Chapter 118

In the sky, the broken parts of the pyramid, including walls, floors and all kinds of debris, constantly fall down. Several servants, who seemed to be constructors, fell apart like rubbish under the attack of the angel of the shield crown. The soldiers full of divine power break through all the way, no matter what obstacles they encounter, they use brute force to break through.

Zhao Mai doesn't have to be personally on the scene. He can see how angry the goddess aomedai is by looking at the golden light in the pyramid. This has sounded the alarm for him, who is also a passer-by. "I just want to keep a low profile and learn some skills. Don't offend these local gods - at least until I have the ability to protect myself."

The pyramids keep rising, but more fall down. It can be seen that there are not many living creatures in the pyramid. At present, Zhao Mai only sees orcs - the spirit of the elf ball can not be completely sure that it is in the tower. I'm afraid it has something to do with the consumption of gold coins during the crossing. There are a lot of monsters, but there are no dead souls, and I don't know why, but this is good news for Zhao Mai and others. In the end, it seems that the master of the pyramid has finally made up his mind to abandon the lower and middle levels. With bursts of continuous explosions, the top part of the pyramid quickly rises to escape, and the black cracks for crossing are also opened.

The paladins stepped up their attack, but they couldn't reach the escaping part of the pyramid. Three shield coronal angels flew to catch up, impulsively entered the black crack, but were instantly decomposed. Maybe only Herr who is possessed by divine power can survive in that kind of environment, but how about catching up? If the speed is not enough, it will still be unable to catch up.

One by one, the golden lightning never stopped before the crack closed, bombarding the top of the pyramid until it disappeared into the black crack. After that, the shield carrying the people landed on the ground, the light gradually weakened, and Herr and others returned to normal.

"Captain, were you possessed by the goddess before?" A paladin sister asked cautiously, "what's that like?"

"Keep quiet, we should thank the goddess for her protection first, and speak slowly after other things." Herr did not relax for a moment. She stood her sword in front of her and knelt down on one knee to recite her prayer. They knelt down behind her and followed the ceremony of the temple. After a while, the angel received the command, circled in the air several times, inspected the whole battlefield, cut down all the suspicious creatures that could still move - even if they were blown by the wind, and then quickly lifted them up and disappeared among the clouds.

Herr took the lead to stand up, looked down at her hands, and felt the residual power of the goddess in her body. This power belongs to the goddess, and now it is gradually fading, but she has learned a lot from the use of this power, which is very helpful for her growth.

In this battle, aomede put part of her mind and strength into her body, and used her hand to fight against foreign visitors. This is not only a kind of trust and affirmation, but also a kind of spur and encouragement. Through her divine eyes, she saw everything in the battlefield, before and after.

"This is a glorious battle, but we should also see that our own strength is still very weak, and we have not played our due role in fighting against evil. An orc left us helpless, and it was cleverly defeated by Mike and Bucher. If it were not for the help of the goddess, we would have achieved nothing in the whole battle. Even praying to the goddess for help was a reminder from Druid Mack. " Herzoel gives us a pot of cold water, otherwise it's not good for them to always immerse themselves in victory.

"We are short of strategy, tactics and combat effectiveness. So from now on, we must not relax at all, we must step up to exercise ourselves! " "Look how hard Mike works," said herol. "Can we be compared with our sisters?"

"No!" The paladins put their hands together and said in one voice, then they glared at Zhao Mai.

"Now start to search for the enemy who has been caught, treat the wounded and clean up the battlefield!"

She looked up at the battlefield and saw Bucher resting on the stump and Mike thumbing up on the ground. Although there was a mess and a lot of dead trees, the two men - especially Mike - survived, which made herol very happy.

Druid joined the battle with his sick body, and solved the ORC with Bucher, which fully showed his courage and wisdom. Not everyone can be calm and brave on the battlefield at the same time. Such a person should join the temple very much. Whether he is a Knight Commander or plays a role in the priesthood, it is excellent for the glorious cause of the goddess. He can lead like his father and care like his brother. And in this way, two people no longer have a estrangement in identity, maybe they can be together

Mike, why are you a druid? Herr nibbled her silver teeth and sighed.

Zhao Mai naturally didn't know Herr's mind. He was very concerned about whether there were treasures in the remains of the pyramid. At the thought of this, his brain exploded. I also hid a fortune gold coin in the tree hole! Zhao Mai couldn't lie down and begged Bucher to make him a pair of crutches to clean the battlefield.

"I didn't expect that you were more greedy than me. Are you really a druid?" Bucher said this, and then stood up to pull Zhao Mai up. The two wandered and began to rummage through the mangrove ruins.In fact, the main force to find things is to reserve grain. With his nose, the dog soon found the place to hide the gold coins. The original trees rose up and became part of the giant Wordsworth, so the tree hole became a big pit. Fortunately, the gold coin was still there.

"Well done, a Liang" Zhao Mai is very glad to have such a companion. If he had no food reserves, he would not be able to take risks in this world. He might have been defeated by loneliness, loneliness and helplessness. Although he can't speak, he is the best listener and will never be bored. Zhao Mai will listen to the songs stored in his mobile phone with him and tell him the story of another world.

"Woof, woof!" It seems that the dog has found something and calls Zhao Mai to go there. Bucher removed the branches and found Wordsworth's vegetative body lying in the mud. The part below his waist has been smashed. It should have been hit by fallen trees and then destroyed by the anti natural force barrier of the pyramid.

"That damned thing took Wordsworth. I don't know where it's going!" Zhao Mai looked at the debris on the ground and clenched his fist.

"The elf ball said, they work for an institution called the Great Church of nergus. Have you heard of it?"

Zhao Mai shakes his head. This name is Zhao Mai's. He looks down, but he doesn't find the Druid's separate activities. But the surrounding natural force did change, and the positive source continued to flow into the half tree body.

About half an hour later, Wordsworth opened his eyes.