Sea of Skeletons in the Paradise of Gods

A week after the Earth Ming Army landed in the Marais Empire, all the cities in the empire except the Church of the Holy Sepulchre were destroyed.

Although the combat effectiveness of the local armies in some cities has improved a lot due to the management of human contractors, they are far from being able to fight against the Earth Ming army.

A group of 50-meter-tall super giants stood side by side and easily destroyed the so-called solid city of the Marais Empire with just one ordinary move.

Driven by the giant giants, a large number of civilians fled to the area of ​​the Church of the Holy Sepulchre, making the already crowded City of the Holy Sepulchre even more crowded.

The civilians who came to the Holy Sepulchre City later had no choice but to sleep on the streets. Even the rich and powerful people had trouble doing so in the Holy Sepulchre City.

Because the main belief here is the God of the Holy Sepulchre. As long as you have enough faith, you will have food and shelter and become a master.

The last thing that matters in the City of the Holy Sepulchre is past identity. After all, Adela doesn't care about that. Adela just wants to squeeze out the power of faith.

In the Church of the Holy Sepulchre, Arili fell into deep thought. She led the people on the front line back to the original main city, but now she couldn't hold back anymore.

In the past, the priests left behind by Adela were able to barely suppress these humans, but now there are more and more people, more powerful people, and more private soldiers under their leadership.

Ai Ruili's smaller body leaned against the statue and murmured irritably, "Adela and Xiaoxue, please come back quickly. I really can't do it without you."

At this moment, a crow flew in from the window and said hoarsely to Arili, "Your mission is almost over. Finally, let the priests start cleaning up those guys."

Ai Ruili glanced at Crow in confusion, then suddenly remembered something and said quickly, "Yeah, I understand, Lord Lord."

The crow nodded, then broke into pieces and disappeared into the air.

At the same time, Ye Yan, who was hiding in the shadows of the Holy Sepulchre City, smiled. The humans gathered in the Holy Sepulchre City would soon be under his power.

After chuckling for a while, Ye Yan's face gradually turned cold and he started to murmur.

"The underground consciousness does not care about human beings, because there are many human beings and their lives are tenacious. The buried history also proves this. The human civilization is constantly repeated, and the ancestor giants are like a relay, passing on the giant civilization."

"Even when human civilization advances to a certain level, the underground consciousness will indirectly control the ancestor giants to clean up."

"Even if I harvest the entire Marais Empire, the underground consciousness will not come forward to stop it, because Marais no longer meets its expectations."

"But how can it be just like this? Since I came to this world, I have to take everything I can take away."

At the same time, the clergymen in the Holy Sepulchre City were dispatched, holding swords blessed by Guan Naixue on the street, breaking into the houses of the Malay upstarts, killing private soldiers and executing the upstarts.

The Marais civilians passing by on the street took a half step back in fear, but did not do anything else.

After all, the new rich are not of the same class as them, and most of the new rich do not believe in the God of the Holy Sepulchre. They only believe in their own subordinates and power.

After the upstarts were executed one by one, the clergy pointed their swords at the Malai people who had extremely low faith. They were the relatively late refugees who had no faith at all when they arrived.

As another batch of Malai refugees were executed, the majority of the Malai civilians who believed in the God of the Holy Sepulchre still did not take any action. He believed that God would not harm them, and even took the initiative to inform the priests about those whose beliefs were impure. of popular executions.

As for the vast majority of Marais civilians, they did not dare to resist. They could only force themselves to believe in the God of the Holy Sepulchre, hoping to be useful instead of being labeled as blasphemers by the priests.

But they actually understand that this method is useless. If they don’t believe it, they just don’t believe it.

But what else is there to do? The outside world is full of skeleton monsters and giant giants, and you will definitely die if you go out. In the main city of the Holy Tomb, you have food and shelter, but you may be executed.

Besides, haven't they been executed yet? It's just those people who basically have no faith who have been executed. Maybe... maybe they won't be fine at all.