Chapter 482: The Fallen God (2)
Following behind Yarog, the scarlet gaze also saw this tiny oasis composed of palace complexes, and there was a faint incomprehension in the coldness of very few emotional fluctuations, because even the Holy See of Lusara, the punishment captain in the Punishment Legion, had never heard of this oasis. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"Boom!"
Just after Yarog's voice to save me came out, in the originally quiet palace complex, figures that exuded a terrifying aura rushed out of it, like a sharp sword rushing into the sky. A swarm of bees, stepping out of it, in just half a moment, the entire void outside the world, the figure of the strong man who was alarmed, was full of occupation, densely packed.
Leader, one blue, one silver, one white, three figures descended.
Two men and one woman, both young people, except for the blue-haired young man with a gentle surprise on his face, the remaining silver and white figures all carried the coldness of the sword peak, and the innate terrifying and fierce meaning.
"Kings, it's not our outing!"
The long-haired young man of the Silver Star spoke coldly, this person was none other than Mahal, who had been stationed in the wasteland. And the other person standing with him was also Jins, as well as his disciple of Mahal, the Heavenly Sword Fairy Bai Hong.
During the period of stationing, in addition to attracting more than a thousand terrifying beasts comparable to the late stage of the Demon Emperor, they were suppressed one by one, and some strong people of the Shentian tribe entered the Demon God Ancient Pagoda for refining. The other powerhouses of the Divine Tilt Empire also formed a team, equipped with forged nuclear heaven-level divine soldiers to go out to hunt demon beasts, and began to integrate and adapt.
For the wasteland, it can be regarded as a preliminary understanding and exploration, and there is mutual damage. Some of the strong people who went out sometimes had serious injuries, or were chased and killed by a group of fierce beasts and returned to the scene, therefore, for a shout for help, it attracted all the members to go out, and none of the strong people present felt strange.
"Stomp, stomp!!"
The Punishment Knight, who was wearing the Dark Gold Blood Armor, gradually approached under the gaze of everyone, and then blew a cold cold aura, as well as the conspicuous symbol on his chest that belonged to the Holy See of Lusala, and his spirit was shining.
Give the punishment blood rider to face the confidence of nearly 1,000 people!
As the captain of the punishment team of the Holy See of Lusara, the Pope awarded the Glorious Knight who crushed the soul, and most of the thousands of people in front of him were no more than ants who had just entered the earl, although they were too unknown and could be dangerous, but as a believer in light who would ascend to heaven, even death could not make his courage retreat.
"Not our people!" Kins confirmed.
But together with Mehal, he looked at the punishment horse sitting down with the punishment knight, the god horse was completely wrapped in the blood armor of Xuanjin, the horse body was huge like a fierce beast, as heavy as ten thousand pounds, exuding the power of a fierce beast comparable to the earl, if it was a battlefield battle, such a god horse, it would be a terrifying heavy iron horse.
The Xuanjin material is so strong that at a glance, it seems that even a nuclear heaven-level weapon can't be broken.
"Who are you?"
Finally, the captain of the punishment knight who approached, facing the thousands of people he had never seen before, came out with a cold and murderous questioning voice, his eyes were cold and scarlet without emotion, and the momentum rose in an instant, belonging to the terrifying aura of the Earl's Nine Heavens, faintly shocking, radiating from all directions of heaven and earth, wanting to deter everyone.
With his cultivation, he has this capital to crown the audience!
Because in the audience, except for the woman with a sword in white clothes like snow, no one's realm is equal to him, even if the leader is one blue, one silver and two figures, his realm is also three heavens away from him.
Triple Heaven?
Even if it is a gap between the heavens, for the Earl realm, it is a difference like the sea, not to mention that he is the captain of the punishment knight of the Lusara Holy See, and the gap in means is probably even greater.
"Stomp!"
The sound of horses' hooves shaking the black earth followed, and at the far end, a group of retributive knights who turned into streams followed, and they cleared the siege and killed the beasts that blocked the way, and followed.
A team of punishment knights, the queue is distinct, a total of nine people, the powerful earl's breath roars and conducts, with iron-blooded battlefields, the peerless evil aura that has experienced a hundred battles, shocking the four wilderness, and deterring all those who dare to provoke.
Ten people, and nearly a thousand people, confronted each other on the black earth from afar, and the momentum was surging.
"Who are we?"
Kings, and McHal looked at the ten knights who had gathered, muttering softly about the question.
Seeing the strong creatures on this wasteland for the first time, the two of them found that there is not much difference between the two parties, whether it is language or system, the difference is only in the bright breath on the body, and there is a shadow of a certain divine power influence in it.
In the unknown world and under the earth, can you be friendly with other living beings?
This problem is no less than that in the wilderness, two extremely vicious demon beasts meet, and they are not dead or injured. Since they are dead and injured, they have no need or reason to answer the question in front of them.
"There's no need to answer!"
With a big grasp of his hand, Maihar directly grabbed Yarog, who was lying on the ground and was on the verge of death, and pulled out the spear full of light and fighting spirit with a flip of his palm, and immediately pulled the wound and splashed a large amount of blood, which made Yarog, who was already weak, snort in pain and drowsy, and his breath fell down.
"He's the fallen god of my Lusara Holy See!" The scarlet burst into the eyes of the Captain of the Punishment Knights, "It's a criminal captured by the Inquisition, did you kill him because you wanted to start a war with the Lusara Holy See?"
In the midst of the reprimands, the eyes of the nine punishment knights changed in unison.
"The Holy See of Lusala?" Maihar raised his eyebrows, his eyes did not change, "You leave on your own, if you want to fight, you will accompany you to the end!"
The voice is cold, with a tough attitude, ruthlessly refused.
The god-leaning powerhouses who go out to wander will always meet with the creatures in this wasteland, so Mahal has no intention of killing people, and in the end, this oasis opened up by the God-leaning Empire will still be discovered.
"Refusal?"
The Captain of the Punishment Knight was silent in his eyes.
After staring at the thousands of people present and this tiny oasis, after shaking the spear on the ground, he turned around and left, without any stop at all. For the sake of a dead fallen god, he would not be stupid enough to choose such an unwise decision to go to war with a group of earl-level powerhouses of unknown origin.
It was more important to send the news back to the Holy See than the First World War.
As soon as the Ten Punishment Knights left, their eyes were dilated, and Yarog, who was already in the wound and was close to death, shook slightly, and the drop of heat energy essence blood that Mehal bounced into his body suddenly dissolved.
"Let's go back!"
Glancing at the ten punishment knights in the distance, everyone dispersed, and Maihal carried Yarog, who was known as the God Faller, towards the inner hall of the center, followed by Kings and Bai Hong.
For the decision made by McHal, Kings and Bai Hong were all thoughtful.
. (To be continued.) )