The battle was a battle, and the battle was a battle.

In the memories of a middle-level officer in the central part of Canaan and the imperial rebels, he wrote with sentimental strokes that "at that time, our central troops seemed to have become empty shells", and some imperial soldiers described them as headless flies, running around everywhere.

Like a "hollow puppet", the left wing of the empire immediately fell into a state of collapse during the attack by Su Yue, the white horse lord of Canaan.

More than 3,000 imperial infantrymen fled in all directions. Because of the lack of a command system and chaos, the troubles and problems they encountered were even more miserable than those of the central troops.

Su Yue captured the pagan priest of the Empire, Isaiah Ethan, the commander of the central army camp, and looked at him with a fat head and big ears, and a face full of extravagance and debauchery.

He was actually hugging seven or eight beautiful noble women in the camp?

"Haha, I don't have a better life than you."

Isaiah Ethan trembled and said, "My lord, spare me, Lord of Canaan, spare me! I was just an ordinary textile worker in Bruges..."

"Be honest."

Su Yue didn't want to know how miserable his past was, but he was sure that many of the people who occupied high positions in the Empire's rebels now, whether they were middle-level military officers or upper-level pagan shepherds, seemed to be poor and humble people in the past.

Once these people came to power.

It was like the dragon slayer finally became a new evil dragon.

How they were oppressed by "prominent people" in the past, now they have to learn how the prominent people oppressed them, and retaliate against them with their poor bodies.

"Strange, don't you allow private wealth? Where do these gold and silver treasures in your tent come from?"

Su Yue asked curiously.

Isaiah Ethan trembled and said, "We shepherds don't own wealth. These treasures... these treasures are all ours!! I, I am just keeping them temporarily for them."

Su Yue rolled his eyes and said, "Send people to hide these treasures and supplies together with the captives, waiting for the griffins and the post-war collection."

"Yes, sir!"

Walter Lawrence said.

...

Gregory Samsa, led 102 third-level imperial cavalry, 45 fourth-level imperial knights, plus the third-level plague ratman x94 who are fast and good at digging, and 52 third-level imperial swordsmen, launched an attack on the imperial rebels.

After the meteor shower, the ground was filled with scorching heat and the smell of barbecue...

"It's hell on earth."

He looked up and looked at the fragmented and demoralized imperial troops in front of him. He even saw an imperial officer whose arm was burned into a piece of black charcoal... As he stood up with difficulty, the black charcoal was like a peeled eggshell... revealing the scarlet and bleeding flesh inside...

"Kill!!"

The rebellion was quickly suppressed and pacified. A middle-level imperial officer intended to swing his sword to kill Gregory! But the moment the long sword fell in front of Gregory's neck, his eyes seemed to have an illusion! !

"How is it possible, insect... insect!"

--Zerg: This hero can change into two forms, one is beetle form; the other is human form (changing forms will consume a lot of physical strength).

A black beetle, the limbs under its body are constantly expanding and contracting! !

It pounced on the imperial officer and tore open his chest and flesh... "I don't want to kill you. As long as you surrender, I can let you go."

Gregory Samsa spoke with compassion. His sharp mouth was like a knife and fork in front of the officer, rubbing his head "like a fly scratching his head".

The back of the huge black beetle was shining under the reflection of the moon. The entire imperial army, not only the enemy, but also its own troops, felt a kind of fear! !

"Not human!!!"

"Our enemies are not human!!"

"Demons... They are a group of demons... The hero under the command of the Canaanite lord is a giant beetle!! Devil!!!!"

The high-level casters of the "Meteor Shower" that were almost like forbidden spells and were fleeing frantically have not been dealt with. The chaos and vacancies in the command system, the lack of manpower in the middle-level officers of the empire, and the continuous collapse of morale...

The troops on the left wing suffered heavy casualties due to the attack led by Gregory, the "alien insect"...

On the city wall, Ragnar looked at Id Ya respectfully and said: "Great Mother Goddess...

...This will be another glorious victory."

Ide Ya smiled and said, "Our kingdom will soon be here in this material plane, and you will all find your paradise and your way home."

"Way home?!"

Ragnar listened to Ide Ya's words in shock, and could hardly believe what he heard.

Since the Mother Goddess mentioned the way home, doesn't that mean?

R'lyeh, may have arrived?

Their belief, the Esoteric Order of Dagon Dagon) is about to sweep the new world again and carry out the dark "ocean rule"?

That's right, the Innsmouth people have always been "water-based" creatures like Cthulhu... Su Yue's life and death on land is not taken seriously by them at all... In the eyes of the Innsmouth people, naval battles are the real main battlefield.

Fog, wounds, isolated islands, darkness, death, destruction... These forces are the image and power that the Innsmouth people of their Cthulhu pantheon need to form.

Destruction and fighting on land.

Battles...

It's not that they don't want to participate, but it's not what they are good at.

When Cthulhu was imprisoned by the Outer Gods.

"Dagon's Secret Order aims to release Cthulhu, the Old One trapped in R'lyeh. The members of the cult include local villagers, deep divers, and hybrids of deep divers and humans."

"I really miss the days in Devil's Reef. "

Ragnar sighed in the language of the evil god.

Beside him, there was an Innsmouth man whose skin was bleached by the sea water. His face was full of the genetic characteristics of monsters, and the sailor's arms were covered with white fascia.

The cataract was white-gray,

He looked at the location of the dragon port in the distance and prayed respectfully:

"Pray to the great Father God, to the respected Dagon and Hydra...dedicate our loyalty, our lives and strength, and help the great son of Cthulhu, the Canaan lord Su Yue, to rule the ocean and the world..."

A majestic ocean force was rising in the Canaan territory.

-"Suddenly, I saw it. Only a slight wave stirring as a declaration, it suddenly stood up from the dark water. The ugly and huge body was like the Cyclops Polyphemus; it seemed to be a monster that only appeared in nightmares, running straight to the monolith, waving its scaly giant arms at it, lowering its terrible head, and making rhythmic sounds. "

——The Empire's troops are far more than Canaan's after all.

A small group of rebels broke away from Canaan's battlefield of death, crossed Canaan's flank territory, and came to the city of Qiwell, intending to overthrow the town.

But when they arrived at the beach and prepared to change their mission temporarily.

A huge ocean ship appeared on the beach!!

"What is that! ?"

William Slam, a mid-level warrant officer in the Empire, raised his jaw in shock!!

The huge building complex is about to be completed. In the distance where the night stars came from, an "ugly and huge whale" flipped over the surface of the ocean.

A large amount of black liquid and substance, as if oil had soaked into the sea, floated on the sea and spread towards them!!

"Ahhhhhh!"

"How... could this happen? ! "

A 5th-rank soldier of the Empire's rebel army suddenly had dark and terrifying fish scales on his right arm, and a scar in the shape of an "E" appeared on his face.

The scars suddenly burst open, as if fresh tender flesh turned into branches and sprouts, growing rapidly on his face; several pustules grew on the arms and backs of another soldier, getting bigger and bigger, and they didn't hurt or itch when touched lightly, but it seemed as if there was life inside - weird, powerful, evil, and terrifying!!!

"Port! ! Canaan Territory is building a large port! ! !"

"The building area is more than 10,000 square meters! ! !"

"How could this happen? We are infected with the virus! "

An imperial officer fell to the ground wailing, his ankles were attacked by "huge itching", and his arms were frantically scratching his thighs. In his memoirs after surviving, he described this feeling as if "10 million mosquitoes bit his legs at the same time, his legs and skin were festering and festering, and finally turned into a bloody mess of "releasing a foul-smelling black and yellow mucus swamp"! ! "

"No... I don't want to die!"

"Ahhh..."

"Surrender, we are the troops under the command of Weber Yang Dragimir, the leader of the imperial rebels, we surrender!"

Jin Xiu'er's bright eyes looked at the scenery in the distance.

A large amount of black Cthulhu, or more precisely, the evil power of Dagon, is spreading in the port. Jin Xiu'er tilted his head, puzzled.

Looking at the scenery in the distance, he thought:

"Can it reach level 8?"

"My building blessing can upgrade the port from level 6 to level 7, but Cthulhu's infection and erosion seem to be improving the quality of this port..."

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