Mercenaries and Adventurers

The priests led by the **** of the dead hurriedly jumped onto the donkey cart, and quietly shared the information they had inquired with their companions who set out together.

The reliability of this news is basically no problem. Although the Church of the God of the Dead has no great kindness to the refugees in the checkpoint, or the rations they need most, but the refugees who died due to illness or injury, their Church of the God of the Dead A series of regular and uncompromising death farewell ceremonies were carried out.

The church provided free firewood to burn the corpses, and comforted both the dead souls and the living about life and death.

Not to mention being comparable to the Church of the God of Saturn who has been trying to raise funds to distribute food, the Church of the God of the Dead is also very nice to them, and will not lie to them about this kind of information.

"In this way, those two leaders are very suspicious." Someone said so.

The priest leading the team nodded: "When I was young, I followed the army to wipe out the Church of the Evil God who just wanted to take advantage of the chaos. In the well-set trap, directly kill a large number of innocent souls who are desperate."

Someone answered immediately: "It seems to be very similar to the current situation. We have to hurry."

Everyone in the donkey cart nodded silently, and the whips driving the donkeys waved more frequently.

The wheels rolled past the ancient rocky streets in the checkpoint, leaving behind the depressed shops and begging refugees on the streets. They soon came to the east gate of the checkpoint. The soldiers guarding the checkpoint saw that it was the priests of the Church of the God of the Dead inside the checkpoint, and they didn't check it.

Although the priests of the Church of the God of the Dead have an honorable status, they are people who cannot be avoided in life. But none of the soldiers want to see these professionals who are associated with death all day long. They privately said that if those priests had more contact with each other, they would be filled with death energy, and death would come early.

The priests on the donkey cart didn't understand this. They didn't know that there was such nonsense related to them in the White Rock City Wall checkpoint. If they knew, they probably wouldn't care.

At this time, except for the priest who led the team and had rich combat experience when he was young, he was relatively calm at this time. The others were restless and did not dare to speak, so they had to constantly check the protective equipment they wore for the first time.

Each of them is holding a short-handled metal scepter. This kind of "death grip" divine power scepter with uniform specifications can use the divine power bestowed by the **** of the dead to send out a wave that can cause life exhaustion to all life when it is swung quickly. Damaged Death Force Blast.

This is their main weapon. In most cases, this weapon is enough to deal with all life enemies, and even some of them are too powerful. As for the ordinary undead without life, the priests can easily catch them, and there are more simple ways to deal with them.

In addition, all of them are wearing robes with divine protection ability. This kind of combat robes is different from ordinary robes. As long as there is still divine power on them, ordinary external injuries will not easily damage the places protected by the robes. The amulet of the **** of the dead with a blurred face is also carried by everyone, in a calfskin bag on the belt.

Because the situation is unknown, they may have to deal with enemies with strange means, so each of them also wears a curse-resistant necklace. This kind of protective necklace that can resist foreign magic and curse attacks is usually worn by no one, because it is too much. It sank, and the copper chain was covered with small cylindrical stone pillars engraved with blessings, and there was a round flat stone plate on the chest of the necklace, on which was carefully engraved a letter from the **** of the dead to the priests of his own church. Words of refuge.

The effect of resisting the curse naturally came from this word of protection.

In the end, in addition to these weapons and equipment that everyone had, the priest who led the team was also carrying a small leather rucksack with a lock. In the tightly carried rucksack, there was a weapon specially distributed to them by the superior parish. The treasure of the church to which the White Rock City Wall level belongs - Orb of Denial.

This kind of combat equipment that many people have never heard of, let alone seen it, is even more powerful.

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"One, two, three, let's work together!"

"Four five six, step forward!"

"Seven or eight, push forward!"

"Push! Push! Push! Hey—"

At this moment, the north side of the clearing is a scene full of enthusiasm. The felled trees were dealt with by the nimble young people on the excess branches on the trunk, and then many grooves were made on the trunk for easy grasping. The people went into battle together, taking advantage of the slippery ground and the not-too-distant distance, trying to push the trunk of the big tree to the direction where the corpses were placed in the open space.

There are people on the left and right sides of the tree trunk. Everyone grasped the groove made by metal weapons on the trunk with their hands, then lowered their bodies to grab it, and followed the slogan of a young man who had cut wood in the village. Push your legs hard and move the multi-ton tree trunk forward.

This work is far more skillful than it seems, because when exerting force, it does not rely on the strength of the arms, but stretches the arms obliquely forward to hold the groove, props the body up as far as possible obliquely, and then uses the strength of the legs to exert force. Work hard.

It's actually the legs that do the work, not the arms.

After all, people often say: "The strength of a leg is stronger than the arms. The strength of the waist is stronger than the legs."

If it weren't for the fact that the strength of the waist and abdomen is more used to swing the felled wood instead of carrying the trunk, people probably have to find a way to use the strength of the waist and abdomen to push the heavy trunk.

The commotion here was in full swing, and Xue Yaster, who was directing hundreds of people to work, was also excited to see it. But right next to it, the trunk of another big tree, which had been cleaned up, was grabbed by Kiel alone. He lifted it up and carried it on his shoulders, roaring and exerting force to drag the trunk of a big tree more than ten times his own.

Dozens of people joined the battle next to them, and slowly pushed the tree trunk to the corpse step by step, while Kiel, after lifting the tree trunk, strode with all his might, shouting heartily, while pushing the big tree trunk to the corpse. Tree trunks dragged hard forward.

The place where the back of the trunk touched the ground, because it bears all the weight, dragged out a groove forcefully during the movement.

Although Kiel's performance of such powerful strength shocked everyone, the dozens of young people who pushed the trunk of the big tree did not give up. They also increased their strength and shouted The young man directing the chant kept speeding up his speech in order to match the young people holding their breath.

"ha!!"

With a roar, Kiel sank his body together, exerted strength with his legs and pushed his waist up, and finally lifted his shoulders, and threw the tree trunk on his shoulders to the open space, letting other people with axes The young man took over and cut the entire trunk to the proper length.

In the end, these trunks weighing hundreds of kilograms will be stacked together to form a large fire that can quickly burn the corpse to ashes.

The bottom of this big fire will be densely packed with thick, fire-resistant tree trunks one by one, and the long thinner trunks will stand up to form a fire on the top, and the hollow center will be filled with previously cut branches. and green sprouting leaves.

After lighting the fire, you only need to keep adding firewood to it, and you can keep throwing corpses into it, and they will be quickly burned to ashes by the high-temperature flame.

Kiel moved the trunks of several big trees back and forth in this way, but later he disliked the trouble of the armor. He even took off the armor on his upper body, bare his chest and arms, and carried the trunks one by one with sweat.

The glowing blessing pattern on his chest also aroused many people's curiosity, but Kiel didn't care about it.

It wasn't until the trunk of the last big tree was moved there, and the trunk of the big tree was cut off with an ax by himself, that the blue light in Kiel's eyes quickly faded away.

The blessing of the 'source of grass and trees' of infinite energy has not been consumed until now.

Kiel wiped his sweaty face, picked up the ax without hesitation, picked up the armor with the ax, and returned to his own carriage, swinging and whistling.

Beside the carriage, he threw things on the ground casually, while he picked up a can of clear and dust-free rainwater and drank it clean.

"Cool!"

Sitting on the driver's seat of the carriage with the empty jar in his arms, Keel felt the situation on his body.

The God of Saturn’s blessing that replaced life energy consumption retreated back into the leaf pattern on the two ribs. After touching and probing, Kiel found that this blessing power could no longer be used in a short time. It’s not that it cannot be used forcibly, but for use For the sake of the user's physical safety, reduce the wear and tear of the body after forcible use and rest.

It seems that his body has gone through repeated battles and work, and it seems that his energy has not been consumed at all, and it has been replaced by divine power, but after all, his body has undergone intense exercise. , the load borne by bones, the contraction of tendons and the wear and tear of skin, these are all things that actually happened in the physical world.

Kiel opened and closed his arms in a wide range, carefully feeling every change in his body.

"Phew, it's like a big truck with a gas station on its back. Although there is no shortage of oil in the fuel tank and the oil in the engine is full, the metal parts in the whole vehicle wear and generate heat. It’s something that actually happened.”

"Hiss, a double feeling of exhaustion mixed with spirit."

He murmured, mentally too, the unlimited energy brought not only no loss of physical strength, but also his spirit was very full at this time, but after a night of fierce fighting and running, coupled with the continuous hard work and happy howling just now, Still brings an unusual feeling.

Keel vaguely felt the existence of something that consciousness was attached to.

Could that be his soul?

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"ignition!"

Priest Batar stood far away from the tall firewood pile with a sad expression, behind him were hundreds of young refugees who had already stood up and stood behind him.

Everyone stared silently at the wooden tower-like thing piled up with tree trunks and firewood several meters high. Someone had already shed tears last night, and was watching silently at this moment. Some people wept softly, feeling sad again for the relatives and friends who lost their innocent lives in the bandit attack.

Some people were even weak all over and needed help from the left and right to stand up. However, following the loud orders of the young priest, strength burst out miraculously from their bodies, and they stood upright steadily, even standing on tiptoes, watching To a pile of firewood hidden by clumps of tangled hair.

The firewood pile was right next to the corpses in the open space. At this moment, the priest gave an order, and immediately a Saturnian believer held high the blazing torch that had already been lit, and strode over.

Outside the pile of firewood, there was someone with relevant experience, who used the rags and clothes that no one wanted on the corpse, mixed with hay that I didn't know where to find, and twisted it into a simple kindling rope.

After the believer holding the torch approached the fire, according to the instructions of his companions, he squatted down and used the torch to ignite the kindling rope extending from the outside of the firewood pile to the central branch.

This thing is very good, and the flame will rustle as soon as it is touched. The flames burned quickly along the dry grass wrapped in rags in the center, and extended along the rope to the center of the firewood pile at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The believer holding the torch seemed to be quite afraid of the flames that were about to erupt from the tall firewood pile in front of him, so he ran back slightly staggeringly. He returned to the edge of the crowd and put the torch on the ground. The others had already prepared some floating soil in their hands, and sprinkled a few handfuls of soil to cover the torch, and the flame was extinguished.

In this way, this special torch can be used again later, as long as the soil on it is shaken off.

The flames quickly entered the tall firewood pile from the thin kindling rope, and there was nothing at first. Everyone complained a little, as if the ignition failed.

But soon before the people who were about to go up to check hadn't approached, green smoke rose from the pile of wood.

Those who approached were called back urgently.

Afterwards, the blue smoke visible to the naked eye became bigger and thicker.

Finally, the flame broke out of the smoke and began to rise from the center of the firewood pile, and it expanded rapidly within a few breaths.

Priest Batar stepped out of the crowd, took a few steps forward, then turned to hundreds of young refugees, took a deep breath, and shouted loudly: "Let us pray for the innocent people who died!"

Most of those present bowed their heads in silent prayer.

Then the priest cried: "Let us pray for the dead who fought valiantly and who deserved to enter the kingdom of the great Saturn."

Most of the people lowered their heads in prayer, while some young people who fought with the brave and dead raised their heads high, silently raising their weapons to the sky.

The sword is like a forest, although immature, but still imposing.

But most people here didn't notice what priest Batar said, which was in great contradiction with what he said last night.

Last night, in order to encourage the courage of believers to fight against non-believers, the priest promised in the crowd that those who fight for this will enter the kingdom of Saturn after death.

But now, he uses vague words to cover up the whereabouts of the people after death.

'Please forgive me'. He thought so at this moment.

He then shouted: "Finally, let us give the last curse to those thugs and robbers! These guys can only make up for the sins they committed while they were alive. Of course, we will never forgive them!"

"Never forgive those thugs!"

"Never forgive those bandits!"

Everyone roared in unison.

Accompanied by bursts of roars and vented anger, the flames behind Priest Batar rose higher and higher, and gradually began to emit a huge amount of light and heat, which was enough to burn human bones.

The ominous atmosphere at the pile of corpses next to him seemed to be extremely afraid of the light and heat. In the visual range of observation that ordinary people cannot directly see and listen to, the resentment and distorted emotions emanating from the dead brutal souls are gradually losing to the light and heat, fading rapidly like white snow in the sun.

And the confused souls who lingered and refused to leave also had to stay away from the scorching fire, away from their broken and cold corpses, and retreat far away.

And vaguely know that they should leave.

This is not a place where the dead can linger for a long time, and the lost soul has its own place to go.

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"Has the negative energy started to subside?"

On the empty commercial road, a donkey cart was gradually moving towards the east of the commercial road.

In the open carriage, the leading priest sitting next to the driver frowned and asked doubtful questions in a voice that everyone could hear.

The other priests, who were worried about the possibility of their first battle in their lives, raised their heads from their worries at this time, turned their heads to the east, and closed their eyes to sense carefully.

Although the bumpy donkey cart greatly affected their perception, but because of the closer distance, they could better sense the huge amount of negative energy they discovered before.

"It is indeed fading, and it is fast!" Someone said quickly. UU reading www. uukanshu. com

"I also sensed the neighing of those wandering souls, 'Light! Heat! Escape! There is nowhere to escape!', that's what they said." Some people felt it carefully before telling what they found.

"The situation has changed. If someone wants to use those negative energies to do something, it probably won't be possible at this time. Maybe someone is helping to deal with this?"

Others put forward different opinions: "Could it be that we just think too much? It's not as complicated as before?"

The priest who led the team made a judgment with a wave of his hand: "Regardless of whether it is someone who was judged to be mischievous or not, we have to prepare for the worst. After all, everyone has a prediction in their hearts about what the southern province will look like, even if it is not this time. , and there must be some terrible bad things happening in the future."

He went on to say: "Of course I hope it is a misunderstanding, but the misunderstanding can be solved, but the evil is raging, and it cannot be justified with conscience and morality. Evil will only recede when it is knocked down to the ground." .Only relying on begging and retreating, the evil will only become more and more arrogant."

The leading priests who participated in the crusade against cults when they were young were tough in their words, far more determined than these priests who had lived in vain for decades.

He looked at the direction of the commercial road extending eastward, stood up suddenly, narrowed his eyes carefully and looked at the distant sky.

There, under a cloudy, rainy sky, a black stream of burning smoke shot straight into the sky.

"Not evil spells or divine spells, M, but more like church chimney smoke?"

The priests who dealt with these things all day soon recognized what the black smoke was. This surprised them greatly, because the scale of the smoke was not small, at least ten corpses were burned together, it would only have this scale.