Glacier wasteland, Valley of Blood Skeletons.

The battle begins with the low ground below the gentle slope.

Under the lead-gray dim sky, the corpse demon surging like the tide is almost piled up with corpse bones, and "drifted" through the red dragon Grum's spitting dragon. The hill climbed towards the high ground.

The crowded formation, crazy speed, as if nothing could stand in front of them-the rock hit it, the "sib" stepped on, the flames and traps stepped on ... accompanied by trembling The sound of "fragmentation" and the screams of ice cracking, they rushed straight towards the position of the defenders of the Blood Skeleton Valley.

Chilling.

In all fairness, most warriors—or, warriors who have confronted carrion demons know that these monsters are not much more powerful, and often the more the number is, the less worth mentioning;

When they only have thousands of people, they can still maintain discipline and decisively confront the enemy; once thousands of people get together, they are really not much stronger than puppet clay sculptures. At most, they can only be like wild dogs. Pushed to bite.

Yes, their terrible point has never been their "combat power", but "quantity".

It is the number of “unlimited” as long as the evil apostle who wakes them up is still alive—not to mention ten for one, even one hundred for one.

As long as enough power of the void can be condensed, as long as the "Evil God Apostle" manipulated behind all this is still alive, these "dolls" controlled by the force of the void can be awakened endlessly, and then the enemy ...

Drown alive!

"Are you ready?"

In the floating city of the horn fort, the alchemist Harlem van Asham looked at the nervous little wizard, frowning slightly.

"Ain, I know the power of this weapon, but I also know how much burden it will put on a wizard-in fact, you can just take aim and leave the rest to others ..."

"it's OK!"

Despite his unnatural expression, the little wizard barely squeezed out a smile. "This" light sword "is only a sample of Isaac's design, and it can't exert its true power if it is not manipulated by himself."

"Trust me, tutor Harlem Fan!"

Harlem Fan's expression moved slightly, but then he smiled slightly as if he thought of something. "Well, we will cooperate with you; but if you can't persist or insist on opening the valve, I will stand up to stop you first." "

"understand!"

The excited little wizard had two blushes on his cheeks, and his eyes close to the observation mirror turned his gaze to the "densely dense" battlefield.

The alchemists who stood on both sides debugged and retreated to the surroundings under the guidance of Harlem Fan, raised their wands and started to set up a magic circle to guide the nearly endless circulation of the power of the void in the floating city to the "light sword" Inside the Mithril core.

"The launcher is activated, and the magic circle charges the" Jiaoguang Sword "-!"

"The anti-stress magic array is activated, ready to activate the high-level magic spell," Fortitude is like ice "-!"

"Turn on the emergency device and enter the final countdown, five, four, three ..."

On the battlefield of Blood Skeleton Valley, everyone had no time to notice that a white light flashed and squinted his eyes as if it was dawn.

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"Everyone, please really ask yourself; do you really believe that there is such a truth in this world, does the voice ... guide us?"

In the Red Blood Fort thousands of miles away, before the steps of Byrne Cathedral, when the lonely priest Weber confronted thousands of attentive listeners, praying for the Duke and Knights who went to the Boundary Mountain ...

Somehow, he suddenly decided to change the "prayer word" he had already thought of

"Yes, I don't hide from you-I have questioned myself so many times thousands of times, do I really understand the idea of ​​the Holy Cross, and do I really believe that there is such a sacred idea to lead everyone?"

"Because if it is true, then we will not get any happiness in this world. We should spend our lives in suffering and self-condemnation; because we are born guilty and born to need atonement; only the atonement person can ascend Heaven. "

"really?"

Weber's expression was unprecedentedly serious, making the believers present equally serious.

"Aren't all the good things in this world-affection, friendship, love ... just hypocrisy; pain, shackles, coldness, darkness ... is true, is it the only way we must go to heaven?"

"Do we have to admit that we are vulgar, admit that our loved ones and friends and even ourselves are only fragile, greedy and ignorant ants, and that they are humble to be eligible! To lie down under the glory of the Holy Cross ... saved?"

"If it's ... that would be too cruel." Weber smiled bitterly. "That cruelty, prayer, piety, faith ... what's the point?"

"Does the Holy Cross hear it? Can we hear the cries of ants, do lions ... really care about the deer's ideas?"

"I don't think so, I think ... all the propaganda in the Holy Cross Church in the Imperial City since the thirteenth generation is just a lie that people are willing to believe-yes, everyone is willing to believe that, because a lie ... is always better than reality. "

"If you donate your wealth, you can atone for your sins. If you do n’t want to believe, you will oppose it. If you do n’t agree with your own ideas, you will abandon it. If you drink the blessed wine, you will be blessed. Rather than catering to the doctrine, it is better to respond to those who believe in the doctrine. "

"I know what they think, because I have personally experienced it, because I know that we are such humble, fragile, greedy, ignorant ants ... we are not worth saving at all."

With a bitter smile, Weber shook his head. "How can we ... how can we expect someone to save us ?! Didn't the doctrine of the Holy Cross and the sacred thought explain all this, do we still deceive ourselves into believing this absurd, ridiculous Lies, I believe that one day the Holy Cross will come down from the sky and save the world ?! "

"If there is one day, I assure you that it will never be the day of salvation, it will only be the end!"

"We have to understand that the real savior ... will always be ourselves; to see the world clearly, no longer waiting for the help of others, take the initiative to stand up and save our own people ... to be saved."

"Pain, shackles, coldness, darkness ... If you go away from all this, then it is not worth being saved; if you are willing to take the initiative and face it bravely, then you do not need to be saved."

"Because you are saved."

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"boom------!!!!"

The light flashed through, the glaciers on both sides of the Valley of Blood Skeleton shattered; the roaring avalanche rolled up thousands of layers of white waves, accompanied by a deafening loud noise, and completed the "intersection" with the torrent of the monster army.

Almost instantaneously, large swaths of carrion demons were directly swallowed by the snow-the turbulent avalanche poured down from high to low, turning everything that could be seen into "white".

The color of the snow.

The entire army of monsters was instantly washed away, even the parts that were not affected by the avalanche on both sides were divided into pieces-like a broken platter.

Of course, this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that through this avalanche, the terrain of the entire Blood Skull Valley has been changed-because the central part has become a "severe disaster area" of snow, it is almost completely buried and has to climb up. Don't even think about it at all; the slopes on both sides are much smoother because of the snow falling.

Although this gentleness is only relative, it is great news for the Guardians of Blood Skeleton-because first of all, they only need to guard the narrow slopes on both sides.

Secondly, such a gentle **** can completely allow cavalry to pass through.

"Are you ready ?!"

On the hillside, Luisen, who stood at the front of the queue, held up the "Dragon Knight's Gun" in his hand, shouting at the pair of knights and demon hunters who were scorching with eyes.

Although this is "plagiarism" when Loren Turin attacked the Bayern Cathedral in the Red Blood Castle.

"Yes--!!!!"

The uniform shouts echoed under the sky in Blood Skull Valley.

"Anyone who wants to escape ?!"

"no--!!!!"

It is still tacit and unabashed.

"Then follow me and charge with me--!"

Before the words fell, the first pupil of the gray pupil with the dagger held high ran down the hillside, "Long live Loren Turin-!"

"Long live Loren Turin ———— !!!!!!"

In the shouting of the earth-moving mountains, the Bayern knights launched a neat "strike on the wall" and ran away towards the army of monsters that had been scattered sand.

The corpse demons who were still gathering immediately noticed the movement on this side, and soon gathered hundreds of thousands towards the hillsides on both sides, and screamed like ice crackling at the charging Bayern knights.

The same crazy two parties, so unobtrusive and unobtrusive, bumped into each other.

"boom--!!!!"

In the horrible loud noise, the first Lushen, who had rushed down the hillside, was deeply surrounded by the carrion demons, and the short sword with his hands raised like a falcon spread his wings.

Densely packed, dozens of body fragments of carrion demons flew around him-like drops of water falling into a plane without waves, splashing waves.

This paused for a moment, and was broken at the next moment; the hundreds of cavalry who followed immediately rushed into the array of carrion demons with him, charging forward without stopping, in the army of thousands of monsters "cleave through the waves"!

Hundreds and thousands of horseshoes trampled on the ground the carrion demons ruthlessly, brandishing a sharp spear in their hands to maintain a tight formation and rushing towards a deeper direction.

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"Loren Turin ... our Duke, my friend-I have seen the glory of faith on him more than once, and I saw the Holy Cross using his hands to perform the miracle of human power."

The expression of mixed feelings appeared on the face of the young priest Weber. "But ... as we all know, our Duke Lord is very passionate about faith."

"He doesn't often appear in the church. He rarely prays actively. He has never donated any finances to the church; he never announced to others that his success and everything he got came from the blessing of the Holy Cross."

"So the Holy Cross Church in the Imperial City said ... How can such a person be saved?"

Weber stepped forward slowly, looking at the pair of puzzled eyes "So I want to tell everyone, tell the devout Holy Cross believers, tell you a fact ..."

"The only way ... can be saved."

Byrne Cathedral has never been so dead like this.

"Only when you no longer expect the miracles that can happen in times of crisis, you can fulfill your mission down to earth. People ... Ugly, humble, weak and helpless people can be saved."

The little priest Shen said, "It is not that God saves people ... To God, everything in the world is the same. He will never be too favored by a certain one. He will only give us fair and equal opportunities!"

"Our Duke, Emperor ... and so many warriors, they are now at the Boundary Hill, in Ebden ... in all battles against the enemy, save ourselves ... save us."

"So I appeal to everyone here, to all the devout believers of the Holy Cross-to keep your calm and faith, to unite and stand up bravely in the face of this difficult test;"

"War and trials are never confined to the battlefield and the edge of life and death; the efforts we make every day, every time we overcome ourselves, every challenge to ourselves, are part of this test."

"We must accept this test, even if it is not what we want-because pain, shackles, coldness, darkness ... is true, and it is the only way we must go to heaven."

"Status, wealth, enjoyment ... are all illusions, because we are all equal before the Holy Cross, and no one is more noble than others; if there is a doctrine that states the status of a person, it must be a hypocrisy."

"That's why we should embrace suffering, accept challenges, live alive and greet death without fear—faith that has not been tested is worth nothing!"

"Let ’s pray ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Let us do everything we can to support their cause-if you are a farmer, please work hard; if you are a craftsman, please sweat and work; If you are a businessman, please trade fairly! "

"If so, we will be saved under the watchfulness of the Holy Cross!"

"We ... must be able to save ourselves!"

When the words fell, the crowd in front of the Baine Cathedral immediately sounded like a carnival; people wept, shouted, and danced; they blushed, their collars were wet with their noses and tears, and their expressions were sincere and sincere confused.

Their eyes widened as if they heard the gospel falling from the sky.

And in the Valley of Blood Skeleton thousands of miles away, Lucien, who galloped vigorously, also widened his eyes, staring at the sky rising from the army of monsters, resembling the figure of a dragon.

In other words ... the "dragon" with only bones.

Is coming to him!

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