According to the guidelines, the rotary-wing transport plane stopped in the open space next to the headquarters of the army group.

As soon as Xiang Ningxuan got off the plane, he saw a middle-aged soldier with three gold stars on his shoulders standing at the head of the pick-up crowd. He hurriedly stepped forward to salute and said, "Commander Chen, Xiang Ningxuan, commander of the Longxiang Army, reports to you. ”

Chen Yuheng is a middle-aged man with glasses, like a literati more than a general. He had been working in the logistics system for a long time, and he served as the commander of the Westward Advance Group Army because the overall planning of logistics for westward operations was far more important than marching and fighting.

He shook hands with Xiang Ningxuan with a smile and said, "We used to be a farmer, and we can only be regarded as a real group army when you come." ”

Xiang Ningxuan said: "The commander is too modest, I have long heard about your brilliant achievements on the grassland. ”

"The great exploits of the Long Xiang Army are like thunder."

The two sides exchanged pleasantries and entered the house, and Chen Yuheng introduced the main officers of the group army one by one. Among them, a stout Mongolian man was Shuvatu, the commander of the 1st Cavalry Division.

The reinforcements assigned to Xiang Ningxuan by the General Staff were the 1st Cavalry Division of the Westward Advance Group Army, with a total of 12,000 cavalry. They have been assembled and will bring enough food and weapons to Xianyang for reinforcements.

The two sides sat down in the office, and Chen Yuheng sighed: "Xiao Xiang, if you don't come this time, I will go to Xianyang to find you." ”

"What's wrong?"

Chen Yuheng pointed to a bearded man in a white robe and a small hat sitting in the office and said, "Let the white priest talk about it." ”

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The white priest came from Xiazhou, which is known as the south of the Yangtze River. Similar to other areas that have experienced apocalyptic disasters, after losing nearly ninety percent of the population, the people of all ethnic groups in Xiazhou, although they have different beliefs, are still united under the banner of the republic, and order is gradually restored.

People tenaciously rebuild their homes on the ruins, fighting against all kinds of strange monsters and aliens for territory and resources.

Although life is much more difficult than before the apocalypse, it is still moving in a good direction overall.

No one expected a civil unrest to break out suddenly.

Speaking of which, the fuse of civil strife also has something to do with Xiang Ningxuan. The Religious Management Committee recruited the masters of various sects to form the Shenwei Army. After the notice was sent to Xiazhou, the head of the Xiazhou government decided to recruit Ma Xin and several others to join the Shenwei Army after consulting the high priest's opinion.

Ma Xin is the leader of the Xiazhou Guardian Army, and he is decisive in killing. is also because Ma Xin is too strong, almost the apologetic army is organized into the Ma family army, except for the high priest who can say a few words, the others can't command at all.

The purpose of forming the Shenwei Army was to weaken the force in the hands of the sect, and this knife naturally slashed at Ma Xin's head.

After being the head of a chicken rather than a cow, Ma Xin was suddenly transferred to the Shenwei Army, how could he be willing?

On May 30, Ma Xin gathered his troops and announced: "Servants of the true God, I accept the revelation of the gods, and the infidels are trying to transfer me away and slowly destroy everyone. These shameful heretics are the root of all evil, destroy them, and the eternal kingdom of God will be opened for us. ”

As he spoke, Ma Xin waved his hand, and his cronies escorted several people who were constantly struggling to the stage. He stabbed them all to death one by one, and the gurgling blood flowed into the water tank, forming a small pool of blood. The magic energy converged on the pool of blood, and the blood gradually faded red, turning into a vat of fishy light green viscous liquid.

Ma Xin scooped a bowl and said, "The gods have given blessings, the blood of the infidels is the introduction, and we will get infinite power by drinking it." ”

No one asked, "So what is the cost?" ”

Ma Xin drank a bowl of demon blood first, the muscles on his body skyrocketed, his body was larger, and the green tendons bulged from his skin, powerfully transporting blood full of magic power. He roared angrily at the sky, his legs bounced and jumped. When he landed, he smashed his fist and blasted a hole more than two meters deep in the ground.

Ma Xin stepped out of the flying sand and stones, his eyes were red, and the dense energy visible to the naked eye surrounded his side, and the terrifying momentum oppressed the people who approached to retreat again and again.

"Such a great power is a gift from the gods. Why don't you hurry up and get on your knees? ”

Under the coercion of Ma Xin's cronies, the more than 8,000 people of the Guardian Army all drank the so-called god-given blood and turned into violent and bloodthirsty beasts.

But their first sword did not strike at the so-called evil heretics. Instead, he went to the largest temple in Xiazhou, where the high priest and many clergy studied the scriptures and imparted knowledge.

The consciousness of the cathar soldiers was not yet extinguished, they knew that the temple was the most sacred and majestic place in the sect, and although they had Ma Xin's order, they still refused to attack, but only surrounded it.

"You guys, how did you get like this? This is the power of the devil! The high priest burst into tears, and his heart was filled with remorse. He just felt that Ma Xinwei was too big to lose and wanted to change his position, but he didn't expect him to dare to rebel.

The white priest comforted: "High priest, Ma Xin's ambition, today's situation is by no means his temporary intention, but a premeditated plan. Let's stay out for reinforcements for the time being. ”

The High Priest reacted as well. The power of destruction in them is not a gift from the true God, but from demons. Infecting all 8,000 people, if it weren't for the premeditation, no demon would have advanced such a huge amount of power so generously.

The high priest nodded and said, "White priest, take the children to evacuate the temple first and find reinforcements!" I'm going to hold them back. ”

The High Priest held his hands on a pale green ball of energy in his hand, and then pushed forward, sprinkling the energy on the cathar soldiers besieging the temple.

"Children," he said, "this is the power of the gods we believe in. He is loving, merciful, and peaceful, and is very different from the violent and destructive power in you. What Ma Xin gives you is the power of demons! Children, reject the temptation of the devil with your devout faith and your will, and return to the embrace of the gods! ”

The cathar soldiers looked at each other, not knowing what to do. Many people have a look of struggle on their faces, and they are fighting corrosion with their will.

Ma Xin also knew that his subordinates were shaking, but if he wanted to get a lot of god-given power, he had to sweep away the heresies in the sect first.

"Phew! Shameful heretic, you steal a high position in the Cult of God, but you work for the infidels. The wrath of the gods has made me destroy you heresy. Kill me! ”

Boom, Ma Xin and hundreds of his cronies rushed straight to the temple, but they crashed into the temple's protective magic circle and couldn't break through for a while. The other cathars looked confused, not knowing which side to help.

"I know you're powerful, but you can't move freely after all. Isn't it good that you devour flesh and blood, and I reap fear, and take what I need? A figure hidden in the shadows said to the Void.

If Xiang Ningxuan was here, he would definitely be able to recognize this figure as the terrifying demon among the four legendary retinues summoned by the Heavenly Demon King. He was much smarter than Demon Slayer, and he used most of his energy to open a space-time rift and escape. Although his strength has dropped dramatically, he can slowly recover as long as he is alive.

"Hmm......" The void seemed to spread a response, as if some kind of agreement had been reached.

The Terror raised his hand and grabbed it in the air, and a cathar soldier who had just broken free of control and was encouraging others to change their ways suddenly exploded, and the flesh and blood spilled on the person next to him.

"The fate of a traitor is doomed! Obey the order, storm the temple and burn the heretics, or you will become a disgrace to the Cult and die without a place to bury! ”

The voice of the Dreaddemon spread through the infection of the Blood Demon to all the cathars who had drunk blood, and he cast a spell to detonate the magic energy in the bodies of several cathars who broke free from control.

The tragic death evokes fear in the hearts of the people, and although some people have realized that they may have been deceived by the cult, fear and the instinct to survive drive people to make bad choices.

The first bird has been killed, and the rest of the people rush forward with the current.

After all, the temple's defensive shield energy was limited, and it quickly collapsed under the siege of thousands of people.

"Kill! Kill all heretics. Heresies deserve to be eradicated more than infidels! Ma Xin's body was stained with blood, the blood mist was steaming, and the desire to kill was boiling in his heart.

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