Chapter 188

The gravel on the ground kept bouncing.

The expression on every soldier's face was so serious, and their eyes were filled with angry flames.

On the ground, the yellow sand began to churn.

The strong wind whistled in the ears.

The clergy of the Earth Mother Church changed their faces.

Seven thousand people!

That was not an exaggerated number.

But when seven thousand people lined up in a neat team and glared at themselves, every clergyman could feel an indescribable heavy pressure on their chest.

Their faces turned pale, and a strong sense of fear began to grow in their hearts. Although the seven thousand soldiers just walked towards them step by step and did nothing, their high heads had subconsciously shrunk.

They were crowded together back to back, their throats were dry and their larynxes kept moving.

Fine beads of sweat began to grow on their foreheads, and the hands holding the weapons were shaking.

"You, what do you want to do? Stop."

A knight couldn't help but screamed loudly: "In the name of the Earth Mother Church, I order you to stop and get out of here."

"You damn heretics, believe it or not, I will send you all to the stake."

The angry roar fluttered in the wind, but anyone could feel the cowardice hidden in the roar.

They couldn't imagine why they just wanted to execute a few humble civilian soldiers, why would they provoke all the people to resist? When did these civilians become so united?

They couldn't imagine that when these civilians united together, the pressure they brought would be so terrifying.

The distance was getting closer and closer, and I didn't know when the entire camp of the Earth Mother Church had been completely surrounded.

In the camps of the Holy See and the royal family on both sides, a large number of knights pointed at this side, with expressions of spectators on their faces.

The group of idiots of the Earth Mother Church, didn't they find that these soldiers' mental will had reached the edge of madness because of the death of a large number of brothers in battle?

Do you think your life is too long to provoke these lunatics at this time?

Those are seven thousand soldiers who have persisted to the end in the battle with monsters?

They are warriors who have experienced the tempering of blood and fire and wandered in front of the gates of hell. They are the best.

Even if they don’t know advanced magic and don’t have strong fighting spirit, they have iron will and rich combat experience.

If they really fight, the knights of the Earth Mother Church will definitely not be opponents.

Even if the Son of God is added, it won’t work.

The knights roared fiercely, trying to stop the warriors, but no one would obey their orders.

Kings, princes, generals, and ministers, are they of the same kind!

They are also human beings, and the dignity of being born as human beings can only be defended with their own hands and will.

The encirclement is shrinking.

The expressions on the faces of the clergy are getting more and more terrified, as if they are not facing a group of civilian soldiers at all, but the most ferocious beasts in the jungle.

The movement here finally attracted the attention of the Son of God, O'Neill.

He opened the tent and walked out. He frowned as he looked around. A clergyman whispered in O'Neill's ear what had just happened.

O'Neill glanced at the soldiers around him with a cold face. He suddenly waved his hand and his voice floated in the wind: "Leave the soldier who just spit, and the others will not be punished. Get out!"

O'Neill was still somewhat rational.

The 7,000 soldiers who survived the 100,000 soldiers fighting against the monsters would have a very bad impact if all of them were killed. Although in O'Neill's eyes, let alone these 7,000, even the 93,000 civilians who had died in the battle were as light as a feather.

He could let these 7,000 soldiers go, but the bastard who spit must be executed.

The glory of the Mother Earth Goddess must not be desecrated.

In O'Neill's opinion, this was already very magnanimous. Those civilians should kneel on the ground immediately and praise his kindness.

But what O'Neill did not expect was that those soldiers seemed to have not heard his voice at all, and no one left.

On the contrary, without receiving any orders, these soldiers suddenly raised their weapons at the same time.

Swish!

The whole action was uniform and the sound was continuous.

The broken and sharp swords, the rusty spears, the claws and fangs of the monsters, and the longbows and crossbows smeared with venom collected from the monsters...

In an instant, all the sharp objects were directed at hundreds of priests, even including the Holy Son, O'Neill.

It was obviously just a broken and even ridiculous weapon, but at this moment, it made everyone's heart tremble, and they were soaked with sweat.

O'Neill's face was livid. How dare these civilians?

The order of the Holy Son was useless. These stupid things not only did not appreciate his kindness, but also dared to show their weapons to him?

Blasphemy, unforgivable!

His body was trembling, and the expression on his face became distorted.

The cold and piercing voice, suppressing the anger that was about to explode, began to spread in the air.

"I am the Son of the Earth Mother, O'Neill!"

"How dare you raise your weapons against the great Son of God."

"In the name of the Son of God, I command you, all of you, to kneel down!"

There was a deathly silence all around.

A few seconds later, a voice came in the wind: "Bah? What kind of idiot is the Son of God?"

Hiss...

When this voice entered O'Neill's ears, the handsome man's face was distorted to be uglier than a monster, and his body trembled.

He had been very generous and gave them a chance to kneel down and atone for their sins, but these stupid civilians not only did not know how to cherish it, but even dared to insult him, the Son of God.

O'Neill could no longer bear it, and his palm was raised high, ready to order the clergy under his command to kill all these soldiers, and he would bear all the consequences.

On the other two sides, Carol's face changed slightly and he wanted to rush up to stop it.

Seeing this scene, Rossweisse was also ready to rush up to mediate. After all, she was not able to gain a reputation around Qin Chu before, which made Rossweisse very dissatisfied. If she could take this opportunity to serve as a mediator between the Earth Mother Goddess Church and the army, she might be able to gain the favor of those soldiers and expand her reputation.

Before the two rushed up, O'Neill's palm had already fallen, and a cold voice came out from his mouth:

"In the name of the Holy Son, I give you the punishment of death."

"Kill!"

Huh...

Before the clergy around O'Neill could take action, a gust of wind suddenly raged in the crowd.

Yellow sand was flying all over the sky.

A contemptuous voice spread in the wind:

"Hehe, Holy Son?"

"Who? Who is talking?" O'Neill's face became more and more distorted, and the irritability in his chest made his voice a little sharp.

The next moment, with a buzzing sound, a gust of wind spread in front of O'Neill.

The raging storm instantly condensed into the outline of a tall woman.

It was Violet.

His right hand suddenly stretched out from the wind, and O'Neill's face changed slightly. Just when he wanted to dodge, he found that his body, legs and hands had been entangled by wind vortices.

His body could not move at all for a while, and he could only watch Violet's right hand directly buckle on his forehead.

Then, O'Neill's body left the ground.

The next second...

Bang!

O'Neill's face was hit hard by Violet.

"Son of God? Oh, shit!"

Chapter 2 is here.

Chapter 228 My Sister is So Cool (3)

Originally, the conflict here had nothing to do with Violet.

However, Violet's dissatisfaction with the Holy Church and the Mother Earth Church has a long history. After all, the Storm Lord Church was destroyed by the Holy Church, and the Mother Earth Church was a traitor who betrayed the past.

It was only because Qin Chu told her that it was not the time to break up yet and not to attack the people of the Holy Church without a reasonable excuse, so Violet had been patient.

But now, isn't this a great opportunity?

She had to step forward to mediate the conflict between the two sides just to avoid a large-scale internal conflict among humans.

What a great, bright and just excuse.

Although it was a bit crude, Violet judged that in this tense situation, only absolutely ruthless means could control the situation and prevent it from going out of control.

So, O'Neill was trampled under Violet's feet just like Karsus in the past.

He was really trampled under her feet.

After Violet threw O'Neill to the ground, one of her white and tender feet stepped directly on the back of O'Neill's head.

O'Neill's face kissed the earth, which might be the most intimate contact between him and the earth.

Fine yellow sand sank into the corners of his eyes, inhaled into his nasal cavity, and poured into his mouth.

The gravel pierced the delicate skin on his face, and it was burning.

But the physical pain was far less unbearable than the mental torture.

Angry!

He was a noble son of God. When had he ever been so humiliated? He was trampled on his head and stepped on by a woman whose origin was unknown.

This damn bitch even called himself dog shit?

This was the humiliation that O'Neill had never encountered before.

This kind of humiliation is more painful than killing him directly.

His body is like a worm constantly wriggling on the ground, and waves of roars from the depths of his throat that humans cannot understand at all.

His limbs are struggling desperately, like a turtle that can't turn over.

Just kidding.

In the past, even Karsus had to be trampled under Violet's feet. What kind of person is he, O'Neill?

Karsus is a genuine titled knight, and O'Neill is only level 79. Although there is only one level difference, the gap in strength is like a natural chasm that cannot be crossed.

Even if there is a thread of evil god in O'Neill's body, making O'Neill more irritable and stronger than before, the time is short after all, and O'Neill has never undergone a huge change like Karsus in the past. It is almost impossible to break free from Violet's feet.

The faces of the clergy around him are weird.

Seeing the Son of God being trampled underfoot, no one dared to come up to stop him.

Carol frowned.

Rossweisse looked at Violet with anger and resentment.

She wanted to be the mediator to gain the support of the soldiers and expand her fame and influence, but she didn't expect Violet to get there first.

This damn bitch.

Rossweisse cursed in her heart.

Qin Chu and the people around him seemed to be deliberately against him, making it particularly difficult for Rossweisse to do anything she wanted to do.

The soldiers around him were full of gratitude when they saw this scene.

When they were bullied, they were actually ready to die with the other party.

Although they were numerous, they were mostly civilians who had not practiced much. They only had the experience of fighting monsters and the courage to fight to the death.