Chapter 1735 Entering the Drama

All the believers were shocked to see the shadow floating above the head of the upper evil spirit.

This was the first time they saw the appearance of their gods.

Compared to,the original abstraction.

The specifics at this moment are naturally more deeply rooted in people's hearts.

It seems that this is what the ‘God of Mist’ should be like.

It has both wanton edges and corners, a strong body, and wholehearted protection.

Yes, guard.

That little white flower is our Lord’s protection for us!

Inexplicably, all the believers feel that the little white flower is themselves!

People fell to the ground again.

People prayed again.

After a complete prayer was completed, everyone looked at the phantom excitedly again.

"Is this our Lord?"

They stared deeply at the shadow and engraved it firmly in their hearts.

Several believers who are good at painting have already taken out pens and paper and started to draw.

One stroke after another, the image of the 'God of Mist' quickly appeared on the paper.

After the upper evil spirit appeared in 7 more paintings, it put away its shadow.

Although it was no problem for it to support it for any longer, it did not do so.

"They correspond to the numbers of our Lord."

Pointing to the seven completed portraits, the upper evil spirit said softly.

Every god has a symbol and a symbol. The ‘God of Mist’ should naturally have it, but it is incomplete. Now that the ‘God of Mist’ is its boss, it naturally needs to improve these.

The number 7 is considered very suitable by the superior evil spirits.

Its boss likes this number very much.

"Do the will of my Lord."

All the believers bowed.

The seven completed paintings were placed on the altar of the temporary base, while the unfinished paintings were quickly thrown into the flames after prayer.

"Fire and flame are the weapons of my Lord."

"It's also a skill we need to learn to use."

The superior evil spirit raised his left hand, and a cluster of flames emerged from his fingertips.

Of course, such flames are illusory and cannot be hidden from powerful people, but they are enough for the believers in front of them.

They can't tell the difference between true and false.

Of course, even if you can distinguish between true and false, higher-level evil spirits can still explain it.

Ding!

Just when all the believers looked at the flames in the upper evil spirit's left hand, a Kimpton suddenly appeared in the upper evil spirit's right hand. He picked it up with his thumb, and the gold coin made a crisp sound, rolled and flew up, and then was struck by the upper evil spirit's hand. He caught it with his left hand and pressed it on the back of his right hand.

"The gold coin, the shield our Lord gave us."

"When you are confused and overwhelmed, it will give you an accurate answer."

“Heads are positive, tails are negative.”

"My Lord will peer into the mist and give us the answer."

The upper evil spirit said the last symbol.

It is very aware of how thrifty its Boss is.

Stingy, you say?

Sorry, that's what you said.

I have a contract here, so I can only tell the truth, which is to be diligent and frugal.

Number 7, flames, gold coins.

After the believers were informed of the three symbols, the superior evil spirit turned and walked toward the door.

Suddenly, all the believers became quiet.

Believers, all know what is about to happen.

Even this Lord 'Blessed One' could not guarantee that he could come back safely, so he couldn't wait to tell these believers everything.

But the more this happens, the more uncomfortable it makes them.

"Sir, let me see you off."

On behalf of all the believers, Sergei walked to the side of the superior evil spirit and spoke softly.

"Um."

The superior evil spirit nodded, and then glanced at all the believers in the temporary stronghold, as if to remember everyone. This scanning lasted for nearly ten seconds.

And when the figure disappeared behind the door, some of the believers couldn't help crying again.

However, no one allowed themselves to cry.

They covered their mouths and cried silently.

The adults have already gone to fight on their behalf.

They shouldn't worry adults anymore.

The superior evil spirit heard the suppressed cries, and a touch of pity appeared on its face again.

"Don't be sad for me."

"Don't feel sorry for me."

“We will meet in the Kingdom of God, our Lord.”

"I'm just going first."

The superior evil spirit lowered his head slightly, finished speaking softly, and quickly disappeared into the night without waiting for the young man's answer.

After watching the figure of the superior evil spirit disappear, Sergey finally came back to his senses. He stood upright, leaned forward slightly, and said in a low voice: "Sir, please take a step slowly, I will try my best to chase you later." Your footsteps.”

Take a slow breath.

Feeling the coldness of the night in Sika Territory, the young man's eyes seemed to be burning flames.

He stood up straight and looked at his body.

Said word for word.

"us……"

“We must meet in the Kingdom of God!”

After the words fell, Sergei turned and returned to the temporary stronghold.

Everyone looked at Sergey.

Lord Beloved just now made it very clear that everything here is left to Sergey.

Young people, become leaders.

"We obey our Lord's will and bring our brothers and sisters here to accept the protection of our Lord."

"Not only Sika City, but also around Sika City, with the southeast, northwest and northwest as the teams."

"The four teams will set off immediately and must return before dark tomorrow."

Sergey said.

"yes."

Naturally, the four original guards with weapons became the leaders of the four temporary teams.

Then, under the cover of Sergei, we passed the west gate of Sika City.

Sergei himself is the person in charge of the west gate of Sika City.

Most of these people are also Ximen's guards.

The night is getting deeper and deeper.

No one noticed the departure of the four teams.

In other words, there were some who discovered it, but under certain special influences, they turned a blind eye.

The superior evil spirit hiding in the darkness withdrew its illusion. It stood on the city wall and silently watched the four teams go away. The sky was black, the stars were dim, and the moon was almost gone.

Hoo, hoho!

The night wind from the north was blowing constantly, causing the fire in the brazier to sway from side to side. The upper evil spirit turned towards the city and walked slowly.

The figure escaped into the void and could not be discovered.

Only it can hear its own footsteps.

Its mission is not yet complete.

The superior evil spirit has always been perfect in the tasks assigned to him by the boss.

This time, naturally, it was no exception.

However, there is no rush in terms of time.

Maybe……

What can be done better?

The superior evil spirit suddenly looked outside the city.

After pondering for a moment, he disappeared in a flash.

…

Karl bit his tongue hard.

The pain instantly woke him up, and the whispers in his ears fell silent. He lowered his head and touched his horse.

"Finisha, where is this?"

Carl asked.

It's not that he doesn't want to use a simpler way to judge.

But...

His eyes could no longer see.

Not long ago, he completely lost his light in an explosion that was whispered in his ears.

The appearance of darkness suddenly made him panic.

Almost!

He almost became a monster!

Fortunately, at the last moment, he struggled out.

However, he could no longer see it.

He could touch his eye sockets, which were no longer there.

Regarding this, he didn't have time to feel sad or angry, so he told himself that he must calm down.

Only calm can resist the whisper in the ear.

"We're almost to Sika City."

Fenisha answered accurately.

It seems that because of the previous danger, his relationship with Fenisha has become closer. There is no longer any barrier in the communication between the two, and they can clearly understand the thoughts between the two parties.

Moreover, Fenisha seems to be getting smarter and smarter.

Not only does he care about Karl, but he also endangers his master.

"Carl, we'll be there soon."

Fenisha conveyed this idea, and the sound of hoofbeats became clearer and crisper, but the next moment, such hoofbeats were a meal.

A malicious aura is approaching here.

Karl couldn't see anymore, but his perception became more acute.

He grasped his sword tightly and slashed forward.

On the hilt of the sword, the blessing belonging to the Temple of War has long since disappeared. The red gemstone is dim, but the sharpness of the blade is still there.

As a noble from a wealthy family and proud of his own force, his sword is naturally no ordinary thing. In addition to being blessed by the Temple of War, it also has light and sharp enchantments.

An ordinary long sword can cut it off in just two collisions.

At this moment, the sword filled with Karl's full strength cut off the malicious attack.

Through the touch of the blade, Karl could feel that it was a spear.

Wooden pole, iron head.

Most of the equipment is found in the lowest infantry.

Many robbers are also willing to use this weapon.

Not only is it cheap, it is also simple and easy to use. It only requires four or five people, and after training, they can form a team that cannot be underestimated.

Moreover, most pikemen will not act alone.

Therefore, after breaking the spear with his sword, Karl immediately fell on his horse. He was not a noble young man who needed cavalry. He knew very well what to do when encountering spearmen.

And the moment Karl fell down, four spears grazed his back.

Although he couldn't see with his eyes, Karl could imagine the disappointment on the faces of these pikemen who failed to attack. Similarly, taking advantage of this gap, Karl slid off the horse and calculated the length of the spear and the distance between the two sides. , after taking one step, the long sword in his hand made a sweep.

puff! puff!

The sound of blood spurting.

Warm blood splashed all over him.

It's all over my hands and face.

But at this time, Karl didn't have time to wipe it. He turned around and slid down. He passed under Fenisha's belly and swung the long sword in his hand again.

puff! puff!

With the sound of the sword entering the body, blood spurted out like a fountain. Karl, who was nearest, seemed to be watered, drenched from head to toe.

Subconsciously, Karl touched his face.

Then……

He saw it.

Although it's a little blurry, I can definitely see it.

this? !

Karl shook his head vigorously. He had touched it before. He didn't even have eyes, only two dark eye sockets were left. How could he see this?

A bad thought appeared in Karl's mind.

Subconsciously, he turned and looked at his horse Fenisha.

No more strong body, no fluttering mane, no more smart eyes, only a skeleton is left, the skeleton of a war horse.

The bones are thick and pale, and the fire of the soul flashes in the eye sockets.

He raised his hands.

There was no trace of flesh and blood on the palm, and the palm made of bones moved with his thoughts.

"I am dead?"

Karl said to himself in disbelief.

However, no sound came out.

All that is there is the beating of the newly ignited soul fire.

Then, he suddenly thought of something, and immediately lowered his head to check.

He saw the familiar uniforms of Sika City soldiers.

boom!

Karl's body was shaking as if struck by lightning.

"I killed one of my own?"

"I killed one of my own?"

he questioned himself.

The whispers in his ears became clearer and clearer. Karl curled up, and the soul fire in his eyes began to beat at a very fast speed again. It was not a normal jump, but a dying struggle as if it was about to go out.

"Carl, don't give up!"

"Karl, stick to yourself!"

Fenisha's voice sounded from the bottom of her heart.

As a war horse, it didn't know what happened.

But it knows that if this continues, the guy who has been staring at them will definitely succeed.

In fact, that guy is already here.

"Is it painful?"

"Want to wail?"

"But I can't even make a sound..."

"That feeling is even more painful."

Amidst the faint words, a deer slowly walked out of the dense forest.

Upon seeing the deer, Finisha neighed in warning.

"It's not enough."

"It's still too far."

"When I watched my children being tortured and killed by you, and when I watched myself being disemboweled, I wanted to scream, but my tongue was cut out and I couldn't make any sound."

"I can only watch."

"Watch."

The deer said slowly, getting closer and closer.

The figure finally appeared completely.

The head is still intact, with only a few knife marks. However, the antlers on the top of the head have long been broken and replaced by dead branches. The body has only a little flesh and blood left. There are still knife marks and fine gnawing marks on the remaining bones. .

"That's not us!"

"We didn't do that!"

Warhorse Fenisha retorted.

"But they are people like you who broke into my home for no reason!"

"so……"

"Bear the curse of pain!"

The almost skeletal deer's eyes flashed with a scarlet light.

"No!"

"We are trying to avoid the enemy..."

"well!"

The war horse Fenisha still wanted to explain, hoping to resolve the misunderstanding, but at this time, a sigh sounded.

The sudden sigh startled both parties.

Fenisha and the nearly skeletal deer both looked in the direction of the sound.

Wearing a gray robe without a hood, and an ordinary face with a look of compassion, he walked towards here step by step, ignoring the malicious aura of the skeleton deer, and stood next to Karl, raising his head. The starting hand was placed on the skull's head.

"Lost child, you have suffered."

The voice was sad, as if he felt it.

Karl, who was disturbed by the evil voice, trembled and raised his head blankly.

He saw the man in front of him.

A man whose compassion did not diminish when facing his skeletal face, but his eyes became more and more distressed.

"Who are you?"

Carl asked.

When he asked, he came back to his senses. His voice could not be heard by others, so what was the point of such a question?

But unexpectedly, the man in front of him heard it.

Because, the other party answered meticulously.

"I am someone who has been in the same pain as you."

"My Lord saved me."

“My Lord bore my pain.”

"At the same time, my Lord sees your pain."

"So, here I am, my brother."

As the upper evil spirit spoke, it moved its steps and blocked its body in front of Karl. Its chest was pierced by a branch that looked like antlers, but its smile remained undiminished. It looked at Karl gently and said word by word. : "I will bear the pain for you."