Blood red moonlight sprinkled on the top of each head on the battlefield, the black shadow swayed and fought in the not so bright environment, and the dark rain forest was quiet again, like a silent giant.
The news of the battle came from my ears, especially the front line of the death guards against the monster army.
It was Diana and Cecilia, with a steel bone, and the three of them changed the battlefield into the sky.
Three different blood phases of the moon, the bright stars in the dark sky, when the three fight each other, the strong light of all colors is just like the flash of the camera, and the night curtain is briefly torn open again and again.
"I'll go and help Diana."
Jessica is ready to fly away. Near the entrance to the dungeon, the witch boy seems to have given up her resistance after the death knell arrives, even without casting.
"Help zatana." Su Ming let the strangulation pull Jessica out of the air, manually adjusted her direction, and patted her on the back: "it's better not to fight with sissy, it can be a demigod, it can be a devil, or even a machine or a cat. Mollu is not safe. I don't know how much she has been strengthened in the witch's moment."
"Well, I can't stand here and watch my friends fight."
Jessica only remembers the death knell saying that men can't get close to Ceci. Now it has developed to all human beings, and it's really prudent...
she looked up a little sympathetically at the steel bone that was bombarded by her bare hands, shook her head regretfully and sighed. Steel bone was expelled from the category of men by the death knell. Now, even human beings are not counted?
"Alas."
With a sigh, but that's all. She obediently flew to the bodyguard's side of the line, and the familiar Omega rays suddenly penetrated the heads of countless skeletons and blew them into the air into a handful of white ash.
When they were talking, the witch boy just stood still and touched the cat with his palm.
Su Ming turned his attention to him again. The witch boy in the past had a melon cap on his head, which was quite lovely at first, but now he has changed his hair style, which is the most popular among the medieval missionaries. He is bald in the middle of his head and surrounded by a circle of hair.
The mercenary laughed, and the God killer in his hand changed into a big sword: "don't you run? In fact, you can retreat. Although you are a little naughty sometimes, you are also a friend of the justice alliance. If I kill you, Diana will be unhappy afterwards
"Back? Where can we retreat? " The witch boy put the cat on his shoulder and clenched the cross on his chest: "as long as witch town is still underground in New York City, I have no way out."
So Su Ming basically understood that the witch boy was really dragged down by the fools in the city.
His citizens are magicians and believers of God.
The incarnations of magic and witchcraft are now in the world, and they choose between the two, choosing only what they think is right, not the stronger.
The Puritans had a martyr like mentality, once identified, ten cattle could not be pulled back.
Witch boy was coerced by public opinion. Others had lived underground for a long time and didn't know the situation. But how could he not know what kind of person she was?
His implication was that he didn't want to join the witchcraft team, but the villagers asked him to join, so he had to come.
The life span of magicians is very long, which means that the number of relatives and friends is more than ordinary people can imagine. The whole family kneel down and kowtow to ask him to go to work somewhere. Can he not go?
In addition to kinship and friendship, the weird order of Wuzhen does not rely on combat effectiveness to gain the right to speak, but the degree of study on the Bible determines the right to speak.
Although Wutong has a strong fighting capacity, he has never read the Bible seriously. Naturally, he is not the opponent of the aborigines in Wuzhen.
He inherited the title of missionary, but did not have the corresponding knowledge, so he had to listen to the people of the city.
Maybe he was said to be speechless, right? Hehe, in order to send the witch boy off to the war, these people changed his most devout hair style, put on a monk's dark brown robe and hung a cross.
It's like the Crusades, but I don't know if he has made a promise like, "if you don't attack Jerusalem, you won't take a bath.".
The death knell takes a look at the battle situation in the sky. At present, it is still stable. Cecilia has launched the "three phases of the moon" card. However, these blood months do not seem to have any additional effect except providing shelter for monsters on the ground.
We have to observe it again...
he propped his sword on the ground, and the metal and the stone that made up the square made a sound of friction. A bunch of weeds were cut off between the bricks, but no one cared.
The knell nodded to the witch boy and smacked his mouth: "I don't believe in any religion, but I know something about Puritanism in the United States. Should it be Calvin sect among the three Protestant Catholic sects? They believe that everything has been arranged by God and has nothing to do with people's efforts. It is because of God's care that life is not going well. It is because of their own guilt. "The witch boy was silent for a moment, but he still nodded with difficulty. He looked decadent: "it seems that you and I think this is ridiculous. It is clear that as a magician, as long as they study magic, they can enter the" heaven ". However, they dare not go. They just make their own rules underground and show their loyalty to that person with their own rules."
"I see, there is no Christ on your cross, because the Puritans don't worship idols, but here's where I can't understand. Since they don't need the magic to go to heaven and don't want benefits, why turn to Cecilia?"
This is what Su Ming is curious about, because it doesn't make sense logically. The Puritans advocate a simple and poor life with no desires and no demands. So now they just have to stay in the city and guard against death. Why should witches disturb the muddy waters?
Clarion gave a wry smile and rolled his eyes: "because Cecilia assured them that she would make Puritanism the only God doctrine in the world in the future that she would succeed..."
well, it was not for themselves, but for "truth" and "glory of the Lord." well...
Su Ming also laughed, and he shook his head: "sure enough, with the pagans Is heresy more hateful than unbelievers? Cecilia is a believer in hecat. Strictly speaking, it is an archaic sect, a proper pagan. But your countrymen chose to join her jihad in order to deal with other Bible players
As a matter of fact, the terms given by Ceci are really what the justice alliance can never give. That woman is really a smart little devil. Knowing that she can't convince the witch child, she first persuades him of his fetters and puts him in a chariot.
"Ah, that's about it. Now you see, it's a religious war, and I'm the chosen holy warrior."
The witch boy pointed to his current dress, which seemed helpless. However, he quickly released the cross and turned to open the portal behind him to summon the ocean of tentacles:
"you know everything, I don't want to be like this. But I will not let my relatives down. My personal wishes and tendencies are insignificant compared with our ideals. Let's do it. I need a glorious battle. Holy! My Lord
Su Ming took a deep breath and held up the golden sword in his hand. The shadow of the red moon reflected the roundness of the sword, but he gently vomited the fragrance:
"mdzz..."
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