Will there be ordinary farmhouses here?

There is a positive answer in everyone's hearts, no!!

Not to mention here, even in the last days outside this other dimension, I am afraid that there will not be an ordinary peasant family to survive here. 【Starter】

But...... The facts are right in front of you!!

In a few earthen houses in the distance, black smoke from the chimneys kept drifting out, drifting away with the wind, and slowly disappearing. If you look closely, in the grassland, there are still sheep in the fence......

Sheep??

"Baa ......"

"Baa ......"

A woman dressed in European medieval clothes is squatting beside a ewe squeezing sweet milk, and the iron bucket next to her gradually fills with the rhythm of her palm. The woman smiled softly and walked slowly towards her room with the bucket.

This......

That's a big difference, isn't it!!

The strange scene that happened in the Scarlet Plains just now was enough to shock people's hearts, but no one expected that meeting an ordinary farmer would make people's expressions more exciting.

A crisp cry resounded through the night sky, and the pintail swifts slowly descended into a small church not far from the farmers.

Church......

Not far from several farmhouses, there is a church made of mud huts, and an old wooden cross stands above the church gate. The nest of the pintail swift is on top of the church roof tiles.

On the other side of the church, there are fields of golden wheat.

Under the moonlight, these golden wheat fields emitted a dark golden glow, and Yang Qun almost forgot about the knowledge of plant photosynthesis taught to him in biology class at this moment. Are these wheat fields enough to survive in the moonlight?

Men and women weave, milk and bread, here is like a paradise, harmony makes people feel incredible!!

The weirdest thing is......

In the crowd, Yang Qun returned the face of the Oriental.

Chinese people??

Yellow skin, next to the face of the Chinese character, the standard Chinese yellow race.

Yang Qun's heart was shocked, everyone stood in front of this farm in a daze, and they didn't know what to do, if they really encountered some demons and monsters, they didn't know how to be so surprised, but ...... The scene in front of them really scared them.

In the end, Yang Qun and his people were also discovered by farmers in the distance.

group, their reaction is even more intense!!This space has not seen a living person for a long time!!

And the shock brought to them by Yang Qun's appearance shocked them even more!!

"Ding-dong, ding-dong, ding-dong!!"

The bronze bell at the top of the church rang loudly, like a deafening trumpet of war. The people between the farmhouses heard the crowd rushing home and closed the door tightly.

"They seem to be scared of us?" Li Chao said with squinted eyes.

"No, they're preparing for battle. Yang Qun shook his head, he had already come, they were not hiding, but ......

Ready for battle!!

Soon, the door opened again.

Men burst out, all armed and armoured. Those European-style armor were painted with silver-white runes, and those runes were outlined together to give people an incomparably sacred feeling.

And in the center of their armor chest, a large cross is imprinted.

"Grass!!It can't be the Crusader Army!!" Li Chao even stared out of his eyes, could it be that this group of people in front of him turned out to be the crazy and paranoid terrible army in the history books?

"No, they're Holy Cult Army. Nightshades shook their heads, their armor evoking legends in their own family.

Holy Army!!

Once all the rage in the European Middle Ages, they are upright, heroic, fair, and powerful!!They are the biggest nemesis and enemies of vampires, werewolves, dark mages, and witches who are on a mission to eradicate evil forces, and fight against aliens every day. Their presence is a great headache for the Dark Council, each of whom has a pure faith and a strong consciousness.

And also...... Strength!!!

The silver moon shone brightly, the silver white of the people's armor exuded a faint light, the blades on both sides of the long sword and the giant blade in their hands were also polished by Mithril, and the blood groove was outlined by pure silver runes.

Obviously...... They put Yang Qun as a heretic.

"They seem to be Holy Cult warriors who specialize in blood. ”

"Nightfall, are you a werewolf? Are you a heretic?" Yang Qun turned his head and let out a sarcastic laugh.

"Probably...... Forget it!!"

"Whoosh!!"

While the crowd was still talking, an arrow feather was shot at the people. The arrow on that feather was not ordinary steel, but Mithril with magical runes outlined!!

Nightfall could have taken the blow without fear, but not now, Mithril is his natural enemy, and in the werewolf bloodline, Mithril is the poison that specializes in restraining them. No matter how strong their bodies are, their lives can be in danger if they are impaled by Mithril!!

However, even so, these arrows still couldn't hit the Night Dead, because their strength was limited, and they were only as strong as the third-order high-level!!

"What's next?"

"Are you going to kill them?"

Is it necessary to keep the hands of the enemy who has already launched an attack on him? Li Chao and Yang Qun died at night, waiting for their orders.

Yang Qun shook his head, although the other party had already launched an attack on him, but the other party was a human after all. There's a good chance they're the only humans who exist here, humans who exist to resist those vampires.

What will be the consequences of killing them, Yang Qun doesn't know, and he also needs to leave the lives of these humans behind, and ask what it is.

Yang Qun raised his hand for a while, and bursts of white mist drifted by.

"Ding Ding!!"

Countless arrow-feathered spears were intercepted in the white mist.

The knights of the Holy Cult on the other side were shocked.

"Oh no, it's magic!! cover your mouth!"

"Mage, dispel the magic !!"

The white mist of a strong man who looked like a leader immediately covered his mouth, for fear that there would be some poisonous gas inside.

The old man in a white robe beside him walked out slowly with a dry wooden stick. At the very top of the stick, a silvery-white gem shines brightly.

"Purification!!"

A white light shot out of the staff, piercing the sky and smashing into the white mist, and the white light burst open, illuminating the entire night sky as dazzling as the sun in the daytime.

However......

The white fog seems to have no effect.

Obviously, this white mist is not some magic, but the body of the "fog". And the fog is the product of scientific mutation, and these white fogs are his body, not some soul, and not some evil magic.

The white dazzling light couldn't hurt the fog at all, and the blades in the white mist still shattered those attacks.

The mage's attack didn't have any effect......

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