Chapter 1277
My Empire Chapter 1277
2020-12-07
Chapter 1277 1279 is not so braveIt is obviously impossible to conceal such a large-scale attack. Finally, after the god puppet army had almost killed all the sentries on the periphery, someone still discovered their existence.
"What's going on?! Enemy attack! Someone invaded!" A group of patrolling soldiers immediately shouted loudly when they found the corpse lying on the ground with bloodstains.
Although the sentries around them were basically cleaned up, the shouting still made the patrolling soldiers farther away vigilant.
"Who?" a Holy Sect soldier asked loudly when he saw a shadow.
Answering his question, was a Fireball Technique flying head on. This group of flames devoured the poor sentry at once, and suddenly made the entire battlefield noisy.
The soldiers who were burned by the flames let out hysterical screams, and his screams also made the Holy Sect army soldiers stationed in the barracks rush out of their barracks in a hurry.
"What's going on? What's going on? Who's shouting?" an officer-like figure came out of the barracks, frowned asking a soldier who passed by him.
The soldier was also at a loss, not knowing what was going on. But when the chief officer asked, he had no choice but to reply: "Sir, I don't know what happened."
"Let me tell you what happened..." Suddenly , beside them, a calm voice sounded.
The two looked towards the source of the voice and found a black clothed person with a mask standing beside them, holding a bloody long sword in his hand.
The officer of the Holy Sect Army subconsciously stepped back. He instinctively felt that the black clothed person standing beside him was a dangerous existence.
The soldier of the Holy Sect Army on the other side also reacted in the next moment, and instinctively wanted to draw out the long sword from his waist, ready to slash at the black clothed person who was speaking.
Unfortunately, when he reached out to touch the hilt at his waist, the black clothed person's long sword was already slashed with the sound of wind.
The soldier who went to touch the hilt of the sword was caught off guard and fell to the ground directly by a sword. And the Holy Sect officer who took the opportunity to retreat and drew out the long sword from his waist was also ready to fight.
"No matter who you are! Attacking the Holy Sect Army in Holy Sect City, you will have to pay the price!" The officer glanced at his soldiers lying in a pool of blood out of the corner of his eye, coldly. scolded: "Don't you want to live?"
"Strictly speaking, you are impossible to kill my body..." The god puppet also seemed to be a talkative type, and said with a smile After saying a word, he bullied him and launched a fierce attack.
The sword of the god puppet was so fast that the officer could only rely on his instinctive reaction to lay the long sword in front of him, trying to block the deadly attack.
The sword of the god puppet is so sharp, so sharp that even if the officer blocked his attack with his long sword, the magic wrapped around the sharp long sword was like cutting through tofu. In the same way, the officer's sword was cut open.
Before the Holy Sect officer could react, he felt himself flying into the sky. Then he saw a body without a head slowly falling down, with a severed long sword in its hand.
Eventually, the officer recognized the headless corpse as his own, just as his soaring head landed on the ground.
The next second, he lost his vision, and darkness struck, and he lost his consciousness.
At the same time, in the chaotic military camp, another god puppet raised his hands, and the two groups of strong winds like sharp blades chopped up several soldiers of the Holy Sect army that rushed over.
When several Holy Sect army soldiers with covered heads and sneaked away like a rat passed by a god puppet, their bodies were ignited into fireballs, and eventually turned into struggling ashes.
A flag representing the Holy See is slowly falling in the flames, the mask is engraved with the artistic font 01 of Chris' puppet Avatar, his hands are in the robes, along the most prosperous street in Holy Sect City, Step by step toward the Holy See Castle.
He looked at the Holy Sect army soldiers with spears who kept retreating on the opposite side with interest, waiting for them to summon the courage to launch a truly threatening attack on him.
Unfortunately, until he was halfway through, none of the soldiers of the Holy Sect Army who gathered more and more dared to step forward and stop him.
"What a bunch of timid guys." Chris' puppet Avatar stopped and instructed the puppet warriors behind him: "Go ahead, they don't want to come over, we Just go!"
Hearing his order, the god puppets who had been following him all pulled out the long sword engraved with magic inscriptions from their waists.
Without waiting for the other party to be ready, these agile, fast as lightning god puppets rushed into the Holy Sect army and started a bloody slaughter.
Amid the flying Fireball and the sharp wind blades, Chris's No. 01 puppet Avatar walked step by step to the Holy See Castle. And in front of him, there is no enemy who can stop him.
Those Holy Sect army soldiers and officers who wanted to step forward fell at his feet one after another. The blood of these people was like a red carpet that was deliberately laid for him.
"What you believe in are all false gods! Only the emperor of the Alanhill Empire is the True God who can save you! He should be your belief! He should be the only one you need to bow down and pray. Existence!" Chris' puppet Avatar announced loudly as he walked.
He seems to be a preaching monk, tirelessly preaching his own teachings to the fallen Holy Sect army remnants and the civilians who don't know what to do.
"Believe in him, and you will get rid of poverty and end your own poor life! Believe in him, you will be free, and you will no longer need to be humble slaves! Believe in him, you will have a better future, no need Waiting for the next life!" He walked, avoiding the heads of people rolling on the ground.
Hundreds of kilometers away, in the burning city, next to the collapsed building, the Pope, who had just confirmed that he was not injured, was looking up at the sky blankly, watching the plane go around in a circle. , and began to dive and attack the A-10 attack aircraft of the Flame Empire camp outside the city. I don't know what to say.
Faced with such a powerful enemy, the Pope does not have much confidence in himself. Even if he has the Heavenly God sword, he dare not say that he can win.
Even the moment he saw the blood all over his body, he realized that he was not as brave as he thought...
(End of this chapter)