Lord of the Undead: Age of Scourge

"Poof!"

The level 20 priesthood priest only felt a tightness in his chest, a sweet throat, and a mouthful of blood spurted out when he opened his mouth.

"How so? He clearly promised me..." After muttering to himself, he took his mobile phone and roared hoarsely: "What about the Faith Pool? Has the Faith Pool been destroyed? "

The idols can be repaired, the holy relics (divine crystals) can be saved again, and as long as the belief pool that produces the divine crystals is not fundamentally destroyed, then everything can start all over again....

But once the belief pool suffered fundamental damage, the blow to their Misty Forest Sect would be extremely severe.

"Faith Pool... They didn't destroy the pool of faith, but... But..." "

But what but! You'd say it quickly! Do you want to die? "Level 20 priesthood priests are going crazy.

"But... But they snatched all the divine water in the Faith Pool, and also took the holy beasts that guarded the Faith Pool... All killed, corpses ... The corpses were all taken away..."

The level 20 priesthood priest spewed out a mouthful of blood again, the divine crystal, which was condensed by the divine water in the belief pool, and it was impossible to accumulate a pool of divine water that could condense divine crystals.

Such a blow was too heavy for him.

"Why didn't you stop them? What right do they have to take away our things! There is no royal law anymore! The Level 20 priesthood shouted in confusion and incoherently.

"Lord Bishop! It's not that I don't stop it! They didn't listen to me at all, and after discovering the underground base, they broke in directly and beat me up..."

But Lord Bishop. They... They didn't get good either, they died a lot of people in the underground base, and there were seventy or eighty corpses that I saw brought out..." the person in charge said with a slight pride.

The level 20 priesthood priest was no longer in the mood to listen to the following words, let alone sixty or seventy people, even if they were killed, they would not be able to recover the losses.

It is of no use except that it will make their relationship with the military of the Eastern Dragon Kingdom more strained.

He really wanted to go over now and personally investigate the damage, but he didn't dare.

He did not dare to see the light, he did not dare to expose himself to the military's sight.

If the military gives him a guard and lures the snake out of the hole, then he will have to sing loudly in the prison.

Wang Ye's mood was diametrically opposed to the grief and indignation of the level 20 priest at this time.

When he almost supported himself through the skeleton devouring golden ant, he finally "sucked" out of the hole, got into the metal gate, and when he saw the scene in front of him, he almost took off excitedly on the spot.

"Groove! A pool of faith built with azure fluorite!

"Groove! 8 Divine Crystals!

"Groove! A statue of a god made of gold in Rus!

"Groove! This floor... Cold fog stone?

"Groove! This ceiling won't be made of silver and white wood, right?

"Groove! This wall..." In

the sound of an uncultured, but extremely excited "lying groove", Wang Ye's eyes lit up, and the hara flowed to the ground.

"Suck it!" Touching the saliva coming out of the corner of his mouth, Wang Ye didn't say a word, and directly used the undead space as a transit tool to get all the undead creatures outside the gate in.

"Move! Move quickly! Empty it! Don't let go of the floor and ceiling!! Wang Ye's spiritual, emotionally charged spiritual instructions sounded in the soul fire of every undead creature.

A group of undead creatures immediately rushed around and began the intensive "moving" work....

At the same time, in a certain room above Wang Ye's head, three young men happily engaged in a life-and-death duel between landlords and peasants.

"One piece of 2! Quote! Dog landlord, do you want it? Don't want me to go?!

"! Bad luck! Isn't that eight hundred dollars? Is it only so arrogant? Look at the way you haven't seen the world!

"Who said eight hundred? It should be 1,600! Bomb! Sorry, huh? Then I'm going out, 1 4! The

farmer who had already reported the bill looked at the only one 3 left in his hand, and he couldn't wait to lift the table immediately.

What a teammate!

Damn, stupider than a pig!

His eyes rolled around, and he suddenly had an idea!

He stood up abruptly and yelled, "It's broken! Captain, they have been going down for a long time! Not back yet! Something must have happened!

After that, he completely ignored the obstruction of the "landlord", threw the cards in his hand, and ran out.

The "landlord" looked at the 3 on the table, became furious, and hurriedly chased out.

The peasant who threw the bomb and wanted to double the bomb immediately threw the card in his hand when he saw the dazzling 3 on the table, picked up the walkie-talkie, and ran out together, switching the channel of the walkie-talkie to the squad channel as he ran, and began to call....

The first "peasant" ran to the entrance of the underground passage in one breath, only to stop, he ignored the frantically shouting landlord behind him, and shouted towards the dark entrance: "Captain, what about your people? Is something going on below? The

"farmer" who ran at the back looked at the quiet walkie-talkie in his hand, his face changed suddenly, and he quickly stopped.

He knew that something was really going wrong below.

According to their agreement, no matter what happens below, it is bounded by three calls 20 seconds apart, and if the three calls do not get any feedback, it means that something happened below.

He swallowed his saliva nervously, looked at the two companions who were still arguing by the entrance in the distance, cautiously took two steps back, then turned and ran.

After running out of the church hall in one breath, he breathed a sigh of relief, quickly took out the walkie-talkie, switched a channel and shouted anxiously: "Report, report, I am the duty team, an hour ago, there was a holy beast roar from the underground base, Captain Yang led the team to check the situation, just now I called three times in a row as agreed, but did not get any feedback..." The

"farmers" and "landlords" at the entrance did not take the walkie-talkie because they were too anxious to go out.

At this time, one of them was lying on the ground, shouting at the dark entrance; One of them whispered in the ear of the other person, releasing all kinds of cruel words to urge the other party to give money.

However, after the "peasant" lying on the ground shouted for nearly two minutes, but did not receive any response or hear any sound, both of them unconsciously lowered their voices.

Even if they are not dedicated and have no sense of crisis, they smell a trace of crisis.

The two looked at each other, swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, and began to slowly move away from the dark entrance.

At this moment, a slight sound of footsteps came from the dark entrance.

"Thank you for your hospitality, nothing in return, only bone spear, give it to the two, chat about your heart..."