Chapter 468: Massacre (5)
"My mom said it's not good to be shy, but it's cute to look at you. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" Neil Gardan touched the girl's pink face, the girl's whole body trembled, her face was almost dripping blood, and she secretly glanced at the innocent smile on Neil Gardan's face, and tears rolled in her bright big eyes.
"You, you're so rude. The girl snorted, stomped on Nil Gardan hard, and turned her head to hide in the crowd.
Nil Gardan looked at the dust on his shoes and said unhappily: "I saved you, and you still have to step on me." ”
The village names surrounded him at this moment, and the old village chief finally squeezed out, excitedly stepped forward and grabbed the hand holding Nil Gardan, and said, "Little hero, thank you very much for your kindness, can you tell us your name?"
Nil Gardan scratched his head, feeling a little uncomfortable under the many grateful gazes, and said, "My name is Nil Gardan, and I am from the Flame Forest. ”
With that, Nil Gardan squeezed out of the crowd, and when he was about to leave, the chief of the village chased after him, panting like a dog, and the villagers also chased after him, and surrounded him again.
The old village chief took a few breaths and said, "You, if you don't stay, let us thank you for your great kindness, I think everyone will be upset." ”
Nil Gardan wanted to squeeze out of the crowd again, but the villagers stopped him one by one, and they wouldn't let him leave, so he had no choice but to stay.
In the middle of the night, the grand open-air bonfire feast diluted the uncomfortable feelings in his heart, and he was completely integrated into this feast, for him, an innocent boy, it was really not difficult to forget his troubles, and he slept until the next day, and the old village chief began to worry that the orcs would find this place, and Nil Gardan looked at the pleading eyes of the villagers, and agreed to stay, and wait until the blood legion of the gods left the city of Yotak, which was not far away, and then left.
After spending a few days in the village, Nil Gardan found Aran much more interesting than the Forest of Flames, helping the villagers solve their problems, his own strength actually increased, and he was slowly able to listen to the trust and prayers of these village names in his heart, and these voices were especially strong after a dozen elves broke into the village on the seventh day and were destroyed by him.
Some unfamiliar words appeared in his mind, as if they were the message that the Godhead had fed back to him, the power of faith.
After the blood army of the gods left, the villagers could not keep Nir Gardan, so they had to send him to the entrance of the village, and the young man who was about to leave suddenly remembered something, and walked back, the girl hiding in the crowd, her eyes that were filled with mist suddenly became surprised.
Nil Gardan looked at each of the villagers, and said in a loud voice, "I forgot to tell you, my name is Nil Gardan Kenrith, and I am ..... The god of flames. Pray to me when you want to pray in the future, and I will help you. ”
After that, he turned around and flew away, the girl was still silently reciting his name, and wanted to keep it in the bottom of her heart, but the faces of the surrounding villagers were very strange, some were trembling, and some were scolding on the spot.
The name of Kenreth has long been a plague.
The girl looked at the surrounding villagers in bewilderment, their eyes were completely devoid of the previous gratitude and reluctance, and their eyes were full of hatred and anger.
The girl was frightened for a while, looked in the direction of Nil Gardan flying away, and lowered her head gloomily, and when the names of the village were dispersed one after another, the scolding from her parents' mouths could be stopped.
"Nil Gardan, will you come back?"
The girl asked secretly in her heart.
She was just about to leave with her parents, only to hear the voice of Nil Gardan in the depths of her soul, and said: "It's strange, how can I still hear your voice just now, now you are the only one left, what are you telling me to do, won't it be an orc again?"
The girl was pleasantly surprised, and said in her heart: "You.... Where are you going?"
"Hmm....... I don't know. Ahh ”
The girl's face turned red, she didn't know how to answer, and then looked at her parents who had not stopped scolding, and said, "You..... Can you come back and let me go with you, I'..... I can be your most devout believer. ”
"Take you......? Let me think about ......"
The girl's heart rose to her throat, and she said hurriedly: "You, didn't you say that you wanted to help us, I have prayed to you, how can you not believe in your words." ”
"Don't talk nonsense, I don't believe in what I say, since you are still pious to me...... Okay, but you have to be my believer, and I'll be your god from now on. There was a hint of antiquation and a hint of pride in Neil Gardan's words.
"Are you just a believer?" the girl muttered with a slight loss.
"What are you talking about?" asked her mother.
The girl hurriedly covered her mouth, shook her head, and said, "It's nothing." ”
She secretly replied in her heart, "Believers are believers, you ..... Will you let me see you?"
Nil Kadan said happily: "Haha, I have a believer! My first believer, you wait, my Nil Kadan will come back." ”
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And the blood spread over the land of Perosa, a hundred and twenty thousand men in the city of Rojosaxe, seven hundred and eighty thousand in the city of Nobia, and two million three hundred and thirty thousand in the city of Bari...... Wait, one number after another, and then spread Qi Meng's name to every corner of the southern world, if the first great man in history still needs to be argued, then the most vicious demon is undoubtedly him.
Within a month, hundreds of millions of people had died indirectly or directly at the hands of the Blood of the Gods, and even the elven priests and several high chieftains began to persuade Qi Meng to stop this almost paranoid killing, sometimes being extremely vicious to the enemy, which only made the enemy fight back more ferociously.
Previously, when Qi Meng slaughtered in the Pirosa Empire, there were still many cities in the vast territory of the empire that were safe and sound, and this peace made them feel that no matter how fierce Qi Meng was, it would not interfere with them, and some people would think that the empire had a population of more than 3 billion, and it was good to die hundreds of millions, just liberating more resources, so when Qi Meng killed hundreds of millions of people, the ten heads of this killing did not stop, they would realize that the butcher's knife might fall on their heads, and the slogan of unity had become a slightly too late awakening.
All over the country, warriors, mercenaries, adventurers, and magicians, except for the knights of the Holy Ring, organized themselves at the call of the Pol family and began to attack the blood legion of the gods.
In this difficult situation, the Pol family also allowed their existence, allowing those heretics who had been encircled and suppressed to join the war against the blood of the gods.
The blood of the gods had just looted and killed in several small towns, and it was attacked, an elite squad of more than three hundred Templars, mixed with eight thousand mercenaries, attacked from the east side of the town, at this moment the blood of the gods was scattered in four small towns, and it would take some time to support, this raiding army had obviously investigated and knew that Zimon was in this town.
The blood of the gods slaughtered all the way, 40,000 orcs lost 20,000, 60,000 elves lost 40,000, the dragons generally reached the holy realm, only ten heads were lost, and after being dispersed to four small towns, only more than 6,000 orcs and 8,000 elves remained by Qi Meng's side, although the attacking army was inferior to the blood of the gods in terms of numbers, but most of the raiding army were composed of mercenaries and magicians, including some strong people, only the Holy Demon Guide had six or seven people, and the strong people in the Holy Land were as many as sixteen people, most of the time these strong people did not have much interest in the power and war in the world, and hid in Pirosa, at this moment, if Pirosa let Qi Meng slaughter again, sooner or later, they will also be targeted by the blood of the gods.
While charging, the more than 300 Templars, under the cover of mercenaries and magicians, tore a large hole in the orc defense circle, and more than 300 knights directly took Qi Meng, with a very clear purpose.
The town had long been trampled to the ground by the orcs, which was suitable for the charge, and the human army's charge was not as brave as the orcs, but a charging team of three hundred Templars might not lose to the same number of minotaurs.
Some of the knights' horses were killed by the orcs, so they went into the air, rushed through the direction of the elves, and rushed towards Qimeng in the center of the ruins. A large number of orbs of magic exploded in the sky and ground, assisting the three hundred Templars to break through the defenses.
Waves of dazzling magic waves, a sanctuary finally broke through the orc's block, plucked up his whole body and stabbed a sword at Qi Meng, **** In the white mang, the tip of his extremely sharp sword pierced Qi Meng's throat, but this sword did not pierce Qi Meng's skin, only left a little mark on his throat, this holy domain was stunned, drew the sword and wanted to stab out another sword, Qi Meng's fingers were like thunder and lightning, pinched the long sword, and wanted to draw the sword hard, but Qi Meng did not move, when he just wanted to abandon the sword, he found that his palm was sucked on the hilt of the sword.
And the weapon he had always been proud of writhed like a water snake at this moment, and the hilt of the sword suddenly spat out a light blue crystal thorn, passing through his shoulder, if he hadn't hurriedly moved a few points when the crystal thorn spit out, his heart should have been pierced.
His eyes lit up with a decisive light, and immediately condensed an illusory wind blade in his hand, cutting off his right arm, but Qi Meng pinched his completely deformed long sword, and with a flick of his fingers, the tip of the sword immediately turned in a direction, and the sword body became fiery red, tearing a crack in the space, and shooting straight out.
The Sanctuary hurriedly dodged, but the deformed sword still slashed his cheek and landed on his back, engulfing four or five Templars in an instant with a huge impact and a wave of heat.
The frightened powerhouse of the Sacred Domain was scanning the surroundings to see if there were companions, and found that more than a dozen giant dragons had revealed their true bodies. He had already stopped the other Sacred Domain powerhouses, and he was the only one left here at the moment, and his heart was cold, and he had the idea of escaping.
When he was thinking, Qi Meng already had a blood flame burning in his hand, the blood flame gradually contracted, and gradually only a trace of red light remained, and the red light extended out, this holy realm had no time to react, his chest had been penetrated by this trace of red light, and the musculoskeletal around the red light began to burn blood flames, and a big hole was burned out of his chest in a blink of an eye, and the holy domain looked at the big hole in his left chest in a daze, and his body was weak and fell to the ground. (To be continued.) )