But when it came to the empire world, after Dorgon killed the Pope with one blow, the clergy and believers on the Holy See side all went crazy, picking up the things at hand and throwing them at Dorgon.
Dorgon didn't pay attention to these people at all. He just focused on dealing with the strange attacks of "Tianmen".
Especially the flying sword, which had seriously injured him more than once, and the most dangerous sword almost cut off his left arm.
With 30,000 flying swords and other dense attacks, even if Dorgon cheats, he won't be able to escape even a single blow.
He started getting hurt, and small injuries accumulated and turned into big ones.
Moreover, this is just the beginning, this process will continue until his death.
Seeing millions of believers, Dorgon swayed and quickly disappeared into the crowd.
The flying swords all over the sky immediately lost their targets and hovered around, daring not to move.
They locked Dorgon's position, but they did not dare to use the flying sword to enter the crowd.
Not to mention the Five Fireball God Cult and the Heavenly Emperor Society, they threw group damage skills into the crowd, and the number of kills increased slowly, but they were all their own.
After all, this is not a game, and there is no such thing as "turning off teammate damage."
Seeing that the gods stopped attacking, Dorgon thought to himself: The kindness of women.
If the offense and defense were switched, Dorgon would never be merciful and would rather kill three million people by mistake than let one go.
In order to preserve the Qing Dynasty forever, Dorgon issued massacre orders more than once.
However, Xi Tong has his own considerations.
What he needs is not the permanent stability of the country, and land does not mean much to him.
What he needs is population, devout believers, and firm belief.
If the innocent are not taken into consideration, they will definitely be recorded by believers in the future, and this alone is enough to dissuade many potential believers.
After all, what other religions claim is to love the world and save the world. Whether they do it or not is one thing, but whether to say it or not is another thing.
Xi Tong did not want to kill the millions of followers he had finally developed because of Dorgon.
The most important thing is that even if millions of believers are killed, Dorgon may not be killed.
Scratching your head!
In desperation, Xi Tong closed the "Heaven's Gate" one after another.
Dorgon laughed, this time, he laughed wildly and confidently.
Then, he looked around and looked at the people with blood-red eyes and crazy expressions.
"Religion has indeed harmed the country and harmed the people. It has turned obedient people into mobs. Damn it! It should be banned!"
Some people rushed towards Dorgon desperately, but after a few steps, they were shocked by the blood in Dorgon's eyes and the violent murderous aura on his body. The pace of the charge became slower and slower, and then they turned around and fled.
It's not that he isn't brave, it's that the gap between the enemy and ourselves is too big. His ability to charge is already very valuable, and no one will criticize him too harshly.
Dorgon laughed three times and looked up to the sky and roared.
With a wave of his hand, blood shot out like a knife, and those who dared to show dissatisfaction with him all screamed and fell to the ground.
Dorgon did not kill them, but cut off their hands and feet. The power of blood invaded the body along the wounds, flowed throughout the body along the blood vessels, and slowly but surely eroded their muscles, bones, internal organs.
This feeling was like thousands of ants gnawing at the bones and thousands of arrows piercing the heart. It was more painful and unbearable than Lingchi.
Immediately, Dorgon shuttled back and forth among the crowd, picking up large pieces of broken limbs.
"Fairy? Nothing more than that!"
Absorbing the power of blood filling the air, Dorgon laughed wildly. His blood-red eyes scanned the surrounding believers, and then he lifted one of them up by the neck.
"You, spit on this wild god, or you will die!"
At this moment, Dorgon returned to the time of "keeping his head but not his hair, keeping his hair but not his hair".
The believers were all trembling - even though more than a hundred years had passed, the terror of the order to shave their heads still shrouded everyone's hearts.
In the past, people had no one to rely on and could only succumb to the power of the Manchus. Now, they have gods, and they believe that the gods will make decisions for them.
Seeing the foolish men and women kowtow in the direction of the temple, Dorgon laughed wildly and continued to walk through the crowd, attacking the unarmed civilians, causing them to cut off their hands and feet, turning them into chrysalis and crawling on the ground.
Bloody light filled the air, and boar-skin warriors appeared one after another, walking past each believer like an executioner. Those who did not spurn and insult the main god of the system would immediately cut off their hands and feet with swords.
Some people succumbed, but more people held their necks and cursed Dorgon, the Manchus, and these executioners.
Dorgon didn't take it seriously and just laughed wildly:
"Rebellious ministers and traitors should be punished by everyone!"
"Let's see if the wild god will come down to save you!"
At this time, a cold snort came from the sky, and immediately, two figures fell from the sky.
Seeing this scene, the believers all cheered "The Immortal Comes to Earth", and they all knelt down and kowtowed in worship. Dorgon was suddenly startled.
He originally thought that "due to the laws of heaven", immortals could not descend to the earth. At most, they could only cast spells from a distance, casting a few small spells that did not hurt or itch.
To be honest, the indiscriminate bombardment just now scared Dorgon, especially the sword that almost took off his arm.
There is such a powerful attack across the two realms of immortality and mortals. If we face each other...
"Fortunately, immortals cannot descend to earth."
Now, the last chance in Dorgon's heart was shattered. The two figures that had just appeared were powerful and powerful. They were definitely not ordinary people.
On the planet Terra, Xi Tong ordered: "Susano'o, Esdeath, carry out the mission!"
Although there were already hundreds of thousands of green dragons serving as cannon fodder, Xi Tong still felt uneasy and did not dare to risk his life. Instead, he sent his capable men Susano'o and Esdeath to go down to earth for a while.
Both of these two people have a lot of background behind them, coupled with the resources provided by Xi Tong, after a long period of actual combat and tempering, they have taken the final step and become a god-level powerhouse.
They are not only the top players under Xi Tong, but also the most suitable candidates to fight.
After all, this is a cross-world battle. It's too strong to be suitable, and it's too weak to defeat.
The two fell into free fall as soon as they entered the world of the Qing Empire.
Xi Tong covered his face with his hands, "I was just pretending to be cool and forgot that the space passage opens at a height of 100 meters."
Although he has cultivated to the god level, Susano'o's cultivation is based on the three artifacts, and Esdeath's cultivation is based on the ice system rules. Neither of them has the ability to fly.
Fortunately, Esdeath snapped her fingers, and ice crystals flashed, as if a Hong Bridge spanned the sky and the earth. The two of them walked along the Hong Bridge against the wind, and quickly rushed to Dorgon's side.
At this time, the ice crystal rainbow bridge made a crisp sound and exploded into ice powder all over the sky. The sunlight was refracted by the ice crystals, showing a dazzling and blurred colorful light. This scene was naturally understood as a ray of light surrounded by immortal energy.
Not to mention ordinary people, even Dorgon was stunned.
He didn't even see clearly what magic spell the other party cast, let alone when the other party cast it.
In Dorgon's opinion, even gods are at best stronger than mortals, and if they want to exert their power, they have to make secrets and recite incantations.
But the two people opposite him shattered his understanding.
The white-haired man swayed and transformed into thousands of clones. The boar-skin warriors transformed by Dorgon were like chickens waiting to be slaughtered, being killed by those phantom clones one by one.
Dorgon looked at Susano'o with hot eyes, and at the weapon in his hand - the blood-drinking blade, which was the weapon Dorgon had dreamed of.
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