"Hypocritical gods, ridiculous believers, if that slut in Loerfando knows that he has such a believer who cares about the world, doesn't know whether to cry or laugh?"

Kasa's bony claws sneered from a rag baggage, an aura of disdain filled with dissatisfaction with the gods. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Silu glanced at the burden on her side, she was tired and didn't even have the strength to speak, lying in the carriage like a snake, as if she was dead.

Beside her, an old woman moaned weakly, and the old face peeking out of the quilt was like a boiled red shrimp, steaming wisps of heat.

After all, he was an old man of sixty or seventy years old, and after days of hurrying and frosting, the weakened system had reached its limit, and finally rolled off the carriage and was carried by the paladin into the carriage, which was always dead.

Yes, it's always the dead.

Si Silu turned over helplessly, and the almost non-stop moaning in her ears made her unable to sleep at all, but the mental power that was consumed in her mind kept urging her to use sleep to recover her mental power, she tried desperately to sleep, but she was used to the emptiness She really couldn't sleep! Her brain was almost about to explode, she had already heard the protest of the milky white brain, that sound, it was simply the sound of rough porcelain scratched with glass, she really ...... Be at the end of one's forbearance!

The thin fingers were withdrawn, the black mandala pattern on the center of the eyebrows flashed slightly, and immediately dissipated, and the silk dew moaned comfortably, turned around and fell asleep.

"This hypocritical god, you are worthy of the name of the Holy Light, although I am the King of Darkness, but the majestic figure still fascinates me, if it weren't for the darkness, I would have ...... at that time"

Casa chattered endlessly, tens of thousands of years with nothing to do in the dark, and suddenly came to the light, feeling that every living being has a unique soul, and they all want to understand, to talk, so that it becomes a chatter.

Beside her, the moaning old woman had lost her last life, and even if she was wrapped in a thick quilt, she couldn't stop the heat that was slowly lost.

"Squeak~"

The doors opened, and the figures of the two paladins blocked the howling cold wind, preventing it from destroying the rare heat in the carriage.

"Lady Lando, it's time to take your medicine. ”

The paladin on the left is holding a bowl of brown medicinal soup, which is slightly bitter, and when you smell it, you know that this is not a bowl of medicinal soup that is very good to drink.

"Lady Landau?" the paladin called out again, "the medicine needs to be drunk while it's hot to get better, and if it weren't for the damn weather, I could have used the Holy Light to make you comfortable." ”

"Lady Landau?"

A silent and mysterious aura emerged from the corners of the carriage with the shouts of the paladin, permeating the entire carriage, and the temperature in the carriage dropped by one degree in an instant.

In her sleep, Si Silu wrapped herself in the quilt, retracted her arms into the quilt, and let out a long breath.

The faces of the two paladins changed, and the bad premonition made them chuckle, and their bodies quickly leaned forward, and their faces suddenly changed.

Madame Landau's face was as stiff as a piece of pig iron, the folds of her lips were faintly bruised, and the thick shadows under the corners of her eyes rendered half of her face, and she could no longer die if she was already dead.

"How so!"

The paladin scratched his head in annoyance, he was not distressed by the death of Madame Lando, after all, even if an old lady of sixty or seventy years old died, as a person who was not very related, even a paladin who believed in light, he did not have a lot of emotion.

What bothered him was this inexplicable death, this carriage had become synonymous with death, this should have been the warmest and most popular carriage, but since the first person moved in, there have been many deaths, and eight people have died so far, and the only one who can hold on is the little girl who is lying down now.

"You have to persevere!"

The paladin dragged Lady Rando's corpse, took one last look back at Silklu, who was lying there sleeping, turned around, and closed the door of the carriage.

"I'll stick to it!"

............

"Did you run away?"

The light revived the slumbering thoughts in the book, and cast his gaze on the long convoy of cars in the earth, "How can you do such a disobedient thing as escaping as food?"

One by one, the souls came from the silk threads, reciting the names of the gods, prostrating step by step, and slowly walking towards the bronze shrine on the book of the messenger of light, whenever a soul approached, the white light on the bronze throne swelled violently, swallowing the soul directly, and in the moment of shrinking, the mutilated and undisguised faint consciousness was crushed into dust.

"However, if you run away, you can escape for your life? It's really naïve, resources are always just food, how can you struggle if you have long been determined by fate for the future?"

The silver figure stood on the hill next to the orc tent, muttering such words. Gutel listened with interest, and the sneer in the corner of his eye was still exposed even if he tried to hide it.

A ninth-level mage who is not even a saint, even if he is a legendary saint, can't be arrogant and talk about topics related to fate and the original intention of life, that is no longer the profundity of thought brought by broad-mindedness, it is already the ridiculous behavior of a weak ant looking up at the dragon and discussing how fresh the dragon eats every day.

However, as a collaborator who is not an enemy and a friend, such an opponent is what he likes to see, after all, it is only in the presence of the conceited that his knowledge that has accumulated thousands of years can bring him the greatest benefit.

Therefore, not only can he not stop it, but he should give him another boost, so that he can go further and further on the road of death.

"Your Excellency Jin Li, do you need help?"

Gutel asked with a smile, the yellow-green medicinal juice in his hand was drunk, and the sour and astringent taste awakened his consciousness at the same time, and also made his mind begin to frantically calculate the gains and losses of the action.

"Of course!" Jin Li turned his head to look at Gutel, the black vortex under his silver eyes swirled, and countless undercurrents were shattered, "I need ten thousand warriors of the beast clan to bring the creatures who dare not die to the original path." ”

"Ten thousand?

Gutel turned the cup and refused quietly, according to his experience, human beings are very suspicious creatures, too easy to get but will not be cherished, so he decided, to compress 10,000 to 7,000, of course, how many warriors to let go in the end depends on his final will, maybe he felt that the sun was too dazzling that day, so he casually sent forty or fifty thousand orcs out, as for the purpose...... Gutel smiled, how about letting the wind go?

Jin Li's eyes condensed slightly, and he hated refusal, "Not much, Gutel Shaman, you must know that their guardian power is definitely a lot." ”

"No, I think it's too much, in terms of strength, the warriors of the beast clan can fight ten at a time, not to mention, the paladins in Cosmo Giant City are only more than 30,000 people at most, how many people can be sent to escort a team?"

"And what if?"

"No whatever!"

"I said if!" Jin Li's expression was a little hideous.

Gutel smiled and said lightly: "There are no ifs in this world!"

The cold wind suddenly blew, taking away a trace of temperature, and a snowflake broke through the confinement of the blood-colored canopy above his head, fell, and drifted in front of Jin Li with the cold wind.

Jin Li suddenly smiled, "I think, if you don't send 10,000 beast warriors, then, I think, the number of paladins will reach more than 20,000!"

Guntel's face sank, "You're threatening me?"

"Perhaps, Venerable Shaman. Jin Li stood up, bowed slightly, and said with a faint smile: "I look forward to ten thousand heroic beast warriors appearing in front of that group of fleeing resources. ”

After speaking, he turned around and walked slowly towards the bottom of the mountain.

"Hmph!" Gutel was furious, and the threat in his words could be known without even thinking about it, at least 20,000 paladins...... 10,000 orc warriors...... I swear there will never be an orc warrior out of the ......

"Oh, by the way, I suddenly remembered that there seemed to be a little flaw on my hands and feet on the holy bead......"

Jin Li turned around and smiled very gently at Guter, and then the silver light flashed and dissipated in place.

"Smack!"

The bowl shattered, leaving a trail of debris. (To be continued.) )