Zheng Fanshi and Li Daochao pretended to be gods and sent the so-called oracle.

"Obey the oracle!" Wen Wen Fucha bowed.

"Marshal, it seems that things can't be done, we can only fight to the death to serve the Divine Cult!" The military altar said to Wen Wen Fucha.

"There is nothing more glorious than dying on the battlefield! There is nothing more glorious than a samurai to die in a joust! This is a well-deserved honor! Although Wen Wenfucha said this, his eyes were still red, "Okay, then let's fight to the death!" ”

So he ordered all the weapons to be taken out, and the combat auxiliaries were also armed, for the congregation could not be taken prisoner! They must fight to the death.

"These are good soldiers!" Li Daochao said bitterly.

"Yes, they are good soldiers, but now they are going to die for morality, and they deserve to die!" Zheng Fanshi sighed.

"Yan Fanglai, Ji Mi Zhangyang, you two are really villains! Villain! Li Daochao scolded, "I personally commanded these soldiers!" You want to kill them, and I have to avenge this! ”

"Okay, in a while, when our main army is completely wiped out, we will go to their trouble, maybe our army will come to life after death!" Zheng Fanshi laughed.

It's basically impossible!

The generals sent by Yan Fanglai and Ji Mi Zhangyang were also carefully selected, when they attacked Wenwen Fucha's army, they would definitely not completely surround and attack, but would leave a small gap, so that some of Wenwen Fucha's troops would have a chance to break through, so that they would not be able to let the soldiers of the Minshi Sect Divine Army fight to the death, those people, the first thing that came to mind was definitely to break through first!

The so-called opening of the net is actually to avoid the opponent's trapped beast fight, disintegrate its morale, and cannibalize it is the original intention.

"Knock knock knock—" The war drums sounded.

Wen Wen Fucha is now standing on the wall of the capital of the country of Shahan, looking at the enemy like a tide.

"Boom-" This is the spell of the mages in Ji Mi's flamboyant divine army, which attracted a lightning strike.

"Quick, deal with them—" Sniffing Fucha was startled, and a bolt of lightning almost hit him, but it struck and killed his personal guard.

"Hide - this spell comes at the cost of the mage's life, let's dodge first!" The military arena was also frightened, this is a spell of decapitation! Once Wenwen Fucha is killed, the Divine Army will definitely make trouble.

"Qi-" Many of the mages of the Minshi Sect have been taught by Li Daochao, so they still have a certain method for this kind of spell! These people lit the rune paper and began to do it.

"Block—" Those thunderbolts couldn't get close to the city where Wenwen Fucha was!

"Damn, it's still Ji Mi who is arrogant and ruthless, he uses these mages and wants their souls! No matter how you look at it, it's also a good deal. Look at us, let these mages of our own waste our power in the soul system, it seems that our system is going to be changed, how can we let them casually withdraw our power in the soul system? Zheng Fanshi looked at Li Daochao.

"This, it's the rule you set at that time, why do you blame me for everything? How do you say? Li Daochao said.

"This, pinch them immediately, their sacrifice is inevitable anyway, it's a waste to resist so hard, but they will also suffer! Let's let them give up resistance early and see how much they can escape! Zhengfan Shi thought about it, there is nothing to do, now the key is to stop the loss in time!

"I think it's better to reduce their power and cut off the supply all of a sudden, it will make them feel abandoned by God and may surrender!" Li Daochao said.

"You can send an oracle saying that the gods deal with these evil gods and have no mana for them to use, so let them take care of themselves!" Zhengfan Shi said.

"Why did I say it again?" Li Daochao asked.

"Because you're a sub-god!"

"you hemp D!" Although Li Daochao was a little angry, he still issued an oracle!

"Oh no, the spell doesn't work!" The mages screamed.

"Oracle, the war is urgent, the evil god is coming, in order to prevent the evil god from slaughtering my army in Shahan, the two gods have gone to deal with each other's evil gods, and there is no extra mana to support the spell, please do it yourself!" The military altar announced the oracle at this time!

"Oh God! Bless us! Fight to the death! A mage jumped out and began to sacrifice his soul to the Minshi Sect - this kind of self-sacrifice was actually taught by Li Daochao to all the mages of the Minshi Sect, and this was a subject that must be learned.

In fact, this kind of self-sacrifice is just a method of exchanging one's soul for high-intensity spells from their religion.

This is just a kind of transaction, using his soul to make a deal with Zhengfan Shi and Li Daochao.

"Skyfire—" The mage unleashed a spell.

From above, a white light shot down at the other party, and a knight who looked like a general and his horse were illuminated, and immediately burst into flames.

"Ahh

Then the fire slowly went out, and the man died.

Spells aren't really powerful at all, and it's good to be able to kill a few people.

However, spells are like this, if there are no other sacrifices, when the most powerful spell is used by the most powerful mage, it is said that it can kill hundreds or thousands of people gathered together at a time, and what if it is finished? This mage also drained his soul and died himself.

Therefore, spells are classified by the general altar as the so-called art of individual fighting.

Large-scale spells, such as a light rain or a small wind, are not something that a single mage can complete, but requires the strength of a group.

Therefore, when they first started learning spells, most people did not have much power in magic, in addition to fun, it seemed to be a money-losing business, only after learning the profound, it became a kind of earning a slight surplus, so there were naturally fewer people learning spells, and the income from learning spells was much lower than that of practicing martial arts.

"Come again!" The mage sacrificed himself again.

An even thicker white light fell from the sky and fell to the ground like a shattered clod of earth, flying everywhere.

"Ahh

More than a dozen humanoid balls of fire fluttered around, and then before the flames could be extinguished, they fell to the ground.

It caused a lot of chaos. But it soon subsided.

The spell-casting mage fell straight to the ground, and had already sacrificed his soul to Zhengfan Shi and Li Daochao.

"Kill, kill, kill—" The other mages were infected by the emotions of the dead.

The mage group itself is a very rare group, most people like to be alone, but compared with others, they belong to people with a high level of education, pride and inferiority, and relatively simple emotions, so their emotions are easy to be driven.

Each of them cast a desperate spell, and of course, most of them used Skyfire.