Some people are born with obtuse angles

As the main body was severely injured, the big snake also howled in pain.

However, if you get distracted when facing waves, the consequences are quite disastrous.

Its head was burned to pieces by the torrent of soul, and it fell down with a heavy hammer.

"Pooh!"

Li Tianxiu held an umbrella, and wanted to make an elegant and chic finishing touch.

However, the wind and waves at sea were too strong, and the bloody water produced by Adokura's explosion was blown onto his face.

Although opening the magic prism can be used to block the rain, but at this time, you dare not waste your mental power.

Fortunately, Dracula's blood suit can absorb blood on its own without adding weight, and it just filled it up at once.

"Cough cough cough..."

After shooting the Judgment Arrow, the bishop collapsed, and the brilliance on his body disappeared.

"Huh...it's over..."

Imprisoning a god also exhausted Caroline.

She was about to go up to take care of the exhausted bishop, but she saw Chen Yaxi with a serious face.

"The system hasn't popped up the achievement yet, Adokura may not be dead yet!" He reminded.

"what?"

Caroline looked back in surprise, Adokura's head drooped, and the left half of his body was almost rotting away, revealing the hideous flesh and blood inside.

With such a terrible injury, isn't he still dead?
"That's right...it finally broke free...I didn't hit it accurately."

The bishop took out a bottle of mental recovery potion from his backpack to replenish his weakened spirit.

"what?"

Caroline's complexion changed drastically, and great fear rose in her heart: "It's all my fault..."

"There is no need to pursue this kind of thing. Take the bishop to a farther place."

Li Tianxiu also drank a bottle of potion and walked forward slowly.

I already knew from memory that this guy Adokura... is actually a man in a leather jacket.

His consciousness once entered his body and dealt the final blow to Nix, so the death of his body might really be nothing.

"Ok?"

Li Tianxiu suddenly raised his head, and felt a strange energy suddenly surged from the sky, gathering in Adokula's broken body like a confluence of rivers.

The rotten flesh suddenly wriggled violently, as if a drowning human was struggling.

Whoa!

A pale arm stretched out from the effusion, grabbed a thick blood vessel, and pulled the body out.

"This is……"

Li Tianxiu and Reinhardt's eyes widened at the same time.

The man who crawled out of the corpse... was Nix!
……

"Ah, ah!!!"

At the same time, in the cathedral far away in the Holy City, a believer howled in agony, his seven orifices burst out with golden light, and his body burned violently.

"What... what's wrong?"

The golden flame exuded a dangerous atmosphere, which made Arnold and Shaar feel alert and retreated to the defensive zone.

And looking up, all the Holy City Army is like this, as if possessed by a demon.

The golden light had already risen to the sky, dyed the top with the same color, and drifted towards an unknown place, causing the crusaders to feel panic for no reason.

"It looks like..."

Seeing such a vision, Zhao Miaomiao's already weak face also became paler.

When entering the Land of Eternal Glory, most people felt resistance to joining the church, and they were afraid of this situation.

"They were sacrificed!"

"Sacrifice?!"

"how come……"

After hearing Zhao Miaomiao's answer, Arnold's face showed shock.

God can give shelter to man, but he can also destroy man.

Because they are transcendent.

And once he offered his faith, he couldn't help himself!

"Don't get close to them yet, move all the side magic cannons to the front!
Their gods are about to die, and if they want to summon the demon tide to die with us, they must be stopped! "

In any case, the current crisis has been temporarily touched, and Zhao Miaomiao finally dared to tell everyone about the demon tide.

"what?"

"Magic tide?!"

"Do you still want to fight?"

The crusaders were so tired that their legs and feet were trembling by now, and they just wanted to take a rest, but their nerves were broken by these words.

In the past 100 years, the magic tide has destroyed all countries except the Oman Empire.

Fighting against such a terrifying thing made everyone feel hopeless.

"Huh? What about people?"

The figure of Q appeared above the gate, followed by the militiamen she brought.

Although there is no vast city wall here, in order to deal with possible foreign enemies, magic traps are placed on the wall, but because it was breached from the inside by the crusade army, the protective facilities are still in good condition, which is more suitable for defense.

"Everyone rests where they are, and you take your people up to have a look first."

Zhao Miaomiao leaned against the blood-stained wall and took out a bottle of out-of-war recovery items.

"Use this."

Q tosses her survival pod out, feeling suddenly melancholy.

Others buy equipment to improve their own strength, why did she get a bus back?

But now there is no time to think so much, after handing the things to her, Q looked at the remnant soldiers he had brought again, and said loudly: "People with gunner experience come out and prepare to climb the tower with me.

The rest went to search for the corpses of the knights. Those who didn't have a weapon at hand could choose one, but the most important thing was to collect recovery medicine.

Those of you who are exhausted can drink a bottle first, and take the rest to the middle, and let General Shaar distribute it uniformly.

These things can restore some of your physical strength, and even save your life later, so the more the better!
Go, wait and listen to the trumpet assembly!
Esotericism is dead!Only by winning this final battle can we go home! "

"Ah!"

As soon as the words fell, a mute slave stood up and pointed to the high tower above.

A soldier who was about to take a rest also raised his hand, panting and said, "Sir Rorschach, I was originally a magic gunner in Gareth's army! I can use magic guns!"

"I... can I be a ballista player?" A slave with a broken left leg also said.

"Okay, come with me."

Q nodded slightly, and led the way up the church stairs.

Seeing this, the rest of the remnants also stepped forward silently, quickly carrying out their counting work.

Regarding the coming demon tide, they are no longer as scared as they were just now.

Because for these people who were once regarded as slaves, Q's esoteric teaching is dead, more than anything else!
……

"The street outside...why is it so quiet?"

That is, after Q led the people away, there were no more slaves moaning from pain on the street, which made the townspeople who were nestled at home feel something was wrong.

A man was pacing back and forth at home, fidgeting. From time to time, he would bring his face to the window, open it slightly, and look down.

This is nothing to see.

"Boom boom, boom boom..."

Gradually, strange movements came from a distance, like an earth dragon turning over, dense and trembling.

"Ah? It's not really coming, is it?"

Recalling Q's words before leaving, the man's heart trembled, and he moved his head to the window again.

But because the view was blocked by the front building, he didn't see anything.

"No, no, no...impossible..."

A chill ran directly from the soles of his feet to the man's spine.

He said it was impossible, but he was scared out of his wits by the louder and louder footsteps, and locked himself in the closet.

But there was a loud "bang", the wooden door was pierced by a pitch-black fist, and an infected person with blood-red eyes came in through the gap.

It's the magic tide!