Chapter 1652

The appearance of the red fog, just in a moment, disintegrated all the attacks of the nearby human soldiers and made the encircled demons out of trouble.

Seeing that the demons were about to go away and beyond the dark red fog behind them, those humans who were not affected by the red fog showed their unwilling eyes one after another, but no one dared to follow them.

"Lord Samson, are we just going to let the infidels run away?" One of them, a crusader in armor, asked the high swordsman. Looking at the evil heretics, his eyes seemed to be burning with blazing fire.

"They have some special abilities, which may be related to the powerful demons in the East. I didn't expect that the witch could lead to such an existence. I need to report their information to the city leader, Yalan. Don't chase them easily, so as to avoid greater damage. "

With that, the high-level swordsman took out a small bottle from his arms and walked quickly to the Crusaders who were constantly scratching. After taking off their armor, he smeared the blue liquid in the bottle on their red spots.

With the infiltration of the blue liquid, the red spots gradually disappear from the swordsman's body. They are no longer affected by the unique disease.

On the battlefield, several newly recovered swordsmen looked respectfully at the high-level swordsmen who were constantly dealing with other people's abnormal situations on the battlefield and said with emotion:

"It's a blessing that we have a general like Lord Samson. He is willing to use the holy water he has received for ordinary soldiers. If those nobles know, they will bow their heads in shame. "

"Nobles don't bow their heads, they just think it's a waste." Another swordsman shook his head and sighed deeply: "Lord Samson is a noble man who is expected to go to the holy city and get the title of swordsman. If he had not been blinded by heretics, he would have become a swordsman as famous as the prophet."

"Those hateful pagans." At the beginning, the swordsman looked indignant. "Even for the sake of Mr. Samson, we will destroy them all."

On the battlefield, more and more soldiers were cured by holy water, looking gratefully at the high-level swordsman.

Just as human beings were sorting out the battlefield and treating the wounded, the demons who escaped to the woods were relieved to see that there were no pursuers, and their pace slowed down.

The sight of these demons focused on the same figure. It was a huge dark yellow devil. He didn't have the characteristics that a powerful blood demon should have. On the contrary, on the whole, he looked like a magnified little monster. Only the abscess on his shoulder was so noticeable.

"Powerful demon, you have saved all our krigans... Please tell us your name, we will never forget it, we will always remember it."

Just safe down, before being tied to the wooden frame of the woman, regardless of the treatment of the wounds left around her body, immediately said respectfully to rod.

"Elotte." As before, rod didn't use his original name, he said, glancing at the person in front of him.

To rod's surprise, with the end of the battle, the number of sinner souls in the task panel suddenly became 181. In other words, at this time, rod had a total of 18 sinners' souls, which obviously originated from the previous human soldiers.

The souls of these dead people are automatically displayed as the souls of sinners and can be used as the materials to complete the task.

At this time, rod's task has been shown to be completed. As long as he is willing, he can immediately break away from the fantasy trial, which makes rod a little surprised.

Unfortunately, according to rod's understanding, the quality of the souls of these sinners can't be much higher. If we just end the mission and rely on the souls of these sinners, we can't even build a boat in the dock.

Shaking his head, there was still a lot of time left in the task, so he would not leave.

"Lord elotte, you must be a follower of the king of disease. I have only seen your abilities from the messengers of disease."

At this time, the human woman's emotion attracted rod's attention. He took a deep look at the woman.

There are few demons who dare to use the king of disease as their own name. There is only one devil who can bear this name. That is besib, the king of gluttony.

Unfortunately, according to the memory of those demons, besieb had already died in the hands of the bright hero, and rod also relied on the omen of doomsday to get his inheritance, as well as an inheritance task that he didn't know how to start.

To rod's surprise, he heard this unique name in the dreamland of trial. According to rod's understanding, perhaps the crime mirage corresponds to the era hundreds of years ago, when the king of disease had not been killed by the hero of light.

After discovering this, rod paid more attention to how to complete this trial task.

"It is said that the true body of the king of disease appeared on the battlefield in the east not long ago. You are carrying out the mission for him and passing on our faith, aren't you?"

"You can understand that." Rod did not deny the woman's words, but followed her words, "but I have a more important task, I need to collect the souls of sinners."

The human woman immediately nodded: "for those powerful demons, the soul of the sinner is the best food. You must be trusted by the king of disease, and he will let you perform such a task."

"My name is Bisha. I'm the leader of the krigan people in moth city. We pray to the powerful fallen angels and gain the power belonging to the devil." Human women take the initiative to introduce.

Rod nodded: "Bisha, do you know where there is a great sinner? I'm not satisfied with the ordinary soul of a sinner. "

Bisha thought about it and replied, "the people in moth city have long lost their piety to God. In a sense, they are all sinners, and some of them can join us. But when it comes to the culprits, I think there's only one of them. "

The information in Bisha's mouth naturally aroused rod's interest. If he could take advantage of this opportunity to complete the task, he would have more time to explore the secrets of the crime dreamland.

"Tell me the identity of the culprit." Rod asked quickly.

"You've seen him before on the battlefield." Bisha explained to rod, "he is the leader of those human soldiers, Samson the high swordsman."