Bright Era

In the face of such a strong presence in the church with a strong foundation, enough backing, and amazing luck, any pope with a normal thinking would not dare to neglect or offend them at all. But Blackbeard is not a person with normal thinking. In other words, any person who comes from a pirate den like the Black Tiger family has a very different way of thinking from other conformers.

Therefore, thousands of clergymen were stunned to watch Blackbeard slap God Caesar's face with a slap, causing him to spit out blood and a lot of big teeth ‘cracking’ all over the ground. God Caesar glanced at Blackbeard in disbelief, and then his body spun like a top, and flew towards the gate of the hall in the direction of Blackbeard's blow with a harsh wind.

"Is it for you to interrupt?" Blackbeard shook his hand grimly. He stared at the clergymen who were completely stiff and didn't know what to say, and suddenly yelled violently: "Yes. Is there any room for you to interrupt? What are you? You are our believers! You are just our believers! No matter what I say about you, you just kneel on the ground and obey!"

A dazzling golden divine light soared into the sky, and the black beard was shrouded in the sacred and brilliant golden light, and his body turned into a golden statue at that moment. The terrifying divine might spread in all directions, suppressing all the clergy present, including the **** Caesar who was beaten to the ground, struggling to worship.

He glanced hard at the many clergy present, and glanced at the high-level church leaders who had the power and ability to dominate the lives of the masses in the Western Continent, and a fierce killing intent flashed on Blackbeard's face.

"The brave warriors fight in blood to maintain the glory of the gods. Although they have fallen, the gods are with them!"

"As their elders, their relatives, their brothers and friends, we can't let their blood flow in vain! We must retaliate. We organize a strong enough force to launch a counterattack against those damned aliens."

Pointing to the north with his hand, Black Beard said coldly: "The Dragon Mountain Empire has exhausted all the treasury, and an alchemy city forged has been put on the battlefield. I don't know how much time that city can buy for us, I only know that we Don’t waste time!"

"So, I ordered!" Blackbeard put his hands back in style, and raised his head majesticly.

The iron confidants of the Black Tiger family such as Hammer and Baal straightened their chests one after another, and in the dignified power of Blackbeard, only they could stand up straight without incident. Blackbeard gave orders one after another, and the faces of many clergymen changed and changed. Only the hammer laughed so that their eyelashes exploded, and they all promised with joy.

The church's warehouse was opened, and the people's anointing, the piles of gold and silver jewelry and magic materials that the church had raided from the Western Continent and the underground world for countless years were generously packaged and transported to the Longshan Empire by Blackbeard. Blackbeard has plenty of excuses to do so. The Longshan Empire has exhausted all the treasury and forged an alchemy city, which is now resisting the army of foreign races.

The Longshan Empire paid such a high price, so the church, as the core of all human beliefs, must compensate the Longshan Empire. In Blackbeard’s hypocritical words: “We can’t allow the Longshan Empire to pay such a huge amount of wealth, and still be chilled by our inaction! So, maybe we are rewarding them a little bit more, but isn’t it right? Huh?"

If Blackbeard defeated the church's possessions and gave all the church's savings to the Longshan Empire, this matter can be tolerated, then what Blackbeard will do next will almost riot the high-level churches. But under the violent suppression of Blackbeard, and under the threat of the huge force of the Black Tiger family, the church leaders left hundreds of corpses, and then they wisely chose to remain silent.

As a result, under the envoy of Blackbeard, countless members of the Black Tiger family wore the mourners' professional outfits unique to the Western Continent-a bird-tailed suit resembling a crow and a black narrow-brimmed hat with sharp protrusions. Each of them was carrying a bag made of warcraft leather, which was filled with white scrolls representing ominous and death.

Every member of the Black Tiger family is followed by a few heavily armed soldiers. No one knows the origins of these soldiers. Anyway, their size is very big, and the breath on their bodies is very cold. They look at those clergymen. As sharp as a blade.

Carrying a bell in his hand, and constantly shaking the bell to make a crisp sound along the way, a mourner from the Black Tiger family walked into a small town deep in the holy mountain. This is a believer town with more than 300,000 residents, all of whom are devout believers of the church, and each family has members who work for the church.

Taking out a scroll and looking at it, the mourner of the Black Tiger family abducted into the first house on the first street at the entrance of the town. He shook the bell and alarmed the people in the house. When the owner of the house saw the figure representing death, a stern cry came from the house.

The mourner chanted the words on the white scroll blankly: "Dear Mr. William and Mrs. William, the church is very sad to inform you that your sons William Jr., Jr. Willie and Jr. Wicks are unfortunately fighting Died in the sacred war of alien invasion."

The white scroll was handed to a trembling middle-aged man standing on an unstable footing, and the mourner suddenly shouted: "The great gods are looking at us, pious believers, don't grieve for a momentary death! You! Think about it, your dead brothers, they are now surrounded by the gods, they are suffering the love of the gods, and they are enjoying the glory of the gods!"

Shaking his fists vigorously, the reporter shouted: "May the glory of the great gods spread all over the continent!"

The middle-aged man who was originally a little sad and overwhelmed his chest subconsciously, and his red eyes screamed heartbreakingly: "Great God, I am very honored to dedicate my three sons to you! Dear lord Ah, I also have two sons. They have just grown up. They are all qualified fighters. Let them inherit the glory of their brother and let them go to the battlefield too!"

The mourner's gaze flickered. He embraced Grand William enthusiastically, and then praised his conscientious and dedicated spirit of dedication to the gods in the most enthusiastic words. Then the two faces were red, and there was no trace of sadness on the faces. Instead, the young man who appeared vigorous and war-spirited wore leather armor and walked out of the room with a church-style long sword.

Two young men of superior status stood in front of the mourners, and they gasped for breath. They couldn't wait to tell the mourners that they were ready to fight for the gods since they were born. They said that they would not fear any danger, they would never fear death, fighting for the gods, and dying for the gods, this is their greatest glory!

The mourner took out the army's roster and let the two young men leave their names on the roster. Then he made a secret note behind the names of the two. This secret note means that these two young people are pure fanatics, and they must be sent to the battlefield where there is no doubt that they will die.

One by one, mourners haunted the holy mountain. They walked into the families of believers and sent them the shadow of death. When these mourners leave, they will be followed by a few resolute young men, or simply middle-aged or even old men with fierce eyes and gritted teeth.

These middle-aged and old people, their young people, were once members of the church army. Now their children and grandchildren have died in battle, but they think they can still use their residual heat and can still dedicate their blood to the great gods on the battlefield. And life.

For these fanatical believers, the black beards did not refuse to come and enlisted them all into the army. Even those fanatical female believers, those who have mastered various auxiliary divine arts, they enthusiastically asked to join the army of resisting infidels, and Blackbeard opened up his broad mind and accepted them all.

This is a great cleansing, a cleansing of the most fanatical believers in the church. Blackbeard wanted to know what the faces of the gods would look like when the heads of these fanatical believers were cut off by the aliens!

The church leaders are indifferent to this. It's just some lowly believers. For these ordinary believers, the senior church officials have no reason to care about their lives and deaths. These lowly believers are like weeds on the prairie, cutting one batch and growing another batch. As long as they are not killed all at once, the aloof archbishops don't care how much they will die.

It was Blackbeard's handling of the Godly family that triggered the riots among the high-level clergy.

How many god-descended families are in the Holy Mountain of the Church? The number should be at least in millions! The main gods, upper gods, middle gods, and servants, as long as the gods who founded this family have not fallen, then this family can thrive in the church. Although the size of the family is large and small, and the status is high or low, the sum of all the tribes of the goddess family is a terrifying astronomical number.

When the gods of the Azhul protoss revived, a group of souls who had lost their bodies invaded the bodies of a large number of descendants of the gods. But those descendants of gods are lucky people who are born with godliness in their bodies. As for other ordinary gods who don't have a **** in their bodies, they are still enjoying the luxurious life of aloft.

As for Blackbeard, he dispatched the army of the Black Tiger family and the Longshan Empire to forcibly persecute all the gods of the Gods family, regardless of men and women, young and old, as long as they are over 12 years old and can still breathe, they are all armed. , Send to the battlefield with the fastest speed!

This is a great purge against the gods of the church, if all these gods in the holy mountain of the church are wiped out on the battlefield. . . No one can imagine the consequences! But under Blackbeard's terrifying will, all resistance is futile!

The hordes of gods were neatly dressed, picked up their weapons, formed a mighty team, and stepped into the magic circle that directly led to the northern war zone.

"Brave gods, you are worthy of the glory of the gods! You are worthy of your excellent blood!"

"Fight hard! For the honor of your ancestors, for your own medal!"

Standing on the top of the sacred mountain, Blackbeard drank the good red wine heartlessly, chanting slogans from time to time.

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