"That guy isn't the Pope of the Church of Light, we'll ...... if we catch him."

"Shhhh Oliver brutally covered the mouth of one of the city guards. "Wait a minute, this guy seems to be talking to someone right now. ”

The city guard nodded in a panic, and the moment he was covered in his mouth, he seemed to feel that Oliver had killed him.

Oliver glanced coldly at the city guards, and then turned his gaze back to the Pope not far away.

In the midst of the weedy ruins, a few rays of early morning light pierced through the dawn and cast a distant projection on the Pope's body, looking extremely sacred. It's a pity that Oliver knows in his heart that even this ray of sunshine is just a man-made product.

"Since the dawn of time, countless planes have risen and countless interfaces have collapsed, and under the general trend, who will redeem them? Everything is like the law, and it is not predetermined to drink and peck at it?"

In the majestic morning light, the Pope muttered to himself.

"Our Blue Realm has survived for too long, too long. If this is something that exists in this world, it will one day go into decline. As is true of all things, nothing lasts forever, not even gods......"

"The nothingness of the past, the endless glory, everything will disappear. Life is so insignificant and insignificant in the face of the ultimate. ”

"Whether it's light or darkness, it's just a form after all. One thought of light, one thought of darkness. Where there is light, there must be darkness, and there is no need to force it. It is enough to follow the instinct in everyone's heart, the survival instinct hidden in the heart......"

"Creating gods...... Whether it is a demon or a god, who in this world can give a definite answer......"

"What is this old guy babbling about?" a city guard hiding in the shadows couldn't help but curse.

"Maybe I'm old and delirious. ”

Having said that, Oliver's eyes were firmly fixed on the Pope in the morning light not far away, listening to his words, Oliver had some vague understanding.

The Pope leaned over slowly, then bent over slowly, like an old man who had stepped into an old wilt and was getting up early to do exercise.

"Captain, what are you waiting for, now he is only one person, if you don't rush up and catch him at this time, there will be no way to wait until that group of believers comes......"

"Yes, Captain, if you don't go at this time, when will you stay!"

Several city guards behind them kept urging, no matter whether there was any possibility of ambush, the crisis of survival pressed on their heads and they were almost breathless.

Oliver hesitated for a moment, then nodded. Even if he still felt a little uneasy in his heart at the moment, the deserted streets at the moment were indeed the best opportunity to kidnap the Pope.

Although they did not know why the Pope was standing alone in this ruin.

"Everything is the same, like a dream. If dew is like electricity, it should be viewed as such. ”

Perhaps, only with a clear conscience can we truly feel the meaning of life. ”

The old man was talking to himself, not noticing the slightest movement in the weeds beneath his feet.

The ripples in the air appeared a strange flood, and the corners of the old man's old mouth suddenly hooked up an unbelievable smile:

"There is only killing...... in order to live better. ”

As soon as the words fell, a loud shout came, and dozens of big men suddenly came out of the overgrown trees, and buckled the Pope's back to the ground with just one shot!

"Captain, look, that's what this guy is. There's nothing to worry about......"

A big man used his huge knee to resist the shoulder bone of the old man who fell to the ground, making it difficult for the other party to even turn over. At the same time, he looked a little out of breath because of the nervousness just now.

Oliver frowned slightly, he had thought that there would be some trap waiting for them, but the Pope of the Church of Light was easily subdued. It was a feeling that made him feel a little unreal.

"Ahem, you young people, you really don't talk about martial arts, and you sneak attack an old man like me. The old man still had no fear, and said with a faint smile.

"Why, did you talk about martial arts when you killed so many of us!" said one of the city guards viciously. "Look at your current embarrassment, why don't you call your Lord of Light to save you!"

"My lord has his own arrangements. The Pope laughed:

"But you, what are you going to do with an old man like me? Are you going to kill me to vent your anger? Or are you going to tie me up and exchange me for contribution points? But it seems that the contribution center of the Blood City has long been lost, right?"

"Damn, do you think we won't dare to kill you!" the strong man-like city guard glared angrily.

"After we take you hostage and run to other cities, we will decisively tear up the ticket, and then we will cut you into two pieces with one knife!"

"How can two sections be enough, at least eighteen pieces must be cut!"

"Eighteen paragraphs! Eighteen paragraphs!"

The rest of the city guards shouted.

The Pope, who was pressed to the ground, still looked happy, but his head slowly flipped and gradually turned to a hundred and eighty degrees, startling the city guards who were pressing him. The latter reacted quickly and continued to suppress the Pope's head.

"Little brother, you are the leader here, right, what are you going to do with me?"

The Pope's twisted head cast a look of interest at the silent Oliver, who held a cold gaze.

"Life and death are fateful, and human words are useless. Oliver said lightly.

"Life and death are fate...... Life and death are fate...... is a life and death, hehe, the little brother is also a transparent person. In this regard, I am inferior to you. The Pope burst out laughing loudly, causing the Doomsday Warrior to nervous as he lay on top of him.

"Little brother, I wonder if you are interested in joining the Church of Light, and being baptized by the Lord of Light?" the Pope smiled naturally.

"I'm sorry, I'm a staunch materialist. Oliver looked indifferent.

"Really...... That being the case. The corners of the Pope's mouth rose slightly. "Regrets are always inevitable......"

"You've left your mother ......," the city guards kneeling on the Pope's body were about to scold angrily, but felt a piercing pain coming from his lower abdomen.

The conscription lowered his head, and the city guards saw that there was a bowl-sized blood hole in his lower abdomen.

Inside the blood hole, a huge bone spur emerged from the Pope's neck.

Everyone was stunned.

"You...... You ......" Before he could finish speaking, the huge bone spurs drilled in vain in the body of the city guard, and then pulled out violently. The organs of the city guards were instantly brought out with a pool of blood. Immediately afterwards, the whole person fell to the ground in an instant, his eyes were glazed, and he couldn't die anymore.

"Stand back!" Oliver snapped and flew into the air. The other city guards looked terrified, and they followed suit and burst out.

The Pope smiled faintly, and then, without using his hands, his feet flipped straight up from behind in an eerie posture, and stood silently in place.

"As long as you kill, you can survive better......"

The Pope's eyes opened violently, and countless black bone spurs turned into tide from his body, and the black skeleton spread out like a terrifying demon.

"Here's ...... The power of light. ”

The powerful bone spurs turned into sharp swords, tearing through the sky and chasing after the fleeing people. These usually untrained city guards were the opponents of such terrifying bone spurs, and in less than an instant, they were pierced through their chests, and let out a painful wail as they watched their hearts be taken out.

Oliver is agile, and as an ace doomsday warrior, he won't be so easy to hit the streets. The vigorous roll dodged the fatal blow of a bone spur, which instantly blasted the stone into powder after hitting the giant stone.

Oliver turned back as he ran, and the Pope's hands were raised in the air, and there was a trace of a god between his eyes.

However, it is this kind of power that contains a glimmer of light in the chaotic darkness.

It was full of vitality, as if the entire central camp was illuminated by endless light, and it was like the rejuvenation of the earth, and under such a vitality, the darkness would be dispelled, and the entire Blood City seemed to have vitality.

Before that, the Blood City was still dead and silent, and the entire Blood City was full of death, but when such a vitality was pervasive, it brought life to the entire Blood City and hope to the entire Blood City.

At this moment, it was as if the entire Blood City was no longer so dead

The breath was heavy, and there was no longer a dead silence. Instead, a ray of light rose to the sky, opening violently from the bodies of those believers.

But even this kind of light has a powerful darkness in it. It is a thought of light and a thought of darkness. Here, the Pope is no longer the absolute Pope of Light, he is also a messenger brought from the darkness, and the powerful darkness turns into wings that grow violently, devouring endless flesh and blood.

The taste of fantasy is getting stronger and stronger.

When such vitality emerges, I don't know why, it makes everyone feel comfortable, there is a feeling of pulling out the clouds and seeing the sun, sweeping the clouds and haze, this feeling is not an illusion, but a real personal experience.

Endless bone spurs burst out of the earth frantically, and endless darkness erupted wildly, dragging the surrounding buildings into the dark abyss little by little.

Oliver took a deep breath, even he had never seen anything like it. Not only was he impressed by the terrifying power, but he was silent about the infinite light that enveloped the darkness. This is a scene that has never been seen before.

Huge bone spurs hit like a tidal wave, and Oliver turned his head and ran again, and years of experience had made a qualitative leap in his ability to escape.

Just as he wanted to continue to escape, a familiar figure stood straight in front of him.

"You ......" Oliver was about to speak, when suddenly a sharp pain came from behind him, and then his eyes went black and he fell to the ground.

......

"Hey, do you really want to follow us to the central camp?" On the black path, Lin Yetian lazily complained like a soul jade on the side.

"No, I'll tell you, I grew up over there when I was a kid. Soul Jade muttered.

"What grew up over there, I think you wandered over there, right?"

Lin Yetian complained about the truth. In the eyes of Soul Jade, several people walked in the direction of Blood City.

Heavy rain falls, obscuring the view. The eyes of several people quietly looked at the surrounding night scene, and the terrifying electric snakes swam in the clouds in the sky, but they could not hear a trace of thunder strangely.

There was still no light in the gray sky, and as the blood moon day approached, the darkness in the sky seemed extraordinarily long.

Under the abundant rain, some of the previously dry and cracked puddles were filled again, and the swamp gradually revealed its original hideous appearance, a forbidden area for living creatures.

Along the way, there were lone doomsday soldiers one after another, and with the help of Charlotte, Xue Muyan successfully gathered them. For them, these Doomsday Warriors are quite a formidable force.

Several large legions of the Terran allies suffered heavy losses in this operation, and if it weren't for Charlotte's forcible termination of this hunt in the name of the Lord of Blood City. I'm afraid there will be more bones in the midst of this.

The original Doomsday Warriors were wounded one after another, and even the commanders of several major legions were killed and wounded, and only one of the five commanders-in-chief survived.

Others were either attacked by terrifying creatures along the way, or their heads were torn apart by the giant claws that rose into the sky.

It's a very unusual thing.

In previous years, hunting operations of this magnitude were held before Blood Moon Day, but often they did not result in such large-scale casualties. Countless white bones were suspended on the road, and countless blood glowed into rivers......

In addition to the active attacks of these terrorist creatures, the path of this large-scale operation was also problematic. Unlike the usual best route based on common sense and experience, this time the route was calculated by the three major city lords through some kind of accurate algorithm.

Even if the subordinates had objections, due to the authority of the three city lords, no one could raise any objections.

For Xue Muyan and others, this operation was more of a trap than a hunt.

"So the real purpose of organizing this hunt is to prevent this group of Doomsday warriors from hindering their blood sacrifice in the three cities?"

Xue Muyan muttered.

"Yes, according to my guess, the three cities are now under massive attack. This was an attack from within, and those city guards with wine bags and rice bags were far from being the match for their old foxes. ”

"If you don't spend all of these Doomsday Warriors, then there's a good chance they're going to defect. After all, not every soldier would choose to kill civilians in order to save their lives. ”

Xue Muyan was silent. She turned her head slightly to look at the group of Doomsday Warriors who were limping with their bodies in tow, and nodded slightly.

Even in the midst of the apocalypse, these warriors are truly systematically trained soldiers. In the apocalypse, few people will be stupid enough to do things that are selfless, but in the same way, few people will do things that destroy human nature.

Most people are in the middle. Neither black nor white.