Chapter 685

readx(); "Hum ~ I thought how powerful these evil believers who worship demons are. It seems that's all." Arugolu looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction and said with disdain.

Near the woods, a cult turned into a gray stone statue still maintained its final posture and remained motionless. Some were running with swords, some tried to cover their eyes, and some wanted to turn around. It can be said that even the most experienced sculptor could not carve such vivid movements, After all, a few seconds ago, these were still living people, but now they have become stone statues, and these petrified heretics are like the most terrible ornaments, which makes the dark woods in this area full of chilling and terrible atmosphere.

After taking a few steps, he came to a cult who had been beaten half dead and fortunately not petrified. He grabbed each other's collar and asked fiercely, "now I give you a choice, answer my question honestly, or do you want to become a stone statue like your companions?"

"No, no, no"

Half of the mask of the cult was broken and showed his true face. Although a middle-aged man in his thirties looked afraid, the man still seemed to have hidden hatred.

"Sorry, I'm an acute person!"

Arugolu pulled the heretic up and put Medusa's shield on his face: "now I count three. You can do it yourself, one!"

"I can't betray the great master"

"Two ， two ， two ， two" arugolu continued to shout in an unheard manner, and Medusa's frozen head on the shield was like being given life, and her closed eyes wriggled.

"Wait, give me a break, I'm just acting on orders!"

Seeing that the other party began to beg for mercy, arugolu put down his shield a little: "well, we have a common topic. Now tell me who to follow?"

Just as the cult man was struggling to speak, suddenly arugolu felt a sense of crisis behind him, instinctively dodged aside, and the next second a terrible cry came. The previously masked cult man had been divided in two by a huge machete from his shoulder. All the intestines slipped out of the broken body, and the heretic man who was not completely dead fell in a pool of blood and twitched constantly.

Arugolu called it dangerous. If he didn't escape in time, he would be hurt even if he was wearing a silver holy coat.

After adjusting his posture, arugolu watched the new enemy in front of him. However, when the moonlight fell on the attacker, arugolu almost subconsciously retreated a few steps, because the appearance of the enemy in front of us was really frightening.

It's a human. From the height characteristics, it should be human. It's just a living person, but it doesn't have any skin. The red muscle tissue and meridians are completely exposed to the air. The attacker is hung with shackles like torture tools, on which many sharp thorns are even completely penetrated into his own body, and his face is the same, even worse than his body. His eyes are dug out, leaving only two black eye holes. A metal torture tool is derived from the back of his head, The sharp thorn in the front section is piercing into the dark hole in the eye, just like a ghost who has been tortured from hell.

If the paladin of the holy capital is here, he must recognize the enemy in front of him, the crazy believer who dominates Mostar from the pain in the distorted void, the monster suffering walker with torture tools and fear of pain and death!

"Tut ~ what the hell is this?" Arugolu raised Medusa's shield in front of him.

The painful Walker holding a huge machete two meters long slowly walked towards the arugo road. Although his eyes were removed, the painful Walker seemed to be able to accurately perceive the location of the urugolu, not just this painful walker. Urugolu was surprised to find that three enemies who also seemed to have been tortured came out of the darkness.

In the face of the approaching enemy, arugolu, who had never fought with this strange enemy, subconsciously retreated to the position of Cepheus chain array, and at the same time, a fifth figure came out of the darkness. This time, it was not a painful Walker carrying torture tools, but a man in black, Like the heretics who had been knocked down before, he had a mask of anger and could not see his face.

When the heretic came out, the heretics who were knocked down all around immediately got up regardless of the pain. Then he knelt in front of him with fear and trembling.

Wearing an angry mask, the dur cult glanced at his men and said in an angry tone: "you waste, not only failed to complete the mission entrusted by the church, but also tried to reveal the secret of the great master. Do you think you can live in this way?"

"No!! no!! deacon grut. Only the unbeliever tries to reveal the secret of the great master, and we are still loyal to the master!" Several cultists spoke out in fear.

Golut roared, "enough! There is no excuse for failure!!"

At this time, the angry mask on golut's face suddenly opened its mouth, and the gray fog spewed out of the mask and quickly spread around. The cults who had been beaten by arugolu immediately trembled in fear and shouted golut's name for mercy. However, when the fog spread to the cults. In an instant, the body of the heretic who was still begging for mercy withered rapidly and became a mummy in a few seconds like losing water.

Arugo road frowned. The fog seemed the same as the fog that attacked his party by the lake that day. He even felt that the fog vaguely contained the power of sensory confusion.

After cleaning up his incompetent subordinates, the evil cult deacon named golut didn't seem to be ready to start. He glanced at the evil believers who turned into stone statues around arugolu. A strange color flashed in golut's eyes under the mask.

He stepped forward and said slowly, "you have a very strange power, but it is not worth mentioning in front of the great master."

Arugolu sneered, "really? Interesting. I'll soon make you regret saying these words."

"Then I'll show you the power of the great chaos to dominate Fernando."

With golut's voice, the fog suddenly rolled up. For a time, arugolu found that his small universe suddenly became a chaotic state of strength and weakness. Not only that, but also visions and noises appeared in vision and hearing, just like the reappearance by the lake that day.

"What did you think it was? In the end, you only know how to play these illusions."

Having experienced such a chaotic situation, arugolu was ready for it. He recalled the words and experiences of Capricorn elside when he cracked his fantasy at that time. Soon arugolu stabilized the agitation of the small universe. At this time, arugolu suddenly found that among the four pain walkers, the one closest to him was missing.

Left!!

When he realized the situation, as a silver saint, the body of arugolu also reacted, and the blade on the right side almost scratched against arugolu's shoulder armor. The metal friction brought a dazzling spark. Arugolu found that he didn't know when the other party would burst into the distance around him.

Regardless of whether the body can bear it or not, arugolu directly turned sideways and kicked it in the face of the painful walker, kicking the other party back a few steps, and then the recoil force made him distance from the other party. However, in the face of the power that could almost break the skull, the painful Walker shook his head and rushed over again with a machete as if nothing had happened.

Doesn't this guy feel pain?

Arugolu was determined, but compared with not feeling the pain, the other party just suddenly rushed to his side. As a saint fighter, he didn't notice. Even if the five senses were disturbed by the power of the evil cult, they wouldn't become so careless.

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At this time, arugolu felt a cold wind coming from above. When he looked up, he saw another painful Walker falling from the sky with a weapon like a saw and a sword, and there was a cut wrist in front of him. The painful walker with the blade fixed on his wrist also waved and attacked at the same time.

The sound of fighting suddenly sounded, and the friction sound of metal collision and the sound of fist cutting through the air sounded together.

In mid air, Aaron road jumped up and landed on the ground with a backward somersault. Under the siege just now, Aaron road hurriedly used Medusa shield as a armor to block the saw blade coming from above, while the continuous blade swing of the painful Walker in front still left a blood mark on Aaron road's face and cheek, but Aaron road also found it during the battle, Medusa shield has no effect on these terrible ghosts dressed in torture. If one of the reasons is that their eyes are blind, another main reason is that there seems to be no soul in these human bodies.

But now the most important thing is that arugolu understands one thing, that is, the reason why these painful walkers just seemed to haunt. It's not that these people like evil spirits can hide their breath, but under the power of the evil believer named golut, the surrounding space becomes very chaotic. These evil spirits can cross the space at will and appear in any unexpected place.

"Well, I have some skills." Adjusted it. Arugolu re posed for battle.

"Fool, don't you understand the power of great masters?"

Arugolu replied with disdain, "playing with space power is not the specialty of you and your so-called master."

The evil cult deacon was stunned. The other party had seen through his own strength. This is the first time that someone has insight into the characteristics of chaotic space so quickly. Such a person can't stay and must kill him here immediately.

"Do it. Kill him now!"

The pain walker who received the order immediately took action. This time, the four pain walkers disappeared from all around in an instant, and the next second, strange waves came from the space around the arugo Road, with machetes, saw blades, long swords and axes attacking from four directions.

At this time, arugolu looked at the ground abnormally: "in fact, one of my companions knows how to cross space."

In an instant, all the weapons attacked were rigidly stationary. The cultist golut on one side could not suppress and looked at the scene in surprise. In the chaotic space created by himself, chains were derived from countless dur spaces, firmly locking the four painful walkers.

Here! What the hell is this!? (to be continued.)