As we all know, most of the madmen who follow the four evil gods, including the Shalishi, have accepted the 'power' given by the evil gods they believe in, of course, this power will be taken back by those evil gods sooner or later - for example, this fallen rebel, as soon as it raised its head, it saw the fist blades rushing in its face, and the legendary weapon penetrated the full-covered helmet without accident.

This rebel died, and under normal circumstances, this guy would either go up to the wall of the unbelievers, or enter the kingdom of the righteous god he believed in, or simply go to the Styx to reincarnate and practice the path of the strong that is completely different from the main plane. But because he believed in the Shariks, his soul would be acquired by the Shalik when he was separated from his body - and the evil gods also obtained these souls through Guò to 'locate' the giant plane of Ayarok.

Of course, because of the existence of the will of the Great Plane, it is extremely difficult for foreign gods to enter directly through the Guò crystal wall system, so the evil gods prefer this mode of sowing, harvesting, and sowing again. After gaining enough souls, the evil gods will have a big carnival, and when the time comes, whether the living beings on this continent are charcoalized, there is no one for thousands of miles, as long as there are enough dead people and enough souls obtained, whether they fail in the end or not, they will make a lot of money.

Thinking of this, Marceau pulled out his long knife and first shot a crossbow arrow, and the next second, the long knife raised high directly cut the rebel company with his sword in front of him into four pieces, and then gave way to the long sword that was crossed. The kitten raised the long knife in his hand and stabbed it into the neck of the rebel in front of him, twisting and pulling, and the ugly head said goodbye to the neck.

With a swing of the knife, the rebels in front of him were cut off. Marceau realized that the more than a dozen rebels who had stormed the hotel had been killed, and the last rebel was hit by a blow from the second floor behind him, and died on the ground in great grief.

"Carry the wounded up to the second floor!Drag these traitors out and douse them with fiery glue!" The commander of the city guard issued the order, and then walked over to Marceau's side: "You are right, if it weren't for our geographical advantage, we wouldn't have killed only one person in this wave of battles." ”

"Wait a minute, look. This guy has already started to alienate. Marceau picked up the head that had been wrenched by herself, and the owner of the head in front of her was not an ugly fellow by the looks of it. But when the kitten pulls its lips open, you can see that its canine teeth have begun to lengthen.

"This is a 'gift' from the evil gods...... Don't these madmen know the proverb that power does not fall from the sky? Konstantin walked up to the headless corpse, he crouched down and untied the plate arm guard on the corpse's left hand: "This guy has more than teeth. The knuckles have also begun to become alienated. ”

The captain of the city guard also crouched down and began to examine the corpse, he used a dagger to cut open the corpse's hard cuirass, and then cut open the chest: "The heart of this rebel has also become bigger...... That is, if we don't kill him, he will also be killed by himself ...... "" for some time. Marceau threw his head out of the lobby window.

Mutation is a long-term process, in which the warriors of Sakaram lose their original form completely, and they become taller and stronger. Even more inhuman, Marceau has no mercy for these fellows, because they have lost their eligibility as human beings from the time they receive their so-called divine gifts. Even death will not pay for their sins...... Nor can they be paid off by death, for from that moment on, they are no longer a free being, but a wretched soul imprisoned in a dead body.

"It's strange that cultists don't have such changes. Konstantin dragged a small corpse over after examining several corpses, and he and the captain of the city guard examined the corpse's entire body. No alienation was found.

"No, he's mutated too. You can check it out here. The kitten pointed his long knife at the crotch of the heretics - if the traitors in the regular army of Sacalam were alienated to make themselves higher, stronger and more inhuman, then the evolution of these cultists was very strange, and the guy in front of Marceau had obviously chosen a very interesting position...... Well, considering that cultists always want to make up for their past misfortunes when they are alienated, this guy's life before today is really good.

"Okay, the guy is big enough. The captain of the city guard was old and accustomed to seeing these strange things, so he cut his pants and picked up the big lump with a dagger and sighed: "I'm sure that if this guy was before today, he would be able to use his pile of money to make those noble ladies scream." ”

"It's a pity that the pearl is dark, so no matter how big the capital is, it has to have a life. Konstantin said with a smile.

Marceau agreed with this, and the captain of the city guard got up and summoned his subordinates to come and drag the corpses out: "Alright, come a few people, drag these guys out and burn them." ”

So a city guard came and dragged the corpse out of the door, and Marceau looked at the city guard captain: "We should prepare something, the longer we hold here, the more rebels will gather, and the number of enemies we will face will be greater." ”

"Well, you're right, you said we're going to prepare something. ”

"Drag the oil canisters in the kitchen to the second-floor window as improvised incendiary bombs, and let them drop them if the enemy is coming. We can also gather those Changtang liquor, and these things can also be made into incendiary bombs, although the burning ones are not as effective as oil bombs, but they can be used to deal with weaker cultists. ”

Marceau began to introduce some of the players' experiences in defensive warfare - these experiences were not new, and they were used by anyone as long as they were, and told the captain of the city guard about these small means and them, who immediately understood and found a group of city guards and went into the basement of the hotel, usually with oil and wine.

"You seem to know a lot, Marceau. Konstantin asked with some curiosity.

"These things are all introduced in the cat people sub-forum, haven't you seen Konstantin? "Marceau also took out the shield as a matter of course, and besides, this is also a fact, these things are the experience that players have retained since the first open era, and the effective use of various items can sometimes change the outcome of a battle.

"Well, yes, I don't really like to read forums. Konstantin's answer made Marceau also angry, and the big cats were notoriously disliked by the forum, because these guys preferred to do it if they were not convinced.

"Of course, knowledge changes fate. Marceau replied to the big cat.

"Ah, you say the same thing as my mothers. Konstantin sighed cross-legged.

At this moment, another shout came from upstairs: "I saw a lot of guys dressed as city guards...... No! It's the three regiments! They have defected!"

"Well, there's an uninvited guest again. Marceau sighed as she paired her Hidden Arrow launcher with a new Hidden Arrow. (To be continued)