Chapter 290: Three Heroic Battles
After Ramdo threw out a bold statement, many tiny arcs of electricity began to appear on the surface of his gilded body, which were almost imperceptible to the naked eye. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
Without any more scenes, he carried the special spear in his hand and directly broke into the opponent's main formation.
"Damn it!" The leading three were only half a second slower, and they were already killed by the supersonic moving Ramdo into the team behind them.
This is not an ancient rushing formation, an enemy that can fly at supersonic speed, and its own divine body projection is stronger than steel, and it is not at all possible that people can be killed casually.
Unless there is a huge imprisoning magic circle that can prohibit the enemy from escaping and can only fight to the death, otherwise guerrilla warfare alone, this kind of monster also makes the vast majority of soldiers in the war despair.
He doesn't have the consciousness of a soldier to a general, and inflicting maximum damage on the enemy is what Ramdo really thinks in his heart.
Ever since Ramdo had entered the coalition formation, golden thunderbolts had begun to appear around him, and these thunderbolts were constantly attacking the soldiers below.
The slashed soldiers did not suffer physical damage, but simply put down their weapons one after another, sat on the ground regardless of it, and then fell into deep thought.
Some of them suddenly picked up their weapons after a while and chose to kill themselves, while others picked up their weapons and opened fire on their comrades shouting Ramdo's holy name.
"Ramdo, is this what you call Thinking Thunder?" The three of them finally intercepted each other's advances at this point, so that he could not harm his troops in the scourge.
"You pagans, you need to accept the true faith, and I am only teaching them to think about what is right and what is wrong."
Ramdo's face was as usual when he was stopped, he didn't care about the hundreds of thousands of troops below, the entire invading army could be called his opponent, after all, there were only three people in front of him.
As for the coalition army led by them, if they were not blocked, he would be able to kill them in half a day.
After hearing the two key words of heretics and faith, Pope Gondor of the Light Saint Sect was obviously a little uncalm, he was a rare devout person in the high-level of various countries, and he was extremely sensitive to the issue of faith.
"You, the so-called God of the Wheel, are nothing but a hypocritical personality God, and mortals will never be able to understand the greatness of God!" Gondor said this almost with a roar.
The belief in the Light Saint Religion has always been a formless, substantial, and omnipresent God, an impersonal God, and there is no earthly image, and all portrayals of His image are wrong.
"Thinking is the biggest enemy of faith, and your so-called thinking thunder is just some vulgar brainwashing." Hiryu, who belongs to the European Union on the side, is obviously more aware of this because he is a vampire without any faith.
Eight years ago, he was ordered to investigate the mysterious death of his fellow Ogolas, but he left the base camp of the Bloods, and after the investigation mission was completed, he was arranged to enter the then nascent European Union and wait for an opportunity.
And this finally saved his life, and by the time Sakasky fully woke up and slaughtered all the vampires, Hiryu, who was at the headquarters of the European Union, escaped by luck by relying on the defense of the headquarters.
Today, Hiryu has become the absolute top of the European Union, and his status as a blood family does not pose any obstacles, but rather a help.
The wealth of knowledge brought about by his long life made him soon a pioneer in the study of runes; And after the death of the Blood Clan, he also returned to the Blood Clan headquarters and turned the accumulation of so many people over the centuries into his own wealth.
"God of Blood, you've got too much nonsense." Ramdo shot at Hilyu.
"Bang!" Kiryu picked up the sword in his hand and parried.
It's just that there is still a considerable gap between the two sides in terms of absolute strength, and after a round, Ramdo did not retreat an inch, and Hiryu retreated nearly ten meters.
"This monster! How the hell is the cultivation! "Hiryu, who has obtained the treasure of the Blood Clan, thinks that his cultivation speed is amazing enough, but compared to Ramdo, the two are still not at the same level.
In this era, everyone who can stand out naturally has his advantages.
Ramdo coped with the attacks of the three at the same time, but he was still at ease, and his sheer strength and speed even put the three of Gondor at a considerable disadvantage.
"Sister Kiribranch, why is there a monster like him? Even with your help, I still can't compare to him in strength. Christine, who was also on the battlefield, was used to asking for bracelets when she was in trouble.
"That so-called one-wheel religion has hundreds of millions of believers, and Ramdo, who claims to be the incarnation of the gods, is equivalent to a god with hundreds of millions of believers, even if he leaves twenty percent of the power of faith to his subordinates, and eighty percent of the rest is in his hands."
"That is, it is equivalent to 80 million people to support him, if it weren't for his fear of absorbing too quickly and losing himself and becoming a slave kidnapped by faith, he would have been invincible in the world." In the fierce battle, such a mental fluctuation came from the bracelet.
"It's a pity, that old man in Gondor is not old-fashioned, and he is resolutely unwilling to ascend to the gods himself, nor is he willing to cheapen me, otherwise with the base of our Light Saint Sect believers, we can also create such a super strong person." Christine's words were quite unhappy with Pope Gondor.
"I think you're wrong, there is no free lunch in this world, how can there be a good thing that can become strong so easily, the power of faith is a sweet poison after all."
"Whether you want to or not, if you absorb the power of faith from the believers, your thinking will be influenced by them, and the power of faith is, in the final analysis, a kind of spiritual power."
"With all that said, is there a way to deal with this monster now?" Of the three, Christine is a little weaker, so the pressure is greater.
"No, ask for more blessings, you are getting stronger and stronger now, and I can only tear the space with all my strength and remove you before you die."
"Huh?!"
The hard fight of the four of them spread to hundreds of kilometers around, and the soldiers of the coalition army suffered heavy casualties everywhere they went, so they could only crawl away from the direction of movement of these monsters.
It's just that their speed is too fast, like a natural disaster like a tsunami, even if it can be observed from a distance, mortals are still powerless to dodge.
Moving at supersonic speeds, they often run over them before the soldiers below can react, whether it is an armored vehicle or a battlefield jeep, they are all as fragile as toys.
From this point of view, Ramdo, who only brought three hundred holy spirits floating in the sky, seemed quite prescient, he did not need to scruple about anything, anyway, everywhere he could see was an enemy, and he could attack boldly with confidence.
And the situation of the three people in charge of the siege is a little embarrassing, most of the people below are their own subordinates, and it is difficult to be ruthless, regardless of the large-scale lethal attack.
Of course, the premise of all this is that Ramdo is strong enough, strong enough to not be afraid of the siege of all the strong people on the opposite side.