The Dean Has Arrived Chapter 765: Silver Blood Catastrophe, the Holy Grail of Life

"Everyone will go to the nearest weapon store and get the "old" weapons to prepare for the battle! This is not a joke! Repeat it again! This is not a joke! 』

The booming explosion sounded everywhere, and the old village chief’s voice amplified by the element of wind seemed particularly faint.

"Who would think this is a joke..."

A young man was hiding behind a haystack, and the explosion just happened not far from him. As a result, his head is now covered with mud and dusty face. Fortunately, he was not injured. ;"Net" novel chapters are updated fastest

He holds a dung fork in his hand. As a young man who was not selected for the self-police team, he does not have an exclusive weapon. Compared with a hoe, obviously the dung fork looks a little more harmful. .

What's more, he didn't even have a chance to find a weapon when he was still stacking the haystack just now.

"What do you mean by the "former" weapon..." There was a bruise on his body, and the silver blood oozes slightly, but it quickly disappeared without a trace.

Rapid self-healing, this is the unique ability of the silver blood clan.

No actions or spells are required. Some of the better people can even master the Sùdù and the degree of self-healing, but most people's self-healing ability is still passive.

Of course, this ability is not a bad thing in general.

Just as he muttered softly, a golden light flashed in the sky, and the Life Hall not far away was blown to ruins.

He held his head and prayed in his heart that the goddess of life would see that he would not let the bricks blown into his head because of his pious worship in the past.

It doesn't matter if the prayers have worked, although a lot of rocks the size of a soup pot flew up to him. But none of them really hit him.

"Are those things in the sky the angels mentioned in the book? Why are they attacking us?"

Seeing that an angel seemed to be approaching here, the teenager thought it might be better for him to leave here soon.

While he was still considering whether it was safer to run to the bell tower insurance of the police force or the basement of the village chief’s house, the angel seemed to have spotted him and waved the golden long sword in his hand at him from a distance.

Although it is not comparable to the "Dawn" sword in the hands of the archangel with two pairs of wings, the standard weapon of the angel also possesses very powerful power.

The sword light seemed to have turned into a golden cannonball, blasting towards the young man who was caught off guard!

Sorry.

The young man was shocked, only had time to block forward with a dung fork, and closed his eyes and resigned.

The expected shock did not come.

He opened his eyes cautiously and found that a tall figure appeared in front of him at some unknown time.

The figure is holding an epee in his hand that is even more gorgeous than the angel's golden sword, and is wearing a set of heavy armor that covers almost every inch of skin. There are simple and beautiful lines on the armor.

Just swing the epee casually. The golden cannonballs fired by the angel were all cut off as if they were splitting soap bubbles.

The light effect produced when the golden light is destroyed makes the armor on his body look as if it is glowing, making him even more handsome.

If Xiwei were here, she would probably yell ‘Fuck. The Golden Saint? ! 'some type of.

But this armor does not have a faceplate. The helmet did not cover the face. This allowed the boy to see the opponent's appearance clearly, and he suddenly felt dumbfounded.

"Old, old man?!"

Why is that one of my own good at farming, and the Japanese melons grown are unique in the whole village. The old farmer who used to wear a rag coat and a straw hat now wears the exquisite armor that the most powerful warrior of the kingdom in the novel will have, and he still holds it in his hand. The epee, standing in front of yourself?

Is all this a dream?

There was also a slight pain from the fast-healing wound on his body, which made the boy understand that this was probably not a dream, but a reality.

At this moment, the boy remembered what the old village chief had just called.

"... used to be a weapon?" he murmured softly.

"Yes, this is the weapon and armor I used to be."

I thought I would not get an answer, but his father still said, "I thought I would never pick up these things again... I didn’t expect to be calm for more than three hundred years, and finally I was still found."

Because of the different education received from the outside world, the teenager did not first question why humans can live for more than 300 years, but involuntarily asked: "Daddy, who are you..."

Speaking, he looked up again, and found that, at some point in time, the explosions caused by the angels seemed to be much less. Instead, many familiar aunts and aunts wore all kinds of gorgeous armor and vestments. Holding a weapon shining with colorful brilliance, it looked like a fierce battle with the angels.

"Who are you guys..."

"After this battle is over, I will explain it to you."

His father sold a pass and became a team with the angel who rushed forward. However, it can be seen that the angel is being beaten back by his father.

This surprised the young man, and felt relieved a lot.

At least for now, the disaster that Kěnéng would have caused the entire village to destroy does not seem to be a big deal anymore.

At this moment, an indifferent voice sounded in vain.

"Rifle Infiniti...one of the three hundred envoys of the Light of Life, the former chief guard, and also the strongest among the three hundred envoys in terms of combat power."

The young man was startled, and he and his father who forced the angel away with a sword looked in the direction of the sound.

Life Infiniti is naturally the name of the young father. By the way, the young man is named Grace Infiniti.

The visitor was a man with no characteristics at first glance. He was wearing a white robe with a mass similar to the robe.

If he was thrown into the crowd, it would be difficult to find out.

The boy thought so in his heart.

"Who are you!" Leff Infiniti glared at the other person and asked sharply.

He vaguely felt it. This person might be the mastermind who instigated the angel to attack the village.

River’s voice was full of majesty, and the shining armor made people awe, and there was an unstoppable urge to expose his crimes.

Unfortunately, this kind of coercion is of no use to the white-robed man.

A slight smile appeared on his face: "Ordinary angels are not your opponent..."

"Even if it is an archangel, I am dreaming to win!" Rifle glanced at the archangel with two pairs of wings behind the man, and pointed his sword at the other party full of zìxìn.

"So I won't do such stupid things."

The man is also not annoyed, but he speaks indifferently.

Immediately, many ghostly creatures burst out from the ground and surrounded Ryfo!

"Holy Spirit?! Wrong...this feeling..."

Rifle was startled at first, but immediately discovered the contradiction of these ghostly creatures.

"It’s just a false Holy Spirit. I originally wanted a half-holy spirit. But it doesn’t seem to be the time yet... But even the false Holy Spirit has the same ability as the Holy Spirit. For soldiers, the ability to be almost completely immune to physical attacks is undoubtedly A natural enemy that is difficult to defeat."

The man looked at Raffle’s surprised expression and slowly said, "What do you think?"

"It's just lice!"

Rifle swung the epee in a big way. The magical sword's edge instantly shredded a lot of false holy spirits.

"And not so much the Holy Spirit. These things are more like resentful spirits!"

Looking at the expressions of pain and resentment on the faces of the pseudo-Holy spirits around him crushed by him. Leff frowned.

"Whether the Holy Spirit or the resentful spirit can help me achieve my goals, it is a good tool."

The man looked at the mighty Rifle. The smile on his face remained unaffected. And the pseudo-Holy Spirit is also constantly pouring out from the ground, one of them vanishes under the blade, and another one will fill its vacancy soon.

It's just that Rifle moves faster and faster, and the blades form a big airtight net, which envelopes himself and Grace, and even makes those fake resentful spirits almost unable to keep up with the supplementary members.

"If you count on my stamina to run out, you can only say that you made the wrong idea. Our stamina is endless!"

Rifle said to the white-robed man with a proud look on his face.

He then added another sentence in his heart: As long as the old village chief is still there.

For all villagers, the old village chief is like a friendly unit with countless auras. As long as he is still there, he will have countless gains, so that they will not get tired even after a long time of continuous battles. Or a feeling of exhaustion.

Of course this kind of village is secretive, as long as you are not a fool, you will not just say it casually.

It's just that the man in the white robe didn't feel the slightest frustration. Instead, he first assigned the angel to attack the villagers of the legal profession, and then looked back at Rifle.

"It’s certainly not surprising that I can command angels. After all, these guys will have thoughts only from the archangel. They were just dolls of the gods before. As long as you can control an archangel, you can naturally control a lot of them indirectly. Low-level angels... Then, where did these fake holy spirits come from?"

The words of the man in the white robe made Rifle frowned slightly.

However, the white-robed man apparently did not intend to let Rifle answer. He just said to himself: "The methods and materials that can be artificially made of pseudo-Holy spirits, I think you are not unfamiliar? After all, you have made them too. Have you ever used something similar?"

The man's words made Rifle's face a little pale, and Grace looked at his father curiously.

"...The **** servant, that is, the false Holy Spirit in your mouth, is not difficult to make. Just let humans drink the special potion. Then their souls will react to the potion and get extremely strong The light attribute is compatible, and abandons the flesh to become a spirit creature." Lever stared at the white-robed man: "But there is only one main ingredient of that medicine, and that is the blood of our silver-blood clan!"

There are now tens of thousands of false holy spirits, which undoubtedly shows that the other party has obtained a considerable amount of silver blood.

However, during this period of time, only one person has left the village.

"Oops!" Rifle finally reacted and looked at the altar.

Under his influence, Grace also looked over there.

At this moment, all the silver-blooded villagers felt an inexplicable heart palpitation. Immediately afterwards, all the gains the village chief brought to them disappeared.

Most of the villagers were at a loss at once, while Rifle stared at the direction of the altar while resisting the enemy's attack.

After a while, a middle-aged man with a blessed figure climbed onto the roof of the altar with an extremely ridiculous awkward movement.

However, no one dared to laugh at him... In fact, probably all the villagers were shocked.

Leading a human head in his hand.

The head of the old village chief.

It seems that from the very beginning, Bobbiman has been bought or controlled by the white-robed man. Not only did he provide a large amount of silver blood as the raw material for the creation of false holy spirits, he also specially returned to the village to kill the old man without precautions. village head.

"Bobbiman, I can't spare you!!!" Rifle roared with anger and shock and awakened the other villagers at once. Let them continue to resist subconsciously in a daze. Did not take advantage of the chaos to kill.

But this has nothing to do with the white-robed man. He just continued to look at Infiniti and his son with a smile. The unchanging smile from beginning to end made Grace a little scared.

"How about it, does Mr. Infiniti still think he can defeat us?"

"Who on earth are you! What kind of hatred do you have with our silver-blooded race! To do this kind of thing!"

Leff yelled angrily.

"No grievances and no enmity."

The smile of the man in the white robe is even brighter. But his answer made Rifle feel like falling into an ice cave.

"I just want a treasure that you brought to the main material plane from that place."

River took a deep breath.

He sorted his mind. A firm color was revealed on his face, and he whispered to his stunned son: “Run to the village chief’s house later, and the other little ghosts should also go there. We will try our best to buy time for you, and people are almost there. Run out of the village when you're there, are you Zhīdào?"

I didn't wait for Grace to answer, and kicked him out of the distance, and he slashed at the white-robed man with his sword, but the white-robed man seemed to have an invisible shield in front of him, slamming Lefore. The attack was easily blocked.

Immediately, the four-winged angel behind the man also shot, and the power of the divine sword at dawn is not inferior to the epee of Ryford, and the two of you come and play extremely lively.

Grace is not an idiot, it's just that too much has happened in just a few minutes, which made him a little ignorant, but now he basically knows the current situation.

The villagers who were invincible because of their home court advantage were attacked by Bobbyman and killed the village head. The villagers lost the ability to continuously recover their physical and mental strength, and the enemy focused on their weaknesses. Starting to use a pseudo-holy spirit that is immune to physical attacks to entangle the warriors, and use angels with extremely high magic power and excellent melee strength to suppress the magician, making the villagers completely into an extremely disadvantaged situation.

In addition, although he still does not have the identity of the white-clothed man of Zhuīdào, it has been determined that the culprit of all this is his person, and his purpose is a ‘something’ that the village elder Rénmen only knew.

Grace knew very well that the conversation between his father and him must be hidden from each other, so his father didn't tell him to hide or take away the other's target.

It seems that the old man...or the big Rénmen in the village have already prepared Xīshēng himself to give their generation time to escape, so that the silver blood family can be passed on.

Grace didn't dare to look back, nor did Zhidào himself be afraid of seeing the chasing soldiers close at hand when he turned his head, or was afraid to see the scene of his father being killed.

When I ran to the village chief’s house, there were already a dozen other people waiting there.

Headed by the village chief’s daughter, named Nanxi, is two years older than Grace. She is a reserve member of the Self-Police Squad. She is also a crush on Grace and most of the boys in the village. Usually the girl is always the same. With a majestic appearance, he doesn't pay attention to any difficulties, he likes to face difficulties, and is stronger than many boys.

At this moment, she was holding a spear in her hand, and there were faint tears on her delicate face.

It seems that her father's death has dealt a little blow to her.

"Very well, Grace, you are here, too." The girl looked at Grace who was panting because of her gallop, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Where is Big Brother Tawei?" Grace breathed, and then asked.

Tawei is the son of the village chief, the elder brother of Nanxi, and the next captain of the self-police team.

"Brother seems to be in the same situation."

The girl's expression was a little sad.

It's not just her, everyone present has similar expressions.

I thought I knew my parents enough, but I didn't expect that after this happened today, the parents who were just ordinary farmers or hunters would actually be transformed into those powerful beings that only appear in the story.

This is enough to blow them up.

What's more, there are still unidentified enemies who want to drive the entire village to an extermination, and it makes the teenagers and girls who were still innocent and innocent into chaos.

Fortunately, Nanxi's nerves are still tough enough: "He also went to participate in the guard war... No matter what ~ IndoMTL.com~ Our parents and relatives paid the price of their lives, so that we can escape this Disaster."

The girl seemed to have become the leader of these little ghosts. She took a deep breath and looked around at the fear and dazedness of Wèilái on the faces of her companions, revealing an expression of verification.

"Can we waste their minds and let them Xīshēng for nothing? No way!"

Her rebuke made the little ghosts sober up, and they showed serious and solemn expressions.

"After you escape, you will live in seclusion and spend your whole life like that. You still work hard to learn and practice, become strong, avenge your parents, or choose other paths...that's your freedom! But now , There is only one thing we have to do, and that is to escape!"

The surrounding explosions gradually became more frequent, and the screams from time to time also heralded the disadvantage of the battle.

"Although there are still some people who have not arrived, the time is too late. Let's go...for the Wèilái of the silver blood!" (to be continued...)