Zerg in the crystal wall world

The virus in the Holy See World has only been spreading for a short period of time, and the number of deeply infected individuals is not large.

Even in a city with a large population like the Royal City, there is still no unit that can stop a saint.

But even so, the Protector Sword Master basically never touched the ground along the way.

They all cut off a section of someone's roof, and then jumped over before the fungus blanket could cover it.

The palace's shield suddenly lost a sharp capacity after it came into contact with the fungus carpet. When replacing the magic crystal, the shield capacity was not replenished in time because it was delayed by three seconds. The plague was introduced into the palace...

Although the ancient jewelry that created the shield on the prince was far more reliable than the mage tower in the palace, the Protector Sword Master still did not want these soft and muddy things to touch the shield at all.

Fortunately. The Holy See on the other side of the royal city seems to have not fallen yet.

The spire building, which was no smaller than the palace, was still emitting holy light, blocking out all germ blankets and infected bodies.

only. Because the church is located in a civilian area.

Both the population and the degree of soil erosion here are far higher than those in the palace.

There are even "split chests" appearing in groups here.

That is, the virus has inserted the "highly active accessory heart" gene, causing the heart to swell and expand the ribs.

The self-vitality stimulated by the heart and the ecological vitality brought by the Mota virus converge to increase various qualities. Although their agility and strength are not as good as those of alienated combatants, they can increase the cell activity of ordinary infected bodies around them through the spore mist emitted from their bodies.

If there were hordes like now.

It will also activate the surrounding fungus carpet, and the barnacle shooters born from it will continuously spit out the fungus carpet tissue, forming a barrage.

But for a saint, this is not a problem.

He can rush into the corpses and slaughter them all easily, or...

The Protector Sword Master hugged the baby tightly. Casting "Guard" exerts most of the controllable distortion power on the child.

Footsteps.

The huge force directly broke the beams that had been corroded by the carpet.

After crushing several people's roofs in succession, the Sword Master of the Hou Kingdom increased his speed to an extremely fast level.

Xunxun's fighting spirit spurted out from around him, blowing away all the missiles that were thrown towards the carpet.

In just one breath, the Guardian Sword Master rushed from the roof to the top of the church.

Stretch your arms to protect His Highness the Prince.

The Protector of the Nation smashed the stained glass of the church with his head. He rushed into the hall and slid to his knees for more than ten meters before stopping.

But even though the Protector Sword Master had extended the braking distance as much as possible, such rapid acceleration still made the child cry.

The sword master didn't care about coaxing the child, and first observed the surroundings vigilantly.

The interior of the church is still as spotless as ever.

The huge icon of the cross shines with holy light.

Below, various monks, nuns, and even bishops, who were rarely seen in the past, knelt in front of the icon and prayed devoutly.

The child's crying stopped quickly, as if he was soothed by this holy breath. Even the sword master felt peaceful and calm in his heart.

The Sword Master felt a slight disharmony, but he did not think of anything wrong - there were no normal living beings in the royal city except here, so what could they do if they didn't pray?

It was only after the crying stopped that uniform prayers reached his ears.

"Loving Lord of Light, we express our gratitude to you for spending yesterday's night. Thank you for giving me life, breath and all things, allowing us to go out in peace and live in abundance..."

What a safe and prosperous thing.

At this time, even if you pray in a cliché, you shouldn’t say it like this.

The saint has a long lifespan, and the swordsman who protects the country has a transcendent status. The bishop almost grew up under his watch. The swordsman patted the bishop's shoulder with an unobtrusive hand: "What are you praying for..."

Before he finished speaking, the Sword Master's expression changed.

It doesn’t feel right!

He did not feel the bishop's bones and muscles. Instead, he felt that there was an unknown object under the clothes that was constantly squirming.

A rich holy light suddenly rose from the position under his hand, and the opponent was trying to burn him!

The sword master's movements were even faster than the Holy Light. He drew his sword with one hand and chopped off the bishop's head with one sword strike.

Blood spattered, but the fracture at the neck had no structure that a vertebrate should have, let alone the esophagus, trachea, and spine. Moreover, granulation sprouts quickly grew under the "healing" of the holy light.

Despite such a huge change, the monks below remained calm and continued to chant. Even the bishop's head continued to pray after it flew out.

The sword master finally felt something and turned to look at the statue not far away.

Swing the sword and slash out the sword light.

After a white line was drawn.

The idol is divided into two halves.

But the inside of the marble statue, which should have been as smooth as a mirror when cut by the sword energy, was filled with dense holes, and countless hyphae had invaded it.

In the center of the statue, there is a huge, grooved, brain-like mass of flesh, bulging and beating, constantly broadcasting something to the outside.

"Listen with bated breath" The Protector Sword Master immediately performed a strange skill, and through the directional stimulation of the twisted power, the already particularly sharp senses became more detailed.

Within a few breaths, the Protector Sword Master noticed that almost every brick in this church, from the foundation to the spire, was completely eroded by the fungus carpet.

"Blasphemy!" screamed the Bishop's head.

All the surrounding monks stopped praying uniformly, stood up silently, and looked at the Sword Master who protected the country.

The Protector Sword Master's hair stood on end.

These monks who look like humans, in fact, have completely turned into monsters except for their skin... no, except for the outermost "texture" including their clothes, which still looks like humans.

This church, which looks so glamorous on the outside, is actually the largest insect nest in the kingdom!

The sword master immediately drew his sword and prepared to escape - there should be no normal people left in the royal city, and even if he could destroy it, it would be meaningless...

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Goblin world.

Under the red moon.

"Moon God! Don't forget that we are still fighting against the Destroyer!" The God of Light shouted angrily at the Moon God, "Do you still have any bottom line?"

Luna was stunned for a moment, but still replied coldly: "Both the goblin kingdoms of Erin and Goben have been destroyed, and all the silos have been destroyed. The remaining mechanical souls have long been incapable of destroying the world."

The God of Light hesitated for a moment, but then spoke: "Using plague, is your behavior really a method that the order camp should use?"

"Don't forget, the camp you are talking about now was the reason why the goblins fought against each other back then." Moon God did not respond to the plague, but instead accused, "Are you missing the time when you were terrorized by the goblins' soul decay weapons? God of Light?"

The God of Light was furious: "Stop being so clever and answer my question head-on!"

Luna did not flinch: "Are you ordering me? Clarol..."

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In the end, the two broke up amid mutual accusations.

The God of Light gathered his thoughts back to his heavenly world, and said to a white-robed angel with wings on his back: "Kirupa, open the door to heaven. A world is in urgent need of purification!"

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Luna's mind was drawn to her garden world, and she began to search for information distractedly.

Despite the lively quarrel between her and the God of Light just now, she actually didn't know what the God of Light was doing wrong, and she acted so angry.

Fortunately, the God of Light just revealed enough information.

Soon she received crucial information from her followers.

A plague that can inspire the power of life?

She was pretty sure she didn't do it.

But apart from those ancient elven tribes that have been passed down for more than 100,000 years, only the Son of Nature has the ability to cultivate a plague of this magnitude.

But the former is often extremely closed, and the latter...has a new child of nature been born?

After thinking for a moment, the Moon God also ordered: "Prepare the Root Spirit Network Road and let the Moon Chasers set off in advance!"

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