Chapter 67: The Resurrected Gargoyle

Everyone agreed with Sweet that they were ready to leave.

"When I go back, I must ask how the headquarters is, this time the first excavation of the divine burial site did not even assign six wings." The waiter said.

"I think, forget it, you estimate that you will be punished like that, and it is not a good thing to refute and question the order." Singh said.

"This has already completed the order, what are you afraid of?" The waiter said indifferently.

"Why don't you talk, why do you always feel like someone is staring at us?" Sweet's senses are quick.

"I also suddenly felt it, why didn't I just go." Singh said.

"No, look, the gargoyles are moving." One scholar said.

"It's over, let's go!" Sweet said, running out of the gate as fast as he could, "Those gargoyles are alive. ”

"Ah, why didn't you just say that?" Someone complained.

"There was no breath of life at all just now, this was just now." "It was our own lives that were stolen by those gargoyles!" ”。

"What?"

The gargoyles standing around shook their heads, and opened their pure red pupils in a fog, like demons emerging from hell, with short horns emerging from their heads, holding a large fork in their hands, the original stone seemed to melt into their bodies and disappeared, the whole skin of the gargoyles was pure white, and wings suddenly grew behind them.

"Hurry up, notify the people above to come to support." Singh said.

"I'm doing." The waiter ran outside, and called for help on the radio to the people who were above his head, "Come on, people, we're in danger, hey, can you hear me?"

In a tent in the desert, "What do you say, we don't know here." "The radio sizzles as if it's cut off.

"Who is it?" Fira asked.

"It's the soldiers who entered the god's burial place."

"Nothing but an accident?" Phila asked with concern.

"Probably, but we don't have more people to help right now." The person in front of him was also anxious.

"Ten people from the army were sent to the burial." Fira said.

"Isn't this a report to your superiors?"

"No, I'm responsible for everything." Fira said.

And underground.

"It's unfortunate that those things can fly." Singh said.

"No, how can I do it, how can I not contact the people above now, the radio seems to have been cut off by something." The waiter said gloomily.

"Leave that alone, run quickly." Sweet said that his 'edict' found that the gargoyles in front of him were not so simple guardian beasts.

"Intruder, intruder. The intruder ~~~~~~ "Ancient gods are chanting something.

The gargoyle in the air, fluttering its wings, the sharp fork in its hand swaying, they looked at the people running on the ground at this time, they actually threw the sharp fork in their hand directly like a javelin throwing, towards them.

"Bang." The huge fork landed in front of Sweet's eyes, and he stopped in time. If not, it will run through directly.

"Those things are attacking, and they seem to be thinking of us as 'intruders.'" Some scholars said.

"We were intruders." Singh said.

"But we're not evil forces, don't gargoyles represent justice?" The waiter asked.

"Who told you, have you seriously studied the 'General History of the Divine Literature', the gargoyle only represents this guardian, and never distinguishes between the righteous and the evil." Sweet said.

"Be careful, those guys will spit fire." Singh reminded.

"Bang," a basketball-like fireball burst like a bomb the moment it hit the ground.

"Almost." The scholars chanted incantations, and each of them raised a layer of protection, and it was really almost the end of the game just now.

"You go quickly, my highness." Singh said, as he was eager to fight, and he spread the soul wings behind him, and the four white wings materialized in front of him, and he conjured a blade in his hand.

"It's not a joke now, they're not what you think, they're not gods, they're guardians, they're things that once made a pact with the gods." Sweet said.

"Why didn't you say it earlier, it made me happy for a long time." Singh grumbled, and as he spoke, he ran towards the gate.

"Only then did I realize that they have the breath of gods on them, and they are not unconscious puppets like gods at all." Sweet said.

"Be careful." A fireball flying from the side.

Singh directly slashed at the fireball with his blade, and the sparks exploded, knocking Singh back several steps, "The attack power is very high, forget it or run." ”

"What a madman." This is what a scholar who has been dumbfounded for a long time next to him said, as a spellcaster, although he is also a god, but he thinks that the attack just now, it is estimated that he will not die, but will also be crippled.

Sweet was speechless, he didn't want to delay any time here.

"Don't waste time."

"Those gargoyles look like they're going to kill us." Someone called, and he watched the gargoyle coming towards him, "No. ”

The gargoyle pulled the man into the air, and dozens of gargoyles killed the man together, without even screaming.

Everyone looked at the scene in the sky in horror,

"Walk as fast as you can." Sweet shouted next to him, Singer, who was still playing around just now, was like a dull kitten at this time, and he didn't make a sound at all, he didn't expect these things to really kill, he just thought that those things were scaring people.

"No, they're catching up again." Singh turned his head and looked at another god descendant who had also been captured in the sky, even with the protection of soul power, he couldn't afford so many gargoyles to attack together.

"Chain, cage" The obscure incantation came out of Singh's mouth, and instantly released its power, in front of Singh, it turned the entire space into a cage, and those gargoyles hit the cage that appeared around them back and forth, of course they were unwilling to stay inside.

"Singh, let's go, just keep it under control, don't waste time." Sweet said.

"I know." Singh said, "Chain, Death Hell" As a fanatic of battle, no one can stop him. The ability was released, and the hideous faces of the gargoyles in the cage disappeared in an instant, and all the gargoyles turned into dust.

"That's it!" Singh said, and then retracted the ability.

"Anyway, let's get out of here." The waiter was still in a state of fright.

"Those gargoyles don't seem dead." Sweet said.

"Huh? If you're not dead, let's go. "Singh was a little tired, he didn't want to have so many gargoyles, or he would die. Fortunately, the gate is not far away, and there are still dozens of meters away.

They turned around and hurried away, but they didn't notice that the gargoyle dust that had fallen to the ground behind them slowly seeped into the ground, and even the corpses of the two gods who had just died were slowly seeping into the ground, and even the blood flowing on the ground disappeared, as if nothing had happened.

In the place where the gargoyles had been placed, one after another unbroken stone statues reappeared, and not only that, but there were two more in number, and slowly they began to twist their bodies again, opening their red eyes with anger.