With the same number of people, one side has a high fighting spirit, and the other side has no fighting spirit, and even collapses in faith, and does not resist in the face of attacks.

This can no longer be called a battle, but a one-sided slaughter!

When Yue Xi'er's figure disappeared from the city, the hesitant Ma Linfu finally made a decision and defected with a group of diehards.

The commanders all defected, the Papal Army completely collapsed, and in the face of the massacre, most chose to surrender.

Xia Ye also accepted their surrender, he is not the Demon King of the World, and there are still tasks to be done, so it is not appropriate to cause too many killings.

Eventually, Pope Gul and a few diehards fought their way out of the siege and fled to the edge of the continent.

Xia Ye didn't send someone to pursue, because there was no point, and if Gao Zhan didn't make a move, he couldn't stop him if he sent someone. And without his help, whether it is to fall into the well or appease the people, the major forces will send people to hunt down Gul.

At this point, the Holy See, which had been inherited for thousands of years, came to an end.

"Clean up the battlefield, and in an hour I will send you back to the Demon Realm. ”

All the enemies surrendered, and Natsuba immediately ordered the battlefield to be cleaned up. Although the Holy See is destined to play the game and there is no possibility of turning over, the war is not over yet, and there are still many things to deal with.

"Don't, King, don't send us back! The Demon Realm is dying of cold now, and I don't know how many cold snaps there will be, and there will be dead spirits!" An undead spirit came to Xia Ye and pleaded, compared to the eternal cold of the Demon Realm, this place is simply heaven.

A black line appeared on Xia Ye's head and said, "Go play! ”

"Yes, king, you can just find a place to bury us, and it will not be in the way. "There are undead who echo and come up with an idea for Natsuba.

Xia Ye kicked this guy with a bad idea away, yes, this is not the Demon Realm, bury hundreds of thousands of undead here, and pollute every inch of grass in a radius of thousands of miles in minutes.

"Hurry up, stop talking nonsense, and then I'll throw you all into the cold and freeze into popsicles to cool down for a few months. ”

Seeing Xia Ye's firm attitude, there is no nonsense among the undead, anyway, they are also hibernating, where to sleep is not sleeping, and the demon world is just a little colder.

"That'...... Wang: Can we take those corpses with us?" a lich approached Natsuha and asked.

Because Xia Ye didn't speak, no undead dared to move the corpses everywhere.

"Take it away, take it away, whoever grabs it is whoever!"

The original owner has a necrophilia, but Xia Ye doesn't. He doesn't need corpses to do experiments, cultivate or anything. These corpses are placed here, and he has to clean them up when he goes back, so it is better to let them take them back to the Demon Realm.

After hearing Xia Ye's words, the army of the undead seemed to be crazy, and they robbed the corpses when they saw them, even those stumps and broken arms, and even dug up all the dirt, which had blood on them. In a matter of moments, the ground was lifted up one layer at a time.

Xia Ye raised his forehead and sighed, this is not the style of painting that the demon world should have, how can it be the same as the devil entering the village!

However, under the coaxing of the army of the undead, the battlefield was quickly cleaned, like a porcelain bowl that had been licked countless times, a clean horse.

Xia Ye waved his hand and lifted the summoning, this thing doesn't want to be blue, the summoning channel appeared out of thin air, and all the undead were taken back to the demon realm.

Before the summoning passage disappeared, Xia Ye glanced inside, as if he saw a cold snap coming!

Ma Linfu, who returned to Xia Ye, frowned, watching the action of the army of the undead to loot the corpses of his former comrades, and he stopped talking, he was no longer qualified to say anything.

"By the way, what's your name?" Natsuba turned his head to look at him, the soldiers he led, and the believers controlled by the mosaic, which was also not a small trouble.

Malinfo bowed his head and said, "Malinfo Forgot, the former chief judge of the First Legion of the Bright Holy See, and the commander-in-chief in wartime. ”

Xia Ye touched his chin, this is a talent, but it is useless to him, and said: "What, Formalin, you go to your holy woman, and these people, they are all handed over to her." ”

Xia Ye fortunately handed everyone over to Yue Xi'er, and she didn't worry about whether she would have bad intentions. How to say that he is also the biggest boss in the demon world, silently adding a ban to a wasted saintess, don't be too simple.

"Lord Bones, my name is Malinford. ”

"Okay, okay, knowing formalin, go ahead. ”

“。。。 ”

Ma Linfu nodded, didn't bother with the name anymore, and walked towards the city with a group of former Holy See believers.

It's here, and I didn't do what I promised Yue Xi'er.

He took out his arm from the heart-shaped ring, put it to his mouth and took a bite.

His arm ached, and a strange voice came out of it: "Hold the grass!"

Xia Ye didn't talk nonsense, and went straight to the point: "Collect your magical powers, the war is over." ”

"Clams?" the tattooed arm moved, questioning.

Xia Ye said again: "Collect the plague, you should have had enough." ”

"How is it possible, only a few people have died, and the seeds of the plague have not yet mutated, all of them were brought by me. ”

Where did Xia Ye understand this, and said in a deep voice: "Don't talk nonsense, are you going to let me go over to help?"

In the City of Light, the Holy Light was not a little desolate, and the one-armed tattoo stood on top of the statue of the God of Light, and when he heard Xia Ye's words, he shivered fiercely.

"Damn, don't come, I can't accept it! Wait until I find a virus that can poison you, see if I don't beat you eight times a day!" The latter sentence was a little quiet.

"What did you say?" Natsuba's voice came from his severed arm.

"It's nothing, I'm working, you can play!"

I can't beat it at the moment, so I have to endure it.

Shaking his head and sighing deeply, Wen Wei was a little distressed, feeling sad for Xia Ye, as an undead, he didn't understand that death was the most beautiful art!

Let's still work, he was beaten out of the shadow by the original owner, worried that Xia Ye was running over and beating him.

With his mouth wide open and he sucked hard, an invisible hurricane rolled up in the city, and in the houses and churches, dense black dots flew out and flew into his mouth in rolls.

"Hiccup~"

After about a quarter of an hour, Wen Yi burped, all the viruses were absorbed by him, his body expanded several times, and his originally thin figure became round.

"Tsk, it's not bad, the body baptized by the holy light has made the pathogen a lot more refined, and it is almost qualitatively changed, which is a pity. ”

The striature is only the absorption of the pathogen, so that the plague does not recur and does not spread, and can be cured by conventional means. As for those who have been infected with the plague, he is not responsible for healing, he is not so kind, and it is up to them to live or die.

At this moment, Xia Ye's voice suddenly sounded.

"By the way, the pattern is different, guard the city of light, if someone comes to find fault, just kill it! That's our spoils. ”

The corners of the tattooed mouth are slightly pulled, this is the style of painting that the master of the demon world should have!