Dull, hot, oppressive......

This is all that the electric monk can feel. Wrapped in the petrified body of the fishman, he had no possibility of moving. The feeling of suffocation filled his airways, and the heavy restraint made it impossible to exert his strength up and down.

The psionic amplifier implanted in the back of his neck emitted a "drip" alarm, which resounded in his cranial cavity with the help of bone conduction. His brain was hissing and boiling, and his ravaged body was like a shale rock that could fall apart at any moment.

However, he still did not give up, even though reason and thinking had become unattainable. The belief in the god of virtual games supports him like a white flame, and if the faith is not extinguished, he will not die.

Finally, with all his willpower, he silently recited Stim's holy name, and the electric monk finally paid off. The "Escape Technique" circle, which was imprinted in its body at the same time as the psionic energy amplifier, was finally triggered to take effect.

His arms stretched out in front of him. All the original earth and rocks have been moved to the place where the two arms were before. When his fingers touched each other, a magical gesture characteristic of Pastor Stim was used.

At the location he was pointing, the earth and stones in the fishman's petrified body instantly turned into "pixelated" modules, as if they were built out of building blocks. The electric monk pushed forward hard, and the pixel blocks collapsed layer by layer and scattered to the ground.

"Hiss~" The air poured in along the opened passage, and the electric monk took a long breath, he didn't have time to care about the sand inhaled in his mouth and nose, but used another "pixel technique" on the fisherman's body.

With a "bang-la-la-la" sound, he finally got his chain flail and long-bladed dagger. Immediately afterward, despite the fishermen's violent reaction, the electric monk "broke through the ground" (literally) directly from his body, and gave his opponent a slam on the flail with his backhand.

Turned into a body of earth and stone, this time he was chained, and the fat mayor was not as casual as before. Its body cracked in large chunks, and its face was cracked extensively.

The house leak happened to rain overnight, and after just a few hard hits, the action time of the "stone body elixir" was over. The fisherman fell straight to the ground, with a big hole in his chest and a missing piece on his body, like a rag doll that had been broken.

"Sneer"...... A long-bladed dagger stabbed him in the throat. "Thorny"...... Rotate vigorously for a week. He cut off the fishman's head ring. The head like a fat-headed fish rolled to the side with a "grunt", and the fat mayor finally died at the hands of the electric monk.

After doing this, the electric monk gasped, but he did not let his guard down. Because there is an even bigger problem at the scene - the leaning tower built by the mayor of the soft maple city who turned into a fishman now seems to have completely completed the final blood sacrifice.

The blood of the fishmen and the artisans who had killed themselves under control had now gathered into a bubbling stream, which seemed to flow to the surface of the tower like life, and quickly penetrated along the cracks.

The electric monk looked at everything in front of him, his brain racing, looking for a solution. Although he didn't know exactly what the purpose of this leaning tower was, he could probably guess that all this must have something to do with the benthic demon fish, and most likely to summon that kind of strange monster.

"Ramsey is in such a mess now," the electric monk mused, "If a benthic demon fish comes in and intervenes again, the world will probably suffer from the double poison of the emperor and that terrible strange monster from the ancient evil." Our God's new plan to spread the faith will be thwarted. ”

Thinking about this, he no longer hesitated. "No matter what the cost," the electric monk tightened his grip on the shackles again, "I will destroy this filthy creature today. ”

Reassembling the dagger back into the slot, the Arctic gripped the handle of the flail with his right hand and squeezed the spiked chains together with his left hand.

Blood flowed down the wound, and he smeared his own blood all over every sacred emblem carved into the flail. "The great god of virtual games is with me," the electric monk chanted Stim's holy name and began to use the highest level of "manifestation".

As soon as his prayer was finished, the deity responded to the priest's request. A devastating light surged from the electric monk's body, tearing through the burqa he was wearing, and shooting straight into the night sky.

"The gods are giving their priests divine powers!" Standing at the top of the protruding headland, looking at the pillar of light beyond the mountains, the emperor's heart couldn't help but be slightly shocked, and he immediately invoked his authority to order the robber of the dog: "Take the army and march to the location of the pillar of light." If you spot the avatar of a deity, attack it immediately!"

At the same time, he himself left from the top of the mountain. The current situation was somewhat unfavorable to him, and two more generals had lost contact with him, and the emperor had to be busy preparing for their resurrection again. He was a little lacking in skill now. The two robbers, the Dog Tamer and the Bone Eater, shouldn't have split their forces while the war was advancing, but now he didn't have a good choice.

In addition to the Emperor, there were many other beings in the Ramsay Plane who had also noticed this pillar of divine light. Of course, none of them really felt as much as Toplo, who was next to the pillar of light.

The Lord of the Extremely Angry Ocean, who was defeated by the dog trainers, is now wrapped in the swarthy leaning tower, just about to break the "cocoon" on his body and re-enter the stage of the Ramsay plane. But at this moment, as a benthic demon fish, he actually felt a breath that made him feel uncomfortable.

"Ignorant god slave!"

Toplo was about to blow up. He felt the chrysalis outside the cocoon of a priest using the highest level of manifestation. If it is allowed to succeed, although the other party will be cleansed of the soul by the surging divine power and turned into a completely selfless god shell, this also means that the last seed of the benthic demon fish empire in this plane will also be annihilated.

You know, after he was defeated by the dog trainers, it took a lot of effort and used some of his own flesh as bait to trick a fishman with status and let him hold a blood sacrifice ceremony for him to restore his strength. And now, the situation called "Failure" seems to have found his door again—a priest of a god has broken through his blood ritual.

"That's all I have to do!"

His parotid glands bulged, and six follicles erupted from the cheekholes on either side of him, suspended in the middle of the viscous fluid. He used his tentacles to flick the follicles one by one, and began to chant incantations in his mouth. At a speed visible to the naked eye, Toplo's body quickly dried up, turning from a sturdy bottom-dwelling devilfish into a salted fish that could not move.

Those follicles are like sprouts that have absorbed enough water, growing at an incredible rate. "BoboBobo...... After six consecutive crisp cracking sounds, all six benthic devilfish hatched out of the follicles. Although they looked the size of ordinary juveniles, the three eyeballs on their heads showed an age that did not match their size.

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