Low-end version system main god

Chapter 779

This is a dilapidated castle, and the previous owner is like an iron gate that is so rusty that it will peel off as soon as it is touched by bad wood.

No one still remembers the past scenery here, just like the barren vines in front of the castle, everything is covered and buried by the dust of time.

In just a few years, it is possible to bury the glorious family of glory for a thousand years, but it is also possible to give birth to ten or even a hundred knights who have received the sacred canonization.

Although the mercenaries came from all over the world and gathered here for different purposes, but for now, they all gathered under the banner of the gods to execute the oracle of the gods.

They have achieved remarkable results. Not only have they caused the Caucasian White Wolf tribe a lot of trouble, but they have always been able to retreat completely. So far, they have not missed a single time.

Because they have a wise and powerful leader - Jess.

If he has divine help, he can always predict the enemy first.

He is invincible and can always sweep the battlefield.

he……

Although the time of cooperation is not long, everyone understands that Jess has a bright future. In the future... no, he will be rewarded by the gods immediately and become a holy knight.

This is more honorable than the knights enshrined in the secular kingdom, and he will receive superhuman courtesy wherever he goes, especially when the gods descend and miracles become more and more frequent.

Everyone knew Captain Jess' next plan - he wanted to lay down a city and use it as the base of his mercenary group.

He will definitely succeed!
Some members of the small and medium mercenary groups began to ponder whether to merge into Jess's mercenary group as a whole.

I would rather be the head of a chicken than the queen of an ox. That is to say that in the past, in this troubled world, strength came first, face was secondary, and the person who had the thickest thighs was the one who lived the longest.

Although there are many thick thighs in this world, Jess seems to be the only one around him.

Only soon, they changed their minds.

Because, the savages have arrived, overwhelming.

"Reporting head, the surrounding area is surrounded by Caucasians. All directions and roads are completely blocked. The Caucasians are definitely mobilizing."

"Captain, our whereabouts have always been secretive, and there are sentries from hundreds of miles away. It is absolutely impossible for the enemy to touch us silently. There must be a traitor among us."

Hearing the report from his subordinates, Jess's eyelids with three folds jumped slightly, his thick Adam's apple rolled up and down twice, and his mouth still felt dry.

Anxiously, he picked up the leather bag on the table, gulped two sips of wine, the scorching alcohol rose from his belly, rushed to his face in an instant, and his eyes suddenly turned red.

I don't know if it's the alcohol or the blood.

Everyone could feel the panic and fear emanating from Jess. When this aura spread to them, it was magnified ten times.

After all, if the White Wolf Tribe came out in full force, it would be able to pull up 500 million young and strong dog cavalry, plus the elderly, women, children, and children, it could reach tens of millions.

As for the mercenary group, dozens of teams were put together, less than [-].

What's more, there are barbarian air forces in the sky.

But at this time, the red color on Jess's face was replaced by blue-white light, and Jess's messy hair floated upwards and swayed automatically without any wind.

The blue-white light oozes from the soles of the feet like mercury, flowing in all directions, and outlines strange patterns along invisible tracks.

Magic circle!
But Jess' confidants knew that this was not an ordinary magic circle. The magicians in the mercenary group copied the picture of the circle, but they couldn't understand a single symbol.

No, there is not a single symbol on the magic circle, and the whole picture seems to be drawn with one stroke, without any pause or interruption in the middle.

It's just that the complicated lines and fine silk threads make people headache and dazzled.

hum!
The light of the magic circle rose upwards, like a beam of light, covering Jess. Layers of light seemed to be real, and layers of blue-white lightning power were plated on Jess' body.

Each layer has patterns ten times more complicated than the magic circle, but the thickness of each layer is not even one-tenth that of a cicada's wing.

Within a few breaths, Jess's body was coated with thousands of layers of lightning.

Just like body painting, a special pattern is drawn on Jess's body, and then layer by layer, the quantity changes to produce a qualitative change.

When the light dimmed, a strangely shaped armor appeared on Jess's body.

It's like the full body armor worn by knights, but it's different, and I can't say what the difference is.

But when they saw the armor on the leader's body and the sledgehammer in his hand, everyone forgot their fear and anxiety, and became full of fighting spirit and even fanaticism in an instant.

It seems that there is nothing in the world to be afraid of.

They believe that even if there are tens of thousands of enemies, the regiment leader can still lead them to fight a bloody path.

Jace gently buttoned the helmet, and a blue light flashed out, forming a visor, protecting the last piece of exposed skin on his body.

However, Jess' voice came out clearly.

"Gather your men and horses, prepare to fight!"

"Tell those mercenary groups, don't take chances, today, there is only a fight to the death!"

After saying this, Jess put the sledgehammer on the ground, knelt down on one knee and began to pray.

It's a habit he's had for decades, and it's only last month that the habit has changed.

The posture is still the same as before, but the object of prayer has changed from the god of light to the god of thunder.

He will never forget that day, when a thunderbolt fell from the sky and struck tens of meters in front of him, blasting the ground into a huge crater.

The blue-white electric light is like a spider web, covering every corner of the pit, and countless thick or small electric lights are circling and agitating like flowing water, flowing turbulently.

Jess just took a few steps forward out of curiosity, and as a result, a ray of light slithered around him like a python, and then there was no more.

When he woke up, it was already several days later.

He didn't know what had happened these past few days, he only knew that when he woke up, he was holding a delicate hammer in his hand.

With this small hammer, he broke through the limit time and time again and created miracles, from an unknown little mercenary to the head of a mercenary regiment with hundreds of elite soldiers.

However, it was precisely because of this small hammer that he fell into today's desperate situation.

Jess is no idiot.

When he led the mercenary group to snipe the White Wolf Tribe, all he killed were insignificant servants.

These people are simply cannon fodder, no matter how many deaths they will have, they will not hurt their bones, let alone invite bloody revenge from the Caucasians.

However, the Caucasians came, in full force, and with them savages.

Jess didn't think that he had this kind of cards and could enjoy this kind of imperial treatment.

Therefore, it can only be the god behind him.

But Jess had no regrets.

He knew what it cost to be the bearer of God's will.

He can fight with his life for a gold coin, he doesn't think his life is so precious, all the previous enjoyments, in exchange for a hundred lives are enough.

Today, it's just a battle to the death.

No loss!

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