Where the eyes of dying veterans and bewildered recruits gather,

I saw a golden Buddha sitting on a golden lotus, standing above the battlefield.

The golden light from the Big Buddha dispelled the clouds that had been lingering on the battlefield of Verdun for days, revealing a clear blue sky.

A beam of bright sunlight falls from the sky, reflecting each other with the Golden Buddha, showing the solemnity of the treasure.

Seeing the appearance of the Golden Light Buddha, bathed in the golden Buddha light, whether it was a recruit or a veteran, or other soldiers from the Western Regions nearby, their hearts suddenly appeared with a desire to take refuge in Buddhism.

Some soldiers from the Western Regions who were not mentally strong knelt directly on the ground, and under the influence of the Buddha's light, they began to pray to the Buddha in the sky.

However, this seemingly peaceful and warm scene made the dying veteran's heart cold:

"No, it's not right, it's a transcendent force on the other side! It's a spell that affects the mind! ”

To survive on the battlefield of Verdun's meat grinder, the dying veteran is a mage apprentice with a bit of strength, and in the meat grinder-like battle, he has seen many enemies' extraordinary abilities.

The power of the Golden Light Buddha in front of him reminded the veteran that he had seen a golden transcendent ability used by bald aliens on the battlefield before.

The golden light-like extraordinary ability used by the bald alien race can shake the hearts of others when it is mild, make people feel good, and have a demagogic effect, and when it is tyrannical, it can be as incorruptible as metal, and it can burst like a flame.

Thinking of this, the veteran knew that this was an enemy conspiracy, coupled with the terrifying explosion just now.

The veteran felt that this should be a strong man like an archmage on the other side!

"With a strong man like an archmage to make a move, we will really become ants, and their casual attack is enough to make us wipe out, escape, I guess we can't escape! Forget it, after fighting for so long, I'm tired, so let's die." The veteran muttered in despair.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for the golden Buddha in the sky to have a new movement.

I saw the golden Buddha pinching the wisdom seal in his hand, and then recited a difficult scripture, and the sound of the substantive chanting turned into a substantive scripture, which fell from the sky like rain and fell to the west of the Verdun region, where the army of the Western Regions Alliance was located.

"Great Pudu Sanskrit!"

In the place where the notes of the Great Pudu Sanskrit scriptures passed, the soldiers of the Western Regions were poured into their brains by the scripture notes, and the ordinary soldiers took a few breaths under the influence of the scripture notes, and their brains were in chaos, their eyes were glowing with golden light, and they stupidly followed the Lotus Buddha to recite the scriptures of the Great Pudu Sanskrit.

In the army of the Western Regions Alliance, there were still some mage apprentices, but they didn't last long under the attack of this ubiquitous Great Pudu Sanskrit, and in a few minutes they sank into the Great Pudu Sanskrit, their eyes shining, and they were chanting the scriptures in a daze.

After a while, the front of the position of the Western Regions Alliance was infected by the scriptures of the Great Pudu Sanskrit, and the soldiers on the battlefield all became puppets of the Lotus Buddha, reciting the Great Pudu Sanskrit sound together.

Under the chanting and blessing of these believers, the number of golden scriptures of the Great Pudu Sanskrit increased in the process of consuming Pudu, and slowly converged into a golden torrent, spreading towards the rear of the Western Regions Alliance's position.

This change surprised the commander of the Western Regions Alliance, and he secretly complained in his heart.

With such a formation, it is obvious that the enemy and the archmage have made a move, and once such a figure makes a move, the Verdun battlefield that they have worked so hard to create according to the orders of the archmages will soon reverse the situation and develop towards the scene he did not want.

"No, I can't sit still, if I don't complete the tasks of the archmage and the gods, I'm afraid my fate will not be much better!"

Recalling the death order given by the archmage and the gods before the battle, the commander of the Western Regions Alliance hurriedly looked for a countermeasure.

"Counterattack, dominate the vaporized troops, launch a counterattack on the forward positions, we must not allow the enemy to break through our positions, even if we die, we will drag the enemy on the battlefield of Verdun!"

The commander of the Western Regions Alliance, gritted his teeth and ordered.

Although the army of the Western Regions Alliance was panicked because of the appearance of the Lotus Buddha, under the orders of the commander, the army of the Western Regions Alliance still launched a counterattack.

Even if the presiding officer of the Lotus Temple personally took action, the speed of the army of the Great Pudu Sanskrit Purdue Western Regions Alliance was limited, and the golden wave of the Great Pudu Sanskrit was only advancing at a distance of tens of meters per second.

However, the battlefield of Verdun spanned dozens of miles, and before the Lotus Buddha's Great Pudu Sanskrit had arrived, steam cannons had already been erected on the rear positions of the Western Regions Alliance, and they began to bombard the Golden Light Buddha in the air.

The steam weapon gave the commander of the Western Regions Alliance a little bit of negligible confidence, even if it was a mortal body, he would fight against the gods!

But the effect is not ideal, and the gap between the third order and ordinary people is even greater than the gap between people and dogs.

The rumbling and roaring steam cannonballs bombarded out, with a range of more than ten miles, and they did not even touch the edge of the golden Buddha in the air, and could not pose any threat to the Lotus Buddha of the Lotus Temple at all.

Moreover, the free-falling metal cannonballs smashed down on the front position, only smashing all the soldiers of the Western Regions who were bewitched by the Great Pudu Sanskrit scriptures to smithereens, and had no effect on the terrifying wave of the Great Pudu Sanskrit scriptures.

The steam cannon was ineffective, and the official mages in the Western Regions army also took action, either summoning an army of astral monsters, or projecting a mental labyrinth in an attempt to hinder the wave of the Great Pudu Sanskrit scriptures.

But these means of attack are simply an itch for the presiding officer of the Lotus Temple, who is already a third-order, and under the blessing of the chanting of the many soldiers of the Western Regions, the wave of scriptures of the Great Pudu Sanskrit has formed a scale.

Relying on the strength of these formal mages alone, they couldn't stop this mighty wave at all.

The astral monsters rushed into the wave of scriptures, and in a while, they would become stupid chanting boys like soldiers in the Western Regions in the waves, reciting scriptures numbly.

The mages communicated with the astral boundary, and the projected spiritual labyrinth was even more like a bubble in this rolling wave of scriptures, and the mantis arm was used as a car, and it could not last for a few minutes before it was submerged and eroded by the golden tide of scriptures, becoming the golden spiritual labyrinth hosted by the Lotus Temple.

The labyrinth of the mind was lost, and the official mages who fought back were also unlucky enough to be drowned in the tide of scriptures in the Great Pudu Sanskrit, and became stupid chanting boys, contributing their own strength to the rolling tide of scriptures.

Suddenly, in the position of the Western Regions Alliance, I don't know who said a word after fleeing.

In the face of the rolling and unstoppable wave of Great Pudu Sanskrit scriptures, the morale of the Western Regions Alliance army completely collapsed, and the soldiers of the Western Regions who had not yet been overwhelmed by the tide of scriptures began to flee.

You can't beat it, you can't hide it, no one is a fool, and no one wants to become a stupid chanting boy.

Not only the ordinary soldiers of the Western Regions Alliance, but also the officers and high-ranking officers in the army, they also joined the team that fled.

They are human, not brainless astral monsters, and they are also afraid.

Knowing that it is a dead end, they will not waste their lives like fools.

"Defeated! I didn't expect it to happen so quickly! ”

Looking at the defeated alliance army, the commander of the alliance army was like ashes.

Is the combat ability of a strong man at the level of an archmage so terrifying?

The enemy's strong men have appeared on the battlefield, what about our archmage, the gods?

With doubts, the commander of the Western Regions Alliance army wiped his neck with a knife, by this time, he had no way to live, even if he fled back to the land of the alliance, he could not bear the responsibility for the defeat of the army as a commander.

It's better to die.

"This group of archmages and gods of the Western Regions can really endure it! It's all come to this point, and they don't have any signs of making a move! ”

In the sky, the host of the Lotus Temple, who was sitting in the center of the Golden Buddha and controlling the Great Pudu Sanskrit, looked at the one-sided situation on the battlefield under his feet and cursed secretly.

After searching for the archmage and gods of the Western Regions to no avail, the presiding officer of the Lotus Temple volunteered to let him intervene to end the war on the front line.

Since they can't find the powerhouse of the Western Regions World, the Nine Great Sects are ready to attack strongly, take action against ordinary people, take the entire Western Regions World, and destroy the enemy's foundation.

The daily cultivation of the Nine Great Sects requires a lot of resources to support, and if there is no basic disk, the archmages and gods of the Western Regions World will definitely not be able to live a comfortable life hiding in the shadows.

It's okay for a short time, but for a long time, the Nine Great Sects will scavenge resources to improve their strength, while the archmage and the alliance will only get weaker and weaker without resources to support.

In the end, the archmages and gods of the Western Regions World will only become a joke.

Now the presiding officer of the Lotus Temple has come out to manifest himself, reversed the situation on the battlefield of Verdun, and defeated the army of the Western Regions Alliance in one fell swoop, but to the surprise of the Nine Great Sects, the strong men of the Western Regions Alliance just didn't make a move.

"Tell the story, the army will attack, conquer the lost territory, and conquer the Western Regions Alliance!"

The other eight major sects that were hiding in the shadows and protecting the Lotus Temple, seeing the current situation, did not expect the strong men of the Western Regions to make a move, perhaps their plans were too obvious, which scared off the strong men of the Western Regions Alliance, so that they did not dare to make rash moves.

However, they also immediately notified their sect army, and while the host of the Refining Temple was still showing his might, they launched an attack, subdued the lost territory, and marched into the land of the Western Regions Alliance.

The army was dispatched, and soon, the presiding officer of the Lotus Temple also received credit.

The tide of scriptures in the Great Pudu Sanskrit also reversed from the position with the control of the Lotus Temple.

And those soldiers of the Western Regions who had just been purified by the Great Pudu Sanskrit scriptures also sacrificed the essence of their bodies in a roar of all their might, and a pinch of golden light emerged from their bodies and merged into the golden wave of the Great Pudu Sanskrit, which strengthened the tide of the scriptures of the Great Pudu Sanskrit and became the food for the Lotus Temple to preside over and enhance its strength.

And the tide of golden light faded, and all that remained on the position of the Western Regions Alliance was a dry corpse with a distorted face that had lost its vitality.

These chanting boys, who took refuge in the Buddha under the sound of the Great Pudu Sanskrit, do not seem to have received the favor of the Buddha.

Retracting the golden wave formed by the scriptures, the host of the Lotus Temple seemed to have taken a big tonic, full of red light, in this wave of attacks of the Great Pudu Sanskrit, although the host of the Lotus Temple has made a lot of efforts, but also reaped a lot of benefits.

"Thank you for your success!" The host of the Lotus Temple grinned.

He was a latecomer to inherit the spiritual realm of the Lotus Temple again, and his cultivation was not as good as the previous host of the Lotus Temple, and this rough plunder gave him a chance to make up for the foundation.

An attack ate at least tens of thousands of Western Regions Alliance troops, including many cultivated mage apprentices and formal mages.

These consumables are a great supplement for the host of the Lotus Temple.

When the Nine Great Sects were struggling to find the powerhouses of the Western Regions Alliance and were in trouble, in the depths of the Astral Boundary where the Verdun battlefield was located, the White Bone Altars stood above the gray astral mist.

The archmages and gods of the nine major sects who are looking for them all gather here.

More than a dozen people floated in front of the thirty-six white bone altars, constantly pulling out confused souls from the surrounding astral fog and sending them into the thirty-six white bone altars.

The thirty-six white bone altars, nourished by these countless spiritual sacrifices, became more and more white, exuding a terrifying aura.

Suddenly, the steam in the field and the mage god Ryan's face changed:

"Good, good! The nine powerhouses of the outer regions finally couldn't help but make a move, they ended the war on the battlefield of Verdun, without this meat grinder-like battlefield, we may be slower to collect souls! ”

Hearing Ryan's voice, the others also stopped what they were doing and looked at Ryan, waiting for his next words.

"However, now after the sacrifice of three or four hundred thousand souls on the battlefield of Verdun, this altar has now been sacrificed! It's time to give the alien invaders a world-class shock! ”

Listening to Ryan's words, Elio, who was undercover in the Western Regions Alliance with his two sisters, casually glanced at the thirty-six white bone altars in the field.

This is the thirty-six white bone altar that has been sacrificed by many powerhouses of the Western Regions Alliance since the Western Regions Alliance launched the war, collecting the souls that died after the war began.

According to Ryan, the god of steam and mages, this is the altar circle he stumbled upon from historical texts.

By sacrificing souls, you can summon the ancient demon gods hidden in the depths of the Western Regions from the astral realm of the Western Regions world.

Even gods like Glida and Sulis don't know how long the Astral Boundary of the Western Regions World has existed, and no god has the ability to spy into the depths of the Astral Boundary.

In addition to the astral space closest to the surface world, through the astral fog, you can also see more astral spaces left over from history, and these astral spaces full of historical charm are constantly sinking into the depths of the astral realm.

The further you explore the depths of the astral plane, the older the traces of history in the astral space become.

The astral realm is like a history book, slowly recording the history of the Western Regions world from the surface to the depths.

(End of chapter)