Chapter Eighty-Five: The Plundering of Faith
"Damn, what the hell is going on!"
High in the air, Chloe Jameson's face was a little ugly.
Originally, there were more powerhouses at all levels in the Yohote camp than in the Huaguo camp. Before today, he had been smooth sailing on the battlefield, and he had gained a lot of faith by killing enemies.
Unexpectedly, he received a warning signal for some reason, and all his companions around him withdrew, and he was alone, and he couldn't continue to stay.
"Those so-called high-ranking generals are all a bunch of idiots! Idiot! β
After he was angry and scolded in his heart, he couldn't help but put out a little bit of spiritual power, and when he looked at his magic net number again, his face looked a little better.
If it weren't for these beliefs, he would have come here as a mercenary with his head caught in the door!
"With the magician chick I killed yesterday, the faith should be 5,000, right?"
Thinking of the ecstasy she tasted before killing that yellow-skinned chick, Chloe Jameson's heart couldn't help but waver.
Suddenly, the smile on his face froze, and he looked like he had seen a ghost.
"What about the faith I redeemed? How can it be 0! Where are my beliefs! β
At this moment, a dark green sword suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, dissipating Chloe Jameson's body with a hideous face.
"5034 points, not bad."
In the bedroom, a smile suddenly appeared on Qi Yuan's face, more than 5,000 points of faith, if converted into rand currency, it is enough for billions. If it is used to release the magic shield, it is enough for him to use it a few times.
And that's just the harvest from a sixth-order magician.
"Johot's third base, in that direction, right?"
Qi Yuan looked in one direction, smiled slightly, and his speed increased instantly, flying in the direction of the Yohote base.
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A few hundred kilometers away, in the third base of Huaguo.
Countless extraordinarily strong people were gathering in a conference room, and many people had some doubts on their faces.
A middle-aged man in the center of the conference hall also had a confident smile on his face.
He is the commander of the third base of Huaguo, the Knight of the Bright Sun, Zheng Guoxuan!
Zheng Guoyan's gaze swept over the faces of many high-ranking officers, and he chuckled: "Everyone! Did you know any news? β
"Yesterday, the fools of Yohoat angered a strong man, and nearly three or four percent of the extraordinary generals in the base were all killed!"
After hearing that Zheng Guoqian announced the news, countless gasping voices suddenly sounded in the conference hall.
Immediately afterwards, the faces of many generals showed excitement and excitement.
For all this time, their situation in the third battlefield has been at a disadvantage.
Unexpectedly, this kind of surprise suddenly came, which turned the situation around in an instant!
"Commander Zheng, I don't know which strong man helped us?"
Many generals asked.
"I don't know." Zheng Guojian shook his head, "It should be a strong man in the neutral camp." β
"Haha, it must be where those idiots are propagating their beliefs and angering that strong man!"
"Chances are, they're just a bunch of crazy people!"
Many generals had smiles on their faces and couldn't help but be overjoyed.
Zheng Guowei coughed lightly, and only after he regained his silence did he speak: "This kind of opportunity must not be missed!" I have already reported to the country, and in the next few days, a general offensive will be arranged! β
Hearing the news, the faces of many generals were stunned.
More than a dozen battlefields are almost in a stalemate so far, and none of them have yet been decided. It's a bit too early to go on the general offensive now.
A short-haired general with a dark yellow face stood up, "Commander, I don't know how we deal with those magic spells?" β
The others nodded secretly, since the beginning of the war, they were really disgusted by those magic skills! They even encountered a knight who suddenly burst out with a magician's move, who could stand it?
"It is precisely because of the consideration of divine art that it is necessary to do it as soon as possible!" Zheng Guowei said in a calm tone, "If it drags on any longer, they will accumulate more and more faith." β
"Now, let's start discussing specific tactical ......"
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In the blink of an eye, Qi Yuan had already flown to the place where he had killed more than a dozen transcendents yesterday.
He didn't stop, but continued to fly in the direction of the base.
In the third base of Johot, an alarm suddenly sounded, and in a few moments, a platoon of ten patrolling officers had flown out of the base.
"What people!"
They looked at Qi Yuan, who was standing alone outside the base, and slowly began to approach and surround him.
A golden-haired transcendent general at the head shouted: "Report your intention!" β
Qi Yuan's gaze swept over the four of them, and a smile appeared on his face.
Randall Charlins, 47,024 points. Barra Corey, 6353 points ......"
"It adds up to 100,000, and sure enough, the descendants are different."
Qi Yuan's words were not loud, and these patrol officers were still some distance away from him, and they didn't hear him say anything. Only the golden-haired man who was the leader looked at Qi Yuan's mouth movements, and was stunned for a moment, his face suddenly showed a look of horror, and his eyes were even more round.
After he reacted, he quickly shouted: "Catch him!" Immediately! Fast! β
At this time, the other patrol officers also noticed that something was wrong, and all of them released attacks on Qi Yuan.
Qi Yuan chuckled lightly and waved his hand to release a sword ray.
A moment later, Qi Yuan was the only one left in the air.
"Well, 103231 o'clock, it's 100,000."
Qi Yuan glanced at his current belief quota, and then Shi Ran consumed 50,000 beliefs to exchange himself for a top-level divine shield at the transcendent level. Immediately, a layer of colorful streamer shield covered his body.
Qi Yuan nodded slightly, this kind of divine shield he had seen on those two bishops of the Eunice Church when he was in Nagosuo. Even a Sunshine-level attack can withstand several times.
With this kind of life-saving hole card of the Bright Sun powerhouse, as long as you don't die by yourself, even in the top transcendent battle, you can get out of the way.
Qi Yuan stood leisurely in the air outside the Yoho Special Base, and shouted: "Everyone inside, give me out!" β
The shout was heard far away, especially in the sound of the siren.
In a matter of moments, a group of transcendents flew out of the base. At the head was a stout man with a big beard.
The group of people looked at Qi Yuan with a hint of surprise in their eyes.
Is this man crazy? No one has ever dared to come to the special base to be presumptuous.
The bearded Wende's face was gloomy, his eyes were fixed on Qi Yuan, and his face suddenly turned cold, "Are you the guy who killed Clemi?" β
"Clever!" Qi Yuan grinned.
Wen De snorted coldly: "It's not a small amount of courage, but people are too stupid!" You're here to beg for mercy? Or surrender? β
Qi Yuan's face showed a strange look, "You are so naΓ―ve, how did you become the commander?" β