Seventy-four The saints attacked
In the darkness, Bakken shouted, "Getrix, stop!" Said: "Don't earn it!" You can't compete with the Black Coffin Sword Saint, this High Priest Spell of the Bal Sect is very dangerous! You don't know what will be released! β
Gottrix recited a creepy incantation, and Bartix shouted
After reading the sentence, Gottrix scolded, "Shut up! Suddenly, the entire space became unusually bright, and netherworld flames burned on every wall. It was like a large chapel of a church, with broken chairs and numerous cages hanging high in the air, among which was a charred corpse. Bakken, Bartiques, and Gottlik are on the altar and on the pulpit.
The hall was gloomy, and there was a cold aura that roamed everywhere, and the mortal who seemed to have been executed for this kind watched the cruelest punishment fall on the person in front of him, and listened to the screams of that person, and his fear increased exponentially.
Getterix laughed, "Balism.... Hehe, born here, the original founder of Bal Religion, was born in this abyss. Do you think... Know the story? β
Michael shouted, "No interest, Longkey, kill this lich." β
Gertlix cast arcane spells to hide himself in the darkness, and he says, "Remor's spells mimic the power of the admonitions of all the bloods, and I can do what you can do, and now, accept the wrath of the demons." β
It was like a wail from hell resounding among the caged corpses, desperate and painful, full of longing and pleading. Gottrix laughed, "It was the Bloods who created the demons of the Bal Religion!" Because at that time, angels from heaven were hunting these blood-sucking monsters that created empires and enslaved humanity. The Bloods need soldiers, so they're merging demons with humans and Bloodlines, and see what this is! β
Ping-pong, booming, things in the cage fell to the ground one after another, their bodies fat and huge, their bodies blackened, and the sound of strangulation in their throats sounded like that of strangled people.
The mask said, "It's a grudge." β
Gottrix said, "Yes, resentment! You know a lot, the souls of these dead are never far away, they are different from the living corpses, they only remember the pain of life, and the pain makes them angry. β
The resentment began to run wildly, and the footsteps were as heavy as thunder. Michael shouted: "Shoot, crash them!" The subject fired a round of Excalibur bullets that pierced through the bodies of the resentful, but they did not fall, and in an instant they were near.
Dong Dingqi's horns turned red, piercing a resentment, and that resentment fell on fire. Cork slit the abomination with his tail and claws, and Isin fired sharp nails that pierced into the body of the resentment.
Zhao Luo shouted loudly: "I will slay demons and destroy demons in the name of the Sword of Salot!" She slashed out the flames, and several of the Hatreds were consumed in flames in front of her.
Michael took his thoughts, and the resentments slowed down in front of him, and seemed to lose his anger, and Michael shot the resentment in the head.
Gottrix laughed, "These low-level undead creatures have lived for a long time, but they haven't grown at all, right?" It's useless, it's so useless! β
The saint knew that the crowd could handle it, and he was on guard against Gottrix, and he was on guard against the rest of his schemes, and he was looking for traces of Gottlix.
"Of course, it's useless to have a grudge, for these monsters are powerful, but they are no match for the angels they hunt. They needed more powerful demons, and humans who could contain them, known as the Hellshas, the spirits who had first escaped from Hell. β
Yi Xin shouted in a frightened voice, "Earthshatter? β
Gottrix: "Yes, you've heard of the name of the Hell, too?" There are three followers of the Bal religion, three .... Children, they were turned into vampires by the Bloods and thrown into a well that led to hell. The Flood ancestors did this countless times, but only these three children were left. The three children came back from the well, and they were no longer their former selves because there was already a demon in them.
It was they who created the Bal religion, and it was they who raised the banner against the Bloods. They failed, and even the power of the demons could not compete with all the flood ancestors at that time. Two of the children are missing, but one remains here, a prisoner of sorrow, whom the Bloods study and marvel at his powerful and strange powers. Because, this demon Grand Duke Barr personally chosen.
The name of the Heevil, Salisar, the demon of the storms and the seas, is now called by me to destroy these bloods, and destroy the enemies of my Bal cult! β
In the altar, there was an additional figure, a boy who had not grown up, and since he was a child, he had become a blood clan and had lost the opportunity to grow.
Before, no one noticed him, for he had become part of the altar, an inconspicuous statue, another charred corpse, but now, he moved his body, stretched his hands and feet, and gradually transformed into a demon.
The demon looked like a coral rock or an extinct volcano that had been at the bottom of the ocean for hundreds of years, covered in moss, seaweed, and stains that dotted his body, and the seaweed was his beard and long hair. His eyes were golden, and his body was unusually muscular, made of rocks at the bottom of the sea, and he stood up and looked at us silently.
The Saint knew that this enemy was extraordinary, and even after surviving the dark and withered underground dungeons for unimaginable years, he was still troubled and full of anger.
The saints said to the people, "Go quickly, get out of here." β
Dong Dingqi hurriedly said: "Gottlix, you idiot, your wishful thinking has failed!" The Earth Demon needs to collect faith, otherwise it is not as good as an ordinary demon, what do you think can be the use of this old antique that has been buried for thousands of years and tens of thousands of years? β
Salisar raised his head to the sky and groaned like a pack of whales and dolphins under the sea, and the demon subjects fell backwards in agony, blood streaming from their ears, and then Salisar unleashed a tsunami-like wave that was not unlike Getrix's, enough to destroy a church like a child's building block, and overturn the freighter and sink to the bottom of the sea.
The saints created a shield that protected everyone, and they were swept up into the sky by the great waves, and the people were exclaiming, their courage was gone, and they were out of control, but the saints resisted the great waves.
The cathedral was crushed by the waves, and the boulders flew into the sky like pebbles, and everyone was caught in a huge whirlpool, and they were all pushed into the distance. Salisar moved freely in the water, and the pilgrims and others rushed forward, and the saints stabbed a shot, but Salisar did not expect the saints to attack so quickly, so he had to dodge.
The saint swung his stronger telekinesis, interrupting the great wave, and they all fell to the ground, which seemed to be the outskirts of the Second Blood City, and there were some towers of silence standing on low hills, and the crows in the sky were hiding in the guise of dark clouds, and they let out a piercing noise when they saw the destruction of the cathedral.
Even though the subjects weren't hit by the waves, they were dizzy when they went up and down, and Virgy adjusted his breath and asked, "Why.... Why does he have such power? Where did he get his faith from? β
The saint replied, "It is a ghost, and the ghost of the dead here believes in Salisar, and this faith complements Salisar's magic." β
Michael actually laughed and said, "Longey, it's up to you again." β
Salisar descended from the sky, and the saints knew that this demon was in charge of the storm and the sea, and that he and Constancia were imprisoned in the depths of darkness with the same resentment.
This demon is far stronger than Belfiger, who possesses Bella, but he has a fatal weakness, and that is sunlight.
The saints shouted, "All for cover!" Suddenly, he launched the Extermination Blade, pointed at the tip of the spear, and a thousand rays of sunlight shone on Salisar, which was like a strong and abnormal sun on a summer afternoon, and in an instant, Salisar was overwhelmed by a pillar of light.
When the sunlight dissipated, the saint found that Salisar was fine, and that he had surrounded himself with dark clouds to block the sunlight, and his body was surrounded by ocean currents, which further blocked the sunlight.
The Saint had fought against the Flood Ancestor Lassen, and this Salisar was undoubtedly close to the former, if not as mysterious as the Shadow Blood, but no less dangerous and changeable.
Salisar struck another torrent, smaller than the one that had destroyed the church before, but just as strong as it was to cause a flood. The saint swung his spear, and the sword scattered the flood, and Salisar crashed into the saint from one side, and the saint floated a hundred meters away in the air, and saw Salisar chasing him, so he adjusted his position in the air, and with one shot, he cut through the water flow around him, and another ray of sunlight shot out.
Salisar screamed "ah" and protected himself with dark clouds in time. The saints stabbed the spears and fought back with lightning speed, and Salisar unleashed a greater current of water, going back and forth with the saints, without backing down, and they soon shattered the earth, destroying trees and rocks. Michael, they were so frightened that they did not dare to linger and fled until they could no longer see the two of them.
Yi Xin said, "Duke, he'll be fine." β
Dong Dingqi said: "No one can imagine what the outcome of this battle will be, and can only hope that the duke will win." β
Soon, they found another strange place in the jungle, it was like a sacrificial pavilion, shaped like an upside-down black octopus, all the tentacles were fixed in the air, and where each tentacle was connected to the body, there were cages, this pavilion was located in a large clearing, and there were more than ten black lines around the pavilion, with the pavilion as the center, extending to the end of the line of sight.
They soon felt that this place was extremely important, and even the behemoth churches and gloomy castles of Blood City were far from being compared to this pavilion, which seemed to be the center of the entire Blood City.
They were secretly attracted to this place.
Zhao Luo stretched out her hand and touched the building, her eyes were wide open at this time, and she looked at the person standing in the center of the altar with a look of great surprise.
The tall man turned around, he had a handsome face, long hair like a dragon's beard, and cold, angry eyes.
Zhao Luo said in a slight and loving voice, "Yak Moci? β
Jacques Motzβor perhaps Abelβlooked back at Zhao Luo, seemingly searching for her face in his own chaotic memories.
He asked, "Light cicadas?" β
Zhao Luo nodded vigorously and said, "It's me, you still remember everything, right?" β