The war is far from over, but lies dormant in a silent way, waiting for an opportunity to break out again, and the outbreak is far more violent, far from being comparable to this small battle! Fuji Yuan looked at the corpses in the distance, and her heart gradually became more steady, she had used the ability she had gained to shield their perception and expel them, she could not resist the huge number of zombies alone, unless she could let the dazzling light she believed in come in person!

But it's impossible, that's majestic! An incomparably sacred being! He couldn't have come to earth because she was a saint! God has His own considerations, and maybe they are just one of His many followers, and she may be just one of His many saints, and such a value is not worth it for such a great man.

Fuji Yuan she understands that although she is young, she understands more than many people, because she has been gifted by God, she has obtained the power she wants, and the development of her brain is far beyond ordinary people.

"Depart, warriors of my lord! Your honor will be written in the canons of the Church, it is a tragic battle, and you are heroes! Guarded my lord's powerless lambs! They felt safe and warm......"

The tragic triumphant song sounded in everyone's hearts, they had never felt this sad emotion, they had never thought that they would be separated from life and death, they had never been afraid of those zombies, and they had never felt such fear! At this moment, they understood why this cup was called the end times, why His Excellency the Bishop desperately made them practice their fighting skills like crazy, and why His Highness warned herself again and again to be pious in her faith in God!

This time they all got it! There is no such thing as nothing in the world that is not earned for nothing! They must trade everything they have for their lives! Because it's balanced! It's a fair deal!

They themselves had only believed in the god for safety and food, and they felt fortunate that they were more religious than most people, and that they had been elected to the Holy Order (the general name of the Twelve Legions) and become a member of it, with powers that no mortal could have, but they had never imagined that the burden and responsibility on their shoulders were so heavy!

At this time, they only have that mysterious god in their hearts! Because they know that when they surrender everything to that great being, they will receive the most precious reward! They are able to protect their companions and loved ones! Destroy these dehumanized and unconscious walking dead!

The power of faith poured out of them in a steady stream, heading towards the void, entering a mysterious world through layers of space.

"Praise the Shine! Praise the Lord! ”

The group dragged their tired bodies back towards the safety zone, and at the forefront was Fuji Yuan, who was surrounded by four people carrying something covered in plastic sheeting, including Zong Hui, the leader of the Sunset Legion. It was extremely heavy, and the four people carrying the corpse felt like they were carrying a solid piece of steel.

Fuji Yuan glanced at the covered corpse beside her, slowly closed her eyes, her golden eyes gradually dissipated, and she returned to her blind state again.

……

In the safety zone, everyone quietly waited for the triumphant warrior, the white light that fell from the sky directly broke through the thick dark clouds and fell directly downward, the shocking scene made them extremely excited! They felt a familiar breath in it, and it was the breath of God!

When in the distance, when a figure appeared at the door of the community, everyone quickly moved forward and surrounded it, and they shouted and cheered excitedly, this is a victory!

"Thank you, Flare!"

The people cheered, not noticing the sad faces, they were crazy, they were shouting, they were rejoicing, they wanted to kiss this victory! They know they're safe! The zombie is away from them! The cheers continued for a long time, but the scene became more and more silent, because someone finally realized that the atmosphere was wrong, and the hero in front of him did not have any cheers, and his face was full of sadness!

What's going on? Why?

This question swirled over everyone's heads, and they did not notice in the slightest that it was a war! A tragic battle! A ploy to fulfill them at the expense of the ego!

Suddenly, the crowd dispersed to both sides, revealing a passageway, and at this moment everyone fell silent, and the whole scene became silent and silent in an instant.

The returning warriors looked at the passage in front of them.

"Grief is a powerful motivator, turning sadness into strength! Warrior of our Lord! This heroic scene of yours will be present in the kingdom of the Lord forever...... You show your devout faith by your deeds! Praise be to you! Praise the Lord ......"

Xiao Feng walked towards the triumphant legion knights in front of him step by step, he was wearing a luxurious robe that Yun Bo had formulated, looking extremely noble, and there was a powerful momentum missing from his body, intimidating everyone present, his words were filled with praise and sadness, like a spring breeze soothing everyone's heart.

"Your Excellency the Bishop......"

The knights wanted to speak but stopped, and some even cried directly, the cry was shocking, tragic, and tear-jerking. That's when everyone realizes that these are people like them! Living people! Not the so-called Iron Warriors! They have thrown away their identities and abilities, and they are all fragile people like them!

"Feel the power within you, the power that comes from the light of our Lord! Feel it! Trust it! Believe in the great Shine! Xiao Feng walked to the front of a knight who was crying bitterly, stretched out his palm and put it on his head, and a milky white light emitted out, which was baptizing him, only to see that the wound on the knight's body that had not yet recovered gradually healed, and finally recovered as before.

Seeing this scene, the tranquil words, the high and holy bishops who believed in the gods they believed in! The god who is called the Shining Light! His holy name kept echoing in their hearts, and they felt a very powerful and divine power.

Is this the power of flare? So peaceful and warm?

Fuji Yuan stood silently beside Xiao Feng, she nodded to Jin Yaoyu and the many clergy legion leaders who had been following Xiao Feng, and then fell silent.

"Your Excellency......," the knights wept bitterly, and their miserable cries stirred up the sorrow of the hearts.

Xiao Feng shook his head, he glanced around at the believers who were looking here, he could feel that at this moment, the faith of these believers had increased by a few percent, and the most concerning thing was that there were devout believers! The most important thing is not this, but the knights who have experienced life and death in front of them, their will and faith are incomparably firm, and they are the strongest shield!

"Holy burial ceremony tomorrow! Funerals for the knights who died in battle! Thank you the great Lord for the shining light! Give us the strength and courage to show us the way forward! ”

Xiao Feng's majestic voice filled everyone's minds, constantly ringing their alarm bells! Grief does not last long, these are the last days! The atmosphere of sadness is not conducive to the spread of faith and survival!