i have a shelter.

As these out-of-tune and wrong words sounded, the fonts on the heads of the subordinates gradually condensed, and they completely threw themselves into the embrace of the god of protection.

But not pious, but blind faith.

...George blinked his eyes and confirmed the words on the remark again, but found that it was indeed the case: You are blind believers again. I have taught all the teachings and scriptures, so you cannot be pious. Must be superstitious?What the hell am I doing wrong... Forget it, I need them to be a little blinder now anyway.

Order those excited followers to put all the corpses together and set fire to them.George took the scroll and read it.

There are five zombies in the graveyard.The monster in the mill remained motionless.He put away the scroll and thought: Now the subordinates should not be afraid of ghosts, right?

During a short rest, George checked the bodies of these followers.He found that although there were some bruises and scratches on these people, most of them seemed to be done by themselves in a panic.For their peace of mind and to prevent accidental infections.George sang a lighter version of the holy hymn without mana, and joined them in a prayer.

Although this faint sacred breath cannot heal wounds quickly, it can disperse corruption and infection.

At this time, the subordinates who have completely believed in the lord can always feel a comfortable coolness in this kind of hymn, which gives them courage.

But in fact, it was just after exercising, the wind blowing away the sweat...

"You have been blessed by the God of Sanctuary. No matter what evils and ghosts are today, they will not be able to corrupt you." George began to cast the spell with a solemn and holy face.After playing in the lake, he suddenly closed his eyes, listened for a moment, and said, "Let's go, let's go to the cemetery. God told me that there is something that needs to be saved, and He wants to see the power of the guards of God." Your bravery has already made Him focus on you."

After hearing this flicker, the subordinates were as imposing as a rainbow.They eagerly raised the coal lamp and picked up the torches, as if they couldn't wait...

It's my first time dealing with ghosts, so don't fuck me up.George cheered himself up in his heart, and led the crowd around the mill and walked towards the cemetery.

The night was as dark as paint, and there were not even a single star above the sky of the cemetery, and the thin branches of the nearby withered old trees were slanting down, wrapped in the mist.There are many tombstones, and a little green fire floats around there.

Occasionally, a flying crow swishes, causing the forest to rustle, and even a few hares jump out from nowhere, and suddenly feel the forest is desolate and the wind is rustling.

After getting through the rotten and damaged iron railings, George and his party stopped at the edge of the cemetery, and under their feet was the new pit that had been filled during the day.

It was not the first time George had visited this cemetery, but he had never felt that the surrounding environment was so eerie.He pinched the base of his thigh to stop the trembling.He glanced at the subordinates beside him, but found that these guys didn't feel scared at all.Instead, he stared at the zombies in front of him eager to try.

Damn Xipi, the ignorant are really fearless!George swallowed, and looked at a bluestone catacomb not far away. His ancestors were buried in another tomb under the castle.And in this catacomb, what is buried are retainers, loyal servants, and illegitimate children.

He had seen in the scroll before that the foreign ghost was wandering in the tomb, disturbing the sleep of the dead.

A certain subordinate shook the torch in his hand, and the five zombies were immediately attracted by the flame.Looking at the five staggering mad refugees, the subordinates raised their iron forks and were about to start fighting them.

At this moment, George suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing.

He turned his head suddenly, and found that leaves were spinning around the tomb.A pale withered face, sweeping through the dead leaves, flew out of the mists above the tomb.

There were long and long echoes from its mouth, which made George panic.Afraid that his subordinates would be disturbed, he immediately turned the hammer on his waist into a holy sword, and shouted loudly for them: "Don't be afraid! Deal with the zombies first, and I will deal with the monsters. The holy sword in my hand will be destroyed as soon as possible." A sword can kill it! Really..."

However, when he turned his head, he found that the soldiers didn't notice the thing, and were concentrating on fighting the zombies.Only Alexander looked back at himself with a strange expression on his face, and said, "Who are you going to kill? My lord, I'll do it!"

He who has been watching the battle is feeling a little itchy.

George stared wide-eyed, watching the ghost float over the heads of Alexander and his followers. Whenever it floated near a person, the people nearby would shiver unconsciously, and their vitality would also decrease by 1 point. , but none of them noticed the ghost in front of them.

as if it didn't exist at all...

Of all the people, only Alexander was not affected, and the ghost seemed to deliberately bypass him, as if in fear.However, this powerful warrior cannot see ghosts.

The ghost's empty eyes scanned everyone, as if picking food.Finally, he turned his attention to George.

Immediately afterwards, he found that there was no one around.And he suddenly appeared in the middle of the cemetery!

He turned around and looked around, the strange tree bared its fangs and claws in the dense fog, and the surrounding fog swept in from all directions, making his whole body colder and colder, and something like strands of hair was constantly tickling his back neck, and the shoulders became heavy.

George suddenly felt a chill run from his back to the top of his head, and his hair exploded.Before he had time to think, he turned around and swung the long sword in his hand, only to find that there was only a wooden stick in his hand.And there is nothing behind it.

At this moment, a rotten and pale face suddenly stretched out from his shoulders, sticking right in front of his face!

George, whose hair was bursting, loudly extolled the prestige of the God of Sanctuary!

But even though he had recited the entire hymn in an instant, the syllables he uttered in his anxiety were extremely short, and even he himself couldn't tell which guardian god he was calling.

But it seems to be working.

After the ghost heard it, it suddenly covered its face with its dry hands in horror! Immediately afterwards, it burst into flames amidst screams!

The surrounding scene suddenly changed, George blinked his eyes, and found that the nearby subordinates were cleaning up the corpses of the zombies, there was no thick fog around him, and the trees were still those trees, and the position he was standing in was still the same as before that place.

The body is not as cold as before, but there is a heat flow exuding a sacred aura.It's just that his whole body is already soaked.

He recalled the scene just now, as if he was in a crisis, unconsciously uttered the whole mantra.

A big face suddenly approached, and George, who hadn't recovered from the shock, jumped up on the spot, even flying the long sword in his hand to the side.

"What's the matter with you, boss?" The big face was Alexander.He was looking at his lord curiously.

Speaking of which, he stretched out his big hand and dusted George's shoulder.

A pile of white ash fell from George's shoulders.

George looked down and found that there was still a small pile of embers under his feet.

"It's okay...it's okay." George took a breath, looked at the pile of embers, and reached out to grab them.But Alexander looked at the boss's behavior with wide eyes curiously. He thought George was crazy, because he didn't see anything in the boss's hand at all.

George ignored the big fool, he opened his hand and let the ashes scatter from his fingers with the wind.

Seeing the ashes flying in the sky, George no longer felt any fear in his heart.

Because the unknown has become the known.

0031 growth

"Who are you going to kill? Boss, tell me quickly." Alexander's big face came closer again.

George stretched out his hand expressionlessly, and pushed his big face away, not wanting to see him again.

At the most critical time, you have to rely on yourself... George shook his head, feeling a little depressed.

"Pile those corpses over there and burn them, and add more firewood. Let's stay here for a while." As he spoke, George took out the scroll and began to observe.

He knew that these fires and this cemetery should disperse the zombies in the distance.

On the scroll, the thing in the mill was still motionless.But the zombies in the west moved closer to this side, but became more scattered.

If you disperse a few more, then the rest should be able to deal with them together.He wiped the sweat off his brow and thought.After releasing that mantra just now, he felt that his whole body became hot.

Only a little mana was used, yet the ghost was instantly killed.This can't help but make this magic stick feel a little worshipful of his boss.

The Great God is really different, even the name is very hanging... Although I don't remember who I am talking about.

George scratched his head and didn't think about it anymore. He opened the scroll and found his own information, and found that the wish had increased by 3 points.

Get rid of all the monsters tonight, and then go over.The wish should be able to reach 100... Now these mantras are only Lv1, but they are already that strong.It seems that when they deal with evil things, their power is extraordinary.It seems that those mantras that have not been studied in the scriptures should also take the time to study them carefully.