[Western Fantasy] Creator's daily tasks

"Tsk. It seems that the Dark Church has also joined the battle."

Qi Yang clicked his tongue softly in his heart, and looked up at the beam of light above his head. The increasingly loud hymn and the increasingly large halo all showed that its master was gradually descending on the battlefield.

But anyone with a brain knows that this kind of limited-level big move can turn the tide of the battle properly, and it won't be so stupid to wait for the opponent's skill bar to finish reading.

You see, this is not coming.

Boom boom boom! ! !

It was as if the hammer had hit the atrium and the soul was overwhelmed.

Pope Rapedo slowly opened the "Book of Genesis" in his hand, and looked at the passers-by without sadness or joy: "God said that heresy, killing, and aggression are sinful, and they should be punished by nails to correct the soul."

The space was looming, ripples swayed, two three-foot long nails made of the power of laws and regulations penetrated through the bones, and were nailed to the palms and soles of the feet respectively, firmly piercing the nails in front of the statues of the twelve apostles. on the wall.

"...cough cough, as expected, Pope Lapado lives up to his reputation, he really is like a god's domain."

On the man's pale face, a tooth-like scratch ran across his forehead until it disappeared at the neckline. He suddenly went mad like a madman, trembling all over, with two lines of blood and tears hanging on his cheeks, grinning a half-smile and looking towards the void above the beam of light.

"My lord pope, look at your helper coming~"

Rapedo ignored the provocative words. In his opinion, God can tolerate ignorance, and tolerance comes from other beliefs, but anyone who dares to violate the glory of the God of Light will be occupied by demons and will be killed without mercy!

The sacred scriptures are made up of the force of a law of faith. Within the scope of the Holy See, the guilty can be judged and judged according to the records on it, but it is not absolute.

"God said that greed is the first of all evils, and the soul will be purified by burning at the stake."

Rapedo pointed his finger, and following his words, the pillar of light suddenly trembled and formed a thin stream, which rushed towards him, and the moment it touched the man's body, it turned into a billowing flame and rose up.

"Hahahaha……"

Deep and strange laughter overflowed from the burning flame, and the bright elements burned by the high concentration disappeared quickly with the ups and downs of the man's voice, and finally flew away.

"Hey, after so many years, the Holy See of Light still only has such little tricks. It doesn't even have half the power of the teacher when he was alive. It's no wonder that even that small and humble country dares to take the idea of ​​​​the Holy See."

The man patted the dust on his shoulders, his blond hair gleaming in the sun, and mockingly said.

"...Traitor, Feinan."

Pope Lapado looked at each other calmly, his expression no longer contained the anger and impulsiveness of his youth, and all that was left was the calmness after the confrontation after each confrontation.

"Tsk. What an unfamiliar name! I was also your former head of the guard after all."

Afterwards, the man leaned against the wall next to him nonchalantly, licked his bloody palm, raised his head as if savoring the taste, "Ah...it feels so familiar."

"You are not only ruthless to the enemy, but even more ruthless to yourself, and you are not worthy of what the teacher taught you, Lapado."

The man's lazy words seemed to be stating some facts, and the hand of Lapado holding the holy scriptures trembled suddenly, and the blood flowed down the palm of his hand, which was filled with the holy law books that have been passed down from the first term to the present.

"It's an injury in exchange for an injury, it really hurts! Hiss~"

He took a deep breath. If his chest hadn't collapsed into a pit, no one would have believed him, and he was seriously injured.

"God said... sinners will go to hell, where they will be tormented by swords and seas of fire."

Rapedo took a deep breath, read it tremblingly, and said it immediately. There are thousands of lights of faith hidden in the void, which directly arouse and interweave the highest rules of the Holy Court.

Squeaking, the rusty chain that had been put aside for a long time, urging the gears, on the not-too-distant battlefield, hidden under the mountains and rocks, the huge magic circle marked with the blood of unicorns began to light up, and then collapsed, The ground cracked, and countless ravines filled the originally unobstructed and beautiful plain, and the sound of screams was endless.

The orc shaman quickly swung the wooden stick in his hand. Every swing represented the fall of a knight of light. The milky cerebrospinal fluid scattered with the opening and closing of the movement, and finally broke due to too much force.

Obviously he didn't care about such a trivial matter, his old but powerful arm tore apart an enemy's body, stepped on the bloody rough ground, and pulled out the vaguely naked spine, spraying blood and flesh on the The shoddy linen clothes on his body were covered with a layer of flesh armor, the colorful feather crown on his head was already black and purple, only the tiger teeth hanging around his neck were shining brightly.

It slammed into the head of a human knight, the muscles in the legs bulged, and rushed forward. Under the action of force, Ruochang's spine pierced into the soft internal organs of another knight. Unfortunately, this was not the end.Every orc here is like a meat grinder running at high speed, twisting the meat into minced meat, and spreading it all over the land after the war.

The orcs believe that the time of killing is the closest to the true god. Flesh and blood will bring good luck. The internal organs and heads of the enemy are their glory. At this time, they will carnivally use the enemy's head to carry the blood and brains, happily Biting the still warm internal organs of the enemy, finely grinding the smell of coagulated blood with a slight corruption, every injury is a gift, creating this terrifying race.

The light is so bright and gorgeous that it makes people unable to open their eyes.

Go back in an instant, only to be white in one place.

Survivors on both sides of the battlefield, regardless of the cracked armor on their bodies, raised weapons that could attack at hand, and fought again, this time far more tragic than before.

Originally, the soldiers of the Holy See of Light withdrew, and then the orcs charged forward, and the soldiers of the empire who should not have been lost died at the hands of this ridiculous "comrade in arms", and none of them survived.With the activation of the large teleportation array, many soldiers fell into the ravine, sublimated by the energy overflowed by the teleportation array, without even a trace... After repeated battles, those who can barely stand here, in the There is no one in the barracks who is not top-notch, and the splendid magic collision and martial arts skills all make this battle more intense and more exhausting——

At this moment, the pillar of light that reached the sky in that vast space disappeared completely, and finally shrank into a human shape.

Seeing this scene, Qi Yang's arm trembled, and the scepter he had held high fell to the ground. He pretended to have exhausted his magic power, lay down on the ground sweating profusely, and sensed the situation outside...