Believers of evil gods sneaked into my house, and san value went crazy

"die!"

The archbishop has extraordinary strength and has an epic realm.

The terrifying deterrence immediately calmed everyone down.

They shut up.

But the flustered eyes and trembling legs betrayed the complicated heart at this moment.

The archbishop sighed silently.

People are scattered.

team...

It's not easy to carry.

This is a confusing war.

No sign.

Without warning.

These skeletons and corpses seem to have suddenly appeared near the church.

Moreover, it is not difficult to judge from the terrifying appearance of those enemies.

The opponent does not belong to the alliance forces that used to be associated with justice.

Compared to the so-called alliance.

The handwriting at this moment is more like other churches of evil gods.

"Twelve demon swords?"

"The palace?"

"Or roses and thorns?"

In order to compete for territory, the churches of evil gods occasionally clashed.

The Bitter Winter Church has formed its current scale, naturally not by its slow development.

But blood and plunder.

There were so many enemies that the archbishop couldn't guess for a moment who was attacking the temple at this moment.

"It can form such a scale, isn't it a hostile force?"

"In any case, the temple cannot be lost."

Although his heart was in a mess, the archbishop forced himself to calm down.

He turned to look at the statue of the god carved on the wall.

The so-called Winter God's Mansion actually looks like an ape.

He bared his teeth and grinned fiercely.

Painted all over.

Against the backdrop of dozens of colors, the opponent looks very lively.

Especially the corners of the mouth are extremely scarlet, and ordinary dyes don't have such a color at all.

That's right.

What is used to paint the corners of the mouth is not dye at all, but real blood.

This is a cursed world.

Erupting volcano.

Hanging Blood Moon.

The huge waves that set off.

There are also countless evil gods.

They set their sights on this land. In their eyes, the so-called human beings are more like pigs and sheep in captivity.

There is no real freedom.

The howling outside continued.

It won't be long before those monsters will invade the temple.

A trace of confusion flashed in the archbishop's eyes:

"Could it be..."

"The Lord God really abandoned us?"

"No!"

The Archbishop instantly dismissed the blasphemous idea.

He clenched his hands tightly, letting his nails dig into his palms.

The pain made him gradually "awake"

The archbishop's eyes turned red, and twisted blood vessels burst out of his neck like earthworms.

He gazed at the statue in front of him and said to himself:

"We must be not pious enough!"

"Our Lord will abandon us only if we have distracting thoughts in our hearts."

"What we have to do is to reassure the Lord of our loyalty."

"Sacrifice..."

In the next second, a scene that shocked everyone happened.

However, the archbishop who was roaring loudly raised his scepter and slammed it hard on his left hand.

"Pfft!"

This scepter is also a sealed item.

Naturally, flesh and blood cannot resist the opponent's offensive.

With just one blow, the archbishop's left hand was smashed.

Blood was flowing, and although his face was pale, there was sweat on his forehead.

But the archbishop didn't seem to feel the pain at all.

He picked up the scattered fingers on the ground, held them tremblingly in front of the statue, and cried:

"This is my tribute."

"My lord, please forgive me who is guilty."

"Damn me! Damn me!"

The archbishop's strange behavior made the already preoccupied believers even more uneasy.

They look at each other.

Between eye contact, they came up with an answer.

"The archbishop is crazy!"

In the face of life and death, the so-called faith began to become insignificant.

The roar outside the door was getting closer.

The spiritual leader of everyone in the door went crazy.

He even started to self-mutilate.

Some people have noticed the oddity.....

Fear is like smoke, silently, along the gaps in the temple, contaminating everyone.

They have firm beliefs.

Strong strength.

Otherwise, he would not have followed Bitter Winter Church to today.

I don't know why...

At this moment, the courage in their hearts began to crumble.

There's something wrong with those growls!

The sharp voice seemed to be able to penetrate the body and hit the soul directly.

Therefore, under the influence of this terrible spirit, they began to become terrified.

Even, once surpassed the belief in the winter god's mansion.

But discovering problems and solving problems are two different concepts.

They sensed that the situation was moving in a strange direction.

so that...

Even the most powerful man in the church, the archbishop, completely lost his composure and gradually became insane.

They knew that if they continued to stay, there would be no turning point at all.

But a dead end.

Thinking of this, some people's spiritual world finally collapsed...

They took a deep breath, trying to make as little noise as possible, and wanted to leave the temple.

In their cognition, the enemy outside is targeting the Church of Winter.

Once they leave.

Then disaster can be avoided.

Escaped.

They kept groping for an exit.

Five meters, four meters, three meters...

The leader's palm had already touched the doorknob.

Looking at the exit that was close at hand, a ray of hope flashed in the eyes of several people.

"Well..."

The door was pulled open.

But only 2.2 is a gap.

"Pfft!"

Another ice pick suddenly appeared, piercing directly through the neck of the person who opened the door.

The head exploded like a tomato dropped on the ground, scattered all over the ground.

When the blood splattered, some even splashed on the faces of the surrounding people.

They looked back in bewilderment.

But at some point, the archbishop had already turned around.

He was covered in blood, like a beast that had just finished eating.

The wound on his left hand was still dripping blood, but the other party didn't care at all.

As for a pair of pupils.

Human reason has long since disappeared, replaced by endless madness.

The archbishop stared at the few people, lowered his voice and said:

"My lord needs sacrifices when he descends."

"need……"