The so-called war is probably a collection of killing and death, a collection of all cruel and ugly desires. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

No living beings like war, and even the god of war, who sits on the throne of the god of war, is afraid that he is extremely disgusted with war.

However, like death, war comes when it is time to come.

Whether it was the light conquering the darkness tens of thousands of years ago, or the killing of orcs by humans thousands of years ago, or the ongoing battle of orc revenge, although everyone was resisting the war, he still happened.

The battle-hardened city of Cosmo is once again in the midst of war, and the blood-baptized obsidian walls are once again soaked in hot blood, awakening the sleeping beast from its slumber.

The intricate streets have been completely torn down, leaving behind the remains of the broken walls to perfect fortifications, horrific tools of destruction have been pushed from the warehouses to the walls, and sharp arrows have been carefully examined, one by one, to ensure that the armor-piercing runes are engraved enough to tear through the behemoth.

The precious magic props were carefully carried up the wall by several mages, and the expensive magic metal was linked with a series of mysterious lines, and the bright stars flashed on it, as if it contained a space, and the creep on his side passed out on the ground after just looking at it.

The magician didn't even look at the soldiers, the mana on his body was agitated, and the magic props were carefully placed, in this world where there was an extreme lack of magic props, a magic prop was worth three or four hundred people's lives.

"Put!"

Carefully landed, the magic props were perfectly placed in the designated place, and a group of magicians immediately surrounded them, and the magic power in their hands was continuously transported into the magic props.

The magic prop suddenly glowed red, and the scorching heat of the flames spread instantly, burning the mage's hair to ashes in an instant.

The magicians paused for a moment, and then burst out laughing, "Well, that's how it should be!

"Really?"

Bishop Miser stood in front of the cathedral, he was older and more tired than a few days ago, and even half of his gray hair had fallen out, he shook his head gently, looked back at the still bright but dusty Cosmo Cathedral, and muttered, "Is this lesson enough......?"

Rummaging through the battle report in the palm of his hand, two drops of moisture soaked the paper, blurring the ink on it that had just been written a few minutes earlier.

Misher raised his head and burst into tears, and the old man cried like a child, "Lord, are you blind to the slaughter of your followers like pigs and dogs?"

The red robe fell, the holy light was covered with dust, and the huge church of Cosmo was silent, and there were no gods to answer his doubts.

He looked to the north, feeling the "giant beast" that was constantly emitting a ferocious aura, and the picture of his memory ended in the early winter ten years ago, and an inexplicable light flashed on his face, once, twice...... The sourness on his face gradually disappeared and changed to an indifferent appearance.

"Life and death are common things, aren't they?"

He smiled sarcastically, threw away the paper in his hand, turned around, and walked up the stairs with great difficulty, into the "world of the Lord".

In the first year of the Frost Age, the orcs came out of the mountains and waged war with revenge.

From the first year to the tenth year of the Frost Age, the brainless orcs became unusually smart, skillfully using various tactics to defeat several major paladins in the giant city of Cosmo.

Ten years of frost, the orcs have attacked......

However, just when everyone was afraid of death, to everyone's surprise, the orc carrier came in a rage, vowing to use human blood to wash away the shame imprinted on the bloodline of the orc three thousand years ago, but after losing some warriors, or a few small victories, the orc military camp a few kilometers away fell into an eerie silence.

Orcs?

But no one bothered about it now, and none of the people in Cosmo had any intention of caring about the orcs who were close at hand.

When the battle reports were collected from various channels to the giant city of Cosmo, the bloody case that occurred in the Cosmo steppe completely surfaced and was placed in front of everyone.

All seven migrating teams were intercepted by the orcs, along with the 3,000 paladins and 180,000 newly recruited knights drawn from each paladin order, all of whom died under the orclaws. Not even a single horse escaped.

"We need an explanation!"

Nearly 200,000 black-armored soldiers stood silently at the door of Cosmo Cathedral with their long swords, allowing the paladins in front of them to roar loudly, their eyes always lowered, staring at the tightly inlaid bluestone slabs on the ground, without even the slightest reaction.

The father is gone, the mother is gone, the wife is gone, the children are gone, they have all become a pile of rotten meat, or rations, these men who are not afraid of death fall into a deep dazedness, they seem to have their vertebrae removed in an instant, and the whole person is in deep sorrow.

"You, these cowardly warriors, you don't deserve the title of warriors, whoever kills your relatives, you go to whoever kills them, and kill them cleanly!" The paladin stood in front of 200,000 black-armored soldiers and roared, "You cowards, it is those hateful orcs on the other side who kill your relatives! Not the Great God of Light, but those filthy bastards! Turn around, aim your sword at the orcs behind you, kill them all, go, go, kill ......"

How did he go wrong? How could he have agreed to his family joining the migratory party? Was it from the time of defeat? Or from the time when the Orcs invaded the giant city of Cosmo?

Nearly 200,000 people stretched out their palms at the same time, hesitated and slowly shook it, and a tear "snapped" on the black glove, shattering into countless crystal points of light.

The gushing paladin instantly closed his mouth and cautiously stepped back, raising the long sword in his hand slightly, guarding against what might happen.

"We need an explanation!"

The third defender of the city, who had not recovered from his injuries, stubbornly stood at the front, endured an axe to kill the old priest in front of him who was constantly spitting saliva, and coldly said his demands.

"What are you doing, defenders, blocking the doors of the church, are you provoking, are you flouting the majesty of the god of light? are you all not wanting to live? this is the church, not your doghouse full of garbage, get back to me, or I'll let the paladins kill you all!"

The third defender of the city turned pale, gritted his teeth, and repeated word by word: "We need an explanation!"

"Explain! I'll tell you, what is the explanation! Go back to your barracks now, go and eat the sour pig food made by your cook, who can only make pig food, and then, take your inferior shields, and go and kill the orcs who are as filthy as you are! ”

The old priest's arrogant words made the 200,000 defenders behind the third defender have a momentary look drifting away, and the third defender closed his eyes and opened his mouth heavily, "We, we need an explanation!"

"Stupid! Stupid! Stupid! Sure enough, it is a weak human who believes in weak gods, and he can't even tell the current situation, you have to understand who is the master here! Who is the dog! You tough cheap dog, go and lick the toes of your garbage gods, this is the church of the great God of Light, what qualifications do you have to stand here!"

The old priest jumped around, his red robe flying up and down comically against his thin body, and a wizened finger almost poked into the face of the third defender.

The third defender of the city took a deep breath, for him who was grumpy, the old priest was able to live until now I have to say that it was already a miracle, if it were not for the instructions of the second defender, now the old priest would be able to be a blessing of the god of light Lorfando.

He opened his eyes, his eyes floating, suppressed the murderous intent that was about to erupt, and said, "We need an explanation!"

"You, you, you......"

The old priest had never seen such a brazen man, and a beggar-like figure was inclined to the rich to explain, and this was really ...... It's really unreasonable.

"I tell you, in the name of the God of Light, you will not get any explanation, you will not get any ......"

Oliver retracted his gaze, turned his head and asked, "How did this kind of thing climb to the priest's position?"

"A day ago, he was a leper dog hiding in an empty house, and I had just given him the duties of a priest this morning. ”

"Well, it's no wonder. The gloom on Oliver's face dissipated, and he looked at the old priest who jumped to his feet and scolded with relish, and smiled, "It seems that the Holy See is still too detached, at least, I think that some priests of this kind of goods can be found, and it is always useful when it is critical." ”

"That's just as well. Fahualia closed the book in his hand, swept the empty room for a week, went to the window, and looked out at the street, "It's a little unaccustomed." ”

The giant city of Cosmo, which crouched in the far north like a giant beast, completely fell into a black sea, black cloth decorated all the buildings, and a tall flag was planted at the door of each house, on which were written blood-colored names, just like the Grim Reaper's Dark Book, representing death.

The smell of decay and dampness came to the face, and with a faint cry that came to mind from somewhere, it haunted everyone who was alive.

The people who did not leave the giant city of Cosmo wandered through the streets, stopped after walking a few steps, looked up at the black flags fluttering in the sky, and did not know what they were muttering, just kept talking, kept talking, and suddenly, showed a big smile.

"It's pitiful, is this the sorrow of the weak?"

Fahualia shook her head and made a reluctant assessment, "You say, are they glad they didn't migrate?"

Oliver shrugged, indicating that he didn't know.

"Hey, forget it, even if you know, it's just a weakling, who cares about their appeals? Anyway, the Holy See gave us a share of 50 million, but now it's only 10 million, which is very early, so don't care at all. ”

Fahualia smiled self-deprecatingly, feeling that he was really very merciful, and he actually cared about the feelings of the ants for a moment, worthy of the mercy knight of the Holy See, and it was really mercy.

"You're immersed in your goodness again?"

Behind him, a portal opened silently, and Arikusd opened it from the portal, looked at Fahualia by the window, and asked.

"Can't you do it?" Fahualia asked, "see how pitiful these people are, who are afraid day and night to live, who are afraid all day long, who are not afraid of not having anything to eat, or who are afraid of dying in the next moment, how pitiful they are, and I pray to the gods for them, save them, whether it is to give them food or to give shelter, whatever it is!

Oliver went on to say, "And then sacrifice them at the critical time, so that they can go to eternal paradise lost with gratitude to God?"

"What's so bad about it? People are born to suffer, and I have given them hope in their place and eternal happiness for God. ”

"But it doesn't seem like that's what they think. Arikustead then said.

Fahualia turned around and asked Aricusd with a smile, "Oh, yes? So how did they do it?"

"Curse!"

Arikud slowly spit out two words, but it was like a mountain smashing into the hearts of the two smiling paladins, the warm smile froze, the casual body tensed suddenly, and the two pairs of eyes and four lines of sight fell on Arrikust's body.

"It's a curse!" Arikusd sat down, picked up the glass and took a sip of water, "I was just then, and a million-level curse came down in an instant, and a venomous roar swirled in my head, cursing the fall of the gods. ”

"How...... Will ......"

"They should be grateful, at least I think they should be grateful until I arrive. "But it is clear that we are wrong, the process of their death has been greatly lengthened, at least by more than half, and in this time, something very important must have happened, so that these millions of believers have suffered the blasphemy of their faith, and they have completely degenerated, from praise to curse." ”

"And what did you find?"

"Legend of the Abyss!"

As soon as the words fell, Oliver and Fahuaria's faces changed drastically, and they looked at Arrikuste in shock, "This is impossible! The abyss is guarded by those adults, and it is absolutely impossible for any of the abyssal creatures to escape!"

"I think so too! But the abyssal creature who summoned the undead calls himself the great Lord Casa, and I think you are no stranger to the Casa. ”

"Casa of the gatekeeper?"

Aristotle nodded, "He has a little remnant soul left! ”

"That ......"

"He ran," Arikusd said. ”

"Why?"

"He exchanged a chance to live with me with a piece of information!"

Oliver and Fahualia were startled, their faces uncertain, "You mean...... Blasphemer!" (To be continued.) )