Rise From Doomsday Chapter 1608: Don’t be fooled (below)

In the dim church, the old man hanging on the cross closed his eyes and seemed to be asleep. The man kneeling below did not dare to urge him, but waited quietly.

The sound insulation effect of the church is very good, but the man has a deep cultivation, he can hear the fighting and screams on the street, and he believes that the bishop can also hear it. He didn't know what the bishop was thinking, but he believed that no matter what choice the bishop made, it would be correct and there would be no mistakes.

"Black-robed monk, how many people are in the church?" After half an hour, just when the man thought the bishop would not make a decision, the bishop suddenly spoke.

"There are 132 people!" The man immediately restrained himself. He spent most of his time guarding the bishop, but he knew everything about the church, big and small.

"Where is the white-robed monk?" the bishop asked again.

"28 people." The man replied, whether it is a white robe or a black robe, they all have their own missions. The white-robed friar was there to deal with these matters, to protect the safety of the church.

In the minds of ordinary people, there is only one church, but where there is sunshine, there will be shadows. In the churches of the Mayan Empire, many congregants died every year. The church will not announce these things.

"Let the black-robed monk go." The bishop said.

"...Yes! All of them?" the man asked in a low voice.

"Why?" The bishop saw the man's hesitation.

"There are three people who have reached the critical period of promotion!" The man said, the black-robed monk and the white-robed monk, there is a difference of one word, but the strength is very different.

A black-robed monk goes up one level to a white-robed monk, but many black-robed monks spend their entire lives and cannot break through. They remain black-robed monks all their lives.

"These three people can stay." The bishop seldom changed his mind, but he was still very tolerant of those with growth potential.

"Yes!" The man stood up.

"Wait—" the bishop said.

The man stepped back quickly, with an extremely respectful attitude.

"If Gandalf Russell continues to send people, you will also hand over the white-robed monk." The bishop said.

"Yes!" The man understood what the bishop meant.

…

When Liu Wei'an returned to the battlefield, he happened to see more than a hundred evolutionaries in black robes rushing into the crowd of zombies.

With a flash of the sword, the ogre's head flew up more than ten meters, turned around in a dozen circles and fell to the ground. It opened and closed its mouth a few times, and it was silent.

唰——

The evolutionary and the ghoul brushed past each other, and the evolutionary continued to kill other zombies, while the ghoul suddenly remained silent. A few seconds later, a bloodstain appeared on the ghoul's neck, with a click, The head fell to the ground, and it had already been severed.

A blinding knife flashed, the arms and legs of the hatred were all broken, and the heavy body of the hatred fell to the ground. He didn't die, but he couldn't hurt anyone anymore. His mouth still refused to stop, constantly Bite, pitting the ground out of a pit.

…

These men in black entered the crowd of zombies, as if they had entered no one's land. Wherever they went, the zombies were either dead, or their hands and feet were cut off, and they fell to the ground like human pigs.

Seeing the appearance of the man in black, the morale of the Ancient Moon City was greatly boosted. The expression of fear became excited, and they rushed forward screaming, forgetting death all of a sudden.

"Who are they?" Liu Wei'an asked.

"Black-robed monk!" The Northwest lame wolf heard the voice, only to realize that Liu Weian was by his side.

"People from the church?" Liu Wei'an asked, he felt a strong sense of faith from the black-robed monk.

"Yes, they are the executioners of the church. If the church wants to kill or eliminate someone, it will send black-robed monks to take action." Northwest lame wolf looked at the black-robed monk, obviously a little unnatural.

The remnant wolf mercenary group had dealt with black-robed monks before. When the remnant wolf mercenary group first came to the ancient moon city, they were quite arrogant and wanted to dominate the ancient moon city. Then, the black-robed monk made a move. A great battle ended with the Surrender Wolf Mercenary Corps surrendering with more than half of their casualties. In that battle, the regiment leader was injured.

Afterwards, the Canlang Mercenary Corps was also attacked and killed by black-robed monks from time to time. Members of the Canwolf Mercenary Corps can do bad things, but they can't go too far. It is because of the existence of this knife that the Canlang Mercenary Group can live in peace with other people.

The Northwest Lame Wolf encountered a crisis and was besieged by a black-robed monk. If it wasn't for luck, a demon zombie passed by and distracted the black-robed monk's attention. He would not be a Northwest Lame Wolf, but a Northwest Dead Wolf.

"Why are there so many masters in the church?" Liu Wei'an's eyes were so sharp that he could tell at a glance that the monks in black robes were all at the gold level.

The strength of these black-robed monks is uniform, and their skills and methods are similar. They give people the feeling that they are produced on an assembly line. However, these people in front of him gave him such a feeling.

"This is a mystery. Before the apocalypse, there were many powerful figures in the church, but there were not so many. After the apocalypse, a large number of monks in black robes suddenly appeared. No one understood what was going on." Northwest Lame Wolf said.

"Is there a master teaching skills?" Liu Weian thought of establishing a sect, but after thinking about it carefully, it was impossible. He often communicated with the head of Yang and knew that martial arts requires not only famous teachers and hard work , but also need talent, not to say that worship a good teacher, you will be able to learn good skills, nor does it mean that as long as you work hard, everyone can become a talent, a famous teacher, hard work and talent are indispensable.

It is easy for one or two people to gather three conditions, ten or eight is also possible, and there is even a probability of ten or twenty, but he does not believe that there are more than one hundred in one breath.

An ancient moon city cannot breed so many geniuses.

"Is the black-robed monk very loyal to the church?" Liu Wei'an asked.

"So far, I haven't heard of any monks in black robes betraying the church." Northwest Lame Wolf replied.

The black-robed monks have uniform clothing, almost the same moves, and even the expressions are surprisingly similar. The face is stern and the eyes are indifferent. The feeling of harmony is the same as watching the Hollywood blockbuster "The Matrix". They are all procedurally generated things, not human beings.

Liu Wei'an scanned Gandalf Russell. This person's mind was still a little wandering. He didn't even mention such important information. If it wasn't for the zombies that happened to appear, he had an idea and came up with a way to lure the snake out of the hole. If he didn't use the method, then he had already broken into the church, and suddenly encountered so many gold-level masters, even he would have to be in a hurry.

"The bishop has sent people to support us, don't be afraid, the bishop has been silently praying for us behind the scenes, the true God is with us, as long as we persevere to the end, we will be able to eliminate the zombies, the victory belongs to us. " Gandalf Russell's voice resounded throughout the ancient city of Half Moon.

Liu Wei'an somewhat understands that Gandalf Russell has been able to preside over the Ancient City of the Moon for so long. An ordinary person would definitely take the credit into his arms, but Gandalf Russell did not do this. He gave all the credit to the church .

The black-robed monk was like a fresh blood, which greatly stimulated the morale of the evolutionists and killed a wave of zombies. Infinite, the strength can never be used up, although no one can figure out what the reason is, but even if it is figured out, there is no way to reason with the zombies.

The physical strength of the evolutionaries dropped significantly, and the balance was slowly equalized by the zombies. If it was just like this, with the black-robed monks, they could still hold on for a long time. However, at this moment, Gandalf Russell Injured, he is the lord of the city, and he is also the most powerful person present. He fought against the golden zombies alone, making it impossible for the golden zombies to kill. But now, he is injured, and the golden zombies rushed past and killed the black-robed monk among.

The extremely sharp nails passed by, and two heads flew up, that was death. The expression of the black-robed monk was still indifferent, as if they had no other emotions except indifference.

The golden zombie turned a blind eye to the black-robed monk's scimitar, and suddenly approached him. The black-robed monk wanted to back off, but how could he have time? As soon as the body tightened, he had already been caught, and then his neck became cold, and the aorta had been bitten by the golden zombie. The blood flowed like a tide, and the strength of the whole body also flowed like a tide, and with it, there was still life.

Puff——

I didn't see the golden zombie make a move at all. There was already a steaming heart in his hand. The machete of the black-robed monk beside him was raised above his head, but he couldn't cut it down. He fell slowly, with a hole in his chest , gurgling blood, the smell of blood stimulated the nearby zombies to become more excited.

Many attacks of the golden zombies are against physics, especially the horizontal movement, which is as fast as lightning. Many evolutionaries suffer from this aspect. Normally, power is conserved. A backward force, manifested in human beings, is the bending of the knee joint, with the retreat as the support point, and explosive power.

The golden zombie doesn't need it. Its feet don't bend and are straight and stiff from beginning to end, but it can move horizontally, as if someone is pulling them with a rope.

In a few breaths, more than 30 black-robed monks have already died of blood. The scimitar of the black-robed monk slashed at the golden zombie, leaving a shallow mark. It couldn't cut through the golden zombie's body like it did when dealing with ogres and ghouls.

It can be seen from this that the red liquid smeared on the scimitar is not a panacea. It is effective against low-level zombies, but it has limited effect against top-level zombies such as golden zombies.

The battle is still going on, and the black-robed monks are advancing one after another. Soon, the casualty rate exceeds half. According to ordinary people's psychology, if the death rate is so high, they will definitely feel fear and fear, and then hesitate to retreat, but the black-robed monks Without such a mentality, their eyes are firm, their expressions are indifferent, and they will never turn back.

"Dead man!" Liu Weian thought of this kind of person, as long as they can complete the task, they don't care about sacrifice. Another point is that the black-robed monks are very quiet. When attacking, they will not shout to intimidate the target. Before dying, they will not scream. It gives people the feeling that they are quiet from birth to death.

When Gandalf Russell led the golden zombie to the black-robed monks, he hid aside and bandaged the wound. It seemed that the injury was not serious. Liu Weian could tell at a glance that what he suffered was only flesh wounds. The blood in his mouth was forced out by himself.

There are more and more corpses on the ground, most of them are human corpses, and there are relatively few zombie corpses, but there are quite a lot of zombies with missing arms and legs.

Liu Wei'an discovered another very interesting place. The Ancient Moon City also has a logistics force for collecting corpses, but they don't collect their own corpses, nor do they collect corpses of zombies, but collect living zombies, that is, Zombies with missing arms and legs, tied with ropes, quickly left the battlefield.

A small part of these support staff are low-level evolutionists, and a large part are ordinary people. I have to say that they are quite courageous.

"Where did they get the zombies?" Liu Wei'an asked.

"Church." The Northwest Lame Wolf replied, "Send the zombies to the church, not only can you get paid, but you can also get the blessing of the true god."

"Which aspect is protection worth?" Liu Wei'an asked.

"...Spirit!" Northwest Lame Wolf replied.

When there were only forty or so of the more than one hundred black-robed monks left, another group of people rushed out on the street. , the expressions and eyes are similar, the only difference is the aura, the aura of the white-robed man is too powerful.

"White-robed monk!" The northwest lame wolf was taken aback, "There are so many!"

"Huh?" Liu Weian looked at him. new

"As far as I know, the number of white-robed monks in each city is between 10-12. Because the ancient city of Moon is relatively large, there are a few more people, and it has remained at about 15-16. That's it." Northwest Lame Wolf said.

"28 people, almost doubled." Liu Wei'an said.

"The church has regulations. The number of white-robed monks cannot exceed 20. If it exceeds, it is a violation of the teaching, unless..." The Northwest Lame Wolf suddenly thought of a certain possibility, and his face instantly became ugly.

"Unless what?" Liu Weian stared at him closely.

"Unless the bishop breaks through ~IndoMTL.com~, the number of white-robed monks will not be limited." Northwest Lame Wolf said.

"What does breakthrough mean? What is breakthrough? Force value or something else?" Liu Wei'an asked in detail.

"I don't know. I'm not qualified to join the church. I don't understand many things about the church. It's just hearsay. The bishop after the breakthrough is very powerful. As for how strong it is, there is no clear statement." Northwest Lame Wolf road.

"There are so many surprises. It seems that this cardinal is not simple. He should have seen through Gandalf Russell's mind. From the black robe to the white robe, then he himself is probably unwilling to show up. , What is on the white robe?" Liu Wei'an asked.

"There are two temple knights in the church, but one of them has been patrolling outside for a long time. Generally, there is only one person stationed in the church." Northwest Lame Wolf replied.

"Temple Knight, do you have a horse?" Liu Wei'an asked abruptly.

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