Qiang~"

Before everyone could react, St. Luke had already drawn his sword from its sheath.

With the long sound of the sword, he raised his sword and aimed it at the center of the battlefield, and the cold sword light instantly pierced through the rain curtain and slashed straight down.

Like the heavenly river hanging upside down, the terrifying edge pierces people's scalps.

The minotaurs and demons who were fighting were startled, and almost at the same time felt the imminence of death.

If you don't retreat, you will definitely die!

The centaurs on both sides flew backwards like an electric shock.

Under the crisis of life and death, those demons have already exerted their speed to the extreme, and their figures are as fast as lightning.

However, they were fast, and the sword light was faster than them.

Almost as soon as they retreated, the sword light had already slashed down, and the overwhelming sword light instantly overwhelmed them.

"Ahh

"Ahhh

"Ahhhh

Endless screams suddenly rang out on the battlefield.

I don't know how many demons couldn't escape, and they were wiped out in the sword light, and even the black smoke of the high-level demons was almost wiped by the sword light, and they broke out in a cold sweat.

On the contrary, the Minotaur clan thought that they would definitely die this time, but they didn't want the sword light to brush their bodies and slash past. Although the blazing sword light curled the cow's hair on their bodies, not a single minotaur was injured or killed.

A moment later, the sword light dissipated, and a deep sword mark appeared on the ground.

Under the pouring rain, the deep ditch caused by the sword light gathered a lot of rain in the blink of an eye, and it traversed the entire battlefield like the Chu River Han Realm.

On one side of the sword mark was the unscathed Minotaur, and on the other side, the demons who were mostly killed and wounded.

The Minotaur clan watched this scene in a daze, and didn't react for a long time.

For a while, there was silence.

......

"Hehe~" Just outside this planet, a spaceship two or three thousand meters long was quietly suspended in the void.

Wu Hui was lying on the special Taishi chair in front of the bridge, eating the various delicacies that the beautiful angel had peeled and handed over. While enjoying St. Luke's performance, his strength has reached the eight-winged archangel, and it is as easy as opening a matchless demon cub to deal with those weak demon cubs.

Taking advantage of the overlook, Wu Hui also saw the whole picture of the entire morning glow plane through the porthole. Without a doubt, this is a very beautiful planet. However, at this time, the planet seemed to be shrouded in a black mist, and the space was also a little distorted.

Through the distorted space, the black mist is trying to erode the world. Those demonic fogs had already eroded out spatial gaps at the overlap of multiple weak spaces.

All kinds of ugly-looking monsters desperately burrowed through the cracks into the Dawnlight plane, and they gathered in groups waiting for the High Demon Race to enter. Once you wait for a high-level demon clan, you will launch a frantic attack on the nearby Minotaur tribe under the leadership of the other party.

The crisis encountered by this Minotaur tribe is not a single one, now the war on the Dawn Plane has been fully ignited, and there is a spark on the prairie fire, if it is not saved, it is estimated that in less than ten years, the Dawn Plane will be wiped out and swallowed by the mysterious demon civilization.

This is the planetary plane that Wu Hui bought at a great price, pointing to it to generate income.

Settle your mind!

Wu Hui continued to look at St. Luke's side.

The high-level demon whose strength had reached level 9 was shocked by Saint Luke.

He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed his anger and saluted Pilgrim Luke, and asked, "What kind of god is Your Excellency, why do you want to meddle in the affairs of my demon race?"

Although his attitude was polite, there was no lack of hardness in his tone. The person who came was certainly strong, but the demon clan he belonged to was a demon branch from the distant starry sky, and with only their demon branch, the strong people in the clan gathered, and there were even level 11 demon gods in charge, and not everyone could afford to provoke them.

St. Luke glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, but ignored him, but put his sword back in its sheath and looked down at the Minotaurs, who had suffered heavy casualties.

"The Bloodhoof, the Lord of the original plane, has sold this plane to my lord, and from now on, everything on the plane belongs to my lord, including the Minotaurs. ”

He announced in a deep voice, and as he spoke, a majestic spiritual power swept through the audience, and everyone instantly understood the cause and effect.

The transaction is completed in the Coyce trading market, and the whole process is recorded, which can be found at any time, and it cannot be faked.

Black Smoke's face suddenly darkened, and the Minotaur clan was in an instant uproar.

"This, how is this possible?!" The Minotaur Chieftain's eyes widened and he shook his head frantically, refusing to believe all this, "How could the Great Ancestral God abandon us?!"

The already pale face of the minotaur shaman behind him completely faded from blood.

As a shaman, he is one of the closest people to the gods, and he is also one of the most sensitive to the changes of the gods. Thinking of the fact that he had never received feedback from the ancestral gods when he prayed recently, he couldn't even deceive himself.

"I'm afraid what he said is true. ”

His lips trembled, and even his voice trembled.

It takes time to build a faith, but it only takes an instant to collapse.

The Minotaur are born to receive the blessings of their ancestral gods, who are not only their beliefs, their ancestors, but also their spiritual pillars.

Hearing the shaman's words, the minotaur, who was still holding a fluke mentality, suddenly collapsed completely.

Many minotaurs sat directly on the ground, lost their souls, and even some minotaurs cursed directly. The minotaur boys also became confused and overwhelmed.

The Minotaur Chief couldn't help but look up to the sky and roar, his heart was full of pain and confusion. Even the ancestral gods who are connected by blood have abandoned them, what is the point of them supporting them to the death?

In the middle of the cliff, the old shaman hiding in the cave also widened his eyes in disbelief, and muttered to himself with trembling lips: "How can it be...... How could it be ......"

St. Luke's didn't care if they could accept the reality or not.

He didn't know how many minotaur tribes were being hunted down in the entire Dawnlight plane, and he didn't have time to ramble with them, let alone wait for them to come to their senses.

He flapped his wings and landed among the minotaurs, and said lightly: "The plane changes hands, and the original natives on the plane will generally become slaves. But my lord is merciful and willing to give you a chance. ”

As he spoke, he raised his hand and asked for a statue of the god of light from the storage ring.

The statue was three or four people tall, as smooth as jade, and the weather was majestic, and it bloomed with a faint golden light as soon as it landed.

"This is the idol of our Lord God, and you know what to do. ”

Without waiting for them to react, he rose into the air again, flapping his white wings and speeding away in the other direction.

In the sky, a winged golden eye pierced through the clouds and descended from the sky to lead the way for St. Luke.

In the blink of an eye, his figure swirling in the light disappeared into the thick clouds.

"Shaman, Chieftain......"

Seeing St. Luke leave, the minotaurs, who had thought they were safe, suddenly became uneasy.

St. Luke's meaning couldn't be clearer. No god will bless irrelevant people, believe in this god, they are their own people, everything is good to say, otherwise they will have to fend for themselves.

The Minotaur Chief and the Minotaur Shaman looked at each other, hesitate for a moment.

Before the change, they would not even hesitate, and they would definitely not turn their backs on the ancestral gods. However, after being devastated by the ancestral gods, their hearts were shaken.

However, wavering to shaking, the belief in the ancestral gods has long been rooted in their blood and souls, how can the determination to change the faith be so easy?

"Lord Black Smoke, what should we do?" a demon saw St. Luke leaving, and hurriedly approached Black Smoke's side and asked respectfully.

"Now that you're gone, you can do what you want. Black Smoke snorted coldly, "What if a god buys this noodle? If you want to take over the plane, it depends on how many demon gods agree or not." ”

Their demon clan spent a lot of money to get a demon conquest order to go to this planetary plane that was searched by the four-dimensional space.

As long as this plane is occupied, the entire demon race will use this plane as a springboard to gradually erode this star field, or even the entire star continent.

And their team will also get great merit, even his black smoke may get a lot of resources, so that he has the opportunity to be promoted to the demon god, how can he let go of such a good opportunity?

"Lord Black Smoke is right. The demon clan flattered, "There are a few demon gods here, and a small hairy god is not to worry." ”

After saying that, he turned around and kicked the ordinary demons beside him: "What are you doing stupidly? Don't hurry up! Kill all those Minotaurs who don't know what to do!"

The ordinary demon clan was kicked and staggered, but he didn't dare to complain in the slightest, and turned around and led his demon soldiers to kill the minotaur under the cliff.

In an instant, the offensive that had just been suspended resumed, and the minotaurs were surrounded again.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the minotaur chief forced his last breath to the front. However, they all knew in their hearts that they would not be able to survive for long in their current state.

Finally repelled a wave of attacks, and the Minotaur chief added several scars to his body, and his already injured left leg could barely move.

He gasped violently: "Elder Shaman, you have an idea, I will listen to you." ”

Seeing him like this, the minotaur shaman smiled miserably: "Even the ancestral gods have abandoned us, what else do we have to hesitate about? Forget it~ That's it." ”

As he spoke, he turned and knelt down towards the tall and majestic statue, and threw his hands up to the ground.

"Great gods, please bless the Minotaurs......"

His voice was hoarse and vicissitudes, with a desperate determination.

......

Inside the "Inquisitor" battleship, Wu Hui has been paying attention to the situation in the Chenhui plane.

At the moment when the minotaur shaman spoke, his heart suddenly moved, and he found that there was a new faith channel that squeezed out the original faith channel and connected to his godhead.

At the same time, the new channel of faith was still consolidating, becoming more and more solid, and in just a few breaths, it had actually transformed into a devout believer. In this way, the trend of its metamorphosis has not stopped, and it still continues to solidify, but at a much slower speed than before.

"Hehe, sure enough, no matter what kind of creature it is, it is always the most vulnerable at the most critical moment. ”

Wu Hui sighed with emotion.

Moreover, the Minotaur are tendons, and as long as they do not abandon them on their own initiative, it is difficult for them to turn their backs on their faith.

As long as all the remaining minotaurs on the Morning Radiance plane are converted into believers, it won't take many years for him to buy the divine crystals used in the plane and earn them back~

Bloodhoof didn't take these clansmen away, and it was really cheap for him.

"Godhead, upgrade the idol. ”

He didn't let the minotaur shaman wait long, Wu Hui's mind moved, and 1 drop of divine liquid turned into a torrent of energy surging out, and instantly poured into the statue of the god on the Morning Radiance plane along the faith channel.

With the influx of divine power, the idol immediately began to metamorphose and upgrade, and in a short period of time, it was upgraded to level 4, which was equivalent to the level of the god of light in the main church of a principality in the plane of light.

The level 4 idol can store 625 points of divine power, the range of divine power is one hundred and twenty kilometers, and it has a level 4 light blessing aura, a level 4 healing aura, a level 4 purification aura, a level 4 war aura, and four light skills, which are very powerful.

Within the idol's divine range, all friendly combatants will be blessed and enemy combatants will be suppressed.

The transformation was completed, and the statue shook slightly, and suddenly bloomed with a thousand divine lights.

This light is brilliant and brilliant, like the dawn of dawn, bringing infinite hope.

As soon as the divine light came, the clouds overhead began to dissipate as if they had met a nemesis, and even the pouring rain began to weaken rapidly.

In just a few breaths, the clouds dissipated, the rain stopped, and the scorching sun reappeared in the sky. The sun shines and everything shines.

The minotaur was still immersed in the grief and anger of being abandoned by the ancestral god, and when he saw this, he was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly exclaimed: "Elder Shaman, the statue of the god ...... Idol ......"

The minotaur shaman was praying with his forehead pressed against the ground, and when he heard this voice, he quickly raised his head.

He was blown away by what he saw.

When worshipping the ancestral gods, the statues of the ancestral gods will also show a bit of mystery, but there is no such atmosphere. This god who took over the Dawn Plane is so strong?

Just as he was terrified, a halo suddenly swung out on the idol.

This aura was as ethereal as the morning light, but it was incredibly fast, and it swept over the bodies of all the minotaurs without a sound.

The minotaur shaman felt a warm force melt into his body as the aura swept by.

The power was as gentle and gentle as the spring drizzle, nourishing his body, which was almost exhausted. In just a few moments, his body was rejuvenated and his face was flushed again.

At the same time, the other minotaurs around him also felt the change brought about by this force.

The exhaustion caused by the continuous fierce battle disappeared silently, the exhausted physical strength began to recover rapidly, the bleeding wounds stopped bleeding, the severed limbs regrew granulations, and the small wounds had healed silently, and even the scars were barely visible......

The warm power of light surged through them, and their already strong muscles were moisturized, becoming tougher and more powerful.

For a while, as long as the minotaurs who did not die, almost all of them recovered most of their combat effectiveness, and even the most seriously injured minotaur chieftain was half of his injuries, and even his strength increased a lot, his hooves became more powerful, and his movements of wielding weapons became more rapid.

"Divine grace! It's divine grace! Our minotaur clan is saved!"

The minotaur shaman burst into tears, so excited that his voice trembled.

He kowtowed to the idol one after another, knocking so hard that the tough leather on his forehead was almost worn out, and he had no intention of stopping.

The faith channel above his head also condensed and transformed into a fanatic believer almost instantly.

Noticing the changes in the Minotaur clan, Black Smoke, a high-ranking demon who had not paid attention to the statue at all, suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

However, before he could ponder where this premonition came from, an ethereal aura like morning light swept across his body, sweeping through the entire demon camp in an instant.

In an instant, a terrifying coercion crushed down as if the sky had fallen on the ground.

Black Smoke only felt as if he was in the hot magma in an instant, the bones up and down his body seemed to be burning, and even the demonic qi in his body was scurrying wildly as if he had encountered a natural enemy, and he used all his energy to suppress it before he could barely control his demonic qi.

Even he is like this, let alone those low-level demons?

The terrible wails of the low-level demons were instantly heard around them, and in the wail, the surface of their bodies bubbled up one after another as if they had been scorched. As if shrouded in the light of the morning sun, the bubble quickly burst, and the black demonic qi continued to vent out in the bursts of "zila" sounds, and the situation was miserable.

This shrouded them like the nemesis of the demons, and the blink of an eye greatly weakened the combat power of these low-level demons.

This pure power of light......

Black Smoke's face suddenly changed: "Bright God Clan!"

Damn, how could it be the Light Protoss?

The Light Protoss is a fairly ancient race in the universe, and it is rumored that it once dominated the entire universe when it was at its strongest, and now although it has declined, there are still many different branches in the universe.

Although he hadn't really seen the Bright God Clan, he had also heard from the elders of the clan about how difficult this ancient race was, and how many methods were to restrain the demon race.

He never thought that such an inconspicuous small plane as the Morning Radiance Plane could actually attract the Light God Clan!

However, at this moment, even if he recognized that the idol was related to the Light Protoss, it would be too late.

Seeing that the demon clan was suppressed by the aura effect, the Minotaur shaman perked up and hurriedly shouted: "Clansmen, the divine grace has come to the world, and the time has come to counterattack!"

As he spoke, he skillfully waved the bone staff, and a blood-colored aura glowing with golden light spread from the bone staff, quickly enveloping all the minotaurs inside.

This is the shamanic witchcraft of the Minotaur shaman to "boost morale". Infested with the aura of light, the shaman's sorcery nearly doubled in power.

Under the pervasive blood qi, the morale of the Minotaur clan suddenly soared.

The Minotaur Chieftain swept away the oncoming demons with a stick, stomped his right hoof on the ground, and raised his head and let out an excited roar: "Roar~ Kill, kill, avenge the brothers!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The minotaurs who were still alive stomped on the ground and roared, and even the old minotaur who was originally guarded in the center couldn't help but grab his weapons and rushed over with a roar.

The enraged black smoke was suddenly drowned out by the surging minotaurs.

In the blink of an eye, the situation that had been completely defeated was suddenly reversed, and the demon clan was suppressed by the minotaurs and retreated, until they withdrew from the range shrouded by the halo before they barely recovered a little decline.

This scene under the cliff is just the beginning.

At the same time that the Minotaurs began to counterattack, St. Luke had already flown to another tribe inhabited by the Minotaurs.

The situation in this tribe is not as dire as the previous one, but it is not optimistic. St. Luke announced the change of planes as usual, and then left the idol behind and rushed to the next tribe of minotaurs. The same scene played out in this tribe of minotaurs.

In less than half a day, one god after another took root among the Minotaur tribe, and one god statue was a stronghold, covering half of the morning light plane like a web.

With the help of the idol, the situation of the comprehensive rout of the Minotaur clan was finally greatly alleviated, and relying on the idol, a series of positional offensive and defensive battles began, and the original offensive of the demon clan was finally contained.

On the battleship "Inquisitor", Wu Hui was in a pretty good mood.

The Minotaur has an upright personality, a simple mind, and his faith loyalty is obviously much higher than that of those humans on the Aesop plane, and St. Luke's operation has made him 67 more fanatics.

With his current net worth, although these few fanatical believers are nothing, the Minotaur clan is said to have 500 million people, even if the population has plummeted due to the encirclement and suppression of the demon race, the total number is still considerable.

When all these minotaurs have become his followers, even if the efficiency of the idol's collection of faith power is much lower than that of the godhead, it can still make the amount of divine power he harvests every day skyrocket.

"Your Majesty, these demons are really hateful. Saint John had been wrinkling his eyebrows and looking at the picture transmitted back by the Eye of Light, and at this moment he suddenly spoke, "It's a pity that those demon clans' lairs are opposite those spatial cracks, otherwise, my subordinates will definitely lead troops to wipe them out." ”

"There's no hurry. The real powerhouse of the demon clan hasn't made a move yet, and this battle will not be finished for a while and a half. ”

After more than 100 years of polishing, Wu Hui's demeanor is now more and more calm, and his actions are becoming more and more unhurried.

He said in a deep voice: "Pass the order, order the Divine Weapon Temple to build a door embryo of a space gate within three days, and I will build a space gate between the Minotaur plane and the kingdom of God so that I can support at any time." ”

"Yes, Your Majesty. ”

Wu Hui gave an order, and the Divine Weapon Hall immediately started running at high speed like a gear. In less than three days, the hatch of a spatial door was built.

Wu Hui used the method of building the space gate on the Aesop plane to give the oracle to the shaman of the minotaur plane, asking them to build an altar to worship the gods, and soon marked the space anchor point of the morning glow plane through the altar, established a stable space channel, and solidified the channel on the space gate.

With this spatial gate, once there is any disturbance in the Minotaur plane, the Kingdom of God can immediately send reinforcements.

This is also the fact that the Kingdom of God is now fighting more and has insufficient troops, otherwise it will directly send an army of angels to suppress the realm, and the demons will not even think of the door of the space gap.

At the same time, behind those suppressed demonic fogs, there were bursts of terrifying roaring gods, and the demonic fog twisted wildly, as if some peerless demons were about to rush into the Dawn Radiance plane on the opposite side.

"My lord!" St. Luke arched his hand slightly worriedly, "The demon clan on the other side of the folding space is very powerful, do we want to send out a large army, put one or two first, and then comprehensively encircle and suppress it, and cut off the opponent's arm?"

Wu Hui was very calm, his spiritual power swept through those constantly distorted spaces, and he smiled: "This is an excellent opportunity, you lead the army to guard the Chenhui plane, block and strengthen those spatial gaps, and put all the demons below level 10 into it, and sharpen those minotaurs." In addition, a large army was also mobilized from the two planes of Light and Aesop to support. Don't be in a hurry, play slowly, and play for a hundred years. The degree of it, you can grasp it yourself. ”

Wu Hui understands that war is the best catalyst for spreading faith.

"Yes, my lord!" said St. Luke, who knelt down on one knee and received the command. As long as it is my lord's command, whatever it is, he will unswervingly carry it out.

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