77. The High Priest who has no choice but to do it

A priest thought about escaping from the back of the hall, Wang Dong stopped and looked at the direction of the priest's escape, where there was a patio from which the moonlight from outside shone through.

"Exit?"

Wang Dong frowned and thought.

A curtain of light appeared from the patio at the back of the hall, and a slightly old voice came from nowhere: "Everyone come here, the Orc Golden Beamon Legion is coming." ”

The priests, who had been terrified, immediately became overjoyed when they heard this sound, and rushed in the direction of the light curtain.

"Hurry up, this is the teleportation channel given by the god of evil arts, take away all the things you want to bring, and you can't come out after entering the channel. ”

Wang Dong sneered, the most important thing for these priests now is their small lives, and nothing else is important.

The priest who ran first was like rushing into the water, the curtain of light rippled in circles, and when his body was fully entered, his entire body turned into a white light and shot upwards.

Woodgate, who was in the middle of the command, also gave up on assembling the man, turned around and prepared to run towards the passage that represented the hope of survival.

Wang Dong snorted coldly.

"Transform the form of the Bloodline. ”

The body turned into an afterimage in the air and passed through the evil god priests who were running in front of him, and when he was about to reach behind Woodgate, Wang Dong turned around, and the evil god priest who had already gathered a fist of fireball in his right hand sneered, and his legs in the gallop used force at the same time, and he changed his running to jumping, and his body jumped towards Woodgate like a fish jumping out of the water.

"Transform into human form, the body of a warrior!"

The right hand became thinner, longer and longer again, and the entire forearm and palm turned into a sharp, flesh-colored sword, which had no metallic color, but the sharp tip pierced into Woodgate's skin like a piercing piece of paper.

Woodgate obviously didn't expect that Wang Dong had a strong melee ability in addition to being a magician, and he couldn't react in a hurry, so he could only be stabbed into the abdomen by Wang Dong with a long sword turned into by his right hand.

Wang Dong didn't want to hurt Woodgate, he always agreed with the old saying of the Celestial Empire: "It is better to break one finger than to hurt ten fingers." ”

Struggling to move the sword from right to left, he encountered the obstruction of a hard spine.

"Drink!"

In Wang Dong's roar, the muscles of the whole body exerted force at the same time, and the green tendons on the right arm burst out, exerting the maximum strength to the left!

In Woodgate's frightened expression, Wang Dong forcibly broke his vertebrae, and the priest of the god of evil arts, like the assembled people he had once made, his lower body was straight, and his upper body was involuntarily tilted to the left.

"Whew!"

Wang Dong didn't think that a creature that was missing half of its body and could only crawl on two hands could do any harm to himself, but for the sake of insurance, he still threw a fireball spell that burned Woodgate's two legs and lower abdomen to ashes.

"Ahh

Woodgate struggled to crawl towards the curtain of light, where it had been severed, his intestines slashed out, and the scarlet blood formed a "red path" on the ground

"Big ...... People ......"

Woodgate opened his fingers, as if to grasp the light curtain, but the speed of his fingers became slower and slower, and just as his fingertips were about to touch, he stopped, as if his whole body froze.

"Boom!"

The hand hung limply, and Woodgate's head hit the ground hard, and he died.

In "Boom"

With a loud bang, a man with countless scars on his face slowly descended from the platform, and after seeing Wang Dong, his face, which was unable to see his expression, immediately wrinkled, and the scars converged towards the center of his face like insects.

"James-Wang, why didn't anyone send me a message when he came?"

Glover roared, but found that no one answered him, his eyes swept around the underground hall, and when he found Woodgate's half-cut corpse, his face twitched, and when he found the corpse of the sandworm that had been twisted into the ensuing sandworm, his ugly face immediately twisted like a maggot crawling on it.

"My sandworm parasite, James King, I swear in the name of the god of sorcery that I will tear every part of your body off and put it on the lowest of rats!"

"Bang!"

Glover shot a flame at Wang Dong like a vent, thicker than his arm, and the bright white flame hit the light mask but could not penetrate half a minute, as he said, this is a teleportation channel given by the god of evil arts, which can only enter and not exit, no matter how powerful his magic is, it is useless.

Wang Dong drew a middle finger at Glover, who was rising higher and higher, and smiled coldly: "Lao Tzu is not even afraid of the Magic Emperor, but he is still afraid of you?"

It's a pity that Glover didn't hear Wang Dong's words clearly, he could only see that insulting gesture, facing the shield of the gods, this high priest of the god of evil arts could do nothing.

The rest of the cultists of the god of sorcery all burrowed into the curtain of light and flew away with Glover.

After the light curtain disappeared, Wang Dong stood under the patio and looked up, above it was a brilliant starry sky, and those people didn't know where they went.

"However, it is estimated that they will have to hide from the orcs, and Peter and Isabella are not in danger for the time being. ”

Looking back, there were few ogres left to stand, and except for One, only three ogres could walk with injuries.

Wang Dong intends to fulfill his promise, but he does not plan to suck the disgusting blood of the ogre, and this heavy responsibility naturally falls on No. 1.

Ordered No. 1 to suck the blood of the three ogres dry, and then Wang Dong gave each of them a drop of his own blood, and then ordered the biological nanobots in the blood to control the brains of the ogres, whether they can transform into vampires, Wang Dong didn't care, what he cared about was the absolute loyalty of these ogres.

While they were transforming, Wang Dong walked around this underground hall.

The fetus, soaked in a glass jar, was supposed to grow into a cute little one, but now it was forcibly inserted into a bottle the size of a wine bottle.

When he saw him, Wang Dong remembered Peter, and was easily beaten to the ground by this specimen and burned with fire.

Wang Dong destroyed all the things related to infants and young children, but he had no psychological burden on other things.

The dried corpse of the lion-headed man was put into the space pocket.

A strange plant with one eye open, put it in the pocket of space.

The magic crystal soaked in blood is stored in the space pocket.

There was also a notebook of evil spells, and Wang Dong quickly turned the pages for the biological computer to scan and store through his eyes.

In short, it is useful, and Wang Dong does not plan to let it go.

Picking up a blue crystal, Wang Dong felt a little familiar, he came to this world through the time and space channel with Isabella's divine crystal, this blue crystal feels very similar to the divine crystal, but unless it is a god who falls, he will not hand over his divine crystal.

Anyway, put it away first.

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