Glan Natural Science Academy Chapter 793: Invasion (below)

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"It's cold."

This is the first feeling that the clergy of the Temple of the Fallen Temple of Pamela came to this fringe place.

Compared with the four distinct seasons of the land where humans used to be on the star screen, the night land is maintained between 25 degrees Celsius and 35 degrees Celsius throughout the year, which is a tropical climate.

His Royal Highness the Lord of the Fallen Temple has eleven sub-temples, and Pamela is one of them.

At this moment, after receiving a notification from the Yamara war tribe for help, and the secret oracle that the great fallen **** personally descended on, the Temple of Pamela, after a short preparation for the descending ceremony, took this temple to be able to All the clergymen gathered rushed to the edge of the area between the Temple of Thousand Faces and the Temple of Depravity.

In this emergency trial mission, a total of more than two hundred clergymen were dispatched.

In addition, there are hundreds of derivative beasts.

This is also all the high-level clergy and warfare that the Temple of Pamela can dispatch temporarily. Each blood spawn is comparable to the third-level biological strength.

As for the Fanatic Guard, because of its speed, it was thrown far behind, and it took a while to rush to the destination.

The task time is urgent, and the senior priests can only move forward.

Most of them have more or less been blessed and sheltered by fallen gods.

This is due to the fact that the fallen **** is a new god. The prayers of the believers have not completely overwhelmed his spiritual consciousness, making him a humanoid weapon of law. Almost every once in a while, The oracle will come more or less, and even miracles will come personally.

But with the passage of time, the time of the Fallen God's arrival is undoubtedly getting shorter and shorter.

The high priest looked at the crow at the back of the team in blood.

This crow, with extremely dark and smooth feathers, no abnormalities, and a vigorous look, is riding on the back of a high-grade derivative beast, resting with closed eyes.

Suddenly.

The crow seemed to perceive the high priest's gaze, and it opened its eyes.

"I read fear in your eyes."

The High Priest of Pamela is a blood spawn in the form of a scavenging beetle, with three pairs of tentacles growing on top of his head. It’s hard to compete with the human Vatican anymore."

"But this is our home. Tell me, are you still willing to carry out your original promise to protect the fallen faith and dedicate everything you have?"

The crow stretched out its wings and took a few strands of snowflakes from the sky.

The white snowflakes on its feathers were contaminated into pitch black in a short time. Its eyes seemed to have corrosive mental power, degrading everything it touched and classifying it as laziness.

"I am willing to give everything for this."

Getting the beetle's answer, the crow nodded, very calm.

It does not have the emotional waves of the priesthood and blood, and even the emotion of facing death has gradually faded. This is the price of the prayers of hundreds of millions of believers and the power of law and divinity.

While enslaving believers with doctrines and beliefs, it will eventually become what the believers think of.

There are only a dozen kilometers left.

The priests of the blood evangelists can even perceive the energy field full of fierce oppression, as well as the creepy source of frost in the depths of the blood fog, the source of the law of frost, a huge giant peeking at the little things here Is slowly approaching.

But as far as the crow is concerned, the confrontation with the arrogant and powerful evil **** who broke into Fengyan without authorization has already begun.

The two sides are getting closer.

Finally.

With the emergence of two pure metal war kings with a length of more than ten meters, a row of pure metal war weapons of various shapes is like a solid city wall, blocked in front of many **** creatures, and they have begun to take shape when they look into the distance. Behind the forbidden magic circle, dozens of anthropologists stand high in the sky, guarding the ice giant who has been squeezed in half on the wind wall behind them. A pair of arms are doing their best to grasp everything in front of them, trying to get the back half of the body in too. Look like.

All blood becomes suffocation.

"Yamara..."

The peacock blood raven who took the painter's will to the fallen temple for reinforcements, witnessed the ruined blood nest, and couldn't help crying in mourning.

With such tears and emotions from the bottom of the heart, the clergymen who came along could not help but feel some sympathy.

Sympathy, what an extravagant emotion.

It is not easy to appear in these priests.

But for the fallen gods whose spiritual will is gradually being eroded by believers, they have already regarded the low-level blood creatures as the animals they raise when they become the law weapons to protect the believers. Devour the spirit and pray as food.

Therefore, it has hardly caused any emotional fluctuations in this blood nest that it has gathered for its own believers.

It's like looking at a stone, unremarkable.

"Break through the line of defense and guard the faith! This is when it is most vulnerable, and it is the best opportunity to defeat it."

A jet of black light suddenly soared into the sky.

The invisible ripples spread, and the fallen **** issues orders for a war of faith.

The law of depravity erodes the mind of every priest. They are willing to fall into perdition. In order to protect the faith in their hearts, they dedicate everything and launch a desperate charge.

Boom, boom.

The pure metal war weapon developed by Fladick makes dull footsteps on the ground.

The derivative beasts that are mixed with biochemical flesh and metal machinery are not to be outdone. The war weapons that the **** creatures once continuously strengthened to fight the Holy See angel war are now used to deal with scholars.

Blood-born clergymen, defying and not afraid of death, made the scholars guarding behind the temporary enchantment take a deep breath.

Pioneers need at least four or five hourglasses to fully enter the eye of the wind and exert their full strength.

Before this, she could not escape, she could only be used as a sandbag to be beaten passively.

Fortunately, most of the pioneers who have already come in have the ability to resist.

The only thing that makes them feel uneasy is that the soaring black smoke behind the blood of these priests, the divine breath that spreads in it, has far surpassed methods such as clones or sacrifices.

The air is full of malaise and non-decay.

So far apart, it is gradually eroding everyone's will.

Not only the psychological impact, but also the imprisonment of the energy magnetic field.

"From the nature of law, you should be the fallen **** of intelligence? Heh heh heh, it seems that my luck is good. There is a weakest mansion here. I can smell the weak from you. Breath."

[Ice Age] At this time, Di Jiana actually sneered jokingly.

Her unscrupulous mental roar made the first expedition to face the a little nervous low-level scholars who came to the divine residence to relax a little, and successfully angered the believers of the priesthood.

The positions developed by pure metal war weapons ahead are constantly falling.

But Dijana, who is still racing against the clock and trying to break into the Phoenix Eye, is not worried about this.

Different from the worries of the Big Three.

Dijiana is the pioneer who completed the growth and transformation in the second golden age of academia after the cataclysm of the wasteland.

She witnessed the academia rise up from the oppression of the Holy See, and lived in a new era with stronger adaptability in troubled times.

The former enemies, whether they are the Holy See or the wizards of the dark world, or the wall demon and superman, have either perished, or have been eliminated by the natural environment in the adaptive competition with scholars.

Therefore, Dijana is almost blind and fanatical about her self-confidence in the capital of outstanding scholars and the social system.

She is ready for the worst.

Even if it fails and fails to complete the blueprint for capturing the T genetic engineering, it will saturate the attack with fission-level radiation weapons to completely destroy this eye and stop continuing this primitive war mode.

Scholars are invincible.

She would not believe that the so-called T-number genetic engineering blueprint would allow these savage creatures to replicate the miracles of academia!

With such a plan, Dijana will not worry about the possibility of her failure next.

After all, the overall strength of this Fengyan is really not worth mentioning for the human academia after the second golden age of technology explosion.

"Sink into the darkness and fall into the abyss, I will see more clearly and chase the watch in my heart."

Doctrine and law, faint voice.

The crow's body is swelling continuously in the black light, and it is becoming more and more terrifying.

The law and coercion over the lower creatures, the divine body condensed by the tide of faith, is constantly releasing in all directions. The white snowflakes in the sky have also been stained with some black and gray, and even made a lot of relatively inferior. Pure metal war weapons began to show a slight sluggish delay.

The fallen **** is finally in the mortal world, showing its full body posture, releasing unparalleled power!

The crow shrouded in gloom, although only a dozen meters long, is even less than most legendary creatures, but the light of the law that is full of heart palpitations and sinking is undoubtedly a desperate stagnant water. , Overwhelming everything.

The tentative long-range attacks of the Guardian Scholars only caused ripples of black light.

"You are the future of the academia. The reason why you are recommended by the pioneers and deans of all parties to participate in this expedition, you should know your own value if you want to. You have a long-term future and are precious to the academia Wealth, so in the next war, I hope you can... survive the process of tempering and learning."

Dijana has noticed that the fallen **** is in the process of transforming into a law weapon.

It gradually reduced to the way its believers prayed, a machine without emotional consciousness.

As a weapon, the fallen god’s mood swings are pitiful, and battle is also the most intuitive collision. The only way to confront with the power of the law is to be rough, crude, and primitive for higher creatures, but for low As far as the creatures are concerned, it is full of overwhelming power.

Dijana has become more and more able to understand the advanced advantages that pioneers have when facing these divine residences that need the power of faith to support.

Rumble rumbling rumbling.

Ice crystal and black light, cold ice and degeneration collide.

The [Ice Age] Dijana who was stuck in the wall of wind can only use the power of law to confront the fallen **** head-on.

One party is supported by the tide of faith and has a steady stream of divine power to supplement.

The other side is to use more subtle rules to reduce energy consumption and maintain the magnetic field.

The battle lasted for a day and a night!

Affected by this, the corpses spread across the fields within several kilometers, and the ice is overflowing.

There were pits and icy gullies everywhere. Metal war weapons and derivative beasts were almost entangled after biting each other, and they were frozen in ice.

Finally.

As thousands of fanatics from the Temple of the Fallen arrived and joined in this singular and weeping war against the invading Cthulhu, the blood emperors finally made the invading Cthulhu pay a huge price, and finally ended in a disastrous defeat. Hit hard.

"Now starts now!"

Digana was weak and painful, unwilling to growl, and withdrew from the eye of the wind in embarrassment.

The fallen **** Crow, with the home court advantage and the support of the believers, guarded the eye of the wind.

The followers of the blood cultivator watched embarrassedly fleeing away from the ice crystal evil god. The void left in the wind wall is in the process of the powerful self-healing process of the wind eye. It is getting smaller and smaller and healed continuously. They cheered, celebrating this A great victory.

Although this victory was too tragic.

However.

"So, is it my turn next."

[Wujin Zhanbao] Diga, the black, high-temperature firebird that he transformed, was made of tungsten steel. Suddenly, he got into the slender bird's beak from the gap of the wind wall that had healed to the last gap.

Two flames spurted from the nostrils.

Such a change made the mad believers of the Fallen Temple panic for a moment.

There is still an evil **** outside?

How did they come one after another?

There is no support from the tide of faith here. Did they build the temple outside the eye of the wind?

This is impossible.

Incomprehension and doubt, scholars’ subversive mode of warfare made Xueyan feel deeply disturbed in their doubts.

Only the fallen god, which has been gradually weaponized, is gradually losing emotions, and at the same time losing the ability to think. It almost immediately launched an invasion of [Ujin Zhanbao] Tiga Resist the war~IndoMTL.com~ This time, the war lasted longer.

The war lasted three days!

But [Ujin Battle Soul] Tiga can do nothing more than that.

More and more blood gathered in the eyes of the wind, and they gathered here one after another. It tried to break through the wind wall again and again, and it suffered more resistance from the stronger thunder, even if it was the true blessing of the Wujin fire. After all, it is difficult to maintain the body.

After a sigh full of helplessness, it chose to leave sadly, admitting that the invasion had failed.

"Victory..."

"We finally won!"

This time, until the wind wall was completely healed, the **** people murmured in the sea of ​​volcanic corpses.

Tens of thousands of blood gathered here.

It's no longer just the mad believers and the clergy of the fallen temple. Almost all the blood-spreading tribes nearby have gathered. This is a life-and-death war between nations.

Even with the support of the tide of faith, the fallen god’s divine power is almost exhausted. It is too tired. This situation will undoubtedly accelerate the erosion process of its spiritual consciousness and become the purest weapon to protect the doctrine of believers. .

"Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie, it seems that the two of them are not lucky."

Suddenly.

In the distance of the Brood Forest, [Astrologer] The dark laughter came from the faint voice, once again breaking the celebration of the **** guardians.

Along with him, there are the King of Many Eyes and the low-level scholars who are responsible for guarding them.

The **** soldiers who were enthusiastically clearing the victory of the war looked at the depths of the turbulent blood fog, another group of invaders slowly approaching here.

The war for several days is too long.