A mob of clones

Chapter 273 The priest who presided over the ceremony, the piglet dedicated to the Lord

Seeing Mr. A standing there with a shield of flesh and blood in front of him, holding a sword of heavenly fire in the other hand, and laughing like a fool, Wu He couldn't help but cover his face slightly.

Wu He was indeed a little careless at that moment.

However, regarding the matter of his Heavenly Fire Sword being taken away, he was indeed not panicked at all, and even had the heart to let out a long sigh to Mr. A.

"My head is gone, but you are still alive. Mr. A, should I say that you are worthy of being a divine messenger? The characteristics are exactly the same..."

As for the connotation of Wu He, Mr. A obviously did not get the real meaning. He even smiled wildly after hearing this.

"My Lord is so powerful that a puny insect like you can't imagine it."

Perhaps because of the loss of his head, Mr. A's IQ did seem to be affected.

In the battle just now, he seemed to have acquired the attribute of chatterbox instantly as he could basically do anything without pushing. He was stroking the Skyfire Sword in his hand, not caring about his skin and flesh that had been burned to carbonization. .

After an arm was burned into carbon, another arm grew again. Even Wu He couldn't help but smack his lips at such recovery ability...

For an absolute fanatical believer like Mr. A, praising his belief is far more useful than praising him directly.

As soon as he thought of this, Wu He's voice suddenly changed, and his originally normal tone suddenly added a bit of sarcasm, and he said:

However, he smacked his tongue again. Looking at Mr. A who was behaving strangely in front of him, Wu He was also keenly aware that something was wrong with him.

How could such a guy behave in such a superficial and manic manner under normal circumstances?

Thinking of this, Wu He was no longer anxious.

So after thinking about it, the possibility of Mr. A playing the role now is very small. There is a high probability that this guy did start to slide into madness after being severely injured by the sky fire...

"What a pity. Your master did act decisively and had powerful methods. Unfortunately, there were flaws in the plan, and he actually chose you as the person in charge of the operation."

When Wu He said this, he paused slightly. He looked at the long-faced Mr. A in front of him and could clearly see the undisguised pride and reverence on his "face".

"It should be a very ambitious goal."

Logically speaking, he should have no reason to delay.

And based on the current situation, the longer the incident drags on, the more power external official extraordinary people may gather, and the greater the possibility of breaking the ceremony. Moreover, even if the Skyfire Great Sword is in the activated state, its negative effects are still eroding Mr. A's body.

The longer the incident is delayed, the more beneficial it is to Wu He and the more detrimental it is to Mr. A in theory.

But even so, Mr. A is basically unlikely to express his emotions on the surface under normal circumstances.

Suddenly Wu He's mind changed, and he activated his ability as a deceiver. With the power to capture people's hearts in his voice, he said in a coaxing way:

After all, Mr. A's own city aside, Wu He had clearly seen this guy use a paper man in the previous battle.

Anyway, the surrounding space is still blocked by the commandments, and there is still a thick barrier that prevents the outside world from getting out for the time being. It is better to trap Mr. A directly.

"Then should I say that your Lord really thinks highly of me? When we met for the first time in the morning, he asked you to set up an ambush here at night and cast down such a powerful divine power."

This guy should have at least a magician in his hands, maybe even a faceless man.

After all, the power of life essence to search for memories is indeed powerful, but it has not turned over in the past. If the action fails and Mr. A is killed, the real purpose of Zhenzao is still not clear, wouldn’t it become Wu He’s heart? A thorn...

"You have been burdened with divine grace, but as the Chosen One you are still unable to complete your mission."

Although the beheading just now did not kill A, it should have had a considerable impact on him. Seeing his twisted body and trembling will, there seemed to be some signs of madness...

Having said this, the corners of Wu He's mouth curved in a bad way, and he spat out his final comments.

"My evaluation is that it is not as good as Zhengshen..."

Wu He's provocative general didn't have any fancy words, but it hit the target, dealing heavy damage in an instant.

Looking at the sudden burst of flames on the Heavenly Fire Sacred Cut held in Mr. A's hand, you can see the anger in his heart.

For a fanatical believer like Mr. A, attacking his belief is much more effective than attacking him personally.

Especially when Wu He's words were very close to the truth, this attack was particularly effective.

Although Mr. A has been insulting a bunch of trash from the Righteous God Church on a daily basis, and demoted the Eternal Sun, the Lord of Storms, the God of Steam and Machinery, and the Omniscient and Almighty God as false gods. On weekdays, I can look down upon the Zhengshen Church as much as I want.

But if one day someone tells him that there is a way to develop the Aurora Society into a righteous church that everyone can recognize, then Mr. A will definitely do it, and he will usually do whatever is asked of him.

There is really very little soil for the great true Creator to intervene in the territories now ruled by these so-called orthodox churches.

Otherwise, the Aurora Society would not be like rats in the sewer like they are now, having no choice but to hide and operate in the shadow of the Zhengshen Church.

Planning a qualified divine vessel is as difficult as ascending to the sky...

However, Mr. A believes that this operation is an opportunity for the true creator to return to the mainland stage, and it is also the beginning of the Aurora Society's greatness...

"How dare a mere ant dare to speculate on my Lord's wisdom?! How can my Lord's foresight and foresight be imagined by a little ant like you?"

"I admit that your power is indeed beyond my imagination, but this is just my lord's arrangement."

As he spoke, the angry expression on Mr. A's stomach slowly turned into one of incomparable piety and fanaticism. He opened his hands like a prisoner who had finally been freed, bathing in the blood light sprinkled on the blood-colored barrier in the sky. Only then did he look back at Wu He who was in front of him. With eyes full of enthusiasm, he raised the sky fire sword that was burning with blazing flames and said:

"Although there may be some twists and turns in the process, my Lord will never be wrong."

"This is the place where your bones are buried, and your soul, your flesh and blood, and everything you have will be given to my lord, and you will become my lord and come back to the continent with the power."

Hearing this, Wu He suddenly felt certain that he had captured information that was useful to him.

Coming to this continent again, this should be the descending of God.

Regarding this aspect, Wu He still has some reference.

For example, in the original work, the Goddess of the Night’s divine descending vessel, Mother of Heaven, and at the beginning of the plot, the children of the evil god were catalyzed by 0-08, Adam, and even the Goddess of Night in Tingen City, and there are also the descendants of the evil god who also possess the divine descending ability. Qualified fraudster Lanerwus.

Not to mention the Mother of Heaven, it is a divine body made by the goddess of the night, and has nothing to do with sacrifice. If Wu He wants to compare, he should also compare with the Sons of Evil God and Lan Erwusi.

However, even if Wu He tried hard, he couldn't figure out that he had anything to do with these two.

It can't be because the life essence in his hand is made up of the lives of countless sewer animals, and represents a fallen creature. This is a bit far-fetched...

"It can't be the backhand left by Tianzun and God that exploded on me, right?"

After much deliberation, he still couldn't figure it out. Wu He could only blame the first two guys. After all, the current era was started by them. Regardless of whether they could plan it or not, they still had their share of the blame. Part of me, I can't do anything wrong to those two guys...

"The Creator of all; the Lord behind the Curtain of Shadow; the fallen nature of all living beings..."

Wu He couldn't figure it out, so he simply didn't think about it. He muttered the name of the true Creator for the last time in his heart. Wu He looked at Mr. A who was still moved by himself and put away the last expression on his face.

The figure flashed slightly and appeared in front of Mr. A, who was still intoxicated with himself. A whip kick erupted with a harsh sonic boom, aiming to hit Mr. A directly in the left rib.

Wu He's sudden attack really startled Mr. A, but his rich combat experience and keen combat intuition still allowed him to come up with the optimal solution. The skyfire sword in his hand was raised horizontally and he directly blocked Wu He. A powerful kick.

Although the powerful force caused Mr. A to move a few steps to the right, the sound of the sky fire sword still instantly burned through the ice that suddenly appeared around Wu He's legs. , ignited Wu He's thighs.

Seeing that Wu He's attack failed and he was injured instead, Mr. A suddenly burst out laughing wildly.

"Do you see this? This is the power of your weapon. You used this sword to chop off my head before, but now it is in my hand."

"This is my Lord's arrangement."

"And now with it I will sacrifice your head to my great Lord."

The sword burning with blazing flames burst out with dazzling fire, and the blazing fire turned into a huge fire storm, which swept across a distance of ten meters in front of it in an instant.

With just one blow, Mr. A just swung his sword, and the place where Wu He was standing turned into a sea of ​​fire almost instantly.

Looking at the horrific scene in front of him, which was as terrifying as hell, he appeared on the other side of Mr. A, about ten meters away from him. Wu He, who was far away, had his arms folded on his chest, and there was no other emotion in his eyes.

It was as if the enemy in front of him was not Mr. A, who was famous throughout Backlund, but a little-known clown. What he wielded in his hand was not a sky-fire sword that could clear a street with one strike, but a crudely made fire stick.

"You can't run away!!!"

Another burst of fire swept across dozens of distances. Wu He had no intention of retreating, but took a step forward. His figure disappeared in a flash.

The next moment, the blazing flames followed Wu He's disappearing figure and arrived here, instantly turning the solid earth into a piece of red magma.

"Where did you go?!"

Holding the Skyfire Sword in hand, Mr. A kept scanning the surrounding bodies without heads. Pieces of flesh and blood were squirming, and eyes kept opening on the swollen Hulk-like body.

In just an instant, Mr. A's entire body seemed to turn into a giant bee chrysalis. His entire body was covered with dense eyes. The eyes kept moving, quickly searching for the target he was looking for around him.

But before Mr. A could react too much, he panicked slightly in the next moment, and Wu He's figure appeared directly in front of him.

At this time, Wu He still maintained his posture with his hands folded across his chest, and his condescending posture was as if you would never be able to escape from my hands alive even if I gave you two hands.

That extreme contempt naturally aroused Mr. A's anger, and his dense eyes closed instantly.

Then there was another destructive sword strike, and the monstrous flames annihilated everything in front of Mr. A. After the blazing flames went away, only a thin line was left on the ground, deep and deep. A huge ditch extending several meters and hundreds of meters away.

But just when Mr. A thought that his blow at such a close range must have some effect, Wu He's voice sounded from behind him again.

"Sure enough, it's crazy..."

This sound was like a whisper coming from the Nine Netherworld. It instantly made Mr. A feel cold. He quickly turned around and used his sword backwards again, but still missed.

And Wu He sounded faintly from behind him again...

"No matter how good the extraordinary item is refined by the forging master, it will inevitably have its own side effects."

"An extraordinary item will have its side effects corresponding to its effect."

"The stronger the ability, the more unavoidable it is, and the corresponding side effects will be extreme."

Listening to the voice in his ears, Mr. A looked around with fear, and Wu He's figure was behind him.

He turned around and swung the Skyfire Sword in his hand, one strike after another.

The blazing flames burned directly across half of the sky and the entire ritual barrier, and there was red scorched earth everywhere within the bloody ordinary.

The rolling magma is constantly flowing like a river. Except for the land under Mr. A's feet, no part of the land under the bloody light is intact.

But even if he had reached this point, Wu He's voice was still like a ghost telling his ears one after another extraordinary common sense that was ordinary to Mr. A.

The voice was so calm, and the content of the words was so ordinary, but in Mr. A's ears, it was like the footsteps of the god of death. He felt chills all over his body and his whole body couldn't help but tremble.

Even the blazing sword in his hand couldn't bring him any warmth...

It is obvious that Mr. A is the sacrifice in this ceremony, and he is obviously the initiator of this assassination. But at this moment, he was like a piglet being sacrificed on the stage, his entire figure and soul covered in fear.

But as a faithful believer of the Lord, there is absolutely no way I can tolerate myself shrinking.

The constant collision of fear and faith turned into unreachable pressure, pressing on Mr. A's back.

Finally, Mr. A couldn't bear the fear that the sky was falling. He held the sky fire sword burning with blazing flames in his hand. He could only spin around continuously, looking at the purgatory-like environment around him, like a madman. Hysterical cry.

"Come out! Kevin Kaslana!"

"If you want to get out of here, come out!"

"You and me! Right here!"

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(End of this chapter)