Cthulhu Gonfalon

Yan Xiong does not like to fight, really, this must be emphasized.

If you can, he actually likes to live safely, sunbathing, telling jokes, and accompanying believers to toss, just like a person who has nothing to worry about and has no ideals and pursuits. As soon as I passed, my life will pass... Oh, his "lifetime" may be longer, but it doesn't matter, it's just like this.

Although he is a passer-by, he has wonderful and powerful abilities, but he never really thought about fighting the battlefield. He didn't think about punching Nanshan and kicking the North Sea. He didn't think that he would be invincible. Even if it is not the needs of his followers, he is too lazy to establish the church, let alone the holy place.

To be honest, he is actually a person who is not suitable for being a "protagonist" because he lacks the idea of ​​"changing" and he has reached the extreme.

... Who told him that he is not a hero who is ambitious, but a small citizen who always looks at his own one-acre three-point land.

However, he does not cause trouble, but things will come to him.

For example, this time, it can be said that "there is a sitting in the closed house, and the disaster comes from heaven." First, the Shadow Demon, a neurotic stupid bird, attacked and destroyed the temporary villages of his followers, killing a large number of believers, and even one of the first core personnel who followed him first, contributing greatly to the church building process. Satan was killed.

When he finally broke the neuropathy, he had not had time to chase after the shadow world, and grabbed the souls of Satan and other believers. The goddess of the ocean made nerves again, trying to catch him to the kingdom of God, and he did not know that he was going to kill. Still have to be jealous.

Mouth! This crazy woman is a Western Queen! Even if she is willing to be a **** Lafayette, Xiongge is not interested in playing Xiao Anzi Xiaozi!

With a scream, the fist of the giant jellyfish ushered in the fist of a huge water element, and the power was infinitely powerful.

The seabed was a moldy, and the violent torrents almost all the things that could be rolled up, and the sediments on the bottom of the sea were swept around, turning a large piece of sea into a black-yellow turbid stream. Among the turbid streams, the four huge figures are opposite each other, murderous.

"Heam Sala, this time we have to fight side by side!"

"I, kill Timsar, then, support you."

"it is good!"

On the other hand, the Ocean Goddess also had some tactical considerations. He ordered Timsar to entangle Heimsala and wait for himself to kill the big jellyfish who didn't know how to live and die, and then help him kill Heimsala.

Then the battle became two pairs of people playing separately. Heim Sala died of Timsar, the incarnation of the majestic sea goddess.

There is nothing fancy or temptation in this battle, and the two sides have gone out of their way. The four behemoths are intertwined, the anger and the gust of wind collide with the shadows and undercurrents, and the giant jellyfish wrestles with the huge water elements.

In the dark and turbid deep water, it is impossible to see the battle between the two sides. It can only be seen on the turbid sea surface that is like boiling. The black and yellow turbidity is spreading continuously. From time to time, a fierce roar from the bottom of the sea erupts, and the sea water is blown up. Like the waves of a hill.

At the same time, the original only gloomy sky has been completely shrouded in dark clouds, and the black pressure has become like a night. The squally winds mixed with the tides sweeping the sea and land, and the grass trembles trembling, blowing the people and animals standing unsteadily, and blowing all the wise creatures into the heart.

The other side of the battle has gradually reached a climax.

The goddess of the swamp is attached to Sheehan. With this, he has already done countless hands and feet, and he is able to give full play to the body of strength. He played the wind and the water, and the poisonous mist and the horror monsters of the divine power are endless. My own skills have been fully realized.

On the other hand, the goddess of harvest, although angry, also reduced a lot of divine power. After all, the body of Joseph's lord is not very suitable for God's descending surgery. In a short period of time, the channel formed by the devout faith can be continuously sent to the divine power. Not only can it be played with the swamp goddess, but it can even occupy some advantages. Together with He Li, who forcibly transformed the divine creatures, and the survivors of various organizations, a fierce attack not only defeated the swamp goddess, but even his god, the huge mucus was killed. .

But behind this brilliant record, it is the overdraft of the power that His church can use. After this wave of storms and storms, He Li’s soul gradually dissipated, and the body of Joseph’s lord gradually collapsed. On the contrary, the swamp goddess, after supporting the difficult time, the power of somehow has improved a lot. Under the circumstance, the harvest goddess gradually became unable to stand up.

The people in the fierce battle did not know that just now, in the residence of Sheehan, a cruel blood sacrifice was held in the Swamp Goddess Church, which was completely controlled by this place. Sheen’s wife and two children all became sacrifices, and a group of carefully selected Riley family branches prepared in advance, blood flowing into the river, crying and mourning echoed in the house, just like hell. .

As a **** of evil, the swamp goddess played its own advantage in "sacrificial offerings". As for what is wrong with the heavens, for these evil gods, He is the heaven, and He is the reason! Believers sacrifice for themselves, and mortals are dedicated to themselves, not taken for granted!

On the other hand, the "influence" advantage of the good gods has not been fully realized. Originally, in accordance with this situation, a large number of believers should be assembled to pray together to provide emergency assistance to the gods. The swamp goddess is the most devastating massacre, killing the devout believers almost, and thus he is not satisfied, and he has used the plan agreed with the sea goddess to make the nearby seas urgent. Aggregate, launched an invasion into the city of Gals, forcing residents to abandon the city and flee.

Are the people in the flight gathering together to pray together? of course not.

Therefore, the goddess of harvest can only rely on the constant flow of power from the kingdom of his own country to support the battle here. However, although his power is strong, the passage for transmitting power is not strong enough, and it is gradually collapsing.

In this case, the discerning person knows at a glance that the defeat of the goddess of harvest is almost irreparable.

But apart from the people in the square, there is no one at all concerned about the battle between the two gods. Everyone’s attention has been drawn to the brutal war that is erupting in the port.

Unlike the attack of the last tentative nature, this time the sea has moved. Countless fishmen followed suit and stepped on the same kind of body. By slaughtering a large number of fishermen's sacrifices at the rear, the fisherman priests displayed a collective violent technique, and every fisherman on the front line was covered with a demon red light, even if faced with a sword. Even often, he is arrogantly thrown up, clinging to the weapon while he is running through the body, and giving his companions the opportunity to attack.

In the face of such attacks, the Gals Haiphong and the adventurers suddenly increased their pressure and suffered heavy casualties. If it wasn’t for the bravery, one person and one sword whistling and coming, rolling up a violent storm, and forcing the fisherman’s violent offensive force with his personal bravery, I was afraid that the entire front had already collapsed.

But even so, their situation is already at stake. From time to time, some people were thrown down by the fish, and then a group of fish people rushed in all directions, weapons and even teeth together, with a short scream, only a fleshy body.

The temporary commander of the Gals Haiphong Army, the old sergeant who had been white for a little while, was thrown down by a group of fishermen and never stood up again.

"Get out of the way!" Lei roared, the long sword is like burning, bursting with hot white light, this is the fulfillment of fighting spirit, only the strong people who step into the legendary field can display it.

In the fierce battle, unconsciously, he has already taken a small step forward, almost completely crossing the threshold and stepping into the realm he has always dreamed of.

But he didn't notice it at all. At this moment, his spirit has been completely placed on the fierce battle. All he wants is killing and killing. Everything else has not been considered.

Fish man? kill!

Fishman Warrior? kill!

Fishman Priest? kill!

Fishman Chieftain? kill!

Fishman... Hey, this is not a fisherman, it is a sea monster that changes its usage into a fisherman.

Just kill!

The sword light flashes and the fighting spirit burns. He is like a **** of war, and he runs on the battlefield. There is no enemy in front of him.

Not to mention the various fish people, even those who are disguised as fish-like people, are equally vulnerable in front of him.

Gradually, his whole body seemed to be burning, the light condensed on him, and even more strange breeze blew on this **** battlefield, coming from him in all directions.

"When!" A bell rang, echoing in the ancient temple.

This is the ancient temple in the center of the mainland, the oldest in history, and the shrine dedicated to the royal family.

Since the **** night fifteen years ago, the original temple has become deserted. With the stagnation of these years, the old-fashioned main sacrifice has become more old. In recent years, the age of the old dragon has been revealed, and there is not much time.

He sat quietly in the hall, silently recited the scriptures and prayed to the gods of faith. At this moment, the bells were heard, and the dimly lit eyes suddenly flashed a glimmer of light and stood up.

Turning around and seeing, an ancient clock hanging on the side wall is no wind and self-sounding, and a strange pattern gradually emerges on it.

That is not a pattern. It is a text that only the priests know. It belongs to the text of the ancient civilization that has long since passed away. Their gods are left behind, symbolizing the words of the great kingdom.

"Lee...ang..." The old priest read the word with some hesitation, trying to remember which name is the strongman of today's royal family.

After a moment, he shook his head and was a bit stunned.

Because of the massacre, the eagle's descent has been dying in recent years, and there are not many strong ones who can get the hand. I can touch that line and see that I have to cross the limits of mortals. I don’t think of it when I think about it.

Maybe... not those who have been active in recent years, but some predecessors who are seclusion?

He thought about it again.

Suddenly, his body jerked and he widened his eyes in surprise, revealing an unbelievable look.

He ran up, his steps were so fast that he couldn't see a little old-fashioned.

After a while, he came to the book room, started a magical array, and entered a secret room.

That is the place where the temple is truly top secret. Only the historical sacrificial offerings can be known from the gods in prayer. The main sacrifice of each generation must keep this secret until it dies, or even tell anyone.

Inside the chamber is a dark void, a small light floating like a little starlight, surrounded by him.

It used to be a star fire, like a starry sky. At this moment, there are only a few rays of light. Even the old eyes are dim, and you can clearly count the number at a glance.

But he did not pay attention to the lights in front of him, but looked at the corner.

In a dark corner, a small light is quietly shining.

The old man reached out with some nervousness and touched the light with magic.

The lights became bigger, reflecting a proud and upright, full of vigor.

"Sure enough, you!"

The old man smiled silently, his face full of gratifying colors.