"The target has been hit, determine the casualties of the opponent!"

In the darkness of the night, a pioneer mech at the foot of the mountain asked in the communication channel while firing a cruise missile that had locked onto the target.

"The other party has two heads, and they haven't lost their ability to fly, but it can be confirmed that the black elf Yao and Lori are being chased by those two creatures and continue to attack."

Hearing a voice in his ears, the mech soldier nodded.

"I'm in charge of the red target, you're in charge of the black target, considering that our personnel are being pursued by the other side, to be on the safe side, air support is in charge of cover."

"Roger!"

When the missiles in the matrix array behind him began to eject out, the next moment the young dragon was shrouded in flames.

However, the penetration power of cruise missiles is weaker than that of high-energy laser cannons, and it is estimated that it will take a few more to defeat the opponent by relying on this kind of attack alone, and it will also injure the black elves and Lori who are fleeing if they are not careful.

Luckily, they had air support this time, and the night stalker's sight caught Julong in the sight on the monitor, and at the same time pulled the trigger.

The electromagnetic cannon shoots thirty millimeter caliber ammunition at a rate of ten thousand rounds per minute.

Even for a moment, the torrential metal storm was far beyond the level of a torrential rain, and the bodies of the two shook violently like blenders.

The two young dragons, who lost their balance, lost their ability to continue floating in the air and fell to the ground one after another.

However, the dragon is a creature that lives up to its name, especially since these two life force seem to be even more tenacious, and their hard scale armor is resistant to conventional weapons to a high level.

Even if he fell to the ground, he struggled to staggered to his feet, spreading his wings and trying to fly off the ground.

It has to be said that in the Middle Ages, the dragon was undoubtedly the top predator in the fantasy world, with the terrifying strength to overlook a country.

However, this time their opponents are not ordinary people.

"Hit the target!"

The successive missiles struck the dragon again, and the surrounding air and land, including the two dragons, were completely disturbed, and there was no respite left.

Halfway up the mountain, shrouded in thick smoke from the explosion, Giselle witnessed the two young dragons being besieged with such impact and destructive force.

"Reconfirm the other party's condition!"

"The enemy has lost the ability to resist......"

The dragon's scales, known for their sturdy defenses, were shredded with great ease, revealing flesh from which blood spurted out.

Under the continuous attack, the red dragon and the black dragon hit by two or three drill armored missiles were chopped into pieces of meat on the board of the Teyuba Mountains.

"Why, what's going on! Why... ...... way"

Giselle, who had been hit by a volley of explosions, half of her body buried in the rolled up earth and sand, stared blankly at the young dragon that the Lord God had given her, and the young dragon that had been raised since childhood was swallowed up by the explosion.

Since she was so immersed in the excitement of the battle, her eyes and attention were easily drawn away, and she couldn't notice anything outside of her field of vision.

Therefore, when the distant shells and missiles flew by, their destructive power took away all her attention.

She didn't even realize where those things were fired, and she didn't expect them to be so powerful.

"No wonder you can defeat the group of monsters summoned by your master......"

Just as she was thinking like this, a message came from the direction where the explosion had stopped: "Ji ~ Sai ~ Er~? Where are you~~? ”

It sounded like it came from the ground.

Giselle turned around and spotted Lori McChule.

Lori's tattered lace dress fluttered in the wind from the night owl's helicopter propeller, and her hands, stained with dried blood, held a tomahawk looking for Giselle's traces.

Several ropes hung down from the helicopter above, and the soldiers who stayed above slid down the ropes one by one.

The Pioneer Mechs, who had landed early on the ground, began to slowly approach the drakes and confirm if they were dead.

At this time, the appearance of the two young dragons is like seafood on the table.

With this as the background, Lori showed a bold and agitated smile. The chilling beauty and poignant horror were transmitted to Giselle.

"Sister, sister, ......"

His legs were trembling, and his hands were trembling. Lying on the ground so as not to be detected, crawling back little by little.

"Oh no, if it goes on like this, we'll find out."

This is the so-called offensive and defensive alternation, and Giselle understands that now it is his turn to become Lori's prey.

"Ji ~ Sai ~ Er~? Where are you~~? I'll lock you up well, come out~~"

Under the force of the fantasy world, sub-gods are immortal, and more precisely, they will not be killed by conventional means.

This is both a blessing and almost a curse.

Even if his arms are cut off, even if his legs are cut off, or even if he is stabbed in the heart, Yashen will not die.

If the wound begins to heal, the injury can be restored. Even so, the hands and feet are cut off and crushed into powder, and then burned and then eaten by wild beasts, even so, as long as the nutrition is sufficient and the care is taken care of, and then new hands and feet will grow from the cut surface.

Yashen was close to immortality, Shen Sen thought it was a joke at first, but when Lori cut off his finger in front of him and grew it back a day later, he began to have to believe it.

According to the information revealed by Lori, the only possibility is that those so-called gods use the spiritual energy of the subspace to give them powerful abilities.

However, even if the gods are discarded, ordinary psionics with strengthened bodies alone possess incomparably powerful abilities.

Because Shen Sen, who is also a psionic and has reached the D rank, although his ability is mainly related to the mind and thinking, but at the physical level, his physical quality is also comparable to that of an inhuman existence.

Therefore, in the fantasy world, if you want to win the battle between the sub-gods, you have to seize the freedom of the other party. The defeated were cut off by their hands and feet, or cut off by the waist, or imprisoned in the temple until they were rescued by someone who had already passed hundreds of years in the world.

Death is not terrible, and some sub-gods are caught by cruel creatures, and are constantly gnawed by wild beasts and regenerated internal organs.

Since we have a physical body, we can feel pleasure and pain. Because they can't die, for the defeated sub-gods, after being captured by the enemy, there is a fate more palpable than death waiting for them.

"Ji ~ Sai ~ Er ~~? Where are you~? ”

On the bombed potholed hills, Giselle examined Lori back and forth, as well as Yao and the growing number of soldiers next to her.

Humans and elves, normally, these guys have nothing to worry about, but now, there is no chance of winning at all.

The other party had killed the swarm before, and now they had unleashed such a powerful attack to obliterate the mysterious humans who had wiped out the two young dragons right in front of them, and they had no chance of winning at all.

Giselle decided to run away. Even if you get covered in mud while hiding, you don't have time to take care of it, and escaping from here is the top priority.

However, for modern armies with advanced technology, the impact of the night on them is almost none, although it exists.

Searched by radar and thermal imaging equipment, Giselle, who was cautiously preparing to escape, was quickly found.

The battle on the Teyuba Mountains is over.

Soldiers dressed in mechs descended to the surrounding ground and began to examine and transport the corpses of the young dragons.

The night owl flying machine hovered above for a few moments before flying away.

Looking at the busy people around them, at this time, Lori and the black elf Yao were standing next to each other, looking at this scene, they all looked a little complicated.

Yao, looking in a daze, she was betrayed by the gods she believed in, and it seemed that this was a rather heavy blow to her.

Whether it is joy or sadness, it takes physical strength, and such exhaustion leads to emotional numbness, and the only thing you can do is to be in a daze there.

Lori, on the other hand, looked at Giselle, who was escorted away by the soldiers, and looked a little worried.

She didn't expect that the swarm entrenched in the Forest of Schulz was actually deliberately released by the other party's main god.

"What the hell does the god want to do?"

"yes, what the hell is that guy named Hades trying to do?"

In the command car, Shen Sen, who listened to Lori's explanation, was also full of puzzlement about this problem.

He had thought that the invasion of Schulz by the swarm was an accident, but now that he learned about the situation, he found that it was a god-made disaster.

Shen Sen has always been both curious and skeptical about the gods in the fantasy world, because ordinary people have no chance to witness the true face of the gods they believe in. Most of the ways to learn about the power of the gods were through her apostles and priests.

Shen Sen, who had been pondering for a long time, raised his head and asked the former black priest who happened to be involved.

"Lori, I want to ask you, have you seen the gods with your own eyes?"

"Of course I've seen ......"

"Oh, which god is it?"

"My Lord God, God of War and Death, and ...... Hades. ”

"The god of the underworld is a woman?"

"Yes, yes."

"She wants to marry you?"

"Ah, no, no, because most of the believers in the god of the underworld are women, and she just admires the concubine and wants to win me over."

"Women, why, is there any way to say it?"

"Legend has it that the birth of the god of the underworld is also associated with war and death.

Every time an empire is attacked, invaded, or warned, it inevitably pays a heavy price, and some groups may sacrifice even more.

It is a slow form of death, as if the venom soaked into the wound circulates through the internal organs over time, allowing the victim to die slowly and painfully for many days.

Poor children and women face even more unspeakable suffering after losing the financial support of men who join the army or work in business.

Many women singled out some of their children to give to orphanages so that they could feed themselves and their remaining children; Others provide the only "commodity" they have, their bodies, to make ends meet.

But there are women who refuse to give in or die at will, face the torment of starvation all day long, watch their children die of disease and starvation, they can't bear this life, they have to rebel against fate.

In such a situation, the god of the underworld was born, and she gathered the survivors of the village, called on the other women to search for sword weapons on the battlefield and learn to use it, defending themselves with violence and blood. ”

"If according to you, the god of the dead is a hero who saves women, and he can sing and cry......"

"Not really." Lori shook her head.

"Although there is no record of that history in the current canon of the god of the underworld, as far as I know, the god of the underworld is definitely not a hero.

At the beginning of her birth, her heart was filled with hatred and anger, and she directed her hatred against the corrupt politicians, merchants, and nobles of the kingdom, hating them for not making sacrifices to save the kingdom.

From then on, Hades vented her resentment on the wicked people she felt were harming her family's lives and herself.

Through sheer willpower, the god attracts a group of like-minded women who have also lost a lot in the war.

The women of the Cult of the Immortal are so effective at fighting, killing with passion, and hating that they are slaughtered by the Immortal's organization when a patrol of elite soldiers from the Empire passes through the area they occupy.

Hatred drives them to drink their blood and devour human flesh alive. Some women are physically unwell and leave one after another; The rest felt a sense of belonging and power, believing that the god of Hades was their spiritual leader.

In the time that followed, the god of the Dead led a raid on almost every isolated community in the north, killing men, women, and children.

At first, the campaign was carried out under the pretext of getting rid of the weak, but after several massacres, there was only blood and violence, which was completely in line with the priesthood of the god of the underworld to create death. ”

"I see......"

The question just now was not asked casually, from Lori's answer, Shen Sen probably knew that the gods of the fantasy world have "genders", and they are not born "gods", but they become so-called "gods" in some way.

To some extent, the gods of the fantasy world have similarities with the ancient feudal society of the earth, and people generally imagine the gods as the projection of the group itself.

If this is the case, then is the other party considered a "god"?

Thinking of this, Shen Sen changed the object of inquiry and continued to ask.

"Did you get any news from that Giselle?"

"Report to the leader, we found something from the other side."

With the answers, several soldiers kept sending over the scrolls, papers, and other things that were placed in the safe that could be protected against nuclear bombs.

"What are these things?" Shen Sen pointed to some scrolls with scarlet characters written on them.

"The other party refuses to answer, and we are still trying to find a way to ask, but it looks like some kind of church propaganda slogan!"

Shen Sen frowned, opened it carefully, and then looked slightly surprised.

"Blood sacrifices to the blood god, skulls are sacrificed, the sound of blood gushing and bones breaking is the best prayer sound!"

"It is always proper to take the spoils of war from the slain, and whoever adorns his body with the bones of his enemies and drinks the blood of his enemies will have an epiphany of the grace of our God."

"In any case, the evil followers of Slain must be completely eradicated from the world."

After reading this, the last thing I presented was a letter, written on a piece of black parchment, and sealed with black sealing wax dripping on the black ribbon, which looked very ominous.

"The Temple of Bernag? What is that place? ”

"The Temple of Bernag?"

When Shen Sen asked this, a stiff smile appeared on Lori's face.

"It's the temple of Hadi, the god of the underworld."

……