The surging negative energy overflowed from the red-robed man's seven orifices, and judging from the terrifying energy density, it actually broke through the level of a three-star wizard in an instant!

With the crazy influx of negative energy, under the tearing of that huge energy, the bronze stone slab was shattered in an instant. The scarlet claws that cut through the stone slab continued unabated, and they attacked Jiang Feng without stopping.

However, as soon as the sharp claws approached the defensive barrier around Jiang Feng, they turned into reddish-brown powder and dispersed like weightless sand.

The surging negative energy receded like a tide, and the red-robed man fell to the ground silently like a puppet with a broken thread.

The shriveled skin did not see a hint of oil, like human skin draped over a skull frame, and the whole body was covered in chapped folds. The last rays of miserable green light were drawn from his seven orifices, his pupils lost their color, and his lips were dry, muttering with the last of his strength.

"No, don't give up on me, I'm okay...... Please, Lord Solore......"

The voices behind are no longer audible.

After confirming that he was dead, Jiang Feng didn't look at him again, but looked at Xiao Bai, who was fighting against the barbarians.

With the fall of the red-robed man, the battle of one man and one beast gradually divided the winners and losers.

Without the support of witchcraft, Gruch gradually regained his senses, and the muscles of his body were uncontrollably sore.

Catching Gruqi's momentary mistake, Xiao Bai, whose muscles swelled all over his body, roared angrily, clenched the cross sword with both hands, and struggled to open Gruqi's clenched two-handed battle axe, and swept out with another slash, the blade wiped Gruqi's throat and slashed the head away.

Even fearless beasts, after suffering beyond endurance, develop fears of invincible power.

In the Far North Wasteland, where the law of the jungle is followed, those who can become the chieftains of the barbarian tribes are the strongest among the tribes. With the death of Gruch, the barbarian soldiers finally lost the courage to continue fighting and began to rout.

Jiang Feng casually threw out a few ground thorns, piercing through several barbarian warriors beside him, and then turned his fist into a palm and gently shook it at the barbarian warrior who was fleeing.

Rock-made arms poked out from under the shattered slabs and grabbed the barbarian warrior's ankles. The barbarian warrior screamed, and immediately fell into a dog and was imprisoned in place.

As Jiang Feng and Xiao Bai also joined the battlefield, these barbarian soldiers were quickly slaughtered.

At this point, the war is over.

Captain Kairut entered the church with a part of the people and released the townsfolk who were imprisoned in the church.

The other part of the people followed Jiang Feng into Baron Fred's manor.

Passing through the rusted iron fence and looking at the miserable situation in the manor, the sailors standing behind Jiang Feng turned pale one after another. Some people with poor psychological tolerance even cover their mouths and make a suppressed retching sound.

"It seems that this manor is no longer inhabitable, so it is better to keep it for those aborigines and turn it into a cemetery." Jiang Feng sighed softly.

Blood-drenched heads, provoked by stakes engraved with incantations, formed a strange formation in the central garden of the manor. Scarlet chaotic energy lingered in the center of the altar, outlining a swirling trajectory in the mist-filled air.

Stumps and severed arms were scattered everywhere, blood soaked the ground, and young resentful spirits were bound in place by spells, unable to return to the kingdom of God of faith, and even ordinary people could hear the sobs buried in the mist.

At least more than a thousand people died here.

It's hard to imagine how the barbarian soldiers slaughtered these unarmed civilians after the capture of the port of Sevit.

Without saying anything, he took out a burning potion from the spatial ring and poured it on the pile of corpses next to him.

Jiang Feng snapped his fingers, and a wisp of fire popped out of his index finger.

Rumble!

Thick flames ignited, burning corpses all over the ground. In the mist of green smoke that rose, he saw the hovering spirits of the dead, breaking through the edge of the scarlet mist, drifting towards the other side beyond the reach of the naked eye.

Let's hope Shersa's parents aren't there.

With a sigh in his heart, he turned around, and Jiang Feng waved his hand to the sailor behind him.

"Let's go, Mosa."

……

In the church, a barbarian warrior was kneeling with his hands tied behind his back and a musket pointed to the back of his head. This captive was grabbed by Jiang Feng with the hand of the rock. Standing in front of him at this moment was a young man in a priest's robe, flipping through the sacred scriptures with trembling fingers.

"Our Lord has said that if you throw yourself into the Light, the Light will forgive your sins, and you will still be able to enter the kingdom of God after death......"

Because he was too nervous, he bit his tongue twice in a complete sentence.

The barbarian warrior's face was written with unyielding rebelliousness, and he sneered mockingly.

"Be honest." The sailor behind him cursed, raised the butt of his rifle and gave him a hard blow on the back.

The barbarian warrior snorted, but did not speak.

The butt of the gun was firmly struck, and the rock-hard muscles did not leave a single bruise.

"Carlo." In a hoarse voice, he said.

"What is he talking about?" Captain Kairut, who was standing with his arms crossed, noticed that his mouth was moving, and looked at the priest standing in front of him and asked.

The young priest looked dazed and shook his head.

This is the door of the church pushed open.

"Coward, that's what Northland says." Jiang Feng, who was wearing a gray cloak, walked in and closed the door behind him, "It seems that you were ridden on the head by a captive?" ”

Captain Kairut had a look of shame on his face, and quickly lowered his head: "My lord, he won't recruit anything." ”

"It's not that the Father's grace can't move him, it's just that he ......doesn't understand the language," the young pastor reluctantly argued.

"Come on, he obviously speaks Rick, I don't have the time to play missionary games with you, you can go and stay on the sidelines, or go to Baron Fred's manor to comfort the souls of the dead citizens." Jiang Feng didn't pay any attention to the pale-faced priest, walked straight up to the barbarian warrior, looked down at him, and continued to speak, "I'll give you three seconds to think about it. To cooperate or not, you just need to nod or shake your head. ”

The barbarian warrior gave him a contemptuous look and twisted his head stiffly.

Jiang Feng didn't laugh angrily and raised his eyebrows.

"Very well, no one has ever told you, never offend a wizard."

Especially wizards who understand science.

There was no nonsense, he pulled Jiang Feng out of the Galaxy K6, turned down the launch power, and shot him in the arm.

There was a bang.

The barbarian warrior snorted, his pupils glazed.

"You killed him?" Listening to the familiar and different sound of gunfire, Captain Kerut hesitated.

"Nano warhead, give him some medicine." It doesn't matter if Captain Kairut can understand it or not, Jiang Feng explained simply.

For the aborigines who are weak in mental strength and low in immune activity, the medicinal effect of this elixir is almost absolute.

Waiting for the nano-sized particles to circulate through his whole body with the blood circulation, Jiang Feng asked the barbarian warriors who had fallen into a state of dementia.

"How many of you have landed in Port Sevet?"

"Twelve tribes." The barbarian warrior muttered.

Obviously he didn't have a number of specific people.

"Twelve tribes, just that?" Jiang Feng raised his eyebrows.

"The one who stayed in Port Servit to help the Apostle complete the ritual was the Gray Wolf Tribe led by Lord Gruch, and 11 other tribes went into the forest to follow the Apostle to find the half-elf village." The barbarian warrior replied in a muffled voice.

Half-elf village?!

Jiang Feng's heart faintly rose a hint of badness, his face changed slightly, and he said in a deep voice.

"When did they leave?"

The barbarian warrior's answer made Jiang Feng's mood fall to the bottom all of a sudden.

"Yesterday morning, after the town hall, Lord Gargamel led the people into the forest."

A day and a night have passed......

What he feared the most happened after all.