Chapter 925 God’s Funeral (4)

The powerful coercion compressed the wind and snow, and the ground of the ice sheet also began to subside, becoming more compact.

Morbitten raised his hand, and the guards immediately spread out to the outside. After standing up again, a small formation was formed, isolating all external influences.

The high priest shook his head and said, "It's too boring."

Morbitten leaned over and responded, "High Priest, your body needs protection."

Although the high priest does not have the weakness of ordinary people in wheelchairs, nor is he a fragile item, but now, he is a consumable item.

But Karen is very clear that this is an "old friend reunion" belonging to the high priest. He doesn't want to stay in the hood all the time. He is eager to participate and interact. At least, there must be a feeling that he is standing with his former partners .

Karen raised his head slightly, propped up his dharma body, and instantly broke through the formation formed by the guards from the inside.

Immediately, Karen put one of his hands on the shoulder of the high priest, and the wind and snow could see through to feel the coolness and madness, but all the pressure was taken over by Karen himself.

There was a smile on the face of the high priest, and he said with emotion: "Where did you learn it?"

Karen replied: "I used to run a funeral home, which is part of the care of the deceased."

"Hehehe, it's normal for Foden to like you. It would be great if you could let me see you a few years earlier. Reading a book in a teahouse by yourself is also very boring."

"I can't stand in front of you until it's time to come."

"Well, indeed, you came at the right time..."

On the side, Morbitten looked shocked. Although it is much easier to break through the formation of his own guards from the inside than from the outside, Karen can do it so easily and freely, and no matter how solid the dharma body is. Or the golden luster flowing out of it all shows one thing, that is, Karen's realm is already the elder of the temple.

How did he do it?

Recalling the time when I was on Fire Island, I used to imprison Karen who was standing in front of my grandson with one hand. Looking at it now, alas, it seems that even if there is Kred in the middle of the transition, my body should be Can stand to swear allegiance to this young man.

In the church, no one can limit the future of this young man. No, he has firmly grasped the future in his hands.

At this time, the military formation that was originally arranged in front of the order logistics supply base began to retreat.

Obviously, after discovering that it was not their main god who returned this time, they had no reason or motivation to take risks against the High Priest of Order and the future High Priest.

The high priest pointed and said, "It's really a simple trick, isn't it?"

Karen responded: "The key to deception is not sophistication, but how to be believed."

Who would have thought that the Knights of the Holy Light would use this method to create fake oracles and fake changes to deceive these divine religions?

After all, it is too long since the age of gods, people have long forgotten the power of gods.

The high priest asked: "What do you think of the current scene?"

"It's shocking, but it's also a bit boring, because we people don't seem to have much role to play."

"Your mentality is very similar to Da'an and the others."

"Yes, indeed."

The high priest put his arms on the armrests of the wheelchair, and his back fit the seat, and said:

"I don't care whether you find it boring or unbearable, because what is starting now is the curtain call performance of our generation. After we close, it will be you, you, who will be on stage.

With a bang, the dam collapsed and the torrent swept across. This is the style of tragic literature, but this kind of irresponsible and sensational romance is not suitable for us believers in order.

Those gods who beautify and imagine death, you will find that they often lack a deep sense of responsibility and mission;

We believers in order choose to face death directly, so that generations can understand the mission of each generation and make plans for passing on the torch.

Regardless of success or failure in the end, we are unwilling to be the tragic hero in the opera;

us,

To maintain the grace of order at all times. "

After the high priest finished speaking, he closed his eyes. Some snowflakes fell on his face, but they didn't melt quickly. Instead, they kept hanging on it, forming tiny ice crystals.

Seeing this, Karen felt an urge to wipe them off, but finally held back.

suddenly,

A dull voice resounded from the body of the high priest, and Morbitten and others were unaware, but Karen heard it clearly.

"Sigman."

With a shout, on the sky, the Frozen Knight Sigurdman showed a smile on his face:

"I am here, Tyranus."

"It's time to wake up your pet Panroel."

The origin of the name of the Panroel Icefield turned out to be Siguman's pet?

Karen looked at the ground ahead, which meant that these grown-ups had already started to build the stage for their curtain call as early as an era.

It is hard to imagine that in the last era, the line of order was at its peak and most beautiful moment;

The God of Order decided to isolate a godless era at the cost of his own decay, and the branch gods of Order, instead of showing anger and resentment, smiled and arranged flower petals for their final funeral.

The ridiculous thing is that I once suspected that all the branch gods of order had betrayed the god of order.

Creed of Order: Will tell you why to sacrifice, and then ask you to actively agree to sacrifice for it.

Its origin comes from the gods of the order line, and they lead by example.

"My Panrol is dead, it can't last for such a long time, and the ones that exist now probably don't know how many generations of its descendants are there."

When saying this sentence, you can clearly feel the longing and sadness in Siguman's tone.

The high priest smiled and said: "I believe that the inheritance of Panluoer is still there, and its descendants must also respond to your call."

"Yes, I believe it too." Sigman opened his arms and shouted, "Panlor, your master, I, have returned."

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The entire ice field began to vibrate, and a series of thick air holes broke through the ice surface and exhaled an extremely cold breath.

The breath condensed, and the figure of an ice phoenix slowly appeared.

Its wings are full of ice edges, and its eyes are the most terrifying in the world.

"Hmm..." Little Kangna opened her mouth on the sentry tower of the distant base, subconsciously let out a breath into her little palm, and then rubbed it, "Compared with it, the big stupid dragon is quite warm. "

Aoji is a giant frost dragon, but her attribute power cannot be compared with the ice phoenix in front of her at all.

Bingfeng's voice echoed throughout the ice field: "Pan Lol, answer the master's call!"

This terrifying top-level ice-type monster has been sealed under the ice sheet for an era. During this period, it has used its own corpse to continuously breed new offspring, retaining its own bloodline. The principle is that it collided with Karen on Fire Island It's the same as the hell three-headed dog that arrived.

This is an extremely cruel torture to oneself, and even to future generations.

And all the suffering is just to wait for this day.

The high priest ordered:

"Siguman, block this place. There are too many people who came in to watch the show without buying a ticket. Since they are here, they have to pay a price."

"Okay, Tyranus."

Siguman began to sing, and Bingfeng also spread its wings:

"Order—frozen!"

The frozen power is not within, but at the edge.

This ice field was gradually evolved from the body of the ice phoenix during the change of the era. Now, it is beginning to isolate the outside world, and it is necessary to separate this place separately to form an independent small world.

Intensive alarms were immediately sent out from the supply base of the Cult of Kosmos, because all communications and transmissions were interrupted at this moment, and this place has become an isolated island in the world.

Then, it is almost needless to think that the same situation must be the same with the Allied Forces of the Three Religions. The communication with the outside world is cut off, and they cannot leave here at all.

...

Di Kenuo: "Young master is right. I am just a military commander, but not a politician. No matter how you analyze this layout at the tactical level, it is meaningless, because we are not at all hands-on."

Alfred: "The high priest wants to feed the most elite legion of the Three Religions to the gods."

"Yes, that's right, this is a battlefield, but it's also an extremely huge dining table."

"But some further push is needed."

Dickno nodded: "There is another adult who didn't make a move."

Alfred laughed: "I like this feeling, really, this is wonderful."

Dickno said: "I can't help but count the results of this battle. These three elite legions are not inferior to the strength of the three order knights, and when they set off, they used the three religions' heritage war weapons I also brought them all, and those are all powerful warriors that can no longer be manufactured in the past.

Once they are all thrown there, then the Storm God Cult, Black Rock God Cult and Crystal God Cult will lose the ability to actively pose a threat to my religion, and instead tremble under the horseshoes of my order. "

"It's a very good deal. Not only can we destroy the three returned gods, but we can also destroy the three orthodox gods."

"It's a pity that in the future, the remaining orthodox religions will become more cautious."

Alfred shook his head: "It's okay, if there are no accidents, there should be better arrangements and means for them."

Dicknow: "It's not a fair competition."

Saying that, Dickno raised his head and smiled:

"However, this shouldn't be a fair competition. The guardian outside the era is our god. Even if this era is about to end, future generations will define this era as the era of order."

...

The high priest continued to order:

"Milogal."

"Hehe, I'm here, Tiranus."

"You should die."

"What a chic way to say hello, well, I'm going to die."

A black mist of death appeared on the body of the undead knight Milogal. From the black mist, chains spread out, first entangled himself, and then entangled Luftina and Sigman.

Luftina dissatisfied: "Milogal, you don't need to strangle me so tightly, you will leave marks on my neck."

Sigman smiled and said: "Are you afraid of becoming ugly in front of the person you like? Unfortunately, our Tiranus doesn't like you. He should be waiting for the last one."

Luftina retorted: "It doesn't matter when I exist, but I don't accept the shortcomings in death."

The high priest on the wheelchair below reached out and stroked his forehead gently, urging:

"Be more focused, our three main gods are also hungry."

Milogal flicked the chain and wrapped it around the goddess of the night's ankle.

The goddesses wanted to avoid it, but they couldn't, because theoretically, they were still in a barrier. Although the decaying order was extremely weak, it could still suppress them.

"Order, you went crazy and slaughtered the gods when you were alive, and now you are about to fall, do you want to drag the gods to be buried with you!"

Milogal: "You guys are the funeral objects that my lord has ordered!"

Luftina threw the chains on her body to the god of fire, and the god of fire tried to break the chains with terrible lava, but found that doing so would only make the chains heavier.

"You can stop us, but can you stop all the gods from the previous era? Those overlords from earlier eras will also return one after another this time. What's the point of doing this?"

Luftina: "The Lord Says: It Means the Most Without You!"

Siguman threw the chains on his body towards the God of Thunder, and the God of Thunder roared with thunder and lightning, but like the God of Underworld Fire, not only could not cut it, but it made the bondage even heavier.

The God of Thunder was not hysterical, but asked calmly:

"Is it worth it?"

Sigurdman: "Not worth it, but enjoyable."

Two lines of hot tears flowed from the corners of the eyes of the high priest in the wheelchair, melting the ice crystals that had just hung on his face, and said softly:

"Everyone, let's go."

Milogal: "Tiranus, I'm going to find Ogurev first. His bald head is in front. It must be very dazzling and easy to find."

Siguman: "Tiranus, please tell my lord, I will take a step first and lay the jade ice road for the great him, waiting for his return!"

Luftina: "We're waiting for you, Tiranus, and you have to come with her."

The next moment, Milogal, Siguman, and Luftina rose up with divine fire, and the flames began to transmit through the chains, causing the bodies of the three main gods to also start burning.

Milogal was originally an undead, but when he decided to go to death, he was able to bring God along with him, not to mention, his two companions were becoming his companions and accomplices to death.

Right now, a scene similar to last time in the Sea of ​​Life is happening again above the ice sheet.

It is not exciting enough, but it is tragic enough, because this is not a battle of gods, but a burial!

Down below, all the top and bottom of the Allied Forces of the Three Religions were shocked by the scene in the sky. Although the senior commanders knew what happened in the Garden of Life, the feeling they experienced personally was completely different.

The burning of the six powerful gods seems to have ignited the sky, and the terrifying divine fire seems to be devouring the world.

Blood began to ooze from the murals of the Night God Sect, the Thunder God Sect, and the Underworld Fire God Sect. The buildings in the temple began to shake crazily, and there were wailing and screams from all over the secret territory.

The top leaders of these theological religions are quickly accepting the oracle, and are doing their best to find out the reason, but the problem is, no matter how fast they investigate, there is no time to respond.

An elite army capable of expeditions cannot be formed overnight, not to mention that when the ice field is isolated, they cannot carry out delivery.

They can only witness the process of the collapse of the miracle.

The Storm God Sect, the Black Rock God Sect, and the Crystal God Sect are frantically trying to restore contact with their most elite legions. The oracle clearly points out that it will take some time before the return of their own Lord God, but now they are already starting to send out The background began to worry.

13 Mink Street;

Diss stood by the study window, staring at the rain curtain outside.

God treats us like pigs raised...but pigs are voluntary.

You cannot accuse and ridicule pigs for their ignorance, because these pigs are gods.

"But, you should still say hello to me."

Downstairs in the basement, Neo was lying on his side on the bed, and the notebook next to him said, "It's about to fall again, falling in groups, orderly lunatics, a group of lunatics."

Neo reached out to the bedside table, found the cigarette case, shook it, and found that it was empty. Neo threw the cigarette case on the ground and wailed:

"My Thunder cigarette, my Thunder cigarette..."

...

At this time, for the three main gods who are passively burning together, their options are already very small.

Or, just fall with the three knights of order;

Or, just eat a little more at this moment, get a little more nourishment, and strive for some leftovers after the three knights of order are burned.

Even if there is only the last bit left, they can be regarded as returning. Even if it takes endless time to recover, it is infinitely better than falling here.

Yes, God will return, but it is not a last resort, they do not want to go that far, God also has selfish intentions.

It's a gamble, and it's a showdown.

The high priest doesn't need to deliberately guide or persuade, because the game itself has its own development logic.

The three main gods knew that they were being used, but they could only follow the established process.

Gradually,

The eyes of the three main gods fell on the coalition of the three religions below.

The Knights of Order are not here, and there are only a few priests in the logistics supply base. Although the high priest is the inheritor of Tiranus, Tiranus himself still has not returned outside the era.

Therefore, to God, the only thing that really counts as meat is this huge coalition army.

They do not meet the taste of the three main gods, and the efficiency of tonic and digestion is not high, but at this time, there is no room for selection.

"Buzz!"

Night fell, dark despair enveloped.

"Buzz!"

Groups of volcanoes erupted on the ice sheet.

"Buzz!"

The thunder falls, bringing the cry of death.

The three main gods rushed towards their prey scrambling to be the first!

The Supreme Commander of the Allied Forces of the Three Religions, Siborian, opened his mouth wide. He couldn't believe that things would develop in such a strange direction. However, similarly, he had no choice but to order sadly:

"Defense, counterattack!"

...

Karen did not expect that what the leaders of Da'an group dreamed of, but the legions of other divine religions were the first to experience it.

This is very black humor, the Knights of Order are not the first batch of sequences to fight the returning god.

The high priest sitting in the wheelchair stretched out his finger to the dazzling dazzle that was bursting ahead, and asked a question he had asked before:

"How do you feel about the current situation?"

Karen smiled and replied:

"It makes me hungry."