Chapter 796 Invasion (Part 2)

"It's so cold."

This is the first feeling of the clergy of the Fallen Temple of Pamela when they come near this edge land.

Compared with the four distinct seasons in the land of human stars, the land of night maintains a temperature between 25 degrees Celsius and 35 degrees Celsius all year round, which is a tropical climate.

His Royal Highness, the Lord of the Fallen Temple, has eleven branch temples, and Pamela is one of them.

At this moment, after being notified by the Yamara War Tribe for help and the secret oracle of the arrival of the great fallen god in person, the Pamela Temple went through a short preparation ceremony and brought all the resources that the temple could muster in a short period of time. The clergy rushed to the edge area between the Thousand Faces Temple and the Fallen Temple.

A total of more than two hundred priests were dispatched for this emergency trial mission.

In addition, there are hundreds of derivative beasts.

These are all the high-level clergy and war heritage that the Temple of Panmera can temporarily deploy. Each blood derivative is comparable to the strength of a third-level creature.

As for the Fanatic Guards, they were left far behind due to their speed, and it took them a while to reach their destination.

The mission is urgent, and the senior priest Xue Yan can only move forward first.

Most of them have been blessed and protected by the fallen gods to a greater or lesser extent.

This is due to the fact that the fallen god is a new god, and the prayers of believers have not completely overwhelmed its spiritual consciousness, turning him into a human-shaped weapon of legal warfare. Almost every once in a while, one or more people will be killed. Oracles may come to you, or even miracles may come to you personally.

But as time goes by, the time for the Fallen God to come is undoubtedly getting shorter and shorter.

The high priest looked at the crow-like Xueyan behind the team.

This crow has extremely black and smooth feathers, no strange tumors or distortions, and is full of energy. It is riding on the back of a high-level derivative beast, resting with its eyes closed.

Sudden.

The crow seemed to notice the high priest's gaze and opened its eyes.

"I read fear in your eyes."

The High Priest of Pamela is a blood creature in the form of a carrion beetle, with three pairs of tentacles on its head. It said in a low voice: "Reason tells me that since the disaster, we have weakened too much, and it is difficult to be together again." The Human Holy See resisted."

"But this is our home. Tell me, are you still willing to fulfill your original promise and dedicate everything you have to protecting the fallen faith?"

The crow stretched out its wings and picked up a few wisps of snowflakes from the sky.

The white snowflakes on its feathers were polluted into pitch black in a short moment. Its gaze seemed to have corrosive spiritual power, corrupting everything it touched and reducing it to a state of laziness.

"I would give anything for this."

After receiving the answer from the beetle, the crow nodded, very calmly.

It does not have the emotional ups and downs of the priestly descendants, and even the emotions of facing death have gradually faded away. This is the price for obtaining the divine power of the law by using the prayers of hundreds of millions of believers as food.

While enslaving believers with doctrinal beliefs, it itself will eventually become what the believers think.

There are only a dozen kilometers left.

The priestly blood descendants can even sense the fierce and oppressive energy field there, as well as the terrifying source of frost deep in the blood mist, the source of the frost law. A huge giant is peeping at the little thing here who is slowly... near.

But for Crow, the confrontation with the reckless and powerful evil god who broke into Fengyan without permission has already begun.

The two sides are getting closer.

finally.

As two pure metal war kings of more than ten meters appeared, a row of pure metal war weapons of different shapes were like a solid city wall, blocking the front of many blood creatures. They looked at the forbidden demon in the distance that had begun to take shape. Behind the formation, dozens of anthropologists stood high in the sky, guarding the ice crystal giant that had already squeezed halfway into the wind wall behind them. A pair of arms were trying their best to grab everything in front of them, trying hard to get the back half of their bodies in.

All the blood was suffocated.

"Yamara..."

Peacock Xueyan, who went to the Fallen Temple to seek reinforcements with the painter's legacy, saw the ruins of the Blood Nest and couldn't help but mourn.

With such heartfelt emotion and tears, even the fellow clergy could not help but feel some sympathy.

Sympathy, what a luxurious emotion.

It is not easy to appear in these clergy.

But for the fallen god whose spiritual will is increasingly eroded by his believers, when he increasingly becomes a weapon of law to protect his believers, he has already regarded the lower blood descendants as the livestock he raises, just devouring spiritual prayers. Just as food.

Therefore, it has almost no emotional fluctuations in this blood nest that gathers for its followers.

It's like looking at a stone, bland.

"Break through the defense line and defend the faith! This is when it is most vulnerable and the best opportunity to defeat it."

A pillar of black light suddenly rose into the sky.

Invisible ripples spread, and the fallen god issued an order for a battle of faith.

The law of corruption erodes the soul of every priest. They are willing to fall into perdition. In order to protect the faith in their hearts, they dedicate everything they have and launch a desperate charge.

Boom, boom.

The pure metal war weapon developed by Vladik made a dull sound when stepping on the ground.

The derivatives that are a mixture of biochemical flesh and blood and metal machinery are not to be outdone. The war weapons that the blood derivatives once continuously strengthened in order to fight against the Holy See's angel war are now used against scholars.

The blood-derived priests' fearless attitude made the scholars guarding behind the temporary barrier take a deep breath.

The pioneers will need at least four or five hourglasses of time to fully enter the eye of the storm and exert their full strength.

Before that, she couldn't escape and could only be passively beaten as a sandbag.

But fortunately, the pioneers who have already entered most of their true forms have initially gained the ability to resist.

The only thing that makes them feel uneasy is that the divine aura spread in the black smoke behind these priestly blood clones has far surpassed the methods of clones or sacrifices.

The air is filled with malaise and lack of sinking.

Being so far apart is gradually eroding everyone's will.

Not only the psychological impact, but also the confinement of the energy magnetic field.

"Judging from the nature of the law, you should be the fallen god in the intelligence, right? Hehehehe, it seems that I am lucky. The weakest god has arrived. I smell the breath of weakness from you. "

[Ice Age] At this time, Dijana actually said jokingly.

Her unbridled spiritual roar made the low-level scholars who were a little nervous about coming to the God's Mansion during their first expedition relax a little, and also successfully angered the clergy believers.

The positions developed by pure metal war weapons in front are constantly falling.

But Dijana, who was still racing against time to try to break into the Phoenix Eyes in the true form of the law, was not worried about this.

Unlike the worries of the Big Three.

Dijana is a pioneer who completed her growth and transformation in the second golden age of academia after the Wasteland Catastrophe.

She witnessed the academic community rise up against the oppression of the Holy See and survive into a new era with stronger adaptability in troubled times.

The former enemies, whether they were the Holy See, wizards from the dark world, wall demons, or superhuman beings, have either perished or been eliminated by the natural environment in the adaptability competition with scholars.

Therefore, Dijana's confidence in the city of outstanding scholars and the social system is almost blind and fanatical.

She was prepared for the worst.

Even if the arrival fails and the blueprint for seizing the No. T genetic engineering project cannot be completed, a saturation attack with fission-level radiation weapons will be used to completely destroy the eye of the storm and no longer continue this primitive war mode.

Scholars are invincible.

She would not believe that the so-called T-type genetic engineering blueprint would allow these barbaric creatures to replicate the miracles of academia!

And it is precisely with such a plan that Dijana will not worry about the possibility of her failure in the future.

After all, the overall strength of this storm eye is really not worth mentioning in today's human academic world with the technological explosion after the second golden age.

"Sinking into the darkness, falling into the abyss, I will see more clearly and chase the inner watch."

Doctrine and laws, faint voice.

The crow's body continued to expand in the black light, becoming more and more terrifying.

The pressure of laws that overrides lower creatures is constantly being released in all directions through the divine body condensed by the tide of faith. The white snowflakes in the sky are also stained with some black gray, and even many relatively inferior pure metal wars Weapons begin to experience some sluggish lag.

The fallen god finally showed its complete form in the mortal world, releasing unparalleled power!

Although the crow shrouded in gloomy light is only a dozen meters long, even smaller than most legendary creatures, the light of law that makes people feel palpitated and sinking is undoubtedly a despairing stagnant water, drowning everything. .

The guardian scholar's tentative long-distance attack only caused ripples of black light.

"You are the future of the academic world. The reason why you have been recommended by the pioneer deans from all walks of life to participate in this expedition is that you should know your own value. You have a longer-term future and are a valuable asset to the academic world, so In the next war, I hope you can survive while tempering and learning."

Dijana has noticed that the fallen god is in the process of transforming into a law weapon.

It gradually degenerated into what its followers prayed for, a machine without emotional awareness.

As a weapon, the Fallen God has very few emotional fluctuations, and combat is also the most intuitive collision. The only way is to use the full power of law to fight. For higher creatures, it is rough, crude, and primitive, but for lower creatures, it is rough and primitive. It is filled with overwhelming power.

Dejana has become more and more able to understand the advanced advantages that the pioneers have when facing these gods who need the support of faith.

Rumble, rumble, rumble.

Ice crystals and black light, cold and frozen, collide with depravity.

[Ice Age] Dijana, who was stuck in the wind wall, could only confront the fallen god head-on through the power of law.

One side is supported by the tide of faith and has a steady supply of divine power.

On the other hand, through more subtle understanding of the law, the energy magnetic field consumption is reduced and maintained.

The battle lasted all day and night!

Affected by this, corpses were scattered all over the surrounding area for thousands of meters, and ice was everywhere.

There are pits and icy ravines everywhere. Metal war weapons and derivative beasts bite each other and are almost entangled before being frozen.

finally.

As thousands of fanatic believers from the Fallen Temple arrived and joined in this epic war against the invading evil gods, the Blood Elves finally made the invading evil gods pay a huge price, and ended in a disastrous defeat, with the divine body suffering heavy damage.

"It starts now!"

Dejana was weak and in pain, roaring unwillingly, and exited the eye of the storm in embarrassment.

The fallen god Crow, with the home field advantage and the support of his believers, protected the eye of the storm.

The Bloody Madness believers watched as they fled away from the Ice Crystal Evil God in embarrassment. The hole left on the wind wall was getting smaller and smaller during the powerful self-healing process of the wind eye. They cheered and celebrated this great event. victory.

Although this victory came too tragically.

However.

"Then, it's my turn next."

[Wujin Battle Spirit] Tiga, the jet-black, high-temperature firebird that he transformed into was made of tungsten steel. Suddenly, from the gap in the wind wall that had healed to the last gap, the slender bird's beak got into.

Two flames spurted out of his nostrils.

Such a change immediately caused the fanatical believers of the Fallen Temple to panic for a moment.

Is there an evil god out there?

How did they come one after another?

There is no support from the tide of faith here. Did they build the temple outside the eye of the storm?

This is impossible.

Puzzled and confused, the scholars' subversive war model made the Xueyans feel deeply uneasy amid doubts.

Only the fallen god, which has been gradually weaponized, is gradually losing its emotions, and also losing its ability to think. Almost immediately, it once again launched a war of resistance against the invasion of [Ujin War Soul] Tiga.

This time, the war lasted longer.

The war lasted for three days!

But [Wujin Battle Soul] Diga can only do that.

More and more blood has gathered in the eye of the wind, and it is gathering here one after another. Its attempts to break through the wind wall again and again have been met with stronger resistance from thunder. Even the true body blessed by the Wujin Fire has not been able to survive. After all, it can no longer be maintained.

After a helpless sigh, it chose to leave sadly, admitting that the invasion failed.

"Victory..."

"We finally won!"

This time, it was not until the wind wall was completely healed that the blood creatures murmured in the sea of ​​volcanic corpses.

Tens of thousands of blood descendants gathered here.

It was no longer just the fanatic believers and the clergy of the Fallen Temple. Almost all the nearby blood-derived tribes gathered here. This was a life-and-death war between the nations.

Even with the support of the tide of faith, the fallen god's divine power is almost exhausted. It is too tired. This situation undoubtedly accelerates the erosion of its spiritual consciousness and becomes the purest weapon to protect the doctrines of believers.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie, it seems that the two of them are not very lucky."

Suddenly.

In the distance of the Brood Forest, [Astrologer] Hei Erwen's eerie laughter came faintly, once again breaking the celebration of the blood-derived guardians.

Along with him, there are also the multi-eyed king and the low-level scholars responsible for guarding, who are all staring at the tragic scene of the war in the ice and fire world.

The Xueyans, who were enthusiastically understanding the victory of the war, looked towards the depths of the surging and thick blood mist, and saw another group of invaders slowly approaching here.

The war that lasted for several days was really too long.