Chapter 128: People from the Church of Darkness
Dong Dong Dong
The alarm bell sounded at the sentry tower in the northwest and reverberated over the whole of Westwind Town.
Robb was happily reciting the text he learned back in middle school, but his mood was ruined by the bell. He couldn't help but be slightly exasperated, "what the hell? What sort of monsters came to Westwind Town to cause trouble this time?"
The Templar Knights rushed to the northwest corner as soon as possible, and Robb was once again dragged to the northwest corner by the three nuns.
However, Robb was experienced this time. Ehem, the three nuns are still too young and too simple, especially since the two little nuns who were pulling his arms are too young to protect themselves. As they tugged Robb's arm, Robb took the opportunity to touch their hands twice. The thief was quite satisfied.
Robb climbed the northeast wall and saw a very uncomfortable scene of a large pack of giant wolves chasing more than 30 people in black cloaks riding horses. They were obviously from the Church of Darkness.
Robb saw a necromancer with a staff. However, there was only one necromancer. The other cloaked men seemed to be a mix of men and women, all very young. Some were dressed in Church of Darkness priestly clothes, some women wore black nun clothes, and others looked like ordinary believers.
The group was galloping with horses, and behind them were huge wolves. Their horses obviously did not run as fast as the wolves, and they were about to be overtaken.
Seeing the Westwind Town close at hand, the leading necromancer gritted his teeth and shouted, "everyone, rush into Westwind Town. This is a special town, maybe it can give you shelter, come on! Hurry up! We don't have much time! We can only bet on this. I'll protect your backs!"
With that, the necromancer turned his horse's head.
Dont! Master Dont do it. A priest turned his head and shouted, "run, too."
The necromancer had already turned his horse, muttering some words, facing the approaching wolves. And With a sudden wave of his staff, more than a dozen bone spears lashed out and flew at the wolves.
However, the huge, silver wolf in front suddenly leaped at the bone spear and turned into a human in mid-air. It was not long ago that he met Robb, the werewolf general White Moon.
He took the huge axe off his back in mid-air, waved his hands, and attacked, chopping all the bone spears in mid-air into pieces and sending them flying all over the sky.
The necromancer gritted his teeth, and the staff slammed at the ground, "Bone wall!"
He turned to look at Little Yi, only to see that Little Yi was covering the mouths of the two nuns and dragging them back.
Robb smiled. "what happened? The two of them wanted to object, and you stopped them? "
Little Yi nodded.
Thats progress. Robb smiled.
Little Yi bit her lower lip and said, "I just found that people from the Church of Darkness are also people If I really love all things, I should also try to love them. No, I won't love them. I just want to try to find out if they really should be killed. "
*Claps* Robb applauded.
The town gate slowly opened, and the 32 from the Church of Darkness looked at the open gate, a little disbelieving, a little scared to enter a town controlled by a priest of the Church of Light.
They first glanced back at the approaching werewolf army, gritted their teeth, crossed their hearts, and rushed in.
And Bang!
The town gate closed behind them.
Then, White Moon, a werewolf warrior, stood in front of the town and roared angrily, "Westwind Town, what are you trying to do?"
Nothing. Lying on the town wall, Robb smiled at White Moon and said, "my town is in urgent need of population Ah, I was mistaken. Lets start over again. God is benevolent. I am the most soft-hearted person alive. I can't see others die in front of me. As soon as I see someone injured and going to die or something, I can't help but want to lend a helping hand. I advise you to be kind and to forgive others. Only half-kill people. Dont kill thoroughly. That's not good. "
White Moon:
Everyone:
After the eerie silence that lasted for dozens of seconds, White Moon roared angrily, "you want population, and you want it from my hand? Isnt that too much? If you want population, give birth yourself. Don't speak nonsense."
Its too slow to give birth yourself. It will take at least a decade for a usable population. Of course, its best to use ready-made ones. Robb shrugged, Ive explained it clearly now. For my sake, cut these people some slack.