While Xue Huahua was worried about the situation in the Eternal Battlefield, in Tristram, another country on the western border of the Western Continent that once belonged to Westmarch, several guys in black robes were invading demons.
walking slowly on the streets.
They completely ignored the ferocious monsters running around around them and the hellfire on the buildings that seemed to never go out, and just headed straight towards their destination.
And the demon clones occupying Tristram seemed to be completely unable to see these people, allowing them to pass by easily without even bothering to take a single glance.
Looking at the entire world of Sanctuary, there is only one kind of human being who can ignore demons like this.
The evil one.
That's right, these four guys in black robes are four evil bonders, and their levels are quite high. The worst one is over sixty levels.
The level of the leading man in black robe has reached level 86, and from time to time there is a flash of dark golden light under the black cloak.
"No. 2, there seem to be a lot more demon clones here. Since our god can transform us into evil covenanters, then he must be an alliance with the demons in hell?"
The shorter one among the four men in black robe seemed to feel a little bored by the boring journey, so he began to quietly ask their leader some questions that he had been very interested in since a long time ago.
"Devil? What kind of thing is a devil? Are you worthy of forming an alliance with us?" The number one at the front snorted and replied with a tone full of disdain.
"The God of Evolution is the only true God in this world. He performs miracles all the time. It's just that we were too dull to find out his true intentions before we were selected as his chosen ones."
"Um, what does Lord Spirit really mean?" the short man in black robe asked with some confusion.
"On the 24th, you were selected relatively late. It's normal that you don't understand it now... Anyway, let me, a senior, give you some advice."
Number 2 may have felt that simply rushing was boring, so he simply began to preach the "divine will" of the so-called "God of Evolution".
"God said that everything in this world is fair, and everything should be changed, modified, and grown according to His instructions. This is the right path of evolution and the sacred road to achieve supreme glory.
Free and undisciplined growth is disordered, should not be allowed, is evil and blasphemous, and everything in the world we are in now, including the so-called angels and demons, are representatives of disorder and evil.
True evolution should not be carried out by individuals. Just like a potted plant needs a gardener to take care of it, prune its branches in time, and eradicate pests, so that the tree will not grow crooked, so evolution should be like this.
God has infinite power, and He can know our future direction, so we should ask Him to be our gardener, to watch over us, take care of and support us at all times, so that our road to evolution can be smooth sailing.
This is God's will, and it is a supreme honor that we have been chosen to carry it out.
Those who despise us, persecute us, destroy us, and kill us are as stupid and ignorant now as we were in the past.
But one day in the future, they will realize their mistakes, and then I will become an example and a pioneer of evolution in this world!
May the God of Evolution be with you, my brothers."
"May the God of Evolution be with you, brother." The words of No. 2 made the remaining three men in black robes excited. They instantly felt that their souls seemed to have been sublimated to a supreme realm, even everything they had done before.
Everything you know, see, and think is no longer important in front of this.
They felt as if they were standing on the clouds, climbing toward the boundless heights under the guidance of "gods", and beneath their feet were mortals crying for help.
These mortals were suffering endless suffering in the fire. They stretched out their arms, with expressions of hope on their faces, hoping that they could stretch out their arms to give them a hand.
This savior-like illusion made them intoxicated, and even a hint of drunken blush appeared on the face of each black-robed man under the hood.
"We...will succeed, right? We can save the world, right?" No. 24's voice trembled slightly when he spoke excitedly. He thought of his unfulfilled cry on the operating table before, and couldn't help but feel
Feeling a little guilty and Hao Ran again.
"Strong your faith, brother, you are the youngest among us, and the closest to the mortals among us.
It’s a kind act to lend a helping hand to them, but don’t let them pull you down the ladder God gave you!”
Number 2 reprimanded in a serious tone.
"Yes! I will follow your teachings!" No. 24 immediately straightened his face and responded in a tone of great respect.
"Hmm... Very good, eh? Is this the time? Sure enough, time flies the fastest when communicating with the brothers! That guy on the 1st is really..."
No. 2 nodded with satisfaction, and was about to say a few words of encouragement when he saw a mausoleum-like ruin not far ahead. He immediately stopped and nodded with relief, and then
I don't know why, but I shook my head with disdain and complained a few words.
"Let's go in, senior." Another man in black robe stopped behind No. 2, and at the same time he couldn't wait to walk directly into the cemetery.
"Wait a minute!" Number 2 suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled back the man in black robe who was about to step into the cemetery.
Almost at the same time, dozens of dark red rays of light suddenly shot up from the ground at the entrance of the cemetery, almost passing by the nose of the man in black robe.
"No. 17! Why are you still so careless? How can I safely hand over the title of leader of Ernstinger's cult to you?"
No. 2 looked at No. 17 with cold sweat on his face and scolded him in a serious voice.
"Yes...I'm sorry..." No. 17 knew that he had just been killed by the defense measures of his stronghold, and at this time he lowered his head and apologized.
"That's all, give me your identity certificate. This time there is a sudden martial law in King's Port. Our new brother cannot get enough materials for surgery, so he can only come to the brothers at the main base here to borrow some for emergency treatment.
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It’s really unlucky. What kind of bastard suddenly ran to rub the Margery family’s tiger beard at such a critical moment? As a result, we also suffered the same disaster..."
Number 2 shook his head, his tone a bit bitter.
The effect of the surgery left by the gods is very good. People like them have the power they have now because of that kind of surgery, but the materials required for that kind of surgery are also valuable, even in normal times.
It is difficult to achieve, and it is even more difficult to implement martial law throughout the city.
And the most important thing is that although the stronghold in King's Harbor is not large, it is the most important stronghold in the entire western border, and can even be said to be the most important stronghold in the entire western continent.
Because the relics left by their "god" are in Port King, all relevant information about the operation and the organization were obtained from the relics.
Moreover, it is said that No. 1 gained the ability to understand "divine will" after eating the "holy medicine" left by the gods in the ruins. It is because of his existence that all the "saints" can be summoned again.
Therefore, the stronghold of Port King must not be lost!