Chapter 12: The Cult of the Ancient Gods
The necrosaurus lost one of its wings in shock, and when it regained it, it was much smaller and looked much weaker.
The dead qi that broke away from the necromantic dragon was once again manipulated by Ao Xingfeng, transforming into a large knife with only a blade, spinning and slashing from the back of the necromantic dragon.
"Roar!" the necromantic dragon roared, forcibly raising its height, barely dodging the spinning blade of death.
But the moment the blade of the dead air blade staggered turned into countless needle rain, so that the necromantic dragon could not avoid it at all, and for a while, the body of the necromantic dragon continued to ripple, and the damage that could be caused by the needle rain was really limited, and the instant outbreak of the dead air javelin made people feel effective.
However, if you pay attention to it, you will find that the body of the necromantic dragon is shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the scattered dead qi will be manipulated by Ao Xingfeng again into a needle rain to attack the necromantic dragon.
Under the inhuman destruction of Ao Xingfeng, this necromantic dragon who had just gained rebirth and freedom could only restrain his hatred.
In the end, the necromantic dragon turned into a cloud of black smoke and disappeared into this world forever, Ao Xingfeng saw that the necromantic dragon had indeed disappeared, and then flew back towards the cemetery.
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In the temple of Angmar, the Black Knight sat on his throne, and in front of him prostrate a group of priests in brown robes, all of whom were covered with necklaces made of human and animal bones.
"Who is in charge of the Blasd Collar Sacrifice House!" the Black Knight roared in a deep voice, just before he felt that the Sacrifice House in the Far West had been destroyed, this was nothing, more importantly, their secrets were likely to have been exposed! That's why the Black Knight was so angry.
A bald priest with age spots on his face trembling and staggering forward, his whole head buried directly in the ground, trembling all over.
"Someone has destroyed not only the barrier, but also the altar in the center!Do you know what that means?!I have already said that the location of the altar must be hidden when you evacuate, but you?!" The Black Knight stepped down from his throne and looked down at the priest who was trembling on the ground.
The bald priest's head shook incessantly, and his mouth kept muttering, "I beg your pardon, I beg your pardon." "He had unleashed the stench spell before leaving, and there were many plague-bearing corpses left in the hall, thinking that this would prevent others from entering, but he didn't expect it to be like this.
"Do you have any thoughts on the identity of the intruder?" The Black Knight knew that no amount of anger would help, and killed the intruder before he could tell the secret.
"It's... Be... The High King of Sintia. The bald priest was very frightened to tell the identity of the intruder, and the next second, just as he expected, the black knight was instantly furious, and kicked him hard, directly kicking him into the air and smashing the wall to the cracks.
When the rest of the priests heard the commotion, they buried their heads even lower and did not dare to look directly.
The information about this Sintia has already reached this far north, and the strength of Sintia can be said to have been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, you must know that the combined forces of the northern countries that have been oppressing their northern barbarians have been defeated by Sintia effortlessly.
But even more mysterious is the supreme king of Sintia, there are only a few rumors about him, but each one is terrifying, such as single-handedly defeating 7 of today's supreme powers, and taking a gamble to subdue the entire undead.
At worst, their secrets were known to the strongest of the day, and even the strength of the entire sect could not necessarily defeat the High King, let alone the powerful under the High King.
The black knight fell into deep thought, didn't care about the life or death of the bald priest, and returned to the throne: "You also know, now our ancient god cult will face an unprecedented disaster, all thanks to Slov, now you should hurry down, all the strength below is restricted, and prepare to transfer the base." ”
Their current base is an old territory that has been in business for hundreds of years, and because of this, if Sintiya has the heart to investigate, they can't hide at all, rather than betting that Sintia doesn't pay attention to it, it is better to transfer it ruthlessly.
"I beg all due respect, Lord Angmar, let's take 10,000 steps back and say that even if the High King can translate the ancient Had Boid, even if he attaches importance to this information, we only have one base in Sintia, and it is enough to evacuate that base area, why should we evacuate even the base areas of other forces?
"You are really a bunch of ignorant fools, not to mention these garbage forces, even the so-called World Alliance is just a rabble, they can only run rampant when Sintia manages and leads the hearts of the people, and when Sintia frees up his hand, the World Alliance can't stop Sintia's offensive at all. ”
"In the past, Sintia was able to defeat the three major forces of Titanlia, the Northern United Army, and the undead by himself, and now that even the undead have joined his command, how can the remaining rabble be the opponent of Sintia?" said the black knight with hatred of iron, this group of priests is also a hero, how can they not even see such an obvious fact clearly.
The young priest did not stop there, and said bluntly: "The enemy that Sintia has to deal with this time is not so simple, I heard that the White Tower Council and the Wanderers have already begun to deal with Sintia, with the help of these two behemoths, even if the World Alliance is just a rabble, it is not so easy to defeat." ”
The Black Knight sneered, "You mean the loose White Tower Council and the wanderers who take care of themselves?If they can unite as one, it is indeed strong, but that is impossible, they still want to deal with Sintia without even solving their own internal problems?"
Another priest said, "Why don't we go and find the Doomsday Order to cooperate with the people of the Church of Sareen? ”
"Do you think the madmen of the Order of Doom and the conspirators of the Church of Sareen are willing to be smoke bombs for us? The Black Knight said coldly.
Seeing that the black knight said so categorically, the priests also knew that this decision could not be changed, so they had to obediently retreat and start preparing for the migration.
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The child fell asleep peacefully in Rochel's arms, and Ao Xingfeng said to Stival with a serious face: "You go back as soon as possible, find out what the origin of this organization that believes in the ancient gods, I will never allow anyone to secretly hide in the dark and plot to destroy world peace." ”
Stival nodded in response, he was also very interested in this ancient god cult, and from the words and the god of winter, it was speculated that this church should come from those barbarians in the far north, but the barbarians were all a group of people with developed limbs and simple minds, and they simply did not have the intelligence to plan this kind of conspiracy.