The Devil’s Cage Chapter 33: Betrayal
The voice is cold and ruthless, just as the death in front of you is just the most trivial thing.
Even...
The number of deaths has long exceeded ordinary people's imagination.
"Yes."
The heralds encased in black armor responded.
The remaining soldiers stood beside youngster, each of them breathed formidable, which was no less than the knights of the temple.
No!
More formidable!
At least, among the temple knights, few people can wear full body armor with with no difficulty, carrying great sword with their hands, and the speed of running horses.
That is only achieved after the perfect combination of power, Stamina and speed.
Of course, the most important thing is the hate in their breath.
Like a ghost.
Another example is evil spirit.
It makes people shudder when they see it, but compared with the youngster in Chinese clothes, this kind of breath is a little witch.
Almost under the hatred of qualitative, the original elegance of youngster is distorted.
All that remains is gloomy and cold and Hao.
A little bit tyrannical.
He wants to "return" everything he has done experience | meeting with to those talents.
Otherwise...
How can he be reconciled.
youngster raised his right hand and waved it gently.
Suddenly, the soldiers who had been waiting for a long time charged.
Different from those monsters that look like formidable but have obvious weaknesses.
The soldier in front is the trump card of this team.
Compared with monsters, the inferior strength, coupled with the prohibition of orders and fearlessness of monsters, makes them especially scary.
Dang!
The black two-handed sword slashed **** the shield.
Huge power, a continuous influx, makes the shield bearers tremble, but the opponent gritted his teeth and never died.
The comrade-in-arms around the opponent suddenly thrust a spear from the gap of the shield, and it was stuck in the gap of the armor of the black soldier.
But...
dīng!
In the sound of a metal clash, the spear not only did not pierce the body of the black soldier, but was caught by the black soldier with his backhand.
Next, pull hard.
Boom!
The soldier holding the spear directly hit the shield of his own person, and the soldier holding the shield apparently did not expect this, and was trying his best to resist the opponent with the black giant sword on the shield. The position is messed up, but what's worse is that the black giant sword that has been pressed against the shield is raised at this time.
Suddenly, the soldier holding a shield and a spear rolled out like a gourd rolling on the ground.
A breath appeared in the airtight square!
No one thought that before the temporary defense of the temple team, this phalanx of soldiers that had resisted monsters for a long time was cut into a gap when they collided with this black team.
And, soon, more words appeared.
The black soldier ignored the two soldiers who rolled to his feet, and the whole person rushed over before the phalanx was closed again.
Shoot!
The arrows were shot from the cracks of the square array, and each shot hit its body. A dozen arrows made its charge stop.
There can be more than one black soldier.
When the archer in the phalanx was attracted by this black soldier.
More black soldiers hit the square.
They may use the method just described, with no difficulty to tear a hole in the square.
And again, simply use brute force.
Regardless of rushing up, hitting the shield.
Dang! Dang Dang!
Compared with skill, this power is more frightening.
The entire phalanx quickly shattered.
The War Temple knight who temporarily took over the combat command waved the signal flag in his hand without hesitation.
Immediately, the temple knights on the right side of the entire battlefield have been detoured, raising their spears in their hands. They are ready to use their charge to solve this black and weird soldier team to relieve the pressure of the square.
However, they haven't waited for them to charge.
Suddenly there was a bulge with a watermelon size on the ground at the foot of the horse.
"Be careful!"
Bang, bang!
Buzz!
The knight’s leader reminded loudly, but the words hadn’t fallen, and the bumps burst out, and countless flies flew from it, instantly covering the knights.
With a breathing effort, the war horses and knights that were shrouded were sucked into a dry corpse.
"Disperse! Fire oil attack!"
The knight leader shouted again.
The knights took a bottle of kerosene from the saddle, lit it, and threw it at these flying flies.
Boom! Boom!
Blasting again and again.
The flies quickly scorched.
The crisis quickly resolved.
The only thing that can be lifted is the cavalry team here, where the phalanx is already in jeopardy.
The original overall phalanx has been divided into two at this time, each besieged by no fewer than their black soldiers.
Everyone can see that the phalanx is broken soon.
"Alas."
In a sigh, the Harvest Temple High Priest with only one arm remaining stood up.
His eyes swept over the civilians behind him, and he watched the **** soldiers and knights slowly walked out of the fortifications.
When he left the fortification, there was a bunch of golden wheat in his hand.
The ears are full and the ears of light are flying like dandelions.
They fell on their own soldiers and knights, exhausted and injured after a long battle, and all of them became energetic.
They landed on local soldiers and monsters, and immediately they were extremely heavy, pressing them like mountains.
Crunch, crunch.
Boom!
The gravity on their bodies makes their bones moan and their muscles begin to tear. When they reach a limit, their internal organs begin to break.
Some, simply the whole body exploded.
"Did you finally give up?"
Huafu youngster looked at High Priest of Harvest Temple and couldn't help sneering again and again.
Similarly, under such unobtrusive gaze, High Priest of Harvest Temple also reached Intuition.
However, when I saw the Chinese suit youngster, a shock appeared in High Priest's eyes.
"Reyweize?!"
"How are you?!"
In the unbelievable words, Harvest Temple’s High Priest stepped in.
He is no stranger to the Chinese suit youngster in front of him.
Or, every abundant harvest celebration was assisted by Music Temple, and he was very impressed by the flute and harp performance of youngster.
Especially that flute Divine Comedy!
The other party is the first person who can play.
There is no doubt that the other party will be the future High Priest of Music Temple.
But when he evacuated before, the other party disappeared.
Everyone thought that the other party was unfortunately experience | meeting with.
The scene in front of me is telling High Priest of Harvest Temple that things are not as simple as they thought.
Just...
Is this important?
This is the battlefield!
The battlefield where you die!
The High Priest takes a deep breath of Harvest Temple moved forward again, and the golden wheat ears in his hand waved more heavily at the place where Reyweize was located.
Great gravity suddenly appeared!
That is the power from the earth!
"The life you conceive will be owned by you!"
The High Priest of Harvest Temple plays loudly.
At this moment, that kind of gravity has more than doubled in an instant, and it has already gone beyond the so-called ‘gravity’ category.
The earth is selfless. It allows crops to absorb nutrients from the soil, grow and mature, bringing the joy of abundant harvest.
The heartlessness of the earth, every breath and trembling will rob uncountable lives.
Every life carries countless thoughts, sorrows, and roars.
The combined weight of them is unbearable.
It's more irresistible.
Because that is the throbbing of the soul.
But...
Reyweize's sneer did not converge.
Even the expression on his face has not changed.
"Do you think this will work for me?"
"Or are you arrogant enough to think that I am here to fight you?"
"I am waiting for you to be right!"
"But you are by the way!"
In the sarcasm, Reyweize raised his hand to Harvest Temple High Priest.
Black filled with hate, turned into substance!
Like a javelin towards Harvest Temple High Priest.
The golden brilliance that bloomed from the ears of wheat was like paper, and it shattered directly when it was touched by the black javelin.
Harvest Temple’s High Priest stared at both eyes.
He couldn't believe everything in front of him.
How is this possible?
How can Divine Power be defeated by mortals?
The doubt appeared in the heart of Harvest Temple High Priest, but his movement was absolutely not slow. As soon as his body flashed, he avoided the black javelin.
Then...
Golden wheat ears in the hand, facing the black javelin passing by, severely cut off.
In the distance, the sarcasm in Reyweize's eyes is more intense.
And in this sarcasm, there is a trace of expectation.
Boom!
The golden wheat ear hit the black javelin, and the black javelin shattered immediately in the dull sound.
Harvest Temple's High Priest is not long let out a long sigh.
"Sure enough, the power of Lord God will not fail."
"Before it was just because of some coincidence."
"will not appear again in the future..."
The idea of deceiving yourself hasn't completely dissipated. Harvest Temple High Priest saw a sudden burst of black appearing on the golden wheat ears.
Shallow, misty black.
It spreads like a plague.
In the breath, half of the golden wheat ears were infested with black.
Harvest Temple High Priest changed his face, and he subconsciously instilled his own power into the golden wheat ears to resist the black infection.
But before Harvest Temple High Priest has acted, the bunch of golden wheat ears flew out like this, flying like a meteor to Far Away Place!
The golden wheat ears escaped?
No!
Accurately, God of Harvest escaped!
As Holy Tool of Harvest Temple, no one who can use golden wheat ears has more than three people in the whole temple, but there is only one who can rob Holy Tool from Harvest Temple High Priest: God of Harvest.
Harvest Temple's High Priest looked at the golden wheat ears that would soon disappear in Far Away Place. The whole person's face was pale and his eyes were bleak. After shaking his body several times, he fell to the ground.
The knights and soldiers who were ready to continue fighting at the previous moment were as if the spine had been drawn, with no morale.
In the fortifications, a low cry came.
This time, it is no longer a child.
Instead of their mother.
Even when faced with monsters, these women who were just panicked but never had other negative emotions cried at this time.
Because, they were abandoned.
Abandoned by the gods who have always believed that they will be backed and have been sheltering them.
Is there anything else in the world that is more sad than trusting an existence wholeheartedly and then betrayed by this existence?
No.
When the trust collapsed, life seemed to be destroyed.
Reyweize has experienced this time.
So, at this time, he--laughed out loud.
"Hahaha Hahaha!"
"Yes! Yes!"
"That's it!"
"It's this pain and despair!"
Huafu youngster smiled forward and back, laughing breathlessly, seeming to see the most joyful scene in his life.
However, the words are more and more cold.
It's like a cold wind blowing from the extreme north.
Terrifying.
"You are just experiencing everything I have ever experienced-the first part of it!"
"Relax!"
"I will let you fully experience everything I have experienced!"
"No one will have less!"
"First..."
"Start with you!"
Reyweize looked at High Priest of Harvest Temple~IndoMTL.com~ He strode forward.
The High Priest of Harvest Temple sat there, as if unconscious, even if he saw the looming snake scales on the Reyweize wrist, he was indifferent.
When God of Harvest fled, this not stupid High Priest guessed what.
And now?
Facing the cruel truth.
I just hope everything will end soon.
The palm of Reyweize rested on the top of Harvest Temple High Priest, and the looming snake scale began to spread rapidly.
From the wrist, keep walking along the palm, and...
It is Harvest Temple High Priest's scalp, forehead, both eyes, nose.
Snake scales are like creeping bugs, turning inward little by little.
Swallowing everything inside little by little.
"Ahhh Ahhh!"
The uncontrollable screams rang from the mouth of Harvest Temple High Priest, who was still walking.
And this is why Reyweize didn't choose the other party's mouth.
He wants to hear the screams of the other party.
Just like him at the time.
Only the screams of others can heal the pain in his heart—the pain of self-esteem, shame, and the combination of Wrath.
Every time, it made him feel sad.
Every time, it makes him look back.
It's like a burning sensation that rises from the body all the time.
Fortunately, the screaming in my ears made this burning feeling subside slightly.
Reyweize closed both eyes.
He wants to enjoy this moment slowly and fully.
Yes...
The burning sensation appeared again in the moment he closed his eyes, in a stronger way than ever before.
Subconsciously, Reyweize opened both eyes.
Boom!