Chapter 362： Fear dominated by demons

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It was noon.

The sun seems to be deeply resentful of this world, and smashes all its heat towards the world.

Under the scorching sun, the originally quiet city of Jager was now shrouded in shadow.

The shadow of death.

Of the 50,000 bats, the smallest wingspan is also half a meter, and the largest wingspan is two meters.

They are like a group of locusts, raging throughout the city.

The remaining 500 lower saints were originally less powerful than the 200 higher saints.

Faced with these 50,000 bats, it is naturally impossible to resist.

How to resist the quantity advantage of 100 to 1.

Throughout the city, there was a cry of screams.

Of course, this is only for those of the Legion of Light.

These people usually bully and fear, and have done a lot of bad things.

Killing them, Wen Zilong had no mercy.

As for the nearly ten thousand coolies in the city, Wen Zilong certainly did not shoot them.

These coolies are hiding in the house at this time, listening to the screams outside in horror.

From time to time, you can see the black shadow flying over the window.

Some of them shivered;

Some people are so scared to say nothing.

However, when the screams of the outside gradually subsided, none of these coolies were hurt.

After about ten minutes, they heard nothing seemed to be moving outside.

Some of those guts were out of the house.

The black demon has disappeared, and it seems that he has never been here.

However, on the streets of the city, a corpse can be seen from time to time.

These corpses belonged to the saints of the abomination Legion of Light.

"We ... we are not dead."

"That black demon, only killed those saints!"

"Then ... then flew away?"

"Aren't they coming to save us?"

"The Gewanians, think these black devils will bring disease and disaster. But now it seems that this is not the case."

While talking, they saw a car slowly coming towards the city.

They saw a big bird standing in the car's compartment.

Someone before saw that this was the big bird who could only speak.

What is this big bird doing now?

Those black demons must be related to it.

So, is it here to kill us now?

Even if it's not killing us, it should be like the Legion of Light, enslaving us and letting us do the hard work?

At this time, Wen Zilong looked at the frightened people, he shook his head helplessly.

Then he waved his wings and said:

"You are free now. Where do you want to go."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was stunned.

There stood stunned, no one moved.

Wen Zilong sighed again: "I'm afraid that the air will suddenly be quiet. I said, you are free, you want to eat, drink, drink, lala, and spread. You can even do shameful things."

"This……"

Everyone was stunned again.

"Master, you ... don't kill us?"

Asked a bold young man.

Wen Zilong waved his wings and said, "These donors would really joke. Like me, kind and kind, with a generous heart and kindness, how could Amitabha kill people?"

The young man looked back at the corpses on the street.

The meaning is obvious: you killed so many people, and you said that you will not kill?

But this adult kills all evil people.

Killing the wicked is equivalent to saving them good people.

So it can be considered a kind person.

Thinking of this, the young man crawled on the ground quickly.

"Thank you for saving us."

Others followed the prostrate.

"Thank you for saving us."

"Sir, ask your name bravely. We also pray for you every day."

"Yes, lord, you rescued us from the sea of ​​suffering. We pray for you every day."

Wen Zilong thought about it and nodded:

"Then, call me the Great Demon King. Oh, it's the Great Demon King, there is no‘ bar '. "

Thinking of these words, when translated into Chinese, it is "Big Devil", Wen Zilong is a little embarrassed.

Those people are stunned.

No matter in which country or culture, "Big Devil" is not a good word.

The bird killed the wicked and saved them all.

He said that he was called the Devil.

However, the big devil is the big devil.

"Thank you Lord Lord for saving us."

Said the young man prostrately.

Others also prowled the ground, saying:

"Thank you, Lord Demon, for your rescue."

"We will pray for Lord Demon every day in the future."

"If there is no Lord Demon Lord, maybe we will die in the hands of the saints of the Legion of Light. Thank you, Lord Demon."

Wen Zilong listened to those people's heartfelt gratitude, and looked at the gratitude in their eyes, and they couldn't help but feel a little sense of happiness.

It turns out that helping others is also a kind of happiness.

It seems that I should be a bloodthirsty bird who helps others in the future.

Wen Zilong waved to them to make them flat.

Then he came to the sniper son and grabbed the sniper rifle with his claws.

Passed to Wen Yuqi: "Aren't you going to shoot?"

Wen Yu nodded, took it, and fiddled with it twice.

Seeing her skilled technique, Wen Zilong said: "It seems to be an old driver with a gun."

Wen Yuqi gave Wen Zilong a white look, his face looked a little excited.

To be honest, she really likes guns.

It's just that there was basically no chance in other times except when I was able to touch the gun while practicing shooting.

Now there is a chance.

And still her favorite sniper rifle.

Wen Zilong said to Wen Yuqi: "Go around and see if there are bullets for sniper rifles."

Wen Yuqi shook his head: "No, this sniper rifle uses general bullets. The bullets in the surrounding guns can be used."

"Well, that's good. You will be my sniper in the future. You have to cover me when I am bullied; you have to cover me when I bully."

Wen Yuqi stroked the gun body with some admiration, and said, "Come on, you can't die with me."

"Go, go to the next city."

At the same time, in the city of Wagda, fifty kilometers away from the city of Jag.

The escaped bald saint was standing in front of the Son of Wagda, recalling with horror.

After hearing this, the Son of Navagda frowned.

He had previously received information that the saints in both cities had been destroyed.

At this time he heard the bald saint say that he had no doubt about the strange bird.

The bald priest said at last: "That strange bird, let me bring you a word to Lord Son: They are the Devil Legion, here."

The Son of Wagda, who was pacing, heard a word and stepped slightly.

A flash of intent flashed in his eyes.

"Come? Then stay all."

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