Chapter 1039
Glacier Wasteland, Blood Skeleton Valley.
The battle begins at the low ground under the gentle slope.
Under the lead-grey dim sky, the surging carrion monsters almost piled up their bones, forcibly "drifting" through the red giant dragon. It's like an ant colony climbing up the hillside to the high ground.
The crowded formation, crazy speed, as if nothing can stand in front of them-if it is a rock, it will hit it, if it is a "comrade" it will step on, if it is a flame and a trap, it will step on... ...Along with the shuddering "cracking" sound and ice-cracking screams, they rushed straight to the position of the defenders of the Blood Skeleton Valley.
It is chilling.
In all fairness, most warriors - or warriors who have fought with carrion demons know that these monsters are not so powerful, and the more they are, the less worth mentioning;
When they are only in the thousands, they can often maintain discipline and confront the enemy in a decent way; once thousands of them get together, they are really not much better than puppets and clay sculptures, at most It can only pounce and bite like a wild dog.
Yes, their terrifying place has never been their "battle strength" but "quantity".
As long as the Evil God apostle who awakens them is not dead yet and is still alive, there is absolutely an "infinite" number-not to mention ten for one, even one hundred for one, nothing at all problem.
As long as enough Void Power can be gathered, as long as the "Evil God Apostle" behind all this is still alive, these "dolls" controlled by Void Power can be awakened endlessly, and then The enemy...
Drown alive!
"Are you ready?"
In Floating Void City, the alchemist Harimvan Ashamai looked at the nervous little wizard, slightly brows knit :
"Ayin, I know the formidable power of this weapon, but I also know how much it will burden a wizard—in fact, you can just aim and take the rest Leave the matter to someone else..."
"It's okay!"
Although his expression is not natural, the little wizard managed to squeeze out a smile: "This one's Jiao lightsaber 'is just a sample of Isaac's design. If you don’t personally control it, you can’t exert its true power."
"Please trust me, Master Haringfan!"
Haringfan's expression moved slightly, but then he slightly smiled as if thinking of something: "Well, we will cooperate with you; but if you cannot persist or insist on opening the valve, I will be the first to stand up and stop you. ."
"Understood!"
Two blushes floated on the cheeks of the excited little wizard, and his eyes close to the observation mirror turned his attention to the "densely packed" battlefield.
The alchemists standing on both sides of the debugging, under the command of Haring Fan, retreated to the surroundings, raised their wands to prepare to start erecting the magic array, and the nearly continuously circulating Void Power in the Floating Void City. Guide to the Mithril core of "Jiao lightsaber".
"The launcher is activated, and the magic array is charged for the'Jiao lightsaber'——!"
"The anti-stress magic array is activated, ready to activate the high-level magic spell,'Perseverance is like ice '——!"
"Turn on the emergency device and enter the final countdown, five, four, three..."
On the battlefield of the Blood Skeleton Valley, everyone only had time to notice one The white light flashed and narrowed his eyes for a moment, as if it was dawn.
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"Everyone, please really ask yourself; do you really believe that there is such a truth in this world, does the voice... guide us? "
The Scarlet Blood Castle beyond a thousand li, in front of the steps of Byrne Cathedral, when the little priest is alone, Weber faces thousands of people listening attentively to him, for the Duke to go to Duanjieshan When praying with the believers of the Knights...
For some reason, he suddenly decided to change the "prayer words" he had already thought of:
"Yes, I will not hide from you— —I have asked myself thousands of times, do I really understand the idea of the Holy Cross, do I really believe that there is such a sacred thought that leads everyone?"
"Because if that is Really, then we will not get any happiness in this world. We should spend our whole life in suffering and self-condemnation; because we are born with sin, we are born with atonement; only the atonement can ascend to heaven."
"Really?"
Webber's expression was unprecedentedly serious, making the followers present with the same seriousness.
"Are all the good things in this world—family affection, friendship, love...just vain; pain, shackles, coldness, darkness...is the truth, and is the only way for us to ascend to heaven?"
"Do we have to admit that we are vulgar, and that our relatives and friends, and even ourselves, are just fragile, greedy and ignorant ants. Only those who are humble are eligible! Lie down under the light of the Holy Cross... to be saved? "
"If it is...it would be too cruel." Weber smiled bitterly: "That kind of cruelty, prayer, piety, faith...what's the point?"
"Can the Holy Cross be able to hear it? Can we hear the ant's yelling? Does the lion... really care about the deer's thoughts?"
"I don't think it is, I I think...for thirteen generations, all the things that have been advertised at Imperial Capital's Holy Cross Church are just a lie that people are willing to believe--yes, everyone is willing to believe that, because a lie...is always better than reality."
"If you donate your wealth, you can atone for your sins. If you don’t want to believe it, you can oppose it. If you don’t conform to your own ideas, you can abandon it. Drink the blessed wine and you can be blessed. It’s not so much catering to the doctrine as it is responding to those who believe in the doctrine for reasons."
"I know what they think, because I have experienced it personally, because I know that we are. Humble, fragile, greedy, ignorant ants...we are not worth saving."
With a wry smile, Weber shook his head: "How can we...how can we expect someone to save us?! Is it the Holy Cross? The doctrine and the sacred thought have not explained all this yet, should we still deceive ourselves to believe this absurd, ridiculous lie, and believe that one day the Holy Cross will descend from the sky and save the world?!"
"If there is that One day, I promise you that it will never be the day of salvation, it will only be the end!"
"We must understand that the real savior... will always be ourselves; see this world clearly, No longer waiting for the help of others, take the initiative to stand up and save your own people... to be saved."
"Pain, shackles, coldness, darkness...you escape from all this, then it is not worthy of being saved. Save; if you are willing to take the initiative and face it bravely, then you don’t need to be saved."
"Because you are saved."
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"Boom——————!!!!"
The rays of light flashed past, and the glaciers on both sides of the Blood Skeleton Valley shattered and shattered; roaring avalanches Rolled up the white waves, accompanied by the deafening loud noise, completed the "intersection" with the torrent of the monster army.
Almost instantaneously, large swathes of carrion demons were directly swallowed by the snow-turbulent avalanches poured down from high to low, turning everything visible into "white" .
The color of snow.
The entire army of monsters was rushed to pieces in an instant. Even the parts that were not affected by the two-sided avalanche were divided into pieces—like a smashed platter.
Of course, this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that through this time the avalanche has changed the terrain of the entire Blood Skeleton Valley-the central part has become a snow "severe disaster area", almost It was completely buried, so I didn't even think about it to climb up; the slopes on both sides of it were actually flattened by avalanches.
Although this kind of gentleness is only relatively speaking, this is great news for the defenders of the Blood Skeleton Valley-because first of all, they only need to guard the narrow slopes on both sides.
Secondly, such a gentle slope allows cavalry to pass.
"Are you all ready?!"
On the hillside, Lu Sien, standing at the forefront of the queue, held up the "Dragon Knight's gun" in his hand, facing the a The pair of vision is hot, and the fighting intents of Knight and Fiend are loudly shouted.
Although this is "plagiarism" when Loren Torino attacked Byrne Cathedral when he was in Scarlet Blood.
"Yes——!!!"
The uniform shouts echoed under the sky of Blood Skeleton Valley.
"Do you want to escape?!"
"No——!!!"
It is still tacit understanding and unabashed.
"Then follow me and charge with me——!"
The gray pupil boy who raised the dagger was the first to run towards the hillside before the words fell. And go: "Long live Loren · Torino——!"
"Long live Loren ·Torino————!!!"
The earth shook and the mountain quivered cry In the middle, the Byrne Knights launched a neat "fencing charge" and rushed toward the army of monsters that was already scattered on the hillside.
The carrion demons who were still gathering immediately noticed the movement on this side, and soon hundreds of moved towards the mountain slopes on both sides began to gather, screaming like ice cracks and charging towards Byrne Knights pounced.
The two parties who were also crazy, just so unobstructed and undisguised, they collided with each other with force with force.
"Boom——!!!"
Amidst the terrifying loud noise, Lu Sien, who was the first to rush down the hillside, has fallen deeply into the carrion demons. Surrounded by, the two-handed short swords were raised like a falcon spreading its wings.
Densely packed, dozens of carrion demons' body fragments flew around him-like water droplets falling into a waveless plane, splashing waves.
This paused for a moment, and was broken at the next moment; hundreds of cavalry who followed closely from behind rushed into the carrion array with him, and charged forward without stopping. Thousands of monsters "cut the waves and cut the waves"!
Hundreds of horseshoes ruthless trampled the carrion demons who were knocked to the ground, waving the long spear in their hands, maintaining a tight formation, and rushing in a deeper direction.
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"Loren Torino...our duke, my friend--I have seen the brilliance of faith in him more than once, I saw the Holy Cross use his hand to perform miracles that cannot be done by humans."
The look of mixed feelings appeared on the face of little priest Weber: "But...as everyone knows, ours Lord Duke is very enthusiastic about faith."
"He doesn’t often show up in churches. He rarely prays actively. He has not donated any money to the church; he never declares to others. His success and everything he got came from the blessing of the Holy Cross."
"So at the Holy Cross Church of the Imperial Capital, I said...How can such a person be saved?"
>Weber stepped forward slowly, looking at the pair of doubtful eyes firmly: "So I want to tell you, tell you devout believers of the Holy Cross, tell you a fact..."
"Only in this way... can we be saved."
Byrne Cathedral, never so deadly as this moment.
"Only no longer expecting miracles to appear in times of crisis, and fulfilling one's own mission in a down-to-earth manner, people...the ugly, humble, weak and helpless people can be saved."
p>Little priest said solemnly: "It’s not that God saves people... To God, everything in the world is the same. He will never favor something too much. He will only give us fair and equal opportunities!"
p>"Our duke, emperor...and many warriors, they are in Duanjieshan at this moment, in Eboden...on all the battlefields against the enemy, save yourself...save us."
"Therefore, I hereby appeal to everyone, to all the devout believers of the Holy Cross-keep your calm and faith, unite in the face of this difficult test, and stand up bravely;"
"Wars and trials are never confined to the battlefield and the edge of life and death; the efforts we make every day, every victory over ourselves, and every challenge to ourselves are part of this trial."
"We must accept this test, even if it is not what we want-because pain, shackles, coldness, darkness... is the truth and the only way for us to ascend to heaven. "
"Status, wealth, enjoyment... are all illusions, because we are all equal before the Holy Cross, no one is more noble than others; if there is a doctrine that states the status of people, it must be Apocrypha."
"For this reason, we should embrace suffering, accept challenges, live hard and meet death fearlessly-faith that has not been tested is worthless! "
"Let us pray, let us do everything we can to support their cause-if you are a farmer, please work hard; if you are a craftsman, please work hard Yes; if you are a businessman, please trade fair!"
"If so, under the watchful eye of the Holy Cross, we will be saved!"
"We... will definitely be able to Help yourself!"
The voice fell, and the crowds in front of Byrne Cathedral immediately burst into carnival-like shouts; people were crying, yelling, dancing and dancing; they blushed and were beaten by noses and tears. The collar was wet, and his expression was sincere and confused.
They opened their eyes wide, as if they had heard the gospel from the sky.
And in the valley of blood skeletons beyond a thousand li, the galloping horse Lucien is also stared wide-eyed, staring at the silhouette that rises from the army of monsters, resembling a giant dragon .
Or rather... "giant dragon" with only bones.
It's attacking him!