Netheril Glory Chapter 940: Fire

Flames, flames, flames everywhere!

When the female priest carefully protected the statue of Attillon by using the magic shield, she looked back and watched the situation and was surprised to find that the church that was originally covered by the official magic shield had been devoured by fire. . ◢Щщш.sUimEnG.lā

Obviously, the existence of such a terrible attack on the core religious strength base of the Fulaira plane must be very unusual. From that moment, it is not difficult to see the means that suddenly came, instantly shattered the defense, unstoppable and imperceptible The horror of this attack-the disaster that is spreading everywhere in the broken church is not a broken rock or a sudden enemy, but a lot of strange orange fireworks beating between the walls and metal utensils.

These peculiar flames did not release billowing smoke or spread indiscriminately. They just bounced on the floor like a living creature, accompanied by a rock floor painted with decorative patterns. Cracked and broken, all the "naughty" fireworks began to scatter and randomly found the hurricane believers who were still in shock.

Then immediately, a terrible scene of horror was staged in the once quiet and sacred church!

When the priest apprentices who were still stunned were found, the lively flames suddenly increased their jumping speed. They rushed to the bodies of several priests like cats smelling fishy smells. All Apprentice-level defensive magic and even formal-level blocking methods have no effect in front of the fire. A total of hundreds of slap-sized flames in the dust are simply unprecedented freedom. It took less than a few seconds. These foreign terrorists are small The devil found his targets one by one in the church with the largest number of clergy.

Followed by.........as the torch was put into the fuel, as if the spirit was poured into the brazier, the flames of the instant deflagration completely swallowed the apprentice priests who could not even roll over!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The poor believers who instantly turned into a human torch are undoubtedly very miserable. Although the orange flame is so strange that it can ignore all the clergymen’s defensive means, its temperature and lethality seem to be not very strong. Therefore, the male and female priests who were licked by the fire did not turn into fly ash and died in the first place. On the contrary, they were still living in the pain of life and death.

The violent heat turned the believer’s skin into coke. The cracked eyes shed dried blood, and the priest apprentices rolling on the ground painfully tried to use any method to extinguish the flames of the body. But their efforts are destined to be in vain.........

Compared to enduring such torture, perhaps ordinary nuns who were killed by fragments have been lucky.

"Ah, it hurts too much, God, it hurts so much! Is this your punishment?"

"No, save me, I don't want to die, come and save me, the great hurricane god..."

"Fire! It's all fire! The flame will merge into the hurricane, and our souls will merge with the hurricane! Hahahaha, the great gods are coming to take us away!"

"........."

Many believers who burned their bodies with flames scratched their skin with their black fingers, and pieces of carbonized flesh were torn off. The dark blood continued to burn on the ground like hot oil, and the fanatics rolled over. He is exhausting the last will to pray for the salvation of the gods.

In this endless burning pain, the only savior they can count on is the Athuron, the hurricane **** they believe in!

"This... what the **** is going on? What the **** is going on! Why...who the **** did such a blasphemous act, and who dared to attack him with such terrible means?" The Church of the True God!"

The wide-eyed, blood-eyed pupils watched several apprentices who turned into torches and bounced and rolled like live fish grilled on carbon. The devout female priest almost shivered and used divine magic to summon the water to try to destroy the orange Flames.

Unfortunately, her efforts are useless, even if the formal priest has controlled the water element to cover half of the church hall, the blazing fire is still boiling in the water, and many believers on fire Still struggling to cry in pain.........

It was not until more than ten seconds had passed that the flames that burned the flesh, got into the internal organs, and burned the soul finally killed the tortured and appalling priest apprentices.

But so far... this incredible disaster is far from over.

I saw that believers who had turned into a charred black body still tumbling quietly among the summoned water elements. At the next moment, their heads burst like cracked watermelons. Afterwards, the blossoms that were not stained with a little blood and clean as before also jumped out of the black body.

Following this, these evil spirits that swallowed the "host" souls cleanly leaped to the new target, and the female priests who were controlling the water element in vain to form the walls were the second batch of One of the selected attack targets!

"No...this is a sacred church...you can't treat a priest like this".

Looking at a "human and animal harmless" even a slightly cute little flame easily penetrated the water element package and jumped towards herself, the female priest blocking the statue of Attillon could not help but widen her eyes in fear— —You know, she just saw the suffering of her apprentices before she died miserably. Most of the death methods are not acceptable even for fanatics.

"No... Don't come... The great hurricane god, your believer is calling your god's name, the sad profaner needs you to drop the punishment, and everything that dares to blasphemy will be hurricane. Torn to pieces, all unbelievers will... ah ah ah ah, don't ah"!

Oh!

The female priest chants the words of prayer desperately~IndoMTL.com~ Because at this time she is looking forward to the emergence of the great **** as never before, she also wants to spread the faith of the true god, she does not want to become coke in pain When she died, she knew that she could not defend the majesty of God, and knew that the spread of disaster could not be stopped. At this moment, praying to God had become all the efforts that a small formal priest can make!

However, it is a pity that sincere prayers did not get a response from the so-called "True God".

It took less than a second, and the "naughty" flames that suddenly increased in speed were contaminated by the believers of the Hurricane God, and then accompanied by the sound of a striking match, a "formal The "level torch" was born surrounded by layers of water...……

Under the weird flames, there is no difference between the professional-level professional and the apprentice-level professional, and the body of the female priest is unstoppably burned into coke by flames. It is integrated into the "new movement" of the wailing church.

Obviously, the initiators of the disaster that attacked the core church of the Hurricane God really don’t care about "God's anger" at all.