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

"More offerings!".

Chapter 270 Five spirit annihilation, death is approaching! 【Subscribe】

The battle has turned into a one-sided situation.

Surrounded by the terrifying army of undead, the so-called Church of Winter, without even a decent resistance, was massacred and completely destroyed.

And a fight down.

Not only did the undead army not reduce its staff, but it also increased its size.

However, the enemies who were killed by skeletons and rotting corpses crawled up slowly at this moment.

obviously.

They became part of the undead army.

"It's simply unlimited firepower."

If we say that before today, Weidong was a little cautious.

So now...

He completely sealed off his dangerous thoughts.

"Times have changed."

Wei Dong had to sigh.

This is a true army of the undead.

In addition to being brave and not afraid of death.

Some skeletons even have the ability to assemble automatically.

what does this mean?

As long as the skeleton's head is still there, they can rely on the scattered bones to piece together a new body for themselves.

And what frightened Weidong even more was...

The Lord of the Tomb, such a powerful leader, still has an object of faith.

even……

This expedition, in a sense, is to harvest faith.

Primordial Chaos.

This is the title of that divine mansion.

Weidong shouldn't be unfamiliar with 27 Qi.

Because the other party lives in the original alliance.

Lingzhou.

Weidong has already made preparations, and after this battle is over, he will go to Lingzhou to visit the other party in person.

"If you can protect the alliance, then I..."

"And will offer all my loyalty."

In fact, it's not just Weidong.

The night watchmen who came together were all shocked by the scene in front of them, unable to speak a word.

Church of Winter.

Because of the terrain, there was once a dominant existence here.

Facing the undead army at this time, they didn't even have the minimum gesture of resistance, and they were slaughtered one-sidedly like this.

Everyone looked at the temple in the distance.

as a symbol of the church.

There is no doubt that the temple has a special meaning.

But judging from the current killing speed, it won't take long before it will be destroyed.

"do not come!"

"My lord, save us!"

"A Lei, you and I are brothers who have burned incense. We have shared weal and woe until today. Please let me go, I beg you..."

The last voice hadn't finished yet.

The blood-covered monster swung its paw down.

The sharp pierced the chest directly.

Blood splattered.

The opponent's breath of life began to dissipate at an extremely fast speed.

"Crack..."

"Crack..."

And after a while.

The stabbed corpse slowly got up.

It has lost any brilliance in its eyes.

His whole body was filled with the breath of dying death.

Even just now, it was praying to the god's mansion and asking for help, and it focused its attention on the temple.

carrion.

Has a keen perception of blood.

At this time, it smelled a strong smell of blood in the temple.

Blasphemy and hunger were intertwined, making all the monsters forget about it.

By now……

The defense system of Winter Church has been completely destroyed.

The resisters on the front line were all killed, and because of the curse, they became part of the corpse group.

"run!"

With the shrill sound sounded.

The cold winter believers who had been hiding behind to watch the battle had full confidence in the battle.

First just one, then two, then three.

More and more believers fled the battlefield and ran towards the temple.

These believers of evil gods who occupied this place in the past, domineering, and committed countless crimes, now look like bereaved dogs.

They even wished that they could grow some more legs now and run faster.

"As long as we get the protection of the temple, we can live!"

"Quick, faster."

"Hope... is just ahead."

These people scrambled to rush to the temple.

And the roar behind him is relentless pursuit.

Zhou Ang's legs were as heavy as lead.

As a legendary powerhouse, he was originally considered a core figure in the church, but now, he has ended up in such a sad situation.

Under extreme fear, Zhou Ang even thought about surrendering.

Unfortunately...

Those monsters were not friendly to those who surrendered.

Zhou Ang saw with his own eyes a believer kneeling in front of the skeleton, weeping, trying to get the other's protection.

Unfortunately...

Those skeletons are monsters.

It is the remains of a corpse without the slightest ability to think.

Facing the prayer, the skeleton didn't pause at all, and Senbai's arm pierced directly through the opponent's chest.

Afterwards, the skeleton shook it away vigorously, and the corpse was thrown into the corner like garbage.

The surrender only struggled a few times before looking blankly at the sky.

died.

And the most frightening thing is that death is not the end, but another new beginning.

The other party will eventually get up, but at that time, the other party lost all memories of humans and turned into a pure ghoul!

Unable to surrender.

The only way to speed up is to flee to the temple.

"Brother... do you think we can be rescued?"

Zhou Ang is not alone.

Under his arm, there is also a man who is six points similar to him.

Zhou Ang's younger brother.

Fear raged. When facing the tide of corpses, Zhou Hao was accidentally injured by his companions.

At this time, one leg was bloody and bloody, and he lost the ability to run.

It was Zhou Ang who dragged the other party all the way to the present.

Although the two brothers plunged into darkness and had no mercy for others, they were brothers to each other.

On weekdays, they complement each other and have gained a firm foothold in the Winter Church.

Zhou Ang didn't dare to stop, but because of dragging Zhou Hao, a dense layer of sweat had appeared on his forehead.

"Hope lies ahead."

"Our hope..."

"No... let me go!"

There were noisy voices behind Zhou Ang, and the cold winter believers looked at the temple that was getting closer and closer, and couldn't help praying again.

But without saying a few words, piercing screams sounded.

Zhou Ang felt an unbearable stench.

There is no doubt that the tide of corpses is getting closer and closer to him.

Zhou Ang could have run faster, but because of Zhou Hao, he wasted too much time.

It goes on like this.

The two brothers can only die.

Zhou Ang clenched his teeth, his eyes were bloodshot.

It seems that he is doing some kind of struggle with his own spirit.

"Zhou Hao."

After thinking for a while, Zhou Ang looked like he had figured it out, but there was no expression in his eyes.

It looks like a puppet that has lost its soul.

However, Zhou Hao, who was seriously injured, did not notice Zhou Ang's weirdness. His attention was completely noticed by the back at this time.

He looked back, but suddenly looked at Zhou Ang, and kept urging:

"They're coming!"