Chapter 676 Ask for help

   "They are not good people!" Molly pouted slightly, and then returned to the sentence first.

   This sentence seems to have nothing to do with Leo's question.

   "But?" Leo thoughtfully gave a turning point.

  Molly got up, turned her face, wrinkled her face, and said with some annoyance: "But I don't want to watch them die like this."

  Leo stepped forward and held Molly by the shoulder.

The tone was deep and deep: "As your leader, your future pope, I hope you will stay on the sidelines. The passing of these top demon sealers is a good thing for you. You can take this opportunity to expand your circle of belief, and you will also temporarily lose your confidence." A lot of troubles will make many people who originally resisted believing in you choose to worship you."

   "But as a person, I hope you can do something to leave a little spark for the bumpy road of the demon sealer."

   "I will not interfere with any of your choices, I will always be your believer, not your manipulator...my goddess!"

   After speaking, Leo bowed slightly and lowered his head.

  When he said these words, he was actually conveying some kind of message in a subtle way.

  He is calling for help.

   Ask his goddess for help for those demon sealers.

  Such behavior does not conform to Leo's identity, but it conforms to the principles of being a human being.

  Of course, everything is God's choice.

  Man has a thousand calculations, but the sky has one calculation, and man's calculation is not as good as heaven's calculation!

  Ke Xiaoliang doesn't calculate everything, he just needs to give certain people a little push when a certain choice comes.

   Then in his world, almost any so-called 'calculation' will eventually benefit him.

  Molly seemed to understand Leo's words, but also didn't seem to understand.

  Her eyes lost focus, and her will has traveled hundreds of thousands of miles, arriving on the sacred mountain.

   But Molly didn't shoot rashly.

   She will continue to look at it.

  The battle between the **** of war and the sword bearer was still fierce.

  The God of War is becoming more and more crazy, and the skills of the sword performer are also constantly being learned, read, and countered by the God of War.

  For God of War, fighting is his instinct and godhead.

   Those useful combat skills, he only needs to take a look at them, and he can learn them immediately, and even draw inferences about other cases from one instance.

  Continuing to fight will only become more and more unfavorable to the sword bearer.

  Although the sword performer has repeatedly bottomed out and rebounded.

  The gap between mortals and gods cannot be bridged so easily.

  In other words, the 'singleness' of the extraordinary class of demon sealers limits their potential to cross classes.

  Even though the high-level Demon Sealer ranks have more possibilities, they still have their inherent limitations.

   And this limitation cannot be changed.

  From the original settings and rules.

  If it is changed, everything must be overthrown and restarted, and there must be help and support from external rules.

  On the other side, the spiritual sun, who had already dedicated and sacrificed most of it, and the other demon sealers, faced the pressure of Vulcan, and it became increasingly difficult to support them.

  Although Vulcan didn't show his full strength, he didn't release any water because of his admiration for them.

   What's even worse is that the gods in the temple seem to have lost their patience.

  Holding a golden bow and arrow, the sun god, wearing the flames of the raging sun, walked out of the gate of the temple with proud steps, and aimed the bow and arrow pointing directly at death at the spiritual sun.

   As the **** of the sun, he is not allowed to be present, and there is another luminous body.

  Even the spiritual sun is not the same as the sun.

  In Fengdu City, the barrage in a live broadcast room suddenly became extremely dense.

  I don't know who it is, but it took the lead to ask the goddess for help.

  In the next moment, a lot of prayers to the goddess, and the barrage of help from the goddess, swiping and scrolling.

  The madness and tenacity of the sword performer, to many spectators, is just moving.

  But if the spiritual sun falls, the entire Fengdu will fall into darkness again.

   Maybe one day, a certain sun **** will come to this city and give sunshine back.

   But that's just a possibility, not a certainty.

   I don't even know what price to pay for this.

   So, people don't want to see the mind sun die.

  At this time, they also thought of the goddess, and thought of the rumored goddess who inherited the honor of God.

  Most people will be moved by others, but they will only choose to fight for themselves.

  Worshiping the goddess, praying to the goddess, these are all cramming.

  But there are also many people, and there is no other plan besides this.

  Among the monks, there are some true immortals.

   Several real immortals even came to the wasteland world to watch the battle.

  But that's all!

  In Ke Xiaoliang's world, these true immortals are just a group of low-level demon sealers.

  Even if they can make full use of the ability of the low-level demon sealers, the upper limit still limits their level, such a fighting spirit...they have no right to interfere.

  How much monks ignored the wasteland world before, now... how much they regret it.

   After all, the stars return to their place, and the wasteland world where the gods descended has at least as much potential as the wild world.

   And compared to the wild world, there are more 'stories' that can be dug in depth.

   This also means that there will be a large number of plot points bursting out.

   It's just that the strength is not good, the manpower is generally low, and it seems to be stretched. As a result, in these successive memorabilia, only soy sauce and side drums can be played.

   "These powerful demon sealers cannot be defeated. They must live. Only with the help of their experience can we reach a peak in strength in a short period of time and regain a huge advantage in the wasteland world." Some monks began to communicate.

   However, how to save these demon sealers is still at a loss.

  Goddess Molly also sensed that many people were praying to her.

  People begged the goddess to bring back those demon-sealers who fought **** battles on the mountain.

  Molly's own superficial consciousness also began to have such a will.

  But another layer of consciousness deep in the instinct is resisting.

  The battle between the sword runner and the **** of war fell into a tug-of-war.

After a heavy blow from God of War, the sword-bearer retreated a few meters, spat out the blood from his mouth, and then said: "You can't control your own strength, you are just a wild boar, you have supernatural power, but you can hardly control it." Fully play."

   "If I were you, I should be able to sit on the highest point of that temple, instead of being a watchdog here."

  The sword performer is provoking and angering the God of War with words.

   This is also a kind of combat wisdom.

   Just like on the basketball court, many players will also compete with each other for trash talking.

   It's not for nothing.

  The God of War was really enraged, he lost his sense of proportion in his hands, and the force with which he swung the giant ax became even more brutal.

  The thick and heavy ax almost broke the mountain.

  However, the sword performer didn't know that his words also had an impact on Molly, whose consciousness was floating above her.

Goodnight everybody

  

  

  (end of this chapter)