"Beloł?" Wang Yan asked tentatively.

"I am a god, answer me, why do you want to slaughter my believers?"

The god who occupied Belo's body stared at Wang Yan deadly, its believers had disappeared more than eighty percent in a short period of time, most of them were in Belo's territory, although its divine power was still there, but in the future, it would never want to accumulate divine power so quickly, unless the number of believers could recover as much as before.

"A god who doesn't even have a priesthood?" Wang Yan smiled, what kind of god is this? The kind of god in the totem?

"No, you're not human, who are you?" The other party finally discovered that Wang Yan's body was not a real human, and its expression became a little frightened, could it be that the other party was also an unknown god?

"I'm me, don't talk about it, I've killed a lot of people, I haven't killed a god yet, come on, let me see your divine power." Wang Yan strode towards the other party, he was confident that he would be safe, he was very interested in this god who did not dare to reveal his real name, it would be great if he could be captured alive.

The inexplicable mist appeared in front of Wang Yan, Wang Yan frowned, controlling the existence of water? He blinked, holding the dragon executioner's hand cannon and using the focused flamethrower skill, a large cloud of water mist transpired making everything around him foggy, and when the fog cleared, Wang Yan fixed his eyes and looked again, where could he still see the existence of the self-proclaimed god.

"Didn't you, run away?" Wang Yan didn't believe that the other party was so timid, he was cleaning up the surrounding tents one by one, but he really didn't find any trace of the other party, it seemed that the mist was just a means for the other party to escape, not the real strength of the other party.

Wang Yan turned on the Heart-Eye skill, and then his brows relaxed, in the Heart-Eye Perception, he sensed an unknown existence in the West, and the other party seemed to be gradually dissipating his power, and seemed to have transferred his power to other places.

"So you're ready to run away? It's really boring. Wang Yan's figure flickered and appeared in the other party's position, this is a place that has been cleaned by Wang Yan, in the center of the collapsed tent Wang Yan found the other party, but this delay, the power of the god has been transferred from Belowu's body, so when Wang Yan arrived, what he saw was Belowu with a confused and angry face.

"Who are you?" Belou couldn't help but feel angry as he looked at the mess around him, he hadn't remembered what had happened, the gods had suppressed his consciousness, and the effect on his consciousness was too great.

"You're Belo'u?" Wang Yan asked again.

"That's right, I'm Belou, the future king of the kingdom of Belou, why don't you kneel to me?" Belou said in a daze what he had been suppressing in his heart.

"Oh, hello to the future king, goodbye." Wang Yan smiled, raised his hand and fired a cannon, and blasted it into several pieces with the hand cannon, and Belowu, who had already been able to stop Wang Du's children crying at night with his name, died inexplicably, he didn't know what happened until he died, it can be said that he died very, very unjustly.

Looking up and looking around, after finding that someone was staring at him, Wang Yan rose into the sky, he took out the high-pitched shouting horn, and after shouting a few times below, he set up a flying broom and went away, the matter was done, he needed to find a place to recover slowly.

Even if he was flying in the sky, Wang Yan could sense the constant surge of unjust souls around him, and the other party had been questioning why he wanted to kill him, for these disembodied souls, Wang Yan knew that only the Holy Light could truly get rid of them.

After flying dozens of kilometers to the east, Wang Yan saw a station much smaller than the knight station in Belowu, and when he flew through the sky, Wang Yan also shouted a few times with a shouting horn, and before the knights below could react, Wang Yan disappeared from the sky.

"Belou is dead, the knights in the camp are killed and wounded, the knight of the king, please rescue the imprisoned civilians as soon as possible, don't ask me who I am, you can go and see."

The knights of the king, who were discussing the decision with sad faces in the station, all heard this deafening sound, and they all showed disbelief after covering their ears and listening to each other's voices, what? Is Belou dead? Rebel knights are also nine out of five dead? Doesn't that mean that only a few thousand ownerless knights are still in that camp today?

"Let's find out what's going on?"

Half an hour later, the King's Knights urgently set out, and before they could go far, the knights who had scouted Belo'u arrived on fast horses and informed them of the situation in Belo's territory.

"Report, the rebellious Belo's station was preceded by the power of hurricanes, flames and ice, and in a short period of time, the knights in the station were killed and injured as many as ninety percent, and it is suspected that they were bombarded by the existence of magic above the magister using magic."

"All of them, full speed ahead!"

After Wang Yan left the station of the King's Knight, he flew towards the mountain peak in the distance, and when he landed on the top of the mountain, Wang Yan's body descended rapidly, and a cloud of gray mist only followed him, constantly passing through his body, making Wang Yan's body gradually become cold.

"A little unjust soul dares to be presumptuous."

After descending to the ground, Wang Yan rummaged in the account vault, took out a level 75 holy relic cross, and tried to use the holy blessing enchantment of level 75 of the paladin, he was shrouded in holy light within a radius of tens of meters, and the unjust souls wrapped around his body were instantly purified by the power of holy light, and all the unjust souls who followed him were all swarming and constantly trying to collide with the holy blessing enchantment, and all of them were purified by the power of the holy light.

"Whew, finally level seventy-five can sleep twice, and after staying up for so long, I've finally come out."

Wang Yan removed the Holy Blessing Enchantment, and the unjust souls that had piled up far away around surged again, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the female paladin's Second Consciousness Skill Holy Blessing Array appeared, and the azure holy light covered the range of dozens of meters around him, and the unjust souls that also entered it dissipated again.

The female paladin's holy light skills are very, very many, Wang Yan has been staying on this hillside for nearly half a month before all the souls that are entangled in him are all gone, when it is confirmed that all the souls that are entangled in him have dissipated, Wang Yan is still in good spirits, he can feel the power surging in his body at this moment, this is a force that is several times stronger than before, even if he has not closed his eyes for half a month, he still has the spirit to support his actions.

"The matter should be over, I believe that the news of Belo's death should also reach the royal capital, and I, a passing traveler, should also leave, but unfortunately I didn't see Elia, what is the other party doing? I guess I'm still looking for traces of the Great Will. ”

Wang Yan stood on the hillside and stared at the east, and finally he cast his eyes on the west, he did not forget that the god who escaped from Belowu's body was very curious about the existence of the god Wang Yan, and now that he had the skills of all professions to use, Wang Yan felt that it was time to go to Belowu's territory to find out that guy.

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