Noble Emblem

The cities of Kebmanlang were falling down one by one. Wherever the evil **** had passed, all the creatures had either become flesh and blood and were eaten into his stomach, or they had become corpses.

And the route of the evil **** has always been to the king city of the Kebomanlang kingdom.

But humans are also quick to respond.

The urban population on the way of the evil **** was soon emptied. Of course, there are still a few young people in each city who are not afraid of death, or old people who are waiting for death, which are just a few.

The number of people who "eating" in the face of evil is getting less and less, and his expression is getting more and more irritable.

Later, the army of the Kempman Lang State arrived and at the same time the temporary legion of the mercenary union was blocked in front of the evil god.

If the evil **** eats ordinary humans, it is as simple as sucking tofu, then when encountering the regular army, it feels like eating hard, hard to eat, it can be eaten, can be very mouthy, and bite very hard .

The mercenaries with a little strength are like the gluten that is cooked and dried, hard and tough, and it is very uncomfortable to bite. Most importantly, these two kinds of 'food' will resist.

Although the 'long' sarcoma tube on him can also **** some regular troops and weak mercenaries, which is quite good, the problem is that he has been cut off more sarcoma tubes, which is almost worthless.

And as the mercenaries gathered more and more, the evil **** became more and more disadvantaged.

Just when the mercenaries felt like they were going to win, thousands of Heipao emerged. Half of them offered blood and flesh to the evil gods themselves, while the other half launched suicide attacks on mercenaries.

The explosion of flesh and blood is strangely corrosive, and most importantly, those who are contaminated with flesh and blood will be cursed, and black stripes will appear on their bodies, losing combat power, stronger, and more capable mercenaries. Carry it down and survive the curse of two to three days.

If the strength is not strong, it will become a dead body directly.

With the new, high-quality flesh and blood, the power of the evil **** has once again strengthened. Cooperating with those believers in black robes who are not afraid of death, the evil **** has hit the King City of Kebmanlang all the way.

Although most of the citizens of the royal family and the royal city have already evacuated, the symbol of a country fell into the control of the evil gods, which still caused a huge sensation in the entire human world.

After that, many neighboring countries sent soldiers to enter the Kebmanlang kingdom to help encircle the evil gods, but the effect was not great.

There are more and more believers in the black robes around the evil god, and they don't know where they came from. The control range also spreads from the king city to other surrounding cities.

Human coalitions are losing ground, and even with the full support of mercenary unions, they still cannot compete with the army of evil gods.

Only on the east side, barely blocked the attack of the evil **** black robe believer army. On the eastern side is a small coalition army consisting of the Workin, the Water, and the mercenary unions.

Although the number is not large, the theology of water gods has an additional killing effect on believers of evil gods.

And the ability of the water **** priest to lift the curse is quite good.

In addition, this team was armed to the teeth by the Workin gods. The mercenaries and the raging priests of water gods wear almost all light enchanting equipment, and all take light enchanting weapons.

Such expenses can organize an army of 100,000 people. But replaced with magic equipment, only about 8,000 people were armed.

Although this time the human coalition is not the real strength of the human world, there are nearly a million soldiers participating in the battle, and dozens of lords personally led troops to the battlefield.

But still unable to stop the evil god.

Over the past three months, at least 300,000 soldiers have been killed and millions of people have died or disappeared.

It sounds a lot, but in essence, it is far worse than the last disaster of the five-colored dragon.

Although the entire human world is surprised, it still holds an optimistic attitude.

But Beta doesn't think so.

"The five-colored dragon is a foreign race. No matter how powerful they are, they will not send humans to fight as their subordinates." Beta sat in the study and said to Shirley: "The most important thing is that this evil **** can transform a large number of evil believers. We Human beings are not afraid of the invasion of foreign races, which will only unite us. But the most feared is internal fighting. "

Shirley was puzzled: "That's an evil god. It shouldn't be considered an internal fight."

"Evil God is also the product of our negative human emotions." Beta said his own view: "He can now be a believer of us human beings, and should also have the ability to turn ordinary humans into believers of evil gods. In essence, it is our human beings' internal fighting . "

Shirley nodded. "That's the truth."

"What about the small coalition we sent out?" Beta asked.

"For the time being, we have stabilized the Eastern Front offensive, but we also have some minor casualties." Shirley said: "Most of the dead were mercenaries, and we and the priests of the water gods have less casualties."

This is normal, most priests are assisting in the rear. And mercenaries have a smaller concept of life and death than ordinary people, and their front-line casualties will naturally be greater.

"Remember to count the names of the death mercenaries and priests, and send the promised care after the war." Beta thought for a while, and said, "If the evil god's offensive is too violent, when a lot of casualties begin to occur, remember to send the soldiers Pull it down. "

Shirley nodded, taking down Beta's words, and then she suddenly said, "Aren't you happy?"

"I should have fought on the front line myself," Beta said helplessly, "I'm legendary anyway, and I have enough confidence in the war commander. But you don't allow it."

Shirley said with an eyebrow, "Which pope did you see on the front line, but also the saint? When will it be the time for the pope to lead the army? In case of something, our temple of wealth will collapse immediately, believe it?"

That's how it stands. In the game, because of the immortality of the Son of Gold, he has no problem on the battlefield.

But now he has no immortality. The most important thing is that he is the pope. Now the power is much greater than that in the game, and it is also more important.

A country without a lord is a big deal, and the foundation of the current temple of wealth is not stable. If the pope of Beta is down, then the fortune temple of the newly improved will probably be chaotic, and then swallowed up by other denominations.

So under the very strong demands of several women, Beta had to sit in Okinawa City.

"I just don't understand why I walk outside and you don't worry about my safety." Beta asked with some doubt.

"Nonsense, can a small fight be compared to a battlefield?"

On the battlefield, everything is possible. Even if it is a legend, it is not safe on the battlefield. Many legends died on the battlefield since ancient times.

Next, the tragedy of Kempmanlang continued, and I didn't know what method the evil **** used to keep turning ordinary people into violent evil **** believers.

Almost everyone agrees that it is most likely a fairly powerful mind control magic.

But Beta didn't think so.

No matter how powerful mind control is, you cannot control so many people. One or two human souls are very fragile. If there are too many, they will become very strong together.

Even the gods are emotional derivatives of the human soul. If the gods are so powerful, they can control tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions of people, to believe in themselves, so why bother to propagate the teachings.

Even the soul god, controlling the spirit of thousands of believers at once, is powerful enough.

But now, there are tens of thousands of believers in black robes.

Therefore, Beta thinks that it should not be the spirit or the magic of the soul. It may be a kind of puppetry or a creature.

There are many small bugs in nature that can control their host behavior. If this evil **** has similar abilities, then it can be justified.

If this is the case, then in essence these black-robed believers should already be dead.

Beta thought for a while and said, "Let the priests on the front line find a way to safely send a few believers of the evil gods alive. I want to confirm whether my thoughts are right."

"I see." Shirley's expression became somewhat cautious for a moment.

Beta understands what she thinks, and says: "Rest assured, I won't do any human experiments, just to see if those puppets are mentally or physically."

"That's fine." Shirley smiled.

Human experimentation is the signature method of the death mage. Shirley was a little worried that Beta would study this content, and then fell to the side of the dark world.

"By the way, the Elf has sent a message saying that it is ready, and it will wait for you to visit."

Beta thought for a while: "Let me teleport directly. Last time when I went to the Elven Forest with Kyle to save Alice, there were magic coordinates left there."

Shirley asked, "Who are you going to take? Angel, or Emma?"

"Angel." Beta thought for a while and said, "She is better at social etiquette in politics, and now Emma is still a member of the Storm God, I represent the God of Wealth, and it is not appropriate to bring her."

"Then I'll talk to Angell and let her get ready first."

Shirley left the study ~ www.readwn.com ~ A few moments later Angie rushed in, and holding Beta was a deep kiss, and the gentle woman was in full bloom. Then she sat on Beta's lap and happily said, "This is the first time you are willing to make me appear on a formal occasion."

Beta was a little stunned.

"I'm going to prepare clothes and jewelry." After talking, Angie left in a whirlwind.

Beta was sitting in a chair with a little bun.

He suddenly found that although he had given a few women a safe and prosperous life, he never really understood their inner needs.

She was just so happy when she showed up with Angel on a formal occasion.

However, he only thought about it for a little while and set the matter aside again.

There are priorities, and now he has a lot of burdens on his shoulders. He doesn't have that much time to think about such a troublesome question as what a woman thinks.