The Earth Conquers All Worlds

The roar of the High Priest just now has nothing to do with it. It is a warning to the surroundings that the highest foreign enemy is invading.

As a confrontation with Blue Star's top power and occupying an absolute advantage, they have not issued such an alarm for a long time. The last time was when the nuclear missile was about to bomb.

But last time, they took the crazy step of dispersing among millions of people, using them as hostages, and dispersing them into a vast space, and there was not even a single person in the sanctuary.

In this case, nuclear missiles that have lost their valuable bombing targets can only return without success after starting a half distance away, and have to suspend their attacks.

But now, a completely unfamiliar force of faith has come here, and he will definitely not think that this is a friendly exchange.

Under the fanatical eyes of hundreds of thousands of believers, there were more and more martial artists in the sky, and soon there were more than fifty of them, and layers of powerful shield aura covered one part of the sky.

The warning signs in the High Priest's heart were relieved a little, and he led the group of martial artists and the troops that quickly gathered below to fly to the center where the red rays of light converged.

It was a beautiful woman with a round face, with the racial characteristics of a yellow-skinned goblin, and the power of faith in her body was something he had never seen before.

Surrounded by the army at this time, there was no trace of fear. Instead, he looked at them with interest, as if he was looking at the fish on his chopping board.

"I don't know which Highness you are serving?"

The high priest flew over and saw the expressions of fear on the faces of more than 60 martial artist-level powerhouses around the baby water bird, so he didn't make a move immediately.

His heart was shaken, the church with so many strong martial artists should never be unknown, but why there was no information before?

The waterfowl baby and the sixty-two people behind put their hands on their chests, and their bodies flew into the sky, their eyes level with the high priest's.

With red light lingering behind him, two pairs of sharp blood-colored sword wings slowly unfolded under the shocking eyes of hundreds of thousands of believers below, reaching a length of more than eight meters.

"My lord's name is the God of Blood."

Among the sixty-three four-winged blood angels, illusory scenes of all beings praying emerged, covering the sky and driving away the power of the storm belief around them, leaving only a blank space at the statue of the God of Storms.

A wave of blood, killing, and the will to clean up the world slowly passed through the hearts of everyone present, terrified them, and instantly knew the teachings of this blood god.

"... Ability God..."

The holy power in the body was terrified by the creaking high priest, barely raised his head, and roared: "This is the domain of our lord, the God of Storms, the angel of Ability God, do you want to start a war?"

The surrounding warriors were horrified to find that these blood angels, who were only a dozen or so more than them, had gathered together to reveal the domain that only saints possessed!

Whether there is a field or not, the strength is completely different.

No matter how many there are, if there is no formation to unify the power, it will be an ant to sublimate them and change them qualitatively.

With his roar, a huge change finally took place on the huge statue in the center of the temple.

The sea of ​​beliefs like mountains and seas began to gather, the surrounding air was as heavy as iron, and an unknown terrifying force was waking up.

"My lord! My lord!"

The hundreds of thousands of believers below were excited and ecstatic, kneeling on the ground and praying fervently to the sky. A feeling of closerness emerged in their hearts, and they instantly understood the storm belief a little bit more.

The baby waterfowl's expression became extremely solemn, and it ignored the high priest's roar, and mobilized all its domain power to stare at the slowly waking statue.

She could feel that a huge will that completely surpassed the limit of the monks in the Nascent Soul stage descended through layers of space.

"... Roar... lowly unbelievers..."

Rumble!

In a trance, it seems to have seen endless light, endless heat, and groups of mushroom clouds rising without seeing the boundary, blowing up the upcoming majestic will, and no longer caring about the battlefield here.

"Believers who steal the power of the gods, you will be judged by the gods, and your soul will be burned to ashes by the holy flame."

The impending will retreated, and a ray of sea-blue divine power flew to the baby waterfowl, imprinting the imprint of the storm on her wings, faintly emitting a terrifying divine power.

But in the end, all the visions disappeared, and there were only sixty-three four-winged blood angels, including the baby waterfowl, and enemies of the warrior rank, such as the high priest whose face turned pale.

The high priest said solemnly: "Angel of the false god, if you leave now, you will be temporarily exempt from divine punishment, and your soul will fall into the bottomless abyss!"

The bluff went unanswered.

The illusory blood sword field slowly unfolded, surrounding them, restricting their holy power mobilization, and isolating their escape space, the meaning is obvious.

"Fight for the Lord! Kill the angel of the false god!"

The high priest showed madness and determination, his scepter waved, and three sea-blue hurricanes descended from the sky to bite the surrounding blood sword field.

The endless holy light of faith shone on more than fifty martial artists around them, greatly increasing their strength and defense.

"kill!"

More than fifty warrior barbarians roared, like meteors of different colors, launched a reckless charge towards the surrounding sea of ​​blood swords, and a large sea of ​​clouds was shaken away.

It did cause some impact. Under their desperate attack, half of the blood sword domain was smashed to pieces, consuming some of the blood angels' mana.

The baby waterfowl looked at them coldly, and the crimson sword energy composed of sixty-three powers of faith condensed into shape, forming a murderous sword prison that enveloped more than fifty martial artists fighting to the death.

The sword energy in the sword prison was like a tide, and the three sea-blue hurricanes were cut off in the middle like entering a pulverizer, and then were dissipated in the air by pieces of aura from the tearing peak.

The more than fifty martial artists who launched the charge broke their weapons under the cover of the misty red sword energy, their shields were quickly eroded, and bright meteors of various colors fell to the ground just after rising, mixing into powdery flesh and blood.

After three breaths, there were only twenty people left surrounded by the domain, and among them was the high priest who was covered with scars.

"Angel of a false god, don't even think about it..."

The high priest's beard and hair were all stretched out, roaring angrily, wanting to say something.

But a huge sword energy formed by the superimposition of ten sword energy chopped him and the solemn and solemn words in his mouth into pieces.

The rest of the martial artists couldn't help feeling a chill in their hearts.

"alright."

The baby waterfowl looked around at the remaining 20 martial artists, and said calmly: "Is there anyone who is willing to abandon the false god of storms and convert to the great god of blood? This can save his life."

The high priest and others are priests and paladins who truly believe in gods. Their power is bestowed by gods, and it is basically impossible to betray. The moment of betrayal is the moment of death.

Unless there are gods of the same level or above who are willing to accept them, keep their souls and give them power.

But this is not the case for the remaining people in front of them. They may be believers, but their strength is not the power of faith, but cultivated by themselves.

"Don't even think about heretics..."

"We Ellens would rather die than submit, and will..."

The bloody sword light kept flickering, accompanied by these words that may seem tragic to others but completely indifferent to the blood angels, the number of people decreased rapidly, until there were only sixteen left.

The rest of the martial artists looked left and right, shuddered under the gaze of the always expressionless Blood Angel, and knelt down on one knee:

"We are willing to convert to the great blood god!"

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