The next day, just after dawn, a huge figure walked down the mountain road in the twilight hills.

The ground was slightly undulating, and this figure was a horned dragon.

At this time, the ceratosaurus was listless and walked down the mountain road. Every now and then, a yawn. It can be seen that getting up at this time has violated his usual routine.

However, this was the order of the chief, so even though he was very difficult, he walked down the mountain road step by step.

As he walked, he glanced at the scene beside the road.

Under the floor tiles, each magic array is in an active state, which is also Will's order, and the current Twilight Hills are still eventful.

When he walked to the place where Prometheus entered the illusion array yesterday, the face of the horned dragon finally lifted its spirit.

The two piles of coke on the ground had already been recognized by it.

Shaking his head, the ceratops chanted a spell in a low voice, and then, under the floor tiles, a yellow magic surged, enveloping the two corpses.

Eventually, the yellow magical elemental light disappeared, and two coffins made of clay appeared on the ground.

Then, under the influence of the ceratosaurus's magic, the two coffins floated behind the ceratosaurus, and continued to move forward in his footsteps.

When the horned dragon walked around this road, there were already more than a dozen coffins floating behind him.

At this time, an unbearable look appeared on the face of the ceratosaurus. In just one night, so many people have left their lives forever in Twilight Hills.

The Horned Dragon King has already said that these people are greedy and want to get things they shouldn't touch in the Twilight Hills.

He also understands this. It's just that he can't imagine why someone is willing to risk his life to steal the fruits of other people's labor?

Isn't the price of life too great?

The ceratosaurus had no way of knowing, but he was thinking, thinking about the answers to these questions.

Finally, the footsteps of the ceratosaurus, along the mountain road, returned to the hills.

At the foot of the hill, a building with an extraordinarily large area is standing quietly.

Outside the building, Vittorio was already waiting here.

He was dressed in a black robe embroidered with ornate patterns one by one.

This is Victoria's papal robe, designed by Victoria himself and not reviewed by Limer. This is because after Limer handed over the position of Pope to Victoria, he began to retreat.

Except for a few chats with Anna every day, most of the time, Li Mo was in retreat in the room, and he wanted to absorb all the laws he had obtained as soon as possible.

After all, time is running out at this time.

When he saw the ceratosaurus arrive with the coffin, Victoria sighed.

Lying in here are people who have bad intentions for Twilight Hills. But at the same time, they are also members of the Hidden Ones Alliance.

If possible, they will be part of themselves. Instead of lying quietly in the coffin as it is now, the soul has returned to the arms of the god of the underworld.

However, for this, Victoria only regretted it. Whoever they are has the right to choose their own path, and now they are only receiving the gift that the path has given them.

Then, with Victoria's blessing, the coffins, under the magic of the Ceratosaurus, slowly sank into the ground.

This place is the cemetery of Twilight Hills. The tomb that had been moved by the druids was not far from where Victoria stood.

These people, though they are the ones who tried to invade Twilight Hills, have already paid the price for their reckless actions. Then, their corpses still have to return to the bosom of the earth.

Victoria couldn't bear to let them be exposed to the wilderness, so after some thought, they became another group of druids in the Twilight Hills Graveyard.

When all the coffins had sunk into the ground, the tombstones were set up by the ceratosaurus on the ground.

Vittorio looked at everything in front of him, then sighed and turned to leave.

Although Victoria couldn't bear the death of these people, he didn't have any regrets. After all, this is the only way to deter more people and let them know the strength of the Twilight Hills and retreat.

Vittorio has never been a good man. If the death of these people would save more people, then Victoria would not object.

Unbearable is unbearable, reason is reason, for this, Victoria is very clear.

By the time the morning sun began to shine on the Twilight Hills, Victoria had already left the place and returned to his temple.

At this time, the tribal elders who had requested the establishment of the temple were already waiting here, and their faces were full of expectation.

"Lord Victoria, I wonder if we can return today?" The first to speak was the Elder Huntsblade who first asked Victoria to build a temple last time.

"Our people have been eagerly awaiting the glory of John's crown day and night. "There is a lot of art in the words of Elder Hunter Blade.

"Gentlemen, today, our pastor, will follow you out. Victoria smiled and replied to Huntingblade's words.

After hearing Victoria's answer, the crowd gathered together let out a small commotion.

Now, finally, on the barren plains, these aliens who had been forced to hide here could once again establish a temple among their own people. The glory of the gods will continue to protect their people.

In the afternoon of the same day, the new Creator God pastors, who had just completed the accelerated course of pastors, embarked on the journey of preaching the glory of God in high spirits.

They had dwarves, cat people, rabbit people, and minotaurs, and they walked out of the twilight hills again with their heads held high, full of resolute faces.

They are not alone, each priest who goes to build the temple, according to the scale of the temple, as little as three people, as many as a dozen, follow the tribal elders they are about to join, to the destination of their trip.

Before they left, Li Mo, who was in retreat, came out to meet with the priests.

Li Mo's farewell did not have any tirade, nor did he have any exciting preaching.

Li Mo just raised his hand and gave everyone a blessing from God. Then, looking at their excited expressions, he said lightly: "Don't worry, everything has me." “

This is Li Mo's guarantee, naturally, these priests do not know the deep meaning of Li Mo's guarantee.

God's blessing, after their death, the soul will return directly to Li Mo's side and be resurrected by his resurrection.

Perhaps, only when the battle broke out, did they know what the meaning of Li Mo's promise was.