Chapter 1437 Betrayal
The voice was cold and ruthless, as if the death in front of him was the most insignificant thing.
even though……
The number of deaths has already exceeded ordinary people's imagination.
"yes."
The messenger, whose whole body was covered in black armor, responded.
The remaining soldiers stood solemnly beside the young man. Each of them had a powerful aura, no less powerful than the knights of the temple.
No!
Be more powerful!
At least, among the temple knights, there are few who can easily wear heavy armor, carry two-handed swords on their backs, and have the speed of a galloping horse.
That can only be achieved after the perfect combination of strength, physical strength and speed.
Of course, the most concerning thing is the hatred contained in their breath.
Like a fierce ghost.
Another example is evil spirits.
It makes people shudder when they see it, but this kind of aura pales in comparison to the young man in gorgeous clothes.
The almost substantive hatred distorted the young man's originally elegant temperament.
All that's left is the coldness and ferociousness.
There is also a bit of violence.
He had to 'repay' everything he encountered to those people.
otherwise……
How could he be willing to do so.
The young man raised his right hand and waved it lightly.
Suddenly, the soldiers who had been waiting for a long time launched a charge.
Unlike those monsters that look powerful but have obvious weaknesses.
The soldier in front of him is the trump card of this team.
Compared with monsters, their strength is no less than that of monsters, coupled with their ability to obey orders and prohibitions and their fearlessness of death, which makes them even more terrifying.
clang!
The black two-handed giant sword slashed hard on the big shield.
The huge power poured in continuously, making the shield holder tremble, but the opponent gritted his teeth and refused to retreat.
The comrade beside the opponent suddenly thrust out his spear from the gap in the shield, and accurately pierced the gap in the black soldier's armor.
but……
Ding!
There was a sound of metal clashing. Not only did the spear not pierce the black soldier's body, but the black soldier grabbed the gun barrel with his backhand.
Then, pull hard.
boom!
The soldier holding the spear collided directly with his own shield. The soldier holding the shield obviously did not expect this. He was trying his best to resist the opponent with the black sword pressing on the shield. His position was messed up by this collision. , but what's worse is that the black giant sword that has been pressing on the shield is raised at this time.
Suddenly, soldiers holding shields and spears rolled out like gourds rolling on the ground.
There was a hole in the airtight phalanx!
No one expected that before the temporary defense of the temple team, this phalanx of soldiers that had resisted the monster for a long time would be cut open the moment it collided with this black team.
And, soon, more openings appeared.
The black soldier ignored the two soldiers who rolled to his feet, and rushed over before the phalanx closed again.
Whoosh whoosh!
Arrows were shot from the gaps in the phalanx, each one hitting its body. More than a dozen arrows stopped its charge.
But there is more than one black soldier.
When the archers in the phalanx were attracted by this black soldier.
More black soldiers attacked the phalanx.
They might have used the method just now to easily tear a hole in the phalanx.
And, simply use brute force.
He rushed forward regardless, hitting the shield.
clang! Clang!
Compared with skills, this kind of power is more frightening.
The entire phalanx quickly began to collapse.
The War Temple Knight, who temporarily took over the combat command, waved the flag in his hand without hesitation.
Immediately, the temple knights who had circled back to the right side of the battlefield raised their spears. They were ready to charge against this black, weird team of soldiers and relieve the pressure on the phalanx.
However, not yet waiting for them to charge.
A bump the size of a watermelon suddenly appeared on the ground at the feet of the war horse.
"careful!"
Bang, bang bang!
Buzz!
The leader of the knights reminded loudly, but before he could finish his words, the bumps burst open, and countless flies flew up from them, instantly covering the knights.
In just one breath, the enveloped horses and knights were sucked into mummies.
"Disperse! Fire oil attack!"
The leader of the knights shouted again.
The knights took out bottles of fire oil from their saddles, lit them, and threw them at the flying flies.
boom! Boom boom!
Explosions again and again.
The flies were quickly scorched.
The crisis was quickly resolved.
What can be relieved is only the cavalry team, and the phalanx is already in danger.
The original phalanx as a whole had been divided into two at this time, and each was besieged by no less than their own number of black soldiers.
Anyone could see that the phalanx was about to be breached.
"well."
With a sigh, the high priest of the Harvest Temple, who had only one arm left, stood up.
He glanced at the civilians behind him, and then at the bloody soldiers and knights, slowly walking out of the fortifications.
When he left the fortification, a bunch of golden wheat ears appeared in his hand.
The plump and shining wheat ears are flying like dandelions.
They fell on their own soldiers and knights. The fatigue and injuries from the long battle were wiped away, and each one became energetic.
They fell on the local soldiers and monsters, and an extremely heavy force immediately pressed down on them like a mountain.
Crunch, crunch.
Bang bang bang!
The gravity from their bodies made their bones groan, their muscles began to tear, and when they reached a limit, their internal organs began to rupture.
Some even had their entire bodies explode.
"Are you finally willing to take action?"
The young man in fine clothes looked at the high priest of the Harvest Temple and couldn't help but sneer.
Similarly, under such an undisguised gaze, the high priest of the Harvest Temple also sensed the other party.
However, when he saw the young man in rich attire, a look of shock appeared in the high priest's eyes.
"Rifweiser?!"
"why you?!"
In disbelief, the high priest of the Harvest Temple stopped in his tracks.
He was no stranger to the young man in fine clothes in front of him.
In other words, every harvest celebration was assisted by the Music Temple, and this young man's flute and harp playing impressed him deeply.
Especially the flute song!
The other party is the first one who can play.
There is no doubt that the other party will be the future high priest of the music temple.
But when they evacuated before, the other party disappeared.
Everyone thought that the other party had encountered misfortune.
But the scene in front of them told the high priest of the Harvest Temple that things were far from being as simple as they imagined.
only……
Does it matter?
This is a battlefield!
A life-and-death battlefield!
The high priest of the Harvest Temple took a deep breath, moved forward again, and waved more golden wheat ears in his hand towards where Rifweize was.
Huge gravity suddenly appeared!
That is the power from the earth!
"The life you conceive will belong to you!"
The high priest of the Harvest Temple sang loudly.
At this moment, that kind of gravity is more than doubled in an instant, and it has already exceeded the scope of the so-called 'gravity'.
The earth is selfless, it allows the crops to absorb nutrients from the soil, grow, mature, and bring the joy of a good harvest.
The ruthless nature of the earth, every breath and trembling, will plunder countless lives.
Every life carries countless thoughts, sorrows, and roars.
The weight they gathered together was unbearable.
It's even more irresistible.
Because it is the throbbing of the soul.
but……
Rifweiser's sneer did not subside.
Even the expression on his face did not change.
"Do you think this will work for me?"
"Or are you so arrogant that you think I'm standing here to fight you?"
"It's true that I'm waiting for you!"
"But you just happened to be there!"
In the mocking words, Livweize raised his hand and pointed at the high priest of the Harvest Temple.
The black color filled with hatred turned into substance!
Like a javelin, it shot towards the high priest of the Harvest Temple.
The golden radiance that bloomed from the ears of wheat, like paper, shattered the moment it was touched by the black javelin.
The high priest of the Harvest Temple widened his eyes.
He couldn't believe what he was seeing.
How can this be?
How can divine power be defeated by mortals?
Doubt appeared in the heart of the high priest of the Harvest Temple, but his movements were definitely not slow, and he dodged the black javelin with a flash of his body.
Then……
The golden ears of wheat in his hand slashed heavily at the black javelin passing by.
In the distance, the sarcasm in Lievweizer's eyes became more intense.
And in such sarcasm, there is also a hint of expectation.
boom!
The golden ears of wheat hit the black javelin, and with a dull sound, the black javelin immediately shattered.
The high priest of the Harvest Temple couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
"Sure enough, the power of Lord God will not fail."
"It was just due to some coincidence before."
"It won't happen again..."
Before the thought of lying to himself had completely dissipated, the high priest of the Harvest Temple saw a flash of black suddenly appear on the golden ears of wheat in his hands.
A light, mist-like black.
It is spreading rapidly like a plague.
Within a breath, most of the golden wheat ears were infected by black.
The face of the high priest of the Harvest Temple changed in shock. He subconsciously poured his own power into the golden ears of wheat to resist the black infection.
But before the high priest of the Harvest Temple could take action, the bunch of golden wheat ears just flew out of his hands and flew into the distance like a meteor!
The golden ears of wheat escaped?
No!
To be precise, the God of Harvest has escaped!
As the sacred weapon of the Harvest Temple, there are no more than three people in the entire temple who can use the Golden Wheat Ears, and there is only one person who can 'seize' the sacred weapon from the high priest of the Harvest Temple: the God of Harvest. .
The high priest of the Harvest Temple looked at the golden wheat ears that were about to disappear into the distance. His face was gray, his eyes were dim, and his body shook several times before falling to the ground.
The knights and soldiers who were in high spirits and ready to continue fighting a moment ago felt as if their backbones had been ripped out at this moment, and their morale was completely gone.
Within the fortifications, a low cry could be heard.
This time, it was no longer a child.
It's their mother.
Even when facing monsters, these women who were only panicked but never had other negative emotions cried at this time.
Because they were abandoned.
Abandoned by the god they had always believed would be their backing and protect them.
Is there anything in the world that is more tragic than trusting an existence wholeheartedly, and then being betrayed by this existence?
No.
The moment trust collapses, life seems to be destroyed.
Livweezer experienced times like this.
So, at this time, he—laughed out loud.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"That's right! That's right!"
"That's it!"
"It's this pain and despair!"
The young man in Chinese clothes laughed so hard that he was out of breath, as if he saw the happiest scene in his life.
However, those words became more and more cold.
Like a cold wind blowing from the far north.
Trembling.
"You're just going through everything I've been through—the very beginning!"
"Do not worry!"
"I'll let you go through exactly what I've been through!"
"Not one will be missing!"
"first……"
"Start with you!"
Livweize looked at the High Priest of the Harvest Temple, and he strode over.
The high priest of the Harvest Temple sat there blankly, as if he was unconscious. Even when he saw the looming snake scales on Rivweiser's wrist, he was indifferent.
When the Harvest God fled, the not-so-stupid High Priest guessed something.
And now?
He who faced the cruel truth.
Just hope it all ends soon.
Rifweize placed his palm on the head of the high priest of the Harvest Temple, and the looming snake scales began to spread rapidly.
From the wrist, all the way along the palm, then...
It is the scalp, forehead, eyes, and nose of the high priest of the Harvest Temple.
The snake scales are like squirming insects, moving inwards bit by bit.
Bit by bit, it devoured everything inside.
"Ahhhhh!"
Uncontrollable screams rang out from the mouth of the high priest of the Harvest Temple who had just been a walking zombie.
And this is also the reason why Rivweiser did not choose the opponent's mouth.
He wanted to hear the other party's screams.
Just like him at the time.
Only the screams of others can erase the pain in his heart - the pain of self-esteem, shame, and anger, which seems to come from the whipping of his soul.
Every time he hit it, it hurt his heart.
Every time he hit it, he couldn't bear to look back.
It's like the burning sensation that surges up from your body all the time.
Fortunately, the screams in his ears made the burning sensation subside slightly.
Livweezer closed his eyes.
He wants to enjoy this moment slowly and to the fullest.
Can……
The burning sensation appeared again the moment he closed his eyes, stronger than ever before.
Subconsciously, Livweize opened his eyes.
boom!
PS Two chapters in one!