The front door is in ruins.

The sound of strong rebuke made the buildings in front of them appear a kind of nothingness after being swept away by the shock wave.

And the believers who sincerely knelt on the ground, in addition to shock, did not have the slightest fear, only faith from the heart.

Because they know that the gods will not harm his devout followers!

The gods, shelter them!

Under the dragon's breath, under the power of the gods that was enough to bury the entire town in an instant, they did not suffer any casualties, but the diseases and injuries on their bodies improved in an instant, and their physical condition also reached a full peak.

This is the protection of the gods.

It is also a gift from the gods.

The building with the front door in ruins is gradually returning to its original appearance with the blessing of invisible forces.

The thing that was reprimanded by the gods and shook into flying ashes is slowly repairing as before.

The believers are unstinting with admiration and self-esteem, madness and zeal.

"Panson supremacy! Power & Defense Reign Best! ”

"The glory of our Lord endures forever!"

In stark contrast to them, there are three dragon men who are trembling, their brains blank, and they can't control themselves.

They are proud of the source of their noble bloodline, the dragon, and they are no match for the gods.

Dragons.

The incarnation of the supreme and invincible bloodline, when facing the gods, was like a maggot, powerless to fight back.

He could only prostrate and beg the gods to give him his life.

The entire dragon clan has been cursed to shut up forever because of their wrong choice!

At this moment, the noble hearts of the three dragons were shattered.

The dragon's sincere submission could not be exchanged for the grace of the gods.

How can they be, and where are they going?

Pan Sen descended in front of them, and the brilliance in his eyes, the eyes of the dragonmen who could look directly at the sun, could hardly meet them.

A psychology of insignificance and humility to the extreme, filling their frightened and empty hearts.

The female dragonman trembled: "Pansen, my lord, I am willing to serve you all my life, with your will as the standard, exist for your honor, I beg you, let me, be your most lowly slave......"

Dragonman Kikoda also tried to raise his head and said, "We are willing to give everything, only wish you mercy on Pan Sen!" ”

Pan Sen didn't speak, but raised his palm and placed it on top of Kikoda's head.

In front of the gods, even if the next second is death, Kikoda has lost the courage to resist.

However, the expected blow did not come immediately, and Pan Sen seemed to frown.

Searching for Kikoda's memory, Tang Chuan found out everything, it turned out that the dragon man was not born because of his own speculation, some kind of madness.

I'll just say it.

Anyway, these are two completely different races, even if they are both evolved from the original cells they put in.

But after so many years and generations, there is also reproductive isolation.

This somewhat made Tang Chuan wipe away the idea of killing the entire dragon clan.

Dragonman is a humanoid creature that has been blessed with dragon spells since childhood, and when he becomes an adult, he has been bathed in dragon blood and has achieved genetic evolution.

Other mythical clans should have been born in this way.

However, even if you have been cultivated since childhood, you can survive the baptism of dragon blood and transform into a dragon man's family after adulthood, and there are only five or five of them.

In other words, the remaining half of the human race died on the way to the dragon's blood.

And the existence of the incarnation of the dragon man, because he has served the dragon since he was a child, and has been brainwashed by the dragon spell, he has long stopped seeing himself as a pure human being.

They all take the honor of being chosen by the dragon and bathing in dragon blood.

From the heart, they regard mortals as pariahs.

Pan Sen withdrew his palm, and said lightly in the eyes of the three dragonmen waiting for the verdict to be announced: "Wait, but a mixed-blood alien, how can he be superior, the things you have obtained, treasures, rights, food, even your appearance, your thinking, are all given by the gods, and it is really ridiculous to take these things in exchange for my forgiveness."

But I will not deal with you and others, and let my followers pronounce the verdict on your fate. ”

After that, the appearance of Pan Sen's predecessor disappeared, and his radiant face appeared on the back of his head, and for a moment, there was no movement, but the transformation of his front body and back was realized.

He looked directly at his devout disciples and said, "Wait, don't be afraid, wait, you are qualified to look at me directly, and I am glad that this continent has a strong faith."

Mythical creatures have only stolen some of the lost divine power of our gods, and since they have caused trouble to you, then ......

In the name of God, I give my devout followers the power to fight against xenos. ”

Speaking of which, Pan Sen's radiant body was radiant, and Huo Ran opened his arms!

Wow!!

The endless incandescent white, yet inexplicably soft light, with Pan Sen's body as the core, pulsed like a pulse, spreading towards the entire continent one by one.

Panson stretched out his finger and pointed at the red-nosed Benson, a book made of human paper that slowly landed on his hand.

Looking at the believers who were holding this God-given book blankly, Pan Sen withdrew his finger and said majestically: "The shackles have been opened, and human beings have the potential to become myths, copy it, spread it, and carry it forward, this is ......

I give you the book of origins to fight against xenomorphs, to pursue myths and immortality, and to keep it in your minds! ”

Although he still didn't understand a little, Benson and the rest of the believers still bowed down devoutly.

"Sheptensen's Gift!"

"Thank God for the Origin Book!"

Pan Sen's figure gradually dissipated, and an ethereal voice lingered in the sky.

"Go and seek it, strength and defense, I hide it inside, get it, make good use of it......"

Believers: "Follow the oracle!" ”

When Panson's body dissipated.

The church has returned to its original appearance, and neither the dragon's breath nor the divine power has caused the slightest change here.

In the dark, the believers gradually understood that Pan Sen had opened the shackles in their blood.

Seem......

All human beings who are able to read this book of origins have the opportunity to gain access to the power of the Chosen One.

Many believers wept with joy, and everyone shouted that Pan Sen would live forever!

After being bullied by mythical creatures for so long, they finally saw hope, and finally, again, saw the supreme body of the gods!

Over and over again, the believers werelessly sang the praises of Panson's name, and were reluctant to get up for a long time.

Until......

When the dragon man Kikoda tried to drag his broken knees in vain to leave this land of right and wrong.

The believers stopped their voices one after another, and looked at the three dragonmen with burning eyes, as well as ......

Traitor Doss!

After thanking Panson for the gift again, the red-nosed Benson stood up, "Now, it's time for us to talk." ”

Looking at the believers who surrounded themselves and others in a circle.

The dragon man Kikoda was terrified and said, "You, you can't kill me, I, I have a noble dragon bloodline!" ”

Benson took out his musket, pointed it at him, and said leisurely: "Divine License, Judge, Dragon, what is it?" ”

Bang!

Benson opened fire.

Bang bang!

Believers, they all opened fire.

Portable muskets can't easily kill dragonmen, but portable muskets that are as dense as rain can!

When the three dragonmen were unrecognizable, blood spilled on the church, and dying, Benson also emptied the bullets from the musket.

He turned his head again to look at Doss, a traitor who had fallen to the ground, twitching and frightened.

Doss came back to his senses at this time, quickly got up, knelt on the ground, and said in fear: "You, you can't shoot me, I am also a believer in Panson, one of you!" ”

Benson put away the musket, looked at Doss with pity, and said: "That's right, you were once a believer in Panson, one of us, I respect your decision, and I don't need a musket to see you off, this is my last respect and mercy." ”

As he spoke, he took out Han Sensen's dagger.

Behind him, believers followed suit.

The forest of daggers, enveloping Doss.

The howl resounded through the church.