This is a real bunch of blasphemers.

We don't believe in God, we don't believe in the gods and Buddhas.

We live cautiously in troubled times, trusting only in our companions and the weapons in our hands.

God wants our lives, and we go and cut God.

The gods and Buddhas want our lives, and we go to kill the gods and Buddhas.

We can not care about our own lives, but we will never let others take them casually.

I looked at the more than 4,000 men, waved my hand, and ordered, "Four thousand men are divided into eight detachments!" ”

"Squad leader, you choose yourself!"

"Also, collect all the food, weapons, and vehicles that are left here, and in two hours, I will take you out of Irkutsk!"

There was a cheer all around.

No one wants to stay in a city that is about to be frozen down, and they don't know how much it cost them to get out.

Now that someone finally has the ability and willingness to take them away, the joy in my heart can be imagined.

Without me having to worry about it, the group spontaneously divided into eight squads.

Each is managed by eight surviving C-Class exorcists.

They methodically cleaned up the battlefield, packed up the weapons, food, and all the equipment that could be used.

Some people even pulled off the black combat uniforms of the black-robed warriors, regardless of the blood stains on them, and put them directly on their bodies.

Needless to say, the temple's black-robed warriors are indeed well equipped, both in terms of material and comfort, which are more convenient and easier than those fur coats wrapped in the shape of big bears.

After a busy time, more than 4,000 people had already packed up and looked at me with excitement on their faces.

In their opinion, I, who can kill A-level magicians in seconds, will definitely be able to lead them out of this wasteland.

Only I know what kind of danger lies next.

Copperfield said that the most elite twelve horsemen of the temple are here, the angelic legion is here, and even the Holy Lord may come in person.

Coupled with the countless gold-robed magicians and silver-robed magicians, the strength gathered by the other party is far beyond my imagination.

Even I wasn't sure I would be able to cross the wasteland and enter the borders of Middle-earth.

What I thought in my heart didn't show on my face, but I said lightly: "You make your own route, and don't trouble me about guarding and collecting supplies." ”

"If an A-level master comes, I'll deal with it."

Which one of them has survived until now is not a talent?

There is no need for me to tell me, Boss Ji alone has arranged these things properly.

He even asked Old Man Andre to stay with me, no matter what needs in the team or what I needed, I could talk to me directly through Andre.

I really don't need to do the rest of the tedious chores.

Anyway, I've managed to get the blasphemers together.

In fact, everyone also signed up for warmth.

They are all companions who have eaten the flesh and blood of the old gods, and they are also hated by the temple, which is the main reason why everyone can be united.

And I'm supposed to be the condensation nucleus.

The team set off an hour later.

The sleds were all used to haul supplies and the wounded, and the rest of the men were all on foot.

In the vast snowfield, a line of more than 4,000 people lined up for five or six kilometers.

Andrei looked excited, and he chattered about the eight squad leaders in front of me.

Some of these people were merchants from Middle-earth, but there were also strong Slavic warriors.

Everyone in Irkutsk is basically competitive, after all, there are limited resources and there are many people.

Several times for an abandoned supermarket or warehouse, the two sides put up a big fight.

In this case, it is basically impossible to leave Irkutsk in unity.

But now, because of my presence, everyone has put aside their old suspicions and become companions to rely on.

Companions?

I was lying on the back seat of the seized motorcycle snowmobile, and when I heard these two words, I remembered the Queen of Secret Hearts, Dongyi, and Zhang Baiqiang.

They are also my companions.

I remembered in a trance that Zhang Baiqiang carried 300 kilograms of explosives to the city in the sky, and when the boss was struck by lightning and died, the Queen of Secret Heart wore a blood-colored dress and climbed up with Dongyi.

I don't remember exactly what happened next.

At that time, my whole heart was focused on the Messiah.

This powerhouse, who is said to have surpassed the S-class, how dare I be careless?

Let's hope they're okay.

Old man Andrei kept talking, and gave me his treasured brandy.

I didn't drink because my boss told me that alcohol can numb people's bodies and dull people's souls.

A qualified exorcist rarely allows himself to be in such a state.

It's just that I can't hear my boss's teachings anymore.

I felt uncomfortable in my heart, and even the breath on my body became more and more irritable.

Old man Andre was keenly aware of the change in my breath, and thought that he had said the wrong thing, so he trembled and immediately shut up.

But I jerked my head up.

A series of bright spots shimmered in the distant sky.

When I looked closely, I realized that they were more than a dozen angels flying in the sky with wings.

I rolled over and shouted, "Andrey! Hello everyone, hurry up! A pursuer is coming! ”

Andre yelled: "Mr. He has an order! Everyone sped up at once! ”

"Ivan! Boss Ji! Fat! Get your men ready for battle! ”

In the next second, the entire team was instantly chaotic.

During this half year, the Angel Legion of the Temple was notorious.

The main thing is that the method of creating an angel is so tragic that it sounds like something evil and vicious.

But the angels created in this evil and vicious way seem to be extremely holy on the outside, and the holy light on their bodies is very deceptive.

After the Battle of the Holy City, the Middle Earth Academy took away the corpses of many angels, and after several months of research and information from the intelligence officers of the Supervision Office, the method of making angels was restored.

The shell of an angel is a polymeric material that is molded into the shape of a human being.

The back has wings that mimic birds, also made of polymeric materials.

That's it, the core secrets of angel manufacturing lie in two points.

The first point is the high intensity of compressed energy.

To put it simply, it is to compress the energy to the extreme and inject it into the body of the angel to become a humanoid weapon that can fly and fight.

Because the output of compressed energy was extremely large, and it was not affected by the chaotic magnetic field of the end of the era, it quickly replaced the gunship and became the main air combat force of the temple.

The second point is intriguing.

Since the Angel Legion is a man-made object, there must be something like a driver.

After all, the remote control technology of these years is basically completely scrapped.

Therefore, every angel is actually integrated into a true human soul.

According to the Middle-earth Academy of Sciences, becoming an angel is to give up one's original body and control this flying body with one's soul.

But because of the high-intensity compression energy inside the angel, the "driver" will be trapped in it forever and lose his sanity.

In other words, each angel actually represents a dead believer.

To be an angel is to lose one's own life.

In this way, the average believer does not have the opportunity to become an angel.

Every time the Holy City mass-produces angels, countless fanatical believers will enthusiastically sign up and use their lives to become the strongest backing for God.

If this matter had been placed before the end of the French era, international public opinion would have sprayed the holy city into a sieve.

Believers around the world also collapse their faith, believing that the God they believe in should not do such cruel things.

But after the advent of the end of the Dharma era, this matter became a matter of course.

Every believer takes pride in his or her sacrifice.

Being part of the legion of angels and being close to God is their final destination.

I stared at the point of light in the distance, and my eyes gradually burned with fighting intent!

Angels are the personal guards of the Messiah, and their strength is basically around A-level.

Because of the abundant energy and light body, it is easy and fast to fly.

The first pursuers of the temple must be them!

I counted carefully, and there were six points of light in the sky, flying rapidly in a six-pointed star formation.

They are all four-winged, not six-winged.

You must know that the four wings are basically A-level, and the seraphim has reached the level of a false god!

I silently pulled out the half-cut knife, unleashing my soul fluctuations unscrupulously.

Attracted by my soul fluctuations, the six four-winged angels immediately lowered their altitude and swooped down on me.

I was not in a hurry, and said silently in my heart: These six four-winged angels should be regarded as the interest collected first for the revenge of the boss!