Cataclysmic Transformation Chapter 522: The end of natural disasters

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"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Countless soldiers of the Holy Alliance swarmed into the Undercity, their hideous faces were covered with violent blue veins. They raised their butcher knives against the unarmed women and children, and one figure after another in black fell into a pool of blood. .

slaughter the city!

The most barbaric behavior among creatures, hundreds of years ago, no one thought that this scene was actually staged in the main city of the Scourge Church. The Scourge Church, which was once powerful, terrifying, and influential throughout the Omros Continent, encountered it. This ending.

The smell of blood permeated the city, and the sun seemed to hide in the clouds because he didn't want to see this brutal scene.

"Hoo...hhh...hhh..."

Ron was panting desperately, his eyes were red with blood, his soul power had been exhausted to the point of exhaustion, and around him, a corpse fell on the ground.

The whole army of Little Necromancers has been wiped out, and he is the only one left. No, not only Little, but the entire Undercity has no resistance, and all the strong have been exhausted.

"What to do? What to do now?"

Ron hid in a dark corner, relying on the dark side of the sun to hide his own figure. He watched the armored soldiers in the distance run by quickly, and he was at a loss.

Most of them are humans, as well as orcs and elves.

If this is a nightmare, Ron hopes he will wake up soon.

"Say...le..."

At this time, a faint voice came into Ron's ears. Although he wasn't quite comfortable with the name, Ron knew he was calling him.

In a corner, Ron found Captain Little who was seriously injured and fell to the ground.

"Head of Little Little!"

Ron wiped away his tears abruptly, and ran quickly to Captain Little. He saw Captain Little lying on the ground, his body fragmented, his lower body had completely disappeared, and his internal organs flowed out. There is no good meat in the upper body.

"Head of Little Little!"

Ron's tears burst out. Although Captain Little had been dissatisfied with him, Ron could feel Captain Little's care for him.

"Say...le..."

Captain Little opened his eyes with difficulty, with a smile on his face, "I can't think...you haven't...you haven't died...you can't think...you guy...usually So...lazy...at the critical moment...but the will is so...so strong..."

In this cruel war, one can never survive without a strong will. It has nothing to do with strength. Little knows this very well. He regrets it. Why didn’t he be strict with Thaler before? Learn something.

"Captain Little..." Ron choked into speech.

Little took a hard breath, flushing on his face, and speaking sharply, Ron knew that it was the last moment to come back.

"Syler...you run...The natural disaster church is...finished...flee here...get away...hide...don't show up again..."

"No! Captain Little! I want to take you with you!" Ron said, wiping away his tears.

"Don't be silly...boy, I...no more..." Little said, and he smiled hard, with blood dripping from the corners of his mouth, "You...boy...don't you always think about me The...weapon? Take it...take me...everything...run away...don’t...come back..."

At this moment Little held up the last trace of strength, grabbed Ron by the shoulder, and stared at him. "You are the most...the last...the undead...the mage...must...save your life...you have to...remember...the undead will not die...natural disasters...not...destroy..."

After Little said a word, his eyes became dim and his body fell weakly...

"I will... Captain Little... I will definitely kill... Protect yourself..." Ron put down Little's body and said slowly, his eyes full of determination.

Taking the red bone staff from Little's hand, and all the equipment on his body, stuffed it into his arms in an old-fashioned manner. While doing all this, a soldier of the Holy Alliance spotted him.

"Someone here!"

"Is a necromancer..."

"Kill him, this evil undead!"

"Kill!"

The Holy Alliance soldier shouted angrily, rushing over quickly, and the blood-stained sword greeted Ron desperately.

"Dead!" A fierce murderous intent flashed in Ron's eyes, and he waved his bone stick in his hand, letting out a icy breath.

"Frost Rising Star!"

"Boom--" With a sound of the ground, dozens of bodies flew up into the air, and when they fell to the ground, they had turned into a cold corpse.

After using Little's Bone Staff, Ron's attack power rose by another notch.

I saw him quickly summon the skeleton warrior, riding on its back, the skeleton warrior swinging his legs, and rushing out like an arrow from the string.

"Hurry up!..."

"Don't let him run..."

The soldiers of the Holy Alliance were shocked and angry, and shouted. Just now, more than a dozen Alliance soldiers' lives have been paid.

By this time, Ron has already walked far away...

……

Antonio walks slowly in the aisles of Undercity Avenue. Undercity, an ancient city that has stood for thousands of years, has now become a **** on earth, and the surrounding area has become a sea of ​​flames, but those raging fires cannot hurt To him.

Antonio looked at all this with satisfaction. From now on, the natural disaster church that has ruled the mainland for thousands of years will no longer exist, and his holy church will become a major force in Omros.

Of course, he will not forget that it is the divine shadow clone that can give him all this-Lord Michael, if it hadn’t been for Lord Michael on the main plane of order that he had been secretly supporting him and the Holy Alliance It is impossible to overthrow the natural disaster church.

"Your Excellency Antonio!"

At this time, a voice stopped him, but the priestess of the elves and the orc prince of the orcs also followed, walking quickly to watch the scene of Antonio killing Salimus, they Awe was in his eyes.

"It turned out to be the Lord Priest and Your Royal Highness!" Antonio smiled faintly, "I have done what I have done. I hope that both parties will keep their promises..."

The elf priestess and the orc prince looked at each other and sighed, "Of course!"

Antonio smiled and asked, "What's the matter with you?" A hint of arrogance flashed in his tone,

"That's it!" The elf priestess frowned. "The Undercity has been captured, and the natural disaster church has also been destroyed. I think we should restrain our army and stop the massacre of unarmed women and children... ...They are all innocent..."

"Stop the slaughter?" Antonio frowned, his eyes flashed with displeasure. At this time, a soldier from the Holy See hurriedly came.

"My lord, I found the mysterious basement of the Natural Disaster Church!"

"Mysterious basement?"

When Antonio heard it, his eyes lit up, he ignored the conversation with the two, and hurriedly walked in the direction the soldier pointed.

The elf priestess and the orc prince looked at each other, their eyes filled with helplessness, they had to bite the bullet to follow.

Slowly opened the door of the basement, a cloud of muddy air rushed in, and Antonio walked in quickly.

At this time, he suddenly discovered that this mysterious basement was actually the treasure house of the natural disaster church.

The dazzling array of gold and silver jewelry, rows of weapons, boxes of gold coins, and boxes of sobrieze coins that are so precious are enough to drive everyone crazy.

"Hahaha...hahaha...These things are mine, the treasures of the natural disaster church, the accumulation of thousands of years... are all my things..." Antonio was mad, strong in the sanctuary In front of the audience, he made no secret of his ambition.

"Come here, seal up all these things!" Antonio ordered loudly.

The eyes of the elves, the orcs, and all the allies who came over showed dissatisfaction. It was obvious that this Antonio would be eating alone.

However, frightened by the fierce power of the other party just now, they looked at me and I looked at you, but none of them dared to stand up.

"Report your lord, in a small room over there...found...a dark room, and...in the dark room...we found many books of heresy!" At this time, another soldier from the Holy See stepped forward. , Took a look at the strong people around, said hesitantly.

"Books?"

Antonio frowned. He picked up a book with a black cover and flipped through a few pages. He already knew that it was a notebook for studying undead magic.

These undead magic research notes that have accumulated thousands of years of wisdom are the most important wealth for the natural disaster church, and they are the crystallization of countless undead masters.

"It really is a heresy!" Antonio closed the book and threw it into the blazing fire. "Burn all these things!"

"Burn it?" All the strong can't help looking at each other. They know what it means to burn these things. If someone burns the brainchild of the elves, the elves will definitely find him desperately.

"Your lord Antonio, you mean, burn them all!" the elf priestess asked eagerly.

"Yes, none of these heresies are left!" Antonio nodded lightly. He glanced at the elf priestess. "Also, you just asked me to stop the killing. I personally think it's inappropriate. The heresy of the evil forces should be killed. Not only should the massacre not stop, but should be expanded..."

He waved a big hand, "The order is passed down, and in the future on the continent of Omros, there will never be natural disaster churches and undead forces. Once discovered, all the forces of the Holy Alliance will join forces to kill..."

"Those who dare to take in...kill!"

"The shelter...kill!"

"Those who sympathize with the Scourge Church...kill!"

"Practitioners of undead magic...kill!"

"Whoever owns heresy books...kill!"

"..."

"Kill...Kill...Kill..."

The **** "Kill" word stunned everyone. Looking at Antonio, whose face had become distorted due to his ferociousness, all the sanctuary powerhouses chose to escape in an interesting manner.

They knew that Antonio had offended the undead family a lot, and Antonio knew it in his heart, so he had to cleanse everything and prevent the undead family from resurrecting...

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