Chapter 525 The battlefield of the Temple of Death
The road is open.
The road to the other side.
"Everyone, go in." Death said softly.
The heroic spirits turned around slowly, but then stopped.
A heroic spirit suddenly shouted loudly: "Er Gouzi, help me take care of my parents!"
"Third brother, if the city wall falls down, I will kick you to death! This is the city wall that I protect with my life!"
"Xiao Wang, stop crying! Just like a man! Remember, watch your back! I won't be able to help you next time! Watch your back! Damn, if there is a next life, I will never be your squad leader... Oh, forget it
,Next time, I will be your monitor, you scumbag..."
"Er Chong, don't let me see you down there. If I see you over there, I will kick your ass! Live well and protect your home and country!"
"Okay, don't cry anymore!"
"Everyone, let's go!"
The soldiers on the city wall burst into tears and saluted each other again.
And those heroic spirits slowly turned around and walked towards the dark road.
suddenly.
A heroic spirit laughed: "I heard that the brothers over there are fighting!"
As soon as these words came out, those heroic spirits who were originally a little sad were stunned, and then they excitedly geared up, looking eager to try!
"Haha, I didn't expect to be able to fight even if I'm dead! Let's go help our brothers!"
"Fight the sea beast when you're alive, and fight the Temple of Death when you're dead. Haha, it's interesting. Let's go!"
"Brothers, hold on, we are coming!"
"Look at how powerful those Death Gods are! Damn it, I'm the best in the group in wrestling and grappling!"
"Eighteen years is too long. I just want to overthrow the Temple of Death and return to Daxia!"
"Speaking of which, it seems like we can't be killed in this state... We're not afraid of anything. Not to mention the God of Death, even if the King of Heaven comes, I will still dare to kill him!"
"Brothers of the 138th Regiment, come closer to me. Our regiment leader is also here, let him take command!"
"Dry!"
"Brothers, when we bring the brothers over there to fight back, we can meet again soon!"
"A hundred thousand banners will kill Yama!"
Even the compassionate master, who has always been calm and calm, smiled fiercely, his soul exuded hot Buddha light, clasped his hands and said: "Amitabha, this young monk has been compassionate all his life, and today he went to hell... and simply overthrew hell!"
"Amitabha, my Buddha wants Cao Cao Mansion today!"
"Brothers, kill!"
Those heroic spirits who were originally reluctant to leave, howled and rushed into the road leading to the Temple of Death, without even using the God of Death to urge or drive them away.
But seeing this scene, the acting god of death was trembling all over!
These souls cooperate so well, which is usually a good thing.
Normally, the souls harvested on behalf of the God of Death are unwilling to accept reality at first, and will run away and resist in various ways.
The acting God of Death can only keep urging, or directly drive away, and spend some effort to force the opponent into the Temple of Death.
It was just like the soul he had harvested in that country called the Free Country, which was beaten to pulp and died in a miserable manner.
The fat man still wanted to run away and said, "I am the former leader of the Free Country. We can cooperate and I will provide you with huge benefits..."
The acting God of Death struck him with a sickle until the fat man could no longer speak, and then he threw him into the road to the other side.
And these Daxia souls in front of him... this was the first time he had seen such cooperative souls.
There was no need for him to say anything, he just rushed in.
and.
Logically speaking, the little Death should be happy after harvesting souls and completing achievements.
But he couldn't be happy!
This is the soul of Daxia people!
The most troublesome group of souls in the entire Temple of Death right now!
Are these people rushing in to cooperate with him to reincarnate in the Temple of Death?
They went in to fight!
Especially that monk, even though he was dead, he was still so fierce. The Buddha's light emanating from his body made him, a little acting god of death, feel the pressure!
"Damn, this is trouble..."
The flames in the eyes of the acting death skeleton were beating rapidly, nervous and fearful.
He even wanted to stop it!
But as the God of Death, his job is to maintain the rules of life and death and send the souls of the deceased to the Temple of Death.
Once you violate the rules of life and death, your own god of death will disappear.
But if you don't stop...
There will probably be more red flags outside the Temple of Death!
At that time, the Lord God of Death will still punish himself!
No matter whether you send it in or not, you can't get it back.
"You can't blame me... I can't stop this. Besides, this is my job!"
"This is the rule of life and death. If I don't send them in, I will also dissipate..."
The acting God of Death had a complex expression, and finally floated tremblingly in front of Mr. Zhang, almost begging: "Senior, Senior, please, it's really difficult for us there, and our Death God is not easy to do either..."
"Next time, can you ask them to reincarnate in a coordinated way? We can make an exception and give them strong bodies and extremely talented people in their next life, so they can stop fighting with us so aggressively... if this continues
, there will be big problems.”
Zhang Chengfeng looked at the little god of death in front of him and smiled solemnly: "Haha."
at the same time.
A place in the gray space between life and death.
The dark hall stood quietly, exuding the aura of death, but at this moment, there was a dazzling bright red outside the hall.
Countless flags flying!
There are five stars painted on the flag!
More than 300,000 shrine-protecting shinigami, who had lived almost a life of retirement for tens of thousands of years, stood in front of the door of the shrine of death, nervously holding the death scythes and staring at the souls in military uniforms.
Opposite them was a bunker made of sandbags, as well as trenches and steel mesh. Souls wearing Daxia military uniforms stood in formation and looked at the Death Gods guarding the temple.
Although there were no guns in their hands, they were all holding sticks and stones. Some heroic spirits even held snatched death scythes in their hands, while correspondingly, some were bare-handed, and their scythes had obviously been taken away...
"These guys are going too far!"
“Even now, I still haven’t let go of my obsession!”
"Relying on our inability to kill the soul body, they refused to reincarnate and turned against us. They also built a base under our noses. Now they even want to surround us and develop some Death Gods to join them..."
"They must be dealt with!"
"Let's start a war, crush them directly, drag them into reincarnation, and force them to reincarnate!"
A god of death shouted!
Another Death God gritted his teeth and said: "Let's talk to them one last time. If they don't agree, we will start a war!"
The opponent is really too difficult to beat.
The Temple of Death has been fighting with them until now, but there is nothing they can do.
Although these guys are bare-handed, they are well-trained and have strong fighting skills. The key is to arrange their troops in formation and set up camp step by step.
The most important thing is that no matter how powerful the God of Death is, he cannot kill the soul...
It can be said that these gods of death have suffered a lot.
Immediately, a Death God picked up the trumpet and loudly said: "I, the Death Temple, have made an exception for you. As long as you are willing to cooperate, our Death Temple can not only arrange for you to be reincarnated into Daxia, but also provide you with a strong body in the next life.
A good talent only takes eighteen years to become a good man again..."
"Not to be missed!"
"There is a discount for reincarnation now! This is your last chance!"
But those heroic spirits of Daxia who stood firm were completely unmoved. While staring at these gods of death, they shouted loudly: "Eighteen years is too long! Daxia needs us!"
"That's right, unless we are allowed to go back immediately, no one can talk!"
"Haven't you figured out the situation? Now we are preparing to surround you!"
Some political commissars directly picked up the loudspeaker and shouted loudly: "Why do we have to fight each other with swords? We should be brothers in the same family. Dear gods of death, although you are not human, you are still born to mothers. You also have your own relatives and friends, right?"
, you are also part-time workers at the Temple of Death, after all, we are all brothers and sisters of the proletariat."
"Why not join us and overthrow the brutal ruling class together! Freedom and equality will come to everyone!"
"We are here to liberate you. We are supposed to be a front! Davari!"
Even in the camp of the heroic spirits, there were several Death Gods wearing red cloaks who were shouting loudly and appearing to speak out.
"Comrades, join us!"
"I used to be the God of Death who protected the temple. I know how hard your life is. We serve the Lord of Death every day, but we don't get any compensation. This is exploitation and oppression!"
“Only when I came here did I know the value of equality and freedom!”
"Let us join forces to overthrow the Lord God of Death and the rules of life and death!"
"Although I am not sure whether the rules of life and death can be overturned, even if we die, we will die on the way forward! Do you want to be a hero for three seconds, or will you be a submissive coward for a lifetime!"
"Although we are gods of death, we should still have faith!"
This publicity ability is directly maxed out!
After all, Daxia followed the mass line back then and relied on this ability to rally the team...
For a time, there were some Death Gods in the Death God's camp who were ready to make a move.
"Is that exploitation?"
"Yes, if you think about it carefully, it is really exploitative... Damn, they are right, I want fairness and equality!"
"Can the rules of life and death really be overturned? If it can't be overturned at all, then even if we help them, we will still die!"
"I think it's better to be a hero for three seconds than to be a coward for a lifetime!"
"I have been a shinigami guardian for five hundred years, but I have never left the main hall! I have not seen the sun in five hundred years, and I have never seen a sunset. I have even forgotten what the sun looks like!"
"I have been a walking god of death for a thousand years before. I can't stop every second! I have to complete my achievements, otherwise I will be punished! That is the treatment of a slave in the lower world!"
"They call us Davari!"
"We should also have faith!"
For a moment, the gods of death began to whisper.
The leading shinigami guard had a gloomy look, gritted his teeth and said: "Humans, if you act like this, there will be no discussion!!"
"No need to talk? Then don't talk!"
The political commissar shouted loudly: "Brothers, charge! Crush the Temple of Death in one fell swoop!"
"Dududududu~"
The bugle sounds!
Countless heroic spirits roared, rushed out of their positions, and charged as a group!
He charged towards the temple-protecting Shinigami with a look of contempt for death!
To be exact, no one will die...just do it!
For a time, the God of Death and the heroic spirits were fighting together.
A god of death swung his sickle and swatted the heroic spirit away.
A heroic spirit pushed down the God of Death and punched him.
The chaotic scene was at a stalemate for a while. After all, Death cannot kill the soul, but the soul body cannot kill Death either.
"Call someone! Call someone! They must be dealt with today!" The shinigami guard who was pressed to the ground shouted loudly.
In an instant, more temple-protecting Shinigami rushed out from the Temple of Death.
The Temple of Death has made up its mind!
"These souls have gone too far!"
"We must deal with them completely today! We cannot let them take root here!"
As more shinigami protecting the temple joined the battle, the heroic spirits were immediately at a disadvantage. Immediately, some heroic spirits were knocked down by several shinigami, held tightly, and dragged to the temple of death.
The gods of death are there to push these heroic spirits into reincarnation!
The Shinigami who took the lead shouted loudly: "If this continues, we will soon be able to successfully push them into reincarnation one by one!"
"Brothers, hold on!" the political commissar who was fighting with the two gods of death said with red eyes.
But the next moment.
"Buzz!"
In the void, the road to the other side suddenly opened.
In just an instant, roars came out one after another!
The countless roars gathered together, like muffled thunder, suppressing the roar of death for a moment.
