Chapter 543 Divine Power Explodes

Nampus, the god of justice and discipline, an inferior god, and a third-rate god among the gods of order, is also the most important belief in the Principality of Sara.

Faith is the ration of the gods of order. It is a self-evident unspoken rule in this world that a small country deserves a small god. The rise of a super empire and a new race also represents a powerful god behind it, such as the sleepless Those who are now also the patron saint of Lanmeng, can be regarded as successfully ascended.

Among them, there are some successful ones, and naturally there are also those who have played off, such as Rose and Ms. Storm, who have completely fallen.

According to the tradition of jihad, since this is the diocese of Nanpusi, he is the guardian of this country. When the forces on the side of chaos challenge the side of order, he should lead the mortals and the church under his command to fight. of.

But obviously, if he waited for his reaction, the undead would have spread into disasters, the population would have decreased dramatically, and he hadn't mobilized enough forces to stop the natural disasters, or the gods would fall into eternal sleep.

This is also the reason why it is difficult for the weak gods who rely on faith to survive the jihad. Although they are above mortals, they are extremely dependent on mortals.

In this sense, Roland and the others have helped him a lot. It is needless to say what the outcome will be for a weak god who fights against an undead emperor with the strength of the main god in his own country.

But right now, looking at the undead that started to collapse, he might be more anxious than anyone else.

As far as we could see, the Knights of the Temple organized a defensive position. On a temporary altar, the once proud bishop knelt down, clenched his fists, and prayed in a low voice.

And it seemed that the gods in the sky heard his prayer, the clouds opened, a beam of light fell, and the light from the sky ignited him.

"Sacrifice..."

Don't think too much, it's not easy to choose the carrier of the power of the gods. I don't think that the regional bishop served by any high-ranking priest is the God's descendant body prepared by Nampus, then. Paying one's own body and soul as the price of God's descent is the premise of everything.

However, how much power of a true god can be descended from a body with insufficient strength and a low degree of fit, and how many seconds it can carry is still a question.

"If you can complete a divine spell, it might be helpful."

But soon, I won't have to guess...

Under the beam of light, a three-meter-high knight of light riding a white horse stood up. That was the human image of the legendary God of Discipline.

He violently waved his snow-white spear, as if roaring something...

"Boom!"

All right. Sure enough, he blew himself up directly, and with him as the core, the entire horizon was ignited with white brilliance.

The power brought by the explosion of the incarnation of the true god is the pinnacle of the mortal world. Forcibly performing a divine descent on a non-divine descendant, and then self-detonating the incarnation, for a weak god, I am afraid that the accumulation of a hundred years is useless.

But the power of the self-detonation of the incarnation of the gods is also real. A strong white light illuminates the area in front of him. The horizon is washed by positive energy mixed with the power of belief and divine power, and one of the undead who are the first among them is ignited. Wailed to ashes in white life.

Perhaps Nanpusi's divine power is not high as a weak god, but he is a pure order god whose priesthood is commandment, and his divine power explodes on the side of holy light, which is definitely the natural enemy of the creation of chaos.

The most unlucky one was probably the Lich Lord who flew with magic power. He was the most likely to escape the battlefield at high speed, but he hit the shock wave of positive energy head-on, and there was no chance to dodge it. of negative energy.

The crown and staff, which were magic tools, were destroyed immediately, and the skeleton wrapped in black magic was lit up with white light. The overflowing positive energy sprayed out directly from the eye holes and mouth, and the terrible Lich became a candle of light that sprayed holy light from all the holes.

The ridiculous appearance was frozen in an instant, but it exploded into thousands of pieces in the next instant.

A large number of undead fell directly like this. Surviving under a large-scale forbidden spell depends not only on luck but also on strength. The weaker the undead, the more unable to survive in such a situation.

Where the shock wave goes, zombies turn into flesh, skeletons into parts, ghouls into skewers, bone dragons into lantern boats, and banshees enjoying mermaid-style bubble bursts.

"Is this the first time the forbidden spell has burst..."

In a sense. I am also a little helpless. When super combat power appears on the regular battlefield, either you throw the forbidden spell or I play self-destruct. You blow up and I blow up. Being a regular melee is really miserable, even if it is as strong as an epic powerhouse, I don't even know if I will be sent to heaven by a certain mage or shepherd the next moment.

And it wasn't just the place that was affected by God's Extinction. The wood spirit knights chasing the undead were not far away, and they were also touched by the fluctuation. No matter what kind of magic plant peripherals they used to fly, they were impacted by such a strong divine power. It can only fall freely.

Fortunately, they are also physical creatures with strong positive energy. After the demonized plants and magic machines endured the first wave of positive energy impact, the damage to their bodies was not great, and their minds returned to normal after a short period of dizziness.

The dwarf parachute has long been the standard configuration of the air knights, and there are a lot of white flowers in the sky, but judging from the little fists waving to the sky, they have no gratitude for this god at all.

And if the wood spirit was barely affected, those temple knights who were the guardians were very close to the explosion.

Even though the bishop had completed the divine descent as scheduled, none of the temple knights who were guardians retreated, and then they were engulfed by the deadly white light behind them.

The power of the self-destruction of the incarnation of the gods is astonishing. There are no survivors, and there are no survivors, but judging from the appearance of those temple knights in the Jedi and their fearlessness in fighting until the last moment, they should have been psychologically prepared to sacrifice up.

"This is their homeland, and behind them are their own families and clansmen..."

Compared with the long-lived species, human beings have a short lifespan and are innately dull. They have many concerns and desires. They seem to be dull and short-sighted, wasting their lives, but in times of crisis, there are always heroes. Perhaps, it is because there are many concerns and responsibilities You are young, you know the value of life, and you know the necessity of sacrifice at a critical moment.

Along the way, I have seen too many such warriors and guardians...

And the self-detonation of their sacrifices in exchange for divine power has indeed achieved huge results. At least 80% of the fleeing undead died in the explosion, and the rest were all wounded. When the second wave of wood spirit knights came up, The hunt will be much smoother than before, and perhaps some undead will escape from the hunt, but it is incomparable with the devastating undead disaster before.

The horror of the undead made me relax, and I was able to turn my attention to the ruins. After the initial call for help, Timiret didn't take the initiative to contact me.

"It's not really dead, otherwise, I'd better go and have a look." (To be continued.)