Chapter 373: Determination to face head-on
Smockchel's angry roar rang out.
I saw that most of his face at the moment was splashed with blood from many individuals, and his face was now distorted by too much anger, which made people feel very terrifying.
"Water Bullet!"
"Water Bullet!"
"Water Bullet!"
...........
"Ahh
Smockchel was releasing magic at the moment, and many of the cultists who had just joined were killed by him.
However, there is also a common problem with the constant release of magic, that is, the mana is consumed very quickly, and in less than three minutes, Smockchel's mana is all consumed.
"Water Bullet! Water Bullet! Water Bullet .......... Ha! Ha! Ha!!! β
Smockchel gasped for breath at the moment, and no matter how much he shouted, the magic did not appear again.
At this moment, more than ten cultists of the Cult of Evil Gods appeared in front of him, and these more than ten disciples surrounded him.
"Kill him."
As one of the disciples spoke, all the more than a dozen disciples started together.
"Fight."
Smockchel took out the fifth-level magic crystal that Rasfilcu had given him, and then held it in his hand, and a faint halo appeared on his body.
But an explosion followed.
Boom β
The dozen or so disciples were blown out, and a few who were unlucky were killed directly, and the other few who were a little more fortunate were seriously injured and lay on the ground wailing.
At this moment, the city of Ulimore was full of ruins and severed limbs, and almost all the buildings and land around it were stained red with bright red blood, which was very tragic and terrifying.
"Go to the next city."
Gordon. Trier's hand was now pinching an old man in the robes of the Cult of Good and Evil, and he was the priest of the Cult of Good and Evil.
Puff β
"Lord Demon God, all the remaining cultists of the Evil God Sect have been exterminated, and no one can leave."
A stout demon with a bare upper body and thick horn-like horns came to the man with no trace of power and a pair of small horns, and spoke respectfully.
"What about the royal families of the four empires?"
The man threw his purple robed corpse on the ground and asked with a plain face.
"All of them have been wiped out, and now the four empires have been combined into one empire."
The demon man said truthfully.
"Stay behind some of the people, and the rest, follow me to the Eastern Continent to meet the mad god for a while."
"Yes!"
The demon god stood with his hands in his hands and left the headquarters of the cult of evil gods, and the demons on the side also went to make arrangements.
The four empires were inhabited by the royal families supported by the cult of evil gods, and their bodies were torn off by huge forces, and stumps and broken arms appeared in many places, and the roads were full of scarlet bloodstains, which was very terrifying.
"Your Majesty! That force was just now........ There was a collision with our Knights. β
The knight hurried in and reported.
"What about the casualties?"
The man was sitting on the king's chair at this time, and asked with a haggard face.
"The casualties on both sides are similar, but only the weaker casualties underneath."
The knight replied.
"Didn't the other party's tenth-level Holy Demon Master powerhouse directly attack?"
The man asked, standing up with his hands in his hands.
"Nope! It seems that the other side is all weaker personnel, and the knight commander who is stationed there now does not dare to take more action, and is still trying. β
The knight replied truthfully.
"What is the other party doing here? Obviously, he had annexed the Kingdom of Chrysol in the first place, but now ........" The man sat back on the king's chair and pondered.
"Tell the knight commanders stationed at the border not to act rashly, and wait for Morsklin to lead all the knights to support, and strive to wipe out the other party in one fell swoop."
The man stood up abruptly and waved his hand, imposing.
"But Your Majesty, it seems that there is an existence on the other side that is stronger than a tenth-level Holy Demon Master, if we put all the knights on the border, if we lose it......... Isn't the royal city in jeopardy? β
The knight spoke up.
"Are you questioning the strength of my Liskeley Kingdom Knights and Morsklin?"
The man's eyes were sharp and he looked at the knight and spoke, and his tone was very cold.
"Don't dare!"
The knight shuddered violently and hurriedly knelt down.
"Why don't you go soon?"
The man spoke again.
"Yes!"
The knight didn't dare to say anything more, so he hurriedly went to make arrangements.
"Attack!"
In front of a city on the border of Liskeli, as a majestic shout rang out, one after another cultists of the cult unleashed colorful magic towards the city in front of them.
"Ready!"
"Put!"
On the city wall, magic appeared in the hands of the knights of the phalanx, and at the command of one of the knights, all the knights of the phalanx began to throw the magic in their hands towards the cultists below.
Bang bang bangββ!!!
The sound of a magic explosion sounded, and many cultists of the Evil God Cult were affected, and they let out a scream, but in the explosion, no one could clearly hear these screams.
"How long will it take for these new disciples to storm this city?"
Gordon. Trill spoke, with a hint of haggard in his tone.
"Sect Master, if it's just these newly joined cultists to attack, it will take at least a week."
An associate sect leader spoke up.
"It's too slow, might as well just press all the cultists up?"
The other deputy sect leader spoke, and his voice was very heroic and loud.
"No! The previous cultists had fought all the way, but now they were very tired, and after two days, they began to launch a general attack. β
Gordon. Trier said in a heavy tone at this time.
"Yes!"
All the deputy sect leaders spoke out together.
"The number of deputy sect leaders present has increased from less than ten to more than ten, which undoubtedly does not show that the overall strength of the Cult of the Evil God has been significantly improved, and the unification of the Eastern Continent is unstoppable, the only problem is just time."
Gordon. Trill watched the dozen or so deputy sect leaders leave, and whispered to himself in his heart.
On the other side, the knights of the Liskley Kingdom scattered in other cities all rushed towards the city attacked by the Cult of the Evil God except for the part that remained, and Morsklin, a level 10 holy magician, also rushed here as fast as possible.
At this moment, he is very dignified, Hiltrit of the Chrysol Kingdom has fought with him many times before, and the strength of the two is comparable, but just when he was guarding the royal city, he was killed by the opponent's force with a sword, which is enough to show how powerful the strong man in this force is.
He is dignified and happy at the moment.
The other party has a strong man, which means that he can fight happily, of course, the premise is whether he can catch the powerful sword.
Following.
"Bombard the other party's city gate with all the magic."
As this powerful voice sounded, hundreds of disciples began to chant incantations as fast as they could.
"Go!"