Chapter 363 Flying Head

Deep in the dark forest, there are many cities and towns built against the mountains. This is the core area where the Mobo people gather.

Although they are remote and closed to the outside world, the level of civilization of the Mobo people is actually not low. Although all indicators are not as good as those of the kingdoms of the Old World, the Mobo people, with tribal alliances as their main structural form, are actually It can be regarded as a kingdom. When the Kingdom of Costa was destroyed, some lucky people returned to the dark forest. They had a profound impact on the lives of the Mobo people in the dark forest and promoted the development of the Mobo people.

Inside the solemn temple built of black rocks, Brenda Hiller, the leader of the Church of the Nemesis, was praying sincerely to a statue of the goddess covered in thorns and holding a sharp blade.

Footsteps sounded, and no one who saw Brenda's movements dared to disturb her, but waited quietly.

"What's the matter? Quentin."

After finishing her prayer, Brenda turned her attention to the tall and strong man in fancy clothes and carrying a skull sword on his back.

"Chief Brenda, according to the latest intelligence, those damn Sutiltes have advanced further. Do you think we launched the attack earlier? The cubs are already hungry and thirsty."

Although he is the leader of the Mobo Tribal Alliance, Quentin still maintains his humility when facing Brenda. In the current Mobo Tribal Alliance, the Church of the Furies is the well-deserved ruler.

"Don't be anxious, my dear young man, we have to be patient, and this matter is related to the goddess's important affairs. I don't want any problems to arise."

With a pale green light in her eyes, Brenda walked over and looked at Quentin's appearance, a gentle smile appeared on Brenda's face.

"I understand, Master Brenda."

Although the answer given by Brenda was contrary to his own thoughts, Quentin did not have any thoughts to refute it.

"You remember that during this period you need to continuously send men to attack the Sutilte army, especially their supply lines, to give them the illusion that we are anxious but helpless."

Looking at the meek Quentin, Brenda added.

"Yes, I will make arrangements immediately, Chief Brenda."

After agreeing immediately, Quentin turned around and left the solemn temple, as if it were a man-eating demon cave.

Looking at Quentin's disappearing back, Brenda knelt down in front of the statue of the goddess again.

"Goddess, the prey has stepped into the trap, and your humble servant will surely offer you the freshest sacrifice."

The miserable green light in her eyes became more intense, and a flash of fanaticism flashed across Brenda's withered face.

Everyone knows that the Church of Nemesis is an evil church that once appeared briefly in the Old World, but few people know that the birthplace of the Church of Nemesis is actually the Dark Forest. Even the Nemesis has an extremely close relationship with the Mob people. .

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Time passed, and it was two months in a flash.

The war went more smoothly than everyone expected. With the veteran general Jovanka Best in charge, in order to avoid overstretching the front, even if the war situation was very optimistic, the army of the Kingdom of Sutilt still fought steadily and advanced steadily. Although doing this wastes a lot of opportunities and increases consumption, it also reduces the possibility of making mistakes. It is completely overwhelming others with force. Faced with such an offensive, the Mobo people retreated again and again. By now, Sutilt's army had approached the center of Mobo rule.

At night, the sky was dark, without even a ray of moonlight.

Under the cover of the night, with a slight sound of wind, heads full of fangs, pale green eyes, a pair of big ears, and dragging intestines under their necks are flying in the sky. They are the goddesses of vengeance. members of the church.

Huh, pairs of big ears incited these heads as they approached the logistics camp of the Kingdom of Sutilt.

"We are about to arrive at the Sutilte camp. Let me reiterate again that our purpose this time is to destroy their logistics supplies, not to kill people. Keep your mouth shut and remember that the goddess is watching us."

The mouth opened and closed, flying at the front, and the head with the richest green light in its eyes opened its mouth.

Hearing this, the other heads nodded in agreement.

Buzz, the pale green light surged, and in the next moment all the heads disappeared.

Easily passing through the cordon set up by Sutilt around the logistics camp, people from the Church of Vengeance appeared in the logistics camp.

"let's start."

The pale green light covered it, isolating the inside and outside. As the order was issued, accompanied by excited and weird laughter, each head showed fireball, wind blade and other witchcraft-like abilities, and in a short while, the whole place was ignited. Logistics camp.

Looking at the scene in the logistics camp, most of the heads were immersed in destruction and killing, and only a few people noticed something was wrong.

"The defenses here seem to be a little too lax. This shouldn't be the case."

A ball of miserable green flames came out of his mouth, burning a Sutilt soldier into charcoal. As the person in charge of this operation, Maimeti's thoughts were spinning in his mind.

"Maybe I should leave early."

Turning his eyes around, Maimeti inadvertently restrained his strength.

Rumble, thunder-like sound of horse hooves sounded, blood-colored brilliance cut through the sky, and the miserable green light shrouding the logistics camp melted like ice and snow at this moment.

"Haha, you gutter rats are indeed here. Beasts are beasts, and they can't stand the smell of meat."

Accompanied by cheerful and heroic laughter, the Iron-Blooded Knights rushed into the battlefield like a sharp arrow.

The power of the soul was condensed, and the iron-blooded banner was waved. Under the impact of the tyrannical power of the soul, the heads that had been spitting out flames, wind blades and other witchcraft all lost their ability to cast spells.

As the Iron-Blooded Knights entered the scene, nearly a hundred flying heads were shattered, leaving no one able to fight back.

The flying skull magic is the foundation magic of the Church of Nemesis. The entry requirements are very low. As long as you have a little extraordinary qualifications and maintain your faith in the Goddess of Vengeance, you can master this magic and possess extraordinary power.

However, although this magical skill is easy to get started with, it is very difficult to achieve real achievements. Only a few of the nearly a hundred flying heads just now have further abilities. In other words, they are all cannon fodder. Although all the flying heads have They master one or several kinds of witchcraft like fireball, but strictly speaking they are not truly extraordinary, they are just ordinary people who have some extraordinary power through clever means.

The core power of the Flying Skull Magic is still hatred. The believer cuts off the enemy's head, and then uses the power of the goddess to perform the magic to exchange the enemy's head with his own head. Nourished by the hatred between each other, these heads quickly You will have extraordinary power, but although hatred can make people stronger, it can also devour people's hearts.

In fact, members of the Church of Nemesis who use such tricks and have extraordinary power often end up not very good. Losing their minds and becoming machines that only know how to kill is their final destination. This is also the reason why the Church of Nemesis sends these people out to serve as cannon fodder. .

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