Soul Echo

Fingertips caressed the cold body of the great sword. The silver-white two-handed sword, like a bright moon, showed a slight chill, and entered Zhong Ye's body along the hilt.

【Two-Handed Sword·Moonlight: The sword forged by an ordinary blacksmith with ordinary materials has also gained extraordinary power after being blessed by Spiritual God. It has been enshrined for four hundred years. In the church of Laurel City, the long years not only did not make it dull, but also plated it with a layer of brilliance of 'breaking the devil']

[Feature·Supernatural weapon: tenacious is far more than steel, Unrivaled sharpness]

[Feature·God-given power: Located in the place where the moon shines, the user's physical strength recovery is doubled, and the injury recovery is accelerated]

[Feature·Power of Faith ·Destruction of Demons: Double the damage to undead enemies, and increase the damage to abyss enemies by half]

[Equipment requirement: Strength 14, approved by Moon God]

Other hand Holding the hilt and getting the feedback of the two-handed sword means that he has 'equipped' this weapon, that is, he has been approved by Moon God?

"Your Excellency Zhong Ye, the time is up."

Zhong Ye pushed the moonlight back into the scabbard, put it on his shoulders and stood up, "Let's go then."

"All warriors and reserves check their weapons and equipment, musketeers reload gunpowder and bullets, those with children look after children, don't let them cry, don't let them get in the way, clergy pay attention to the battlefield at all times, what to cast The divine technique, when to use it, the timing is yours, I don't have the spare time to teach you!"

Everyone looked at Zhong Ye nervously, including the mercenaries and the temple guards.

They are now going through a war, not the petty battle of the past, but a real war.

Their enemies are the undead who are not afraid of death and have only a few vital points. The number is equal to them, and they still need to protect hundreds of people from harm...

"It's all done. If you are ready - the musket team goes upstairs, the shield guard and I are the forwards, directly open the frontal encirclement, the first team starts first, withstood the undead encircled on both sides, the second team follows around the team, ready to engage in battle at any time The task of the third team is the same as that of the second team, only as a substitute, the fourth team waits for the shield guards and the first team to withdraw, and then breaks up with me to connect with the Musket team.”

This is also for the purpose of The reason why they are willing to believe in Zhong Ye - the charge is in the front, the retreat is in the back, the words are harsh, but the actual actions are concerned about them.

The Musketeers and their loader climbed the stairs, Zhong Ye took the pocket watch and counted down five minutes.

Just as the second hand jumped over the dividing line, he threw the pocket watch back and reached out to open the church door.

The air outside the door rushed in at once, with a rancid smell.

Zhong Ye eyes slightly narrowed, walked forward, walked into the bloody moonlight, saw flying sand running stone, dust swirling.

The dead Spirit Warriors are again preparing to throw their spears, but this time their attack is destined to be interrupted.

——A full fourteen muskets protruded from the firing holes on the second floor, the gunshots seemed to be playing music, and the hammers were struck.

Being hit by bullets, the dead Spirit Warriors tilted their heads, took a step back, and held their bodies without falling.

"Follow me!"

In order to maintain the formation, Zhong Ye deliberately set the buffer speed, and the shield-wielding mercenaries and temple guards filed out from the church.

As Ya Feng, Zhong Ye pulled out the moonlight. Under the bright red moonlight, this great sword still reflected the brilliance of the bright moon.

When he was in Earth, he rarely used the two-handed sword, and only knew the Dao Foundation's usage of this weapon.

However, a weapon is an extension of a limb. After getting the moonlight, Zhong Ye's mind naturally came up with the corresponding usage.

The two-handed sword looks cumbersome, but it is actually flexible. The length of the two-handed sword takes up two-fifths of the handle, and the blade is only 96 centimeters long.

Zhong Ye carried the great sword on his shoulders, held the tail section of the hilt, shook his shoulders, and threw away the great sword.

The blade slashed against the neck of a dead Spirit Warrior, the neck armor snapped, and the skull was cut off.

The power of breaking the demon surged, and the helmet that fell to the ground suddenly spewed out flames, and the body fell with it.

Moonlight's hilt is divided into two parts, Zhong Ye kicks the front hilt with his leg, his body rotates, his left hand takes advantage of the situation to hold the front handle, and his waist and abdomen press against the rear handle, horizontally. Slash the waist of another dead Spirit Warrior, and the blade draws a stream of light across the front and back of the armor.

At this moment, the dead Spirit Warrior on the side stabbed straight with the spear, Zhong Ye suddenly swung the handle, turned the head and tail of the big sword, clenched the double handle with both hands, stabbed upwards, and held it with the gauntlet. With a flick of his wrist, Lance shook Lance from the dead Spirit Warrior's hands, stepped out sideways, and sent the tip of his sword under the helmet.

Ha! Hiss! Phew—

To kill three heads with a tired body at the moment of the fight at close quarters was a huge drain on Zhong Ye, but it was necessary.

Moonlight can speed up his recovery, plus the previous breath adjustment and [weak physical strength enhancement], he has recovered the combat capability and can be more durable.

A living person is vulnerable to morale, and he now shows people the hope that they will be more positive in the next action.

The shield guard and the first team roared after seeing Zhong Ye's performance.

"The first team, let's go!"

The Captain of the first squad saw that Zhong Ye broke the encirclement with a shield warrior, and immediately drew his weapon, spitting out his saliva.

He took the lead in rushing out, and stopped after a distance away from the encirclement, commanding the team to set up traps and defend in advance—they would form a line of defense with fleshy bodies and pave a smooth road.

The young deacon looked back at the old man standing on the cloth Dao Altar, clenched his teeth and waved his arm, "Run! Run! Run! All run, everyone runs!"

The civilians rushed out with their heads down, not causing trouble for the mercenaries was the best thing they could do to help the situation.

The faster they run, the less time the mercenary has to fend off the dead Spirit Warrior.

Except for some of the clergy who stayed in the church temporarily, the rest of the clergy were mixed in the crowd, always ready to cast the dive technique - they were another protection for the team.

A moonlight fell from the sky and fell on Zhong Ye, moisturizing his tired body and making the great sword bloom with more dazzling rays of light.

The shield guard can only resist the attack of the dead Spirit Warrior soldiers, and it is difficult to kill them. To completely kill the dead Spirit Warrior soldiers, Zhong Ye needs to do it himself.

The clergy who stayed at the church noticed Zhong Ye's exhaustion and immediately used a diving technique for him.

Continuously stamina poured out of the body, Zhong Ye knew it was just an illusion, and he would feel even more exhausted after the diving technique expired.

The young acolyte stood by the gate, directing people to escape, and another acolyte, his 'Senior Brother', ran at the head of the line, alert to the danger from all around.

"The undead from other directions are coming, the first team is careful!" A warning came from the observation deck.

The dead Spirit Warriors from other directions moved on the wind, ran through the long streets and alleys, and collided with the first square in just a few minutes.

As the enemy's support arrived, Zhong Ye's pressure increased sharply, and I don't know if it was because of the blessing of a dive technique he had just received before. At this time, his stamina decayed very quickly.

Looking back at the church, the door of the church is only that big. If you want to expand the door frame, it may block the door, and there are at least a few hundred people in the church.

The mercenaries belonging to the second team ran on both sides of the team. The mercenaries and temple guards added up to less than 200 people, and they had to be divided into several squads, resulting in a different number of squads. Many, they have to protect a team of nearly a thousand people, which means they have to spread out.

The strength of the mercenaries is uneven, and some don't even have the courage to draw a sword against the dead Spirit Warriors. Fortunately, Zhong Ye has long realized this and arranged clergy among the crowd.

The two teams of dead Spirit Warriors encircled the street and were about to meet at the front of the team. The middle-aged apostle who led the team suddenly accelerated, waving his long staff, and beating a dead Spirit Warrior on the head.

Other dead Spirit Warriors took the opportunity to attack him, but a breeze swirled under his feet and burst out.

The wind blew them away, knocking out a path.

The middle-aged deacon stood by the roadside with his long staff clenched and fought against the dead Spirit Warrior soldiers, and at the same time shouted: "Go forward! Go forward!"

The team did not stop, As he wished, it crossed his side.

The clergy began to use the dive technique, even though there may be more dangerous situations in the future, but now is the time of crisis, and if it is not used, it will be left behind.

The priest standing on the cloth Dao Altar closed his eyes, he had reached a contact with the church and made the final preparations.

"May--"

priest raised his arms and opened his eyes angrily, "Moonlight has mercy!"

All those attached to the Hall Master's body The divine force rushed to the priest at this moment, and the old man burned his only remaining Fire of Life, allowing his soul to obtain a momentary 'ascension' and grasp the authority that belongs to the Spiritual God.

priest's body fell softly, and the soul that was sublimated finally looked back at the world he loved, and threw 'authority' down.

The moonlight falls, covering every living person, giving them more physical strength and faster speed.

The young apostle pursed his lips, clenched his fists that shimmered, and did not look back.

extend the hand, help a child who stumbled and almost fell in the air, youngster shouted hysterically: "Don't panic, don't mess up, I and Your Excellency Zhong Ye will accompany you to the place. Finally!"

Zhong Ye, who was fighting the dead Spirit Warrior, suddenly felt that all the wounds in his body disappeared, and even his physical strength was replenished, and he immediately understood what happened.

Let's roar, and a force suddenly surged from both arms, cutting down the undead in front of him.

People ran out from the backyard and the second floor, and ran past the cloth Dao Altar. The old man fell on the stage with a smile on the corner of his mouth and his eyes were closed, as if he was afraid of empty eyes. scare other people.

"The fourth team is engaged! The shield guard and the first team are ready to evacuate!" More dead Spirit Warriors turned back into corpses again.

Zhong Ye turned back and shouted: "The Musketeers and Sentinels, it's time to withdraw!"

After fighting with the dead Spirit Warriors for so long, even Zhong Ye had wounds on his body , but the injured part is not the key.

The civilians have all retreated, and the musketeers and sentries also ran downstairs. The young deacon pushed down the lamps and candles in the church, took a deep look at the teacher who fell on the stage, and ran away with his weapon. go out.

"The glory of Moon God cannot be blasphemed!"

He and Zhong Ye formed the rear of the team, and killed the dead Spirit Warrior soldiers who were surrounded from both sides.

A bloody and cruel war is going on on the earth. High in the sky, the blood moon pushes aside the dark clouds, gently gathers the broken souls, and incorporates them into the body—even the part polluted by the abyss ceremony.

The breeze swept across the ground, drifting into the distance with fighting and shouting.

The long night is coming to an end.