The Shepherd is an evil organization that has a belief in the Dark Dragon, and the current one is one of the many secret methods that have been passed down from the evil gods.

These two sentences are usually ordinary slogans, and even many members of the herdsman use this as a language of greeting each other, and many members of the herdsman use this to identify each other's identities.

However, when these two words are shouted after being blessed with some kind of tantric method, they become what they are now, and they become a mantra that makes people become zombie-like people.

People who are controlled by this spell are really very similar to zombies in some ways.

All of their stats will increase, their various resistances will also increase, and they will become painless.

Not only that, some injuries that may lead to immobility are also useless to them, such as cutting the tendons, ordinary people will not be able to hold weapons, but they will not, just some stagnation when fighting, cutting the hamstrings, ordinary people will not be able to walk, but they can still move, but the speed and flexibility of movement will be affected to a certain extent.

Aren't these situations zombies?

Of course, the side effects of this spell are also very strong, a member of the Shepherd can withstand the blessing of this spell up to three times, and each time they are blessed, their body will be severely damaged, their intelligence will decrease, their reflexes will be slowed down, their physical fitness will drop significantly, and there is no possibility of improving their strength...... And the third time, when the power of the spell is gone, no matter how healthy they were, they will die immediately, as if they have absorbed their souls.

So, there are also some fanatics who take it as an honor - they believe that it is the dark dragon's acknowledgment of them, that it is the dark dragon who has taken their souls himself.

Of course, these are all nonsense, the actual situation is that these people have used too much of the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Dafa, and neither the body nor the brain can bear it.

Of course, there's no need to look into the side effects just yet, at least while the spell is still in effect, these people are really scary.

If they get close, they will behave more like zombies, attacking endlessly, even if they have been severed or even more severe, they will continue to attack until the spell ends or they die.

That's why when he finds out they're being blessed with a spell, Langdon stops them in the first place.

Don't look at the fact that there are only more than 100 people left, but if they are allowed to get closer, the damage they can do will definitely be greater than when they were full before, and even Langdon does not know what kind of damage the lion mercenary group will suffer at that time.

This spell is a killer weapon for the Shepherds, and it is with this and other secret methods that they have relied on in many battles in the past to achieve ultimate victory.

This time, however, they met a nemesis!

The only thing left in the mind of a person who is blessed by the spell is the desire to kill the target, and they will only move towards the target, in this case, the storm spell becomes an absolutely insurmountable curse!

The leader bore the brunt of the storm, crashing into the raging storm and then taking only one step forward before being swept into the sky.

And the people behind him also continued to rush forward one by one without a half-stop, and threw themselves into it one after another.

In a matter of moments, the more than 100 people all entered the storm, and they were swept by the storm and turned around, in this case, even the strongest desire to kill in their minds was pressed down by the vertigo that was so strong that it could not be suppressed at all.

On the other side of the storm, Alfred looked at the storm with a pair of ringed eyes, looked at the storm, looked at the people in the storm, looked at the other side of the storm, and looked at Langdon who was also looking at him across the storm.

The methods shown by this lord are too amazing, not to mention the small number of troops under his command, but they are all super elite, even if it is not too terrifying, plus his ability to predict the future.

Alfred, who had always had good ideas, was also a little confused at this time, he didn't know about the encounter between his group and Langdon

Whether it's a blessing or a curse, I don't know if the deal I promised him was right.

And at his side and behind him, the eyes of more than 30 Gula people fell on him.

As brothers in life and death for so many years, they can feel the extremely strange but familiar aura emanating from this leader and this brother.

When they finally decided to get out of Gula in the midst of all the difficulties, Alfred had a similar aura on his body, but since then until now, they haven't seen each other for so many years that they have almost forgotten that Alfred the lion of Gula still has such a side.

However, when this aura reappeared, their memories were immediately awakened, and they immediately understood that their brother of life and death and the eternal leader were in a dilemma at this time, and this choice was likely to affect their fate like the previous one!

The storm spell was still continuing, because he felt the solemnity in Langdon's words, Zhu Lingqi didn't leave his hand, and almost threw all the offensive spells of his memory into the storm, and Avina was the same, the two of them threw out nearly 30 of them just with the fireball technique.

In addition to this, the lizardmen spearmen made two more rounds of projection.

Four double spears fired in unison, this is already the most attack since the appearance of this unit, you know, each lizardman spearman carries a limit to the spear, their attack like this, which means that if there is a large-scale battle in the future, their combat effectiveness will be greatly reduced.

But they didn't care, because Langdon's meaning was already obvious, the only remaining 100 or so enemies were the most dangerous enemies!

Under such a bombardment, when the storm lasted until it finally dissipated, few of the more than 100 people who were swept into the wind were intact, and the situation was even more miserable than the flame whirlwind that Langdon had set in front of Callista.

At this time, there was no longer a single enemy standing on the battlefield, and those who were demoralized and wanted to flee were not spared, and when they found out that these people were actually from the Shepherds, Langdon had already given the order to destroy the enemy.

Pursued by the goblin knights, it was impossible for those who relied only on their legs to escape.

Alfred looked at the horrific enemy who had fallen to the ground because of the disappearance of the storm, his brow furrowed slightly, but his legs were still slightly strained.

Santa Lion immediately walked forward, not to see the enemies, of course, but to meet with Langdon on the other side.

However, just as he was about to bypass the pile of "corpses", the pile of corpses suddenly moved!

A "corpse" with a burned body that was black, with three limbs missing, only one arm remaining, and two spears stuck in its chest and abdomen, actually raised its body and slapped Alfred into the air with the only remaining hand.

That hand was also burned very badly, the five fingers were burned and melted together by high temperature, and it was impossible to see that it was a hand if you didn't look carefully, but it was such a person, such a hand, but at that moment suddenly lit up with a light, a black light!

The next moment, the black light went straight towards Alfred, and Alfred dodged sideways, but the black light would chase and hit Alfred directly at a surprisingly fast speed.

As soon as the black light touched Alfred, it disappeared without a trace, and at the same time, the attacker, who was almost humanoid, let out a roar that seemed to come from the abyss, "The dark dragon will punish you!"

His face was also burned, but at this moment, there was still a hideous expression on his face, and from his expression, it could be seen that he was the leader!

After shouting these words, I saw him suddenly fall forward and never move again, this time he was really dead.

Alfred had no time to pay attention to him, and hurriedly examined himself, only to find that nothing seemed to be out of the ordinary.

However, in the distance, Langdon's face darkened, and he muttered, "Sacred Tree Mark!"