This terrible plague crocodile, as if it had infinite strength, had already swept away the surrounding ice and boulders with a flick of its head and tail, and continued to pounce on the nearest crowd.

If it succeeds, it will surely be a river of blood.

Wright had quietly left through the panicked crowd and found a place to hide.

In the middle of the pond, twenty or thirty sturdy men had already jumped out of the pit and rushed towards the undead crocodile.

They were magnificent, they roared like drums, and they actually formed a madness that was not inferior to that of the undead calamity.

Standing on top of the embankment, Emily no longer unleashed offensive magic to prevent accidentally injuring the Cult of Flesh and Blood.

Instead, he followed Wright's advice and began to frantically give these people all kinds of blessings.

As soon as she raised her hand, the increase in wind and rock was blessed on these sect members.

The speed of the muscular hunks has increased dramatically, and their defense has been greatly improved.

In order not to reveal her identity as a magician, Emily had to lock her blessed magic in the three systems of wind, ice, and rock.

Fortunately, for these people, it is enough.

"Roar!"

The muscular men rushed forward and punched and kicked the crocodile without saying a word.

The dull crash of the fist to the flesh was deafening, and the blood of the onlookers boiling.

Where has the fierce crocodile been treated like this, it opened its mouth and bit at a strong man beside it.

Unexpectedly, the big brother didn't dodge or dodge, and suddenly hit an uppercut, and then put his hands on the crocodile's upper and lower jaws.

The calamity crocodile is a doom-level containment object, how can the bite force be comparable to that of ordinary fierce beasts?

It's just a competition, and the person in the mouth can't bear it.

However, the next moment, four or five strong men jumped into his mouth by themselves, and together with their companions, they were stunned.

It hurriedly rolled to death, throwing all the strong men in its mouth out.

But just as it was standing firm, the strong man next to it suddenly squatted down on his legs, and then jumped suddenly.

This man was like a cannonball with a disemboweled, knocking the crocodile to the ground.

The others next to him seemed to have found some new way to use their flesh, and they all did the same, and they slammed into the crocodile in a frenzy.

All of a sudden, the crocodile was smashed and retreated again and again, and it was miserable.

It swept with its tail raised, but was fended off by the wall of ice summoned by Emily. After just a pause, several strong men took the opportunity to hold its tail, and then actually lifted it into the air.

Rumble!

The crocodile crashes into the embankment, and Emily takes the opportunity to gather a large amount of magic and blast it towards the place where the crocodile fell.

However, when the dust and smoke cleared, the disaster crocodile still shook its head and jumped out of it, and continued to rush towards the crowd like crazy.

"Damn, how can this thing have so much energy! Even if it doesn't die, won't it be tired? ”

Emily was speechless, her magic power had been consumed by a third, and most of the flesh and blood believers below were injured, and they were also very tired.

Everyone has put so much effort into it, even if they don't kill this fierce crocodile, at least they have to let it stop, right?

As a result, the other party's ferociousness did not mean to decrease at all, and it was still a state of full clockwork.

And this guy doesn't seem to have any hatred, and he hasn't been dragged away by Emily's violent fight with the flesh cultists, and he is still very persistent in attacking the weak and helpless people.

This made Emily and the other flesh cultists very distressed.

They had to do everything they could to delay the Disaster Crocodile's actions, but there was nothing good to do about this tireless killing machine that couldn't kill or fight the bulls.

And after the early attack, Emily keenly found that whether it was her own spells or the attacks of flesh and blood believers, the impact was getting smaller and smaller.

What do you mean, this thing gets beaten a lot, and it can increase the corresponding resistance?

What's the momentum of that! When will this be the momentum!

"Ahhh Help me! Come on! ”

After knocking the Flesh Believer into the air, the Scourge Crocodile rushed up the embankment against Emily's attack and rushed towards the street.

If it rushes into the residential area like this, it will inevitably set off a bloody storm!

At this moment of crisis, a figure more than three meters tall and covered in bright red suddenly rushed out of the hidden corner.

He slammed his fist into the crocodile's side ribs, knocking it back to the bottom of the pit again.

Immediately after that, he jumped up and hit the crocodile with a thousand pounds!

Hearing a boom, the red figure smashed straight into the middle of the crocodile. The crocodile let out a deafening wail, spurting a large amount of blood from its mouth.

"That'...... That's ......"

Emily pointed to the scary human figure covered in muscles below, and for a moment did not dare to recognize each other.

Lilith nodded, "Yes, that's right, he's Wright." This guy is really crazy, and he actually uses the breeding flesh and blood as armor and wears it on his body.

However, this did greatly enhance his physical strength. ”

The other flesh and blood believers below were startled, they had never seen Wright's form, but they felt a sense of closeness in their hearts that they had never felt before.

It wasn't until Wright put on a fitness pose commonly used by the Cult of Flesh and Blood that the flesh believers suddenly realized.

"It's the god of flesh and blood! The god of flesh and blood has answered our call and descended into the world! ”

The believers knelt down one after another, praising the majesty of flesh and blood!

Wright, however, pointed at them, then shook his fingers, followed by a common fitness pose.

The believers were blessed with a soul, and they all stood up and followed Wright in the same fitness pose.

"Phew!"

Suddenly, the believers felt a throbbing of their souls called the Bridge. They felt their flesh cheering and their blood rushing.

The physical strength just lost was instantly replenished, and all the injuries suffered were recovered, and all the discomfort and fatigue were swept away!

Praised! Praised! God of Flesh and Blood!

As long as we work hard, the muscles will never fail to live up to our expectations!

And at this moment, Wright also felt an unprecedented sense of fullness. This power of faith from the believers made the flesh and blood weapons in his body even bigger and stronger.

The scarlet light is blooming wantonly!

Roar!!!!

There was a terrifying shock under his feet, and the crocodile that had just been trampled to death was resurrected again, and directly lifted Wright out.

Faced with the immortal plague crocodile, Wright sneered again and again.

He lunged forward, kicked the crocodile off the jaw, and then made a bodybuilding move!

When other believers saw this, they imitated it.

"Roar!"

The crocodile screamed directly, raising its tail and slamming it at Wright. However, Wright, who was armed with flesh and blood, was not afraid at all, and stood in place without dodging or dodging.

He only heard a clatter, and he resisted the blow to the death, and borrowed the tail of the disaster crocodile to make a lifting bodybuilding movement.

"Hahe!"

Seeing that it was a new move, the believers hurriedly imitated it, and an unprecedented power surged into their hearts.

"Great! It's just amazing! ”

"I didn't expect us to do it all wrong before! We only do these moves when we are exercising! That's wrong!

We should take any opportunity to do it all the time! ”

"That's right! If we had just been fighting and incorporating the movements that our ancestors had taught us, we might not have been injured!

Maybe they will get braver and braver! ”

"Yes, yes, yes! The God of Flesh and Blood must have come down specifically to teach us the true combat posture of the Flesh God Cult!

He is so kind and attentive to us Christians!

He really is! I'm crying to death! ”

Lilith, who witnessed the whole process on the embankment, involuntarily covered her eyes: "It's over, it's over, it's finally a decent cult, and now he has led it astray again." ”

Emily put away the crowbar, "Lilith, one thing to say, you've been with Wright for too long, and your standard of judging normal things has also been lowered.

What is a decent cult, this flesh and blood cult has been crooked from the beginning, but now it is even more crooked!

Besides, this is a cult, and it's normal to be abnormal, right? ”

"Cults and cults can be evil, but they can't be evil!"

Lilith pointed to the bottom of the pit: "Look at it, who is a good guy who can beat the enemy violently while still being able to balance bodybuilding and muscle display?"

There are also people who will learn along!

Look at the eyes of the onlookers around you, after such a battle, it is estimated that everyone will choose to join that strange Cult of Flesh and Blood. ”

Emily shook her head, "I'm curious where he learned so many strange poses."

It's weird, but ...... Once you read it, it feels like someone has been imprinted in your brain with a red-hot soldering iron.

I want to forget but can't forget, every time I think about it, something is wrong.

It's a cult! ”

And at this moment, the battle in the pit is also coming to an end.

I don't know why, after being tortured by Wright for a while, the undead plague crocodile, whether it is the resurrection speed or recovery speed, as well as the physical strength and madness, have dropped significantly.

At this moment, it feels no different from an ordinary giant crocodile.

Lilith could see the cattleness at a glance: "The immortal quality of the undead crocodile has been devoured by the flesh and blood that breeds on Wright's body. ”

Emily was shocked when she heard this: "This ...... Can it be devoured too? ”

"Both of them possess the undead trait, and the flesh that breeds is the more powerful extinction level, and the undead crocodile is the doom level.

It's normal to be devoured.

Just like the same undead, high-level vampires can easily kill ghouls. ”

Emily leaned over to Lilith, "What do you mean by that calamity level you've been talking about?" ”

Lilith tilted her head to look at Emily, "Wright didn't tell you?" ”

He probably thought it was common sense, but he didn't realize that his common sense was not common sense at all for ordinary people! Damn it! ”

Lilith chuckled, "You know, when we first met, he was a wanted criminal, right?" ”

"That's right!"

"Actually, the Holy See's wanted warrant level is the same as the containment level of the Tower of Truth. The criterion is an estimate of the damage caused to the target.

The first level is called scourge, which means that the target is a threat, but has not yet caused a large-scale disaster, but it is a hidden disaster, and it is recommended to contain and arrest it as soon as possible.

The second level is called critical, which means obviously, that is, the target has caused harm, the situation is very urgent, and it must be apprehended and contained as soon as possible, otherwise the disaster will be aggravated.

And the third level is the doom, and the undead crocodile is the containment object of this level. Its power is unquestionable, a symbol of disaster and doom.

The fourth level is the natural disaster level. The power of the target is very strong, and the destructive power is enormous, enough to be compared to some natural phenomena, such as natural disasters such as typhoons, earthquakes, volcanic eruptions, etc.

The fifth level, extinction, as the name suggests. When an extinction target appears, it represents the extinction of a large area, as if the species were extinct.

Generally speaking, more than a dozen natural disaster levels can be compared to an extinction level.

Breeding flesh is such a thing. If you don't block it, or if you don't stop it.

It devours everything it comes across, leaving nothing behind.

As for the sixth level, the Havoc. It was a devastation that the whole world could not bear.

Of the numbered prisoners we saw in the Black Iron Prison, there were two of them at the Cataclysm.

But as far as I can see, they don't have that ability yet.

The Tower of Truth has a strict standard for judging containments, but the Church of Light's judgment of wanted criminals is somewhat inaccurate.

Otherwise, Wright would be at least a catastrophe. ”

Emily nodded repeatedly: "That's true...... Look! The flesh and blood on Wright's body seems to have gone wrong! ”

Lilith looked down, and sure enough.

The flesh and blood suit on Wright's body kept surging, and behind him, a hideous humanoid phantom appeared.

Lilith couldn't help but be stunned: "This! This condenses the image of the evil god? ”

(End of chapter)