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Chapter 391: What is Big Ivan?

When I heard that Birdman's chants could cleanse the body and mind and purify the soul, Xi Tong still didn't believe it, but after what happened just now, Xi Tong no longer doubted this statement.

Obviously, mind control is not omnipotent, at least Birdman has a way to break through mind control.

This also shows that mind control can only be used as an auxiliary means. If it is used as the main way to develop power, it is likely that people will betray their relatives and fall apart in an instant like today.

However, the destructive power of mind control on the battlefield is terrifying. The camps of the Western Empire are like a typhoon passing through, with countless corpses lying on the ground, hanging on antlers and fences...

The knight leader looked gloomily at the slaves who were gathered together. These were all those who had just participated in the riot and were stained with blood.

"Behead in public display!"

There is no mercy at all, and no kindness at all.

The slaves who were sentenced to death also lowered their heads in resignation. The slave soldiers lined up, pinned them to the ground, and beheaded them row by row.

The whole process was methodical and neat.

There was no pleading, and there was even a sense of liberation and enlightenment.

In their view, this means that they can wash away their sins and become happy farmers or shepherds in the next life.

On top of the city, the imperial soldiers watched the enemy march rows of slaves to the front of the battle line for collective execution. Heads one after another rose into the sky, or rolled to the ground, and fountains of blood appeared one after another.

Ling Shiqi's face turned a little pale.

Although she is a fairy who has been practicing for thousands of years, she is kind-hearted by nature and cannot bear to hurt even the little caterpillars that eat her own branches and leaves, let alone other people.

Just now, she just felt that the world was very hostile, but after seeing the scene in front of her, she realized that she had underestimated the murderous spirit of the world.

Xi Tong sneered, "The enemy is trying to intimidate us, using these blood and heads to shock our hearts and destroy our fighting spirit."

They are so cruel to their own people, and they are definitely more cold-blooded to their enemies, which invisibly stimulates their own morale and reduces the opponent's fighting spirit.

The most primitive, bloody, and cruel actions are often the most direct, most effective, and most unsolvable.

The knight leader slowly walked a thousand steps away from the city and shouted in a powerful voice:

"The lost lambs, the sinners who surrendered to the devil, open the city gates and welcome God's salvation! Belief in God can wash away sins, provide stability in this world, and happiness in the next life. If you abandon God, you will be like these slaves..."

The slightly blunt imperial words were clearly transmitted thousands of meters away without any attenuation. The soldiers guarding the city and the people in the city all heard these words clearly.

Looking at the rows of headless corpses lying on the ground, a few imperial soldiers couldn't help feeling terrified.

At this time, Xi Tong laughed loudly, "What does it mean to be like them?"

Before the knight leader could answer, Xi Tong asked: "Do you want to say that there will be no bones left and no burial place?"

The knight leader nodded, "After death, your souls will also fall into hell and be calcined by the holy fire until all your sins are burned away."

Xi Tong shook his head and said, "Summon Great Ivan."

The knight leader was confused. He knew what summoning was, but he didn't know what Big Ivan was.

At this time, a big bald man with a short golden beard appeared on the edge of the city wall. After bowing to Xi Tong, he raised his right hand high and snapped his fingers.

The knight leader was confused, what does it mean?

But at this time, a fatal crisis rose behind him, and the shadow of death was instantly overwhelming.

"not good!"

There was a rumble, the ground shook, and the imperial soldiers on the city could feel the tremors and shaking coming from the soles of their feet.

Xi Tong was in a good mood and hummed softly, "The wind is roaring, the horses are roaring, the heaven and the earth are roaring, the heaven and the earth are roaring..."

The Western Empire's expeditionary force totaled one million people. They were previously controlled by Xi Tong's mind. A hundred thousand people died in a riot, and tens of thousands more were executed. There were corpses everywhere in the camp.

The most desperate thing was that the knight leader and his group stood at the place where the slaves were executed and shouted, which was equivalent to hanging two grenades under their crotches.

At this time, Big Ivan snapped his fingers again, and the person who had just been killed by the corpse explosion became the source of the explosion again, causing bombardment to the people around him again.

After several rounds of this cycle, when Big Ivan snapped his fingers again, there was no fart sound from the other side.

This is the embarrassment of Big Ivan. Although the lethality is terrifying, the prerequisites are also very demanding. Moreover, after the enemy suffers a loss, he will definitely focus on guarding him, and a similar scene will never happen again.

What's more, after several big explosions, all the damned ones were dead, and the rest were indestructible. Facing such people, Big Ivan was helpless and had no choice but to run away.

However, even so, this kind of ability to defeat a million people with one enemy is incredible. Compared with it, the only function of the 500,000 troops displayed in several important towns on the Western Front by the empire is to shout Lao Tie 666.

The sandy wind full of dry breath swept across the battlefield, blowing away the bloody smell that was so rich that it could not be dissolved, and also lifted up the curtain-like smoke and dust.

The knight leader's mount has long since disappeared, and the only trace that proves its existence is the rich blood stain on his crotch.

Not only him, but other knights and servants were also bleeding from their crotches and buttocks. These were all proof that the war horses once existed.

The knights were covered with a substantive holy light, the thinnest layer was as thick as a finger, and the knight leader was almost one meter thick, radiating rich holy light around like a small sun.

The sacred light is like flowing water, flowing between all the knights and followers. Everyone can affect others around them, influencing each other and strengthening each other, forming a unified whole.

Under the protection of the holy light, many ordinary soldiers and civilians also survived, and then they knelt on the ground one by one, thanking the knights and thanking the gods.

The knight leader turned around with difficulty, glanced around, and immediately estimated the remaining number of people.

The knights and retinues suffered little damage, but only one out of ten ordinary soldiers and civilians survived. Only about 20,000 survived, and most of them were injured.

"hateful!"

The knight leader roared angrily, and the sound shook the field.

He has fought countless battles and has been famous for hundreds of years. Although he is not victorious in every battle, he has never been defeated so miserably or so powerlessly.

It was just a face-to-face encounter - not even a face-to-face encounter. The enemy didn't shoot a single arrow, and only one of his millions of men survived.

The knight leader stared with blood-red eyes and murmured to himself in a hollow voice: "I have lost all my fame in this place."

The knights and retinues around him didn't know how to comfort him.

Even if Caibi led a million-strong army, he would not have suffered such heavy losses. The losses were so fast. Even if a million pigs fled together, only half of them would be able to escape.

To be able to fight like this is worse than a pig.

The blood-stained beard and hair of the knight leader fluttered like an angry lion's mane.

He strode forward, shouting as he walked: "How dare you, a demon who confuses people's hearts and manipulates corpses, fight me in a glorious duel!"

Xi Tong laughed loudly, "Your men are all dead and you have to fight in person. None of my men were killed. Why should I fight with you?"

knight:???

Retinues:???

"Shameless person!"

"You are trampling on the spirit of chivalry!"

Xi Tong ignored the yelling and curses from the other side and raised his right hand high...


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