Blood Candle Keep Disciple

These beast-shaped mechas did not show too eye-catching combat effectiveness.

Therefore, in the eyes of most of the candidates who participated in the war, their existence was completely overshadowed by the destructive monk formation.

But the difficulty shown by these little things has attracted the attention of those truly high-end combat powers.

"This is... the power of faith? Since when did [The Poet Killer] start to snare believers?" The Orleans girl who was brandishing a lance and charging continuously murmured in bewilderment.

Using the power of the same source, she was exceptionally keen, and she saw through the heels of the reinforcements sent by Zhen Cheng at a glance.

Those mechas are not unmanned, but are controlled remotely using the magic of faith as the source of energy.

"The power of faith... is powerful, but it is also the most unstable and unreliable power," said the Demon King of the Sixth Heaven, "Find a flaw and destroy it with one move..."

The girl from Orleans stopped attacking, and lowered her eyes to sense.

After a while, his face became extremely ugly: "These people believe in [The Preface Poet], but they don't have any superstitions that surrender to reverence.

This legion... has no flaws. "

Generally speaking, at the height of the Blood Candle Keep battlefield, simple and pure numbers are meaningless.

The reason why Lamarck wants to open the teleportation of the heavens instead of directly throwing in a few star-sized nuclear weapons, mass weapons, and washing the ground with explosions is because those low-dimensional physical phenomena are already difficult to have much effect on the battlefield.

Not to mention Zhen Cheng and the other high-ranking gods, even any apprentice from Blood Candle Castle can completely nullify those seemingly devastating explosions through their own dimension leap.

Only the potential energy developed by the evolution of life can fight against Shensu.

So when this large group of tens of thousands of mechas broke into the battlefield and began to play a role, those truly high-end powerhouses were shocked.

The power of faith...

The nine disciples of Blood Candle Castle have their own ideals, and many of them can quickly mass-produce mecha weapons according to King Kong Fox's design.

The same thing is easier for Lamarck to do.

But what kind of will is needed to allow the faith to be blessed without any flaws in the arms, and to exert the power enough to fight against high-level powerhouses?
Mei Bixi knew the shortcomings of her monk army.At the beginning, they didn't directly recruit people to participate in the battle, but also because they expected that this group of forts with high attack and low defense would be the result of both sides' losses.

She has to leave her cards for the final decisive battle.

But she never expected that Zhen Cheng, who had just recovered a world, would actually be able to make up for her shortcomings with such a hole card.

Her heart seemed to be moved, she raised her eyebrows in surprise and asked, "Are they... all mortals from your home world?"

"That's right," Zhen Cheng said with a smile, "everyone, who controls every mecha, is an ordinary person from my hometown.

They thank me for giving them hope and worship my power to change the world.I am the guardian of their world, the only supreme god they believe in.

But none of them will pray for me to protect them and save them, and none of them will wait for my charity and gifts after being redeemed and seeing the bright future from the deadly darkness!
These are people who come from the most difficult, bleak worlds without a glimmer of hope.

They didn't respect gods and Buddhas, but they survived tenaciously in the extinct land with their own hands.

Most of them are even illiterate, but regardless of the elderly or young children, they all have rich combat and survival experience.

Being torn to pieces in the mecha system with complete sensory equivalent correlation, such pain will not dim their beliefs, and may even make their beliefs stronger.

These ordinary human beings who don't understand arcana, have no spiritual roots, and can't even fly out of the earth, are precisely the key to reversing today's battle.

Their faith is not for my power, but for themselves.They volunteered to stand behind me for a hopeful future.

Those who have seen real suffering, those who know how to fight on their own, and those who have endured all the pain in order to survive, their beliefs are naturally impeccable! "

The powerhouses under Lamarck's command are also getting more and more frightened at this time.

The movements of these mechas standing in front of them are clumsy and chaotic, just like recruits who have been dragged into the battlefield as cannon fodder without training.

But no matter how many mechas are smashed at random, the same number will be replenished from the portal in the next moment, and they can't be cut or killed.

If this is the case, that's all. After all, there are many complete worlds and universes behind the goddess of Blood Candle Castle, and the productivity of the modern assembly line can completely keep up with the consumption of battles.

But the problem is that those believers who manipulate mechas to fight are getting used to the way of manipulating mechas at an unbelievable speed.

Every time they are bombarded and killed, their faith will become stronger, allowing the mechs they manipulate to display faster speed and stronger power.

And they mastered the speed of survival and guerrilla counterattack on the battlefield, as if tens of thousands of peerless geniuses who did not lose Blood Candle Castle's students suddenly appeared on the battlefield!
It didn't take much time before a large number of middle and low-level candidates couldn't keep up with the rhythm of the battle, and began to be massacred without resistance.

"A mortal who has never leaped into the dimension...how is this possible?!" The Jinling Virgin who was chasing Sun Ni Ni just now sighed in shock and astonishment, and was immediately bitten off a golden body from her arm by a Vajra cat.

"Hahahahaha..." Mei Bixi burst out laughing after hearing this:
"If it wasn't for Lamarck who insisted on courting death, it would be very interesting to let Krypton Zun's group of guys who treat mortals like ants know this group of mortal legions!
All beings in my generation live between the heaven and the earth. Since we are born with spiritual wisdom, we can no longer tolerate the sky above our heads! "

"Stupid..." Zhuang Miaohou squinted his eyes and stroked his beard, and retorted in a deep voice: "Young man with a yellow mouth, it is useless to be tricked by others. How do you know that person's ambition?"

"Yo! So you are not soulless puppets?" Zhen Cheng showed extreme provocation and contempt when facing the legendary characters he had been familiar with since childhood:

"I thought that you, like my legion, were corpse puppets controlled by people from afar.

I'm really curious.Miss Ben came to him to talk about cooperation, but he set a trap and wanted to kill me without any explanation.

Tell me, what kind of ambition is this? "

"Sharp teeth and sharp mouth," the Holy Mother of Jinling suddenly erupted, knocking Sun Nini into the air.Eyes shot golden light and stared directly at Zhen Cheng: "He is saving you!

If you want the heavens to be safe, you must die! "

"Because of the pressure of the real universe? In order to seek a way out, we have to kneel down, bear the burden of humiliation, and let them use the name of 'liquidation' to waste our strength? It's ridiculous..."

As Zhen Cheng was talking, he suddenly suppressed his smile: "Jin Ling, I just want to ask you a question!
Are you the world god who came out of the lower universe?Or is it the Creator God who descended from the real universe? "