Dumb's running speed can reach 150 kilometers per hour at the fastest, although it is not as good as the supercars of the earth world, but it is better than the road conditions have no requirements, when encountering ditches and bumps, even mountains and deep streams do not need to detour, the speed can be crossed a little slowdown, all the way straight, no need to turn, really calculated, the straight line distance that can run at the same time will far exceed the four-wheeled sports car.

After running 200 kilometers in one breath at the fastest speed, it showed its fatigue, but it was able to hold on for a long time, which is enough to see that its endurance is also quite good.

"It's cool now, aren't you?"

Luo Chong landed and rubbed its head, while Dumb rubbed his body vigorously and licked his palms with great joy, whining in his mouth, looking very excited.

The temperament characteristics of the dog have basically not changed, and the owner will run with it, which will make it very happy and excited.

Luo Chong didn't want to tire it out, so he temporarily put it into the soul devouring space, let it rest for a while, and eat something to replenish its physical strength.

For the remaining 200 kilometers of the journey, Luo Chong flew at the top speed for only ten minutes before landing on the Sage Island in the Holy Grace Lake.

In just half a month, nothing has changed from the collapsed and shattered ruins of the temple, and it is not a small project to clean up these millions of tons of rubble.

In order to summon the Heavenly Demon Bale, Sage Island lost more than a hundred high-level cultists, and even if there were remnants, they were also low-level cultists, and then a tribal army of thousands of people stationed in the outer area of the Holy Grace Lake.

On that day, the temple was attacked by the killing angels, and the cathars did not show up at all, not because they were cowardly, but because they were completely ignorant of the Dao, because the high-level disciples of the Sage Island all knew that this was a battle between gods and demons, and no matter how many mortal armies there were, it would be in vain and would not play any role.

Looking at it again today, there is a camp on the Sage Island, Luo Chong is suspended in the night sky of three hundred meters, counting silently with audio-visual connection, there are eight hundred sergeants in the camp, and the individual strength is not weaker than the bandit leader Scarface, and the strength or flexibility attribute exceeds twenty points.

These 800 men should be the most elite battalion of the cathars.

Most of the army establishments in the Tang and Song dynasties were ten-person teams, with one army commander; Ten brigades with a centurion (or brigade commander); Ten teams are a battalion, with 800 to 1,500 men, and the highest commander is a commander of a thousand commanders, or some general, this is the lowest general.

3,000 to 5,000 people are divisions, 6,000 to 10,000 people are troops, and 30,000 to 50,000 people in control of a legion are the pinnacle of military generals: generals.

The Song Dynasty had seven great generals, the two oldest serving in the capital, and the other five were in the prime of life to lead troops abroad, that is, the commanders of the five regular regiments.

At this moment, a battalion of 800 people that Luo Chong saw was stationed on Sage Island, which was not a good sign for the Templars, and it was likely that they were facing some kind of crisis, or some kind of pressure from the outside world, so they needed the cathars to land on the island to defend them.

It was late at night, and the center of the temple ruins was still brightly lit, and a dozen or so parishioners in robes were holding some kind of worship service, or regular prayer service.

Luo Chong thought about it for a moment, and then landed, more than twenty meters from the ground, causing several exclamations, and was discovered by the disciples below.

"Ahh

"It's the son of the devil"

After a few exclamations, one of them, a middle-aged man who might be the temporary leader, bowed and shouted, "Meet His Highness the Devil"

"Do you know me?" Luo Chong was a little surprised.

"Yes. ”

This person replied: "Half a month ago, the interaction between His Royal Highness the Demon Son and the Demon God, the villain hid in the distant room and vaguely saw it, and when the Demon God of Bale left, he also sent a spiritual message to me and others, saying that this piece of heaven and earth will be inherited by His Highness the Demon Son, and ordered us to obey His Highness's orders from now on." ”

"Oh?

Luo Chong smiled in his heart, before leaving, that guy from Heavenly Demon Bale had even taken care of preparing such a gift for himself.

There are some villa-style low-rise buildings a hundred meters away from the temple, which are the collective dormitories of low-level believers, although the majestic temple was destroyed, the killing angels did not kill anyone with their own hands, these low-level believers hid in their respective rooms, and through the windows, they could see the disaster of the day

So, Luo Chong asked, "So, are you willing to obey the message of the Heavenly Demon Bale?"

"The will of the demon god, we dare not disobey. ”

The leader of the cultists replied respectfully, "Besides, His Highness the Demon Son will inevitably grow into a great Demon God, and in the eyes of us, he is also extremely noble. ”

Luo Chong smiled faintly, and with his true eye, he could see that these words were just nice words, in fact, it was not so simple to make this group of devout disciples change their beliefs, they were just forced by the status quo and the most embarrassing message from the Heavenly Demon Bale, so they had to express their position like this.

Take the person in front of him, if he really obeyed, he should have knelt on the ground and not just bowed.

But it doesn't matter, things can be solved gradually and gradually, besides, Luo Chong is not very rare with them, even if he slaughters them all and cultivates disciples who only believe in himself from scratch, then what

"How many of you are left?"

Luo Chong landed on the ground and stood in front of him.

"The Council of Elders and the High Priests are gone, and their souls have gone to Hell to serve the Great Demon God......

With the support of their faith, they all seemed very strong, and the leader of the sect replied in a deep voice: "Now, in addition to us intermediate priests, there are more than thirty apprentice priests. ”

In other words, there were less than fifty middle- and low-level cultists left on Sage Island.

Luo Chong closed his eyes slightly, quickly weighed them in his heart, and finally decided to keep them for the time being, so he said bluntly to him: "Just like you said, sooner or later, I will grow into a hell demon god, and even my future achievements will far exceed your imagination." From today on, if you are willing to offer your loyalty to me, then help me re-establish the faith of this worldly realm, our organization is still a primordial demon sect, and there is not much change in faith. ”

More than a dozen believers looked at each other, and they all said in their hearts: Let us be loyal to you, this is not much change

Luo Chong knew what they thought, and snorted coldly: "The faith channel of this world has been closed for more than a thousand years, what is the reason, haven't you guessed yet?"

More than a dozen disciples bowed their heads and were silent, but their faces were not very good-looking.

"Actually, you've all vaguely guessed it, but you just don't want to admit it."

Luo Chong's tone was aggravated, and he said coldly: "The few demon gods you originally believed in are long gone, and they have long been destroyed by the gods of the heavenly realm, even their leader, the demon king Edisha, did not dare to show his face, and only sent a heavenly demon to deal with the battle with the killing angels. ”

More than a dozen believers were pale and trembling, but it was irrefutable that the channel of faith had been closed for more than a thousand years, which was indeed an indisputable fact. These devout believers have been passed down from generation to generation, relying only on a kind of spiritual support.

Luo Chong wielded a heavy hammer and continued to destroy their minds: "More than a hundred elders and high-ranking priests dedicated their lives, and the only effect was to open a temporary passage. Even if their souls can go to hell, they will only become a meal for other demons, and it is ridiculous to say that they serve the demon gods, those demon gods are gone, who are they going to serve?"

Poof

There were a few psychologically fragile believers who fell directly to their knees, as if their bodies had no bones and had lost all support.

The way of demons is extremely cruel, and if the souls of believers go to hell and cannot find their masters, there will be no other demons willing to accept them, and they will only be ruthlessly devoured.

What serves the demon god, the soul is immortal, all of them have become a bubble, and the end is extremely miserable, it is not as good as those ordinary people who have no faith, at least they can become dead souls, and they can still have a chance and hope to struggle in the hell plane.

However, the soul of a devout believer will not be transformed into a dead soul, but will only enter hell in the form of a pure soul, and if it is not received by the demon master, it will be as conspicuous as the Kong Ming lantern wandering in the night sky, and it will immediately attract countless demons, or high-level revenant souls to devour, and it will be a miracle to survive for more than ten minutes.

The end of being devoured is to lose everything, not to mention the immortality of the soul, and even the chance of reincarnation, how miserable it is.

After sticking to their beliefs for so many years, in exchange for such an ending, their spiritual pillars will naturally collapse in an instant, and they will be more turbulent than a billionaire who wakes up and goes bankrupt and becomes a poor bastard, and the six gods have no owner.

Moreover, they knew in their hearts that Luo Chong was not lying, but he had ruthlessly pierced the layer of window paper that they had been unwilling to admit and face.

The leader of the sect was the calmest one, his voice trembled, and he said, "But you are still only a demon son, not a demon god."

The meaning of the words is that you are only a son of a demon, and you will still stay in the mortal world for a long time, and you may not go to hell for thousands of years or tens of thousands of years. If we bet our faith on you, we will die after a few decades, and our souls will go to hell, and we will not have no master to receive them, and we will not end up equally?

"You don't need to worry about this, all the disciples who believe in me, and if your soul goes to hell, there will be the top demon god of the hell plane to receive you, which is ten million times stronger than your original demon god masters. ”

Luo Chong said with a smile: "The Demon God I selected for you is still above the Demon King, only below the greatest Hell Demon Lord. ”

Top Demon God

The one Luo Chong said must be the bubble mother super succubus.

More than a dozen disciples looked at each other, and they all felt a little trance-like: Is there such a thing? It doesn't sound very reliable, how can it be like a child?

The leader of the sect cautiously asked, "Your Highness the Demon Son, is this Demon God you are talking about your father or mother?"

"It's just my woman"

Luo Chong replied proudly: "My identity is far beyond your imagination, do you think that if it is an ordinary son of a demon, it is possible to save the Heavenly Demon Bale under the sword of killing angels? Isn't that the best proof of what are you still suspecting?"