
Beside her were Rong Zhi and Nan Jin. Although they were not as silent as the saint, they were still a little confused.
The door opened, and two trembling Guards soldiers walked out carrying two animal skin bags with blood flowing out from the gaps. When they saw the saint and the two giants, they just nodded and passed by.
"We need ten more, a quarter of Luosha will be sent in later. This time we need to have level five or above, and at least one level six."
Listen carefully, the voice is a bit unfamiliar, but as the door is not completely closed, you can see the Holy Father sitting on a jade bed, his whole person hidden behind a white curtain, leaving only his head visible
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The smell of blood was so strong that it almost stunk in the room.
The door is closed, isolating the inside and outside into two different worlds.
The saint turned around and left. Rong Zhi and Nan Jin looked at each other, shook their heads and followed.
The saintly girls couldn't do what the holy father told them just now, so they had to do it.
It's just that... after sending each of his men in, they turned into a pile of flesh and blood without life and energy when they came out. This kind of thing made the two giants completely lost.
They don't know whether this is right or not, but it should be right, because the Holy Father means almost everything to the Dawn Temple, so keeping people alive is the most important thing.
It is definitely right to make some sacrifices for this.
But why do you feel so uncomfortable in your heart?
The two giants followed the saint like zombies, and the soldiers around them saluted and said hello without any response.
The saint in front suddenly stopped, turned around, looked at Rong Zhi and Nan Jin, and whispered: "Aren't you going to prepare... food?"
The two giants were shocked. They looked at the saint in disbelief, wondering why she would use the word food.
The saint smiled, somewhat inexplicably, and then left.
The two giants stood there for a long time.
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The Holy Father breathed out slowly and raised his chin towards the bed. Two soldiers immediately came over and packed it up. They had been waiting here for several days, but the fear in their hearts still did not weaken at all. They tidied it up in fear.
The ten people carried the remaining minced meat and walked out.
Even if it only takes a long time to bury the flesh and blood of these comrades, for them, it is also the most relaxing time in these nightmare days. They would rather fight to the death with the deceased than accompany the people who have never been with them before.
There is no chance of getting close to the Holy Father.
"Wait a moment."
The two of them packed up and were about to go out with their animal skin bags, but they were stopped by the Holy Father.
The soldiers immediately turned around and respectfully waited for instructions, but they all kept their heads down.
The holy father smiled: "I also know that this is not good, but there is nothing I can do. Once something happens to me, you will not be easy, is that right?"
The two warriors nodded hurriedly, but their hands holding the animal skin bag were clenched tightly.
"You won't tell this matter, will you?" the Holy Father asked, tilting his head.
"No, no, no!" The soldier was frightened so much that his body was trembling quite seriously.
"That's good." The Holy Father sighed with relief, but his tone suddenly changed: "But I'm still a little worried."
As soon as these words were spoken, the two warriors turned around and rushed out at the same time. No matter how stupid they were, they knew what the Holy Father was going to do.
It was also at this moment that the image of a loving father who was aloof and respected by them completely collapsed.
But they were only fifth-level warriors, how could they escape in front of the ninth-level Holy Father.
Two scarlet straw-like objects bounced out from the Holy Father's side and stabbed accurately into the vertebrae behind the necks of the two warriors. The two men's bodies froze at first, then twitched quickly and violently a few times before they collapsed.
land.
The Holy Father took back the straw and closed his eyes as if enjoying something. After a while, he opened his eyes again and looked at half of his body.
It's so dilapidated that it's scary.
The arm is gone, and now there are hundreds of red blood vessels dancing there, and the flesh and blood on the side of the body is also missing. The dense ribs can be seen, and the bones that now look intact are obviously smaller than those near the chest.
Paler.
The same is true for the crotch and legs, there is no flesh and blood, only bones that look very 'new'.
The Holy Father closed his eyes and recalled in his mind the tragic scene after he was hit by the last divine punishment a few days ago and flew out of the city.
Half of his body is gone!
It’s really gone, there’s nothing left!
For any person, this would be a fatal injury. It not only means the loss of flesh, blood and bones, but also the loss of important organs, especially the heart!
But the Holy Father is a ninth-level strongman after all. The moment he was hit, he devoted all his energy to protect the shattered heart and forcibly connected it together again. When he fell to the ground, he allowed his blood vessels and meridians to move from
The intact body part stretched out, absorbed energy from the surrounding Dawn Temple warriors and war beasts to repair the wounds, controlled the bleeding, and then quickly returned here to recuperate.
In a few days, by absorbing the life energy of other people, the Holy Father had completed the repair of the bones and internal organs.
Although the parts repaired in this way are still different from his original body, which will greatly affect his strength, the Holy Father has no choice but to wait until his body is intact and assimilate these parts bit by bit.
But now a new problem appeared. He found that his body was increasingly rejecting these external energies. Although he tried his best to suppress them, the total amount that could be successfully converted into them for his use was still greatly reduced.
And if his body is not repaired as soon as possible, the loss of energy will accelerate, putting him on the verge of death at any time.
The Holy Father never wants to die. He wants to go to other dimensions to see that he still has immortal life.
"Someone is coming!"
The sound was not loud, but it was enough for the guard closest to him to hear.
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Rong Zhi and Nan Jin, who had found some wine in the camp and were drinking, suddenly heard the bugle call to assemble the team, and were shocked at the same time.
They are the direct commanders of the army. Without their permission, only two people can order the army. One is the Saint. But the two know that the Saint is a little discouraged and will not make such an order at all, so there is only one left.
People.
Holy Father!
But what is the seriously injured Holy Father going to do? Should he continue to launch an attack on the royal city at this time? At this time when morale is low and the posthumous man and the Yundingshan Villa coalition clearly have a backup plan?!