Chapter 290 The Battle of Three Heroes

After Ramdo made a bold statement, many tiny arcs of electricity that were almost invisible to the naked eye began to appear on the surface of his gilded body.

Without any further words, he held the special spear in his hand and directly broke into the opponent's formation.

"Damn it!" The three leaders were only half a second too slow before Ramdo, who was moving at supersonic speeds, rushed into the team behind them.

This is not an ancient charging formation. Enemies that can fly at supersonic speeds and whose divine body projection is stronger than fine steel cannot be easily killed by numbers.

Unless there is a huge confinement circle that can prevent the enemy from escaping and they can only fight to the end, this kind of monster will also make most of the soldiers participating in the war despair in guerrilla warfare alone.

He doesn't have any awareness of soldiers versus soldiers and generals. Inflicting maximum damage to the enemy is Ramdo's true thoughts.

Ever since Ramdo entered the coalition's formation, golden thunder began to flash around him, and these thunders continued to attack the soldiers below.

The soldiers who were struck did not suffer any physical damage. They just put down their weapons one after another, sat on the ground regardless, and then fell into deep thought.

Some of them suddenly picked up the weapons in their hands after a while and chose to kill themselves. Others picked up the weapons, shouted the holy name of Ramdo, and opened fire on their colleagues.

"Ramdo, is this what you call thinking thunder?" The three of them finally stopped the opponent's progress, preventing him from harming his troops.

"You pagans need to accept the true faith. I'm just teaching them to think about what is right and what is wrong."

Ramdo's face was as normal as he was stopped. He didn't care about the hundreds of thousands of troops below. In the entire invading army, there were only three people in front of him who could be called his opponents.

As for the coalition forces they led, if they were not blocked, he could kill them all in half a day.

After hearing the two keywords of pagan and faith, Pope Gondor of the Light Holy Religion was obviously a little irritable. He is a rare believer among high-level officials in various countries and is extremely sensitive to issues of faith.

"You, the so-called God of One Wheel, are nothing but a hypocritical personal god. Mortals can never understand the greatness of God!" Gondor said these words almost roaring.

What the Guangsheng Religion believes in has always been an invisible and omnipresent God. It is an impersonal God and does not have any image in this world. All depictions of His image are wrong.

"Thinking is the biggest enemy of faith. Your so-called thinking thunder is just some vulgar brainwashing." Xiliu, who is affiliated with the European Union, obviously sees these things more clearly because he is a vampire without any faith.

Eight years ago, he was ordered to investigate the mysterious death of his fellow member Ogolas. He left the blood clan's stronghold. After completing the investigation mission, he was arranged to break into the then-new European Union to wait for opportunities.

And this saved his life in the end. When Sakaski fully woke up and slaughtered all the vampires, Shiliu, who was at the EU headquarters, managed to escape by relying on the headquarters' defense formation.

Today, Shiliu has become the absolute top executive in the European Union organization. His identity as a blood clan does not bring any obstacles, but is actually a help.

The rich knowledge brought by his long life made him quickly become a pioneer in the study of runes; and after the demise of the Vampire Clan, he returned to the Vampire Clan headquarters and turned the accumulation of so many people over hundreds of years into his own wealth.

"Blood War God, you talk too much nonsense." Ramdo stabbed Shiliu with a gun.

"Bang!" Xiliu picked up the long sword in his hand to parry.

However, there is still a considerable gap in absolute strength between the two sides. After one round, Ramdo did not retreat even an inch, while Shiliu retreated nearly ten meters.

"This monster! How does he practice!" Xiliu, who had obtained the blood treasure, thought that his cultivation speed was already amazing enough, but when compared with Ramdo, the two were still not on the same level.

In this era, everyone who can stand out naturally has his own advantages.

Ramdor dealt with the attacks of three people at the same time, but he was still able to do so with ease. His absolute strength and speed even put the three Gondor people at a considerable disadvantage.

"Sister Wuzhi, why are there monsters like him? Even with your help, I still can't compare to him in strength." Christine, who is also on the stalemate battlefield, has become accustomed to being indecisive in situations. Ask about the bracelet.

"The so-called one-wheel religion has hundreds of millions of believers. Ramdo, who claims to be the incarnation of a god, is equivalent to a god with hundreds of millions of followers. Even if he leaves 20% of the power of faith to his men, the rest will be I still have 80% of it.”

"That's the equivalent of 80 million people supporting him. If he hadn't been afraid of losing himself too quickly and becoming a slave kidnapped by faith, he would have been invincible." During the fierce battle, this came from the bracelet. A mental wave.

"It's a pity that the old man from Gondor is stubborn. He is determined not to become a god himself, and he is not willing to take advantage of me. Otherwise, with the base of our followers of the Light Holy Religion, we can also create such a super strong man." Christine said in her words. Pope Gondor was quite unhappy.

"I think you are wrong. There is no free lunch in this world. There is no good thing that can make you stronger so easily. The power of faith is a sweet poison after all."

"Whether you are willing or not, if you absorb the power of faith from believers, your thinking will be affected by them. The power of faith is also a kind of spiritual power after all."

"Having said all that, is there any way to deal with this monster now?" Among the three, Christine is relatively weaker, so she faces greater pressure.

"No, just wish yourself well. You are getting stronger and stronger now. The most I can do is tear the space with all my strength and remove you before you die."

"ah?!"

The four people's hard fight spread hundreds of kilometers around them. Everywhere they went, the coalition soldiers suffered heavy casualties. They could only roll and crawl away from the direction of movement of these monsters.

It's just that their speed is too fast. It's like a natural disaster like a tsunami. Even if it can be observed from a distance, mortals are still unable to avoid it.

Moving at supersonic speeds, they often run over the soldiers below before they can react. Whether they are armored vehicles or battlefield jeeps, they are all as fragile as toys.

From this point of view, Ramdo, who only brought three hundred Holy Spirits floating in the sky, seemed quite foresighted. He did not need to worry about anything. Anyway, enemies were everywhere in his sight, so he could rest assured and be bold. Ground attack.

The situation of the three people responsible for the siege was a bit awkward. Most of them were their direct subordinates, so it was difficult for them to be ruthless and launch a devastating attack without hesitation.

Of course, the premise of all this is that Ramdo is strong enough to not be afraid of the siege of all the strong men on the opposite side.