Sui Xiong doesn't like to fight, really, this must be emphasized. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

If he could, he actually preferred to live a peaceful and stable life, basking in the sun, telling jokes, and accompanying believers to toss around, just like a person who has no worries about food and clothing and has no ideals and pursuits...... Oh, his "lifetime" may be longer, but it doesn't matter, that's it.

Although as a traverser, he has wonderful and powerful abilities, but he really never thought of fighting the heavens and the earth, never thought of punching Nanshan and kicking the North Sea, and never thought of being invincible in the world. He wouldn't even bother to build a church, let alone a holy place, if it weren't for the need of his fellow believers.

To be honest, he is actually a very unsuitable person to be the "protagonist", because he lacks the idea of "change", and he is at ease with what happens.

...... Who called him not a heroic figure with great ambitions, just a small citizen who always focused on his own one-third of an acre.

However, if he doesn't cause trouble, things will come to him.

For example, this time, it can be described as "sitting at home behind closed doors, and disaster comes from heaven". First, the Shadow Lord's stupid and mentally ill bird attacked, destroying the temporary villages of his followers, killing a large number of believers, and even Satan, one of the first core personnel to follow him, who had worked hard and contributed a lot in the process of building the church, was killed.

When he finally broke the psychopath, and before he could chase down the shadow realm and snatch back the souls of Satan and other believers, the goddess of the sea became nervous again, and wanted to arrest him and go to the kingdom of God, but she didn't know whether to kill or chop.

This crazy woman thinks she is the Queen Mother of the West! Even if she is willing to be a hellish Lafayette, Brother Xiong is not interested in pretending to be a little Anzi and a little plum!

Shouted angrily. The fist of the giant jellyfish met the fist of the giant water elemental, and the power was infinite.

The bottom of the sea was unlucky, the raging torrent swept away almost everything that could be moved, and the sediment on the bottom of the sea was swept everywhere, completely turning a large area of the sea into a black and yellow turbidity. In the turbidity current, four huge figures faced each other in pairs. With a murderous look on one's face.

"Brother Hemsala, we're going to fight side by side this time!"

"I, kill Timsall, and then, support you. ”

"Good!"

On the other hand, the Goddess of the Sea also had some tactical considerations, and he ordered Timsal to entangle Hemthara and wait for him to kill the great jellyfish who did not know whether he was alive or dead, and then help him kill himsala.

So the battle became two pairs of men fighting separately. Hemsalla slammed Timsall. Sui Xiong is the embodiment of the goddess of the sea.

There was nothing fancy or tentative about this battle, and both sides went straight to the fullest. Four behemoths are entangled, furious tides and winds collide with shadows and undercurrents, and giant jellyfish wrestle with giant water elementals.

In the dark and turbid deep water, it is impossible to see the battle between the two sides clearly, only the black and yellow turbidity current is spreading on the turbid sea surface like boiling, and a violent roar erupts from the bottom of the sea from time to time. Blowing up the sea like a hill.

At the same time, the sky, which had been just gloomy, was now completely covered in dark clouds. It was as if the black pressure had turned into night. The wind and the dampness swept across the land and sea, making the plants and trees tremble, making people and animals unstable, and even more so making the hearts of all intelligent creatures uneasy.

The battle on the other side has gradually reached a climax.

The Swamp Goddess possessed Sheen, and with this he had already done countless tricks. A body that can give full play to its strength, he fights smoothly, and the poisonous mist demon vines and various terrifying monsters turned into divine power emerge in an endless stream, and he simply exerts his ability to the fullest.

On the other hand, the goddess of harvest is angry. It also rained down a lot of divine power. But after all, the body of the city lord of Joseph is not very suitable for the divine descent technique, and in a short period of time, he can continuously send divine power with the channel formed by his pious faith, which can not only fight with the swamp goddess, but even occupy part of the upper hand. In addition, He Li, who forcibly transformed into a divine creature, and the survivors of various organizations, attacked fiercely, not only defeating the swamp goddess one after another, but even his divine messenger, the giant slime monster, was killed.

But behind this brilliant achievement, there is an overdraft of the power that his church can use. After this wave of storm-like onslaught, Ho Li's soul gradually burst out, and Joseph's body gradually collapsed. On the contrary, it was the goddess of the swamp, after surviving that difficult time, somehow her strength increased a lot, and under the advantages of the other, the goddess of harvest gradually became a little unbearable.

The people in the fierce battle did not know that just now, in Sheen's residence, the Church of the Goddess of the Swamp, which had already taken full control of this place, held a cruel blood sacrifice. Sheehan's wife and two children were all sacrificed, and with a carefully selected branch of the Riley family prepared in advance, blood flowed like a river of crying and wailing in the house, and it was like hell.

As an evil god, the goddess of the swamp gave full play to her advantages in "sacrifice". As for those who hurt heaven and reason, to these evil gods, he is heaven and he is reason! Isn't it natural for believers to sacrifice for themselves and for mortals to sacrifice for themselves!

On the other hand, on the side of the goddess of harvest, the "influence" advantage of the good god has not been able to give full play. Originally, a large number of believers should have been gathered to pray together and provide emergency assistance to the gods. But as soon as the Swamp Goddess made a move, it was a vicious massacre, killing almost all those devout believers, so he was not satisfied, and used the plan agreed with the Goddess of the Sea in advance, so that the nearby Sea Tribes urgently assembled and launched an invasion towards Garth City, forcing the inhabitants to abandon the city and flee.

Do the fleeing people have time to gather together and pray? Of course not.

As a result, the Goddess of Harvest could only rely on the continuous supply of power from her own divine kingdom to support the battle on this side. However, while His power is strong, the channels through which it transmits it are not strong enough, and it is gradually crumbling.

In this case, a discerning person can know at a glance that the defeat on the side of the goddess of harvest is almost irretrievable.

Except for the crowd in the square, though. No one was paying attention to the battle between the two gods right now. Everyone's attention was drawn to the brutal battle that was taking place in the port.

Unlike the last tentative attack, this time the Sea Clan moved in earnest. Countless fishmen rushed one after another, stepping on the corpses of their kind. By slaughtering a large number of fishmen in the rear for sacrifice, the fishman priests performed a collective berserk spell, and the eyes of every fishman on the front line glowed with a strange red light. Even in the face of swords, there is no fear. He even pounced desperately, holding on to it while being pierced through his body by a weapon, giving his companions a chance to attack.

In the face of such an attack, the Gals Coastal Defense and the adventurers suddenly became under great pressure and suffered heavy casualties. If it weren't for the fact that Lei was really brave, one person and one sword roared back and forth, rolling up a bloody storm, and forcibly resisting the violent attack of the fishmen with his personal bravery, I am afraid that the entire front would have collapsed long ago.

But even so. Their situation is already precarious. From time to time, someone was knocked down by the fishmen, and then a group of fishmen pounced on them in all directions, their weapons and claws and even their teeth together, and after a short scream, only a bloody corpse remained.

The temporary commander of the Gars Coast Defense, the old non-commissioned officer whose hair was already half gray, was knocked down by a group of fishmen and never got up again.

"Get out of here!" roared Ray. The sword seemed to be burning, bursting with blazing white light. This is the embodiment of fighting spirit, and only the strong who have stepped into the legendary realm can display it.

In the midst of the fierce battle, before he knew it, he had taken another small step forward, almost completely crossing the threshold and stepping into the realm he had always dreamed of.

But he didn't notice it at all. At this moment, his mind was completely focused on the fierce battle, and his mind was full of killing, killing and killing, and he didn't think about anything else.

Fish-man?kill!

Fish-Man Warriors?Kill!

Fish-man priests?

Fishman Chieftain?

Fish-Man ...... Well, this isn't a fish-man, it's a kraken that transforms into a fish-man with a spell.

Kill the same!

The sword light flickered. The fighting spirit is burning, and he is galloping across the battlefield like a god of war, and there is no enemy in front of him.

Not to mention all kinds of fish people, even those sea clan powerhouses who disguised themselves as fish people were equally vulnerable in front of him.

Gradually, his whole body seemed to be burning, the light continued to condense on him, and a strange breeze blew on this bloody battlefield, surging towards him from all directions.

"When!" a bell rang, echoing through the ancient temple.

This is located in the center of the continent, the oldest ancient country, the temple of the royal family.

Since that bloody night fifteen years ago, the once bustling temple has become deserted. With the desertion of these years, the already old priest has become even older, and in recent years, he has shown the color of an old dragon clock, as if time is running out.

He had sat quietly in the hall, silently reciting scriptures and praying to the gods of faith. At this moment, when he heard the bell, his dim eyes suddenly flashed a glimmer of light and he stood up.

When I turned my head to look, I saw an ancient bell hanging on the side wall that was honking without wind, and a strange pattern gradually emerged on it.

It was not a pattern, it was a text that only the priests could understand, a text that belonged to an ancient civilization that had long since passed, a text left by their gods, a symbol of the glory of the great kingdom in the past.

"Rai...... ......The old priest read the word with some hesitation, trying to remember which of the most powerful members of the royal family it was.

After a moment, he shook his head, a little dazed.

Because of that massacre, the Descendants of the Eagle have withered in recent years, and there are not many strong people who can handle it. If you can touch that line, you will see that you are about to cross the limit of mortals, and you don't have that name when you think about it.

Maybe...... Not those who have been active in recent years, but some reclusive predecessors?

He thought about it again.

Suddenly, his body shook, and his eyes widened in surprise with a look of disbelief.

He ran with an astonishing speed of his steps, and there was no sign of old age at all.

Moments later, he arrived in the book room, activated a magic circle, and entered a secret room.

It was a truly top-secret place in the temple, and only the chief priests could know from the gods in prayer. The celebrant of each generation kept this secret until his death, and could not even tell anyone.

Inside the chamber was a dark void, and small lights floated around him, like a little starlight.

There used to be sparks all over the place, like a sky full of stars, but now there is only a few lights, and even he, who is already old and dizzy, can count the number at a glance.

But instead of focusing on the lights in front of him, he looked around the corner.

In a dark corner, a small light is shining calmly.

The old man reached out a little nervously and touched the lamp with his magic.

The lights became louder, reflecting a proud, upright, and energetic face.

"Sure enough, it's you!"

The old man laughed silently, his face full of relief. (To be continued.) )