This Paladin is so despicable!

Since the other party chose to go out and cause trouble in person, Wright felt that he had no reason not to keep the appointment.

Gods fighting by descending into the bodies of believers is nothing new in the world of gods and demons.

However, for Wright, the situation is much more complicated.

Wright himself is still just a mortal. He needs to first project his will onto his clone Tai Suitian, and then Tai Suitian will complete the divine descent.

Relatively speaking, it has one more twist than its opponents.

Although there is only one more layer, the loss rate of strength is also very alarming.

However, Wright was not worried. Based on his estimate of the enemy's strength, these guys were nothing to worry about.

Opening his eyes, Wright felt his new body.

At this time, Big Brother's original self-consciousness had fallen into a deep sleep, and only his instinctive will was still helping Wright drive his body.

But the situation of the opponent's suture monster, the Undead Emperor, was much more miserable.

The strong man who descended on him originally had nothing to do with him. This would lead to a mismatch between the will of the original owner of the body and the will of the god who descended on him, which would lead to a conflict of manipulation.

And the other party was ruthless enough, directly erasing the self-awareness of the Undead Emperor at the moment of his arrival, completely occupying the magpie's nest.

After all, to him, the only use value of the other party is probably this body.

Wright shook his arms and looked at the other party with a smile.

"Hey, who are you? An apostle under the Gate of Truth? Which apostle are you?"

The other party snorted: "It doesn't matter if I tell you, I am the second apostle of truth, the powerful Barklov!"

Wright raised his brows with a very playful expression: "Powerful, right? Two days ago, I just killed a pseudo-concept strongman in your organization who took strength as the concept.

To be honest, his level is very low, even at the rules level he is considered inferior.

What's going on with your Gate of Truth recently? Can there be some threshold for the entry of personnel?

It would be very troublesome for me if cats and dogs came to cause trouble in the name of the Door of Truth. "

Barklov also took the opportunity to familiarize himself with the body of the King of Hatred. It must be said that this body composed of pieced together corpses was very unfriendly to a strength player like him.

After all, there are all kinds of strange things in the way of exerting force.

"I think you don't have to worry about this problem at all, because you will be wiped out in ashes here soon!"

Before he finished speaking, it was Wright who took the lead in launching the attack.

After all, the big guy's body is made of extremely load-bearing magic mushroom mycelium, not to mention that their relationship is between gods and believers, and they belong to a series.

Facing the powerful attack of Wright, Barklov roared angrily and instead of retreating, he raised his fists and collided with Wright.

Only a loud roar was heard, and the surrounding rocks turned into powder. The shock wave was like a tsunami, flying away the minions who were still fighting around them.

Wright looked at the other party in surprise: "For a moment, I dare to claim to be powerful! The body of this King of Hatred is complex and changeable, and it is even more biased towards the mage faction.

I never thought you could use such a body to exert your strength to this extent. "

"Hmph! You're not bad either! You can withstand my punch! I agree that you will become my enemy!"

Barklov was so arrogant that he used his legs to push Wright back even though they were fighting each other.

Wright's waist and horse were clasped and his feet were firmly stamped on the ground, but he was still pushed back by the opponent, leaving two deep ravines on the ground.

Baklov went faster and faster, and finally roared again!

Wright suddenly felt a huge force coming out of thin air, hitting his body directly.

He used the force to retreat, barely able to steady his body.

As soon as the expert made a move, there was nothing left. Wright could clearly feel that the other party's interpretation and understanding of the concept of force was far superior to that of the half-machine, half-living body.

There is a fundamental difference between the two.

"In this case, I have to get a little more serious."

Wright was shocked, and the extra two heads and four arms merged back into his body.

All the weapons fell to the ground, and the Will-o'-the-Wisp motorcycle was thrown aside.

Wright spread his arms, the divine power in his body mixed with the power of virtue, and shouted loudly.

"Mushrooms have no weapons! Real fungi can kill enemies with bare hands without the help of any tools!"

As Wright's voice came out, Xian Zhili sang a joyful song.

They integrated into the big guy's body, making the big guy who was originally very strong suddenly become more ferocious and abnormal.

Feeling the power flowing in his body, Wright hooked his fingers towards the other party with an extremely wild expression.

"Come on, sandbags."

"Arrogant!"

Baklov roared again and again. At this time, he was basically familiar with this body.

Although it is still a little uncomfortable to use, in his heart, it is enough!

I saw him leaping into the air, holding his hands together like a battle ax and smashing towards Wright.

"You used your own concept. If I didn't use it, it would seem a bit disrespectful."

Wright raised a hand, his eyes filled with light.

"You know, knowledge is power."

Bang!

Barklov's fist was blocked by Wright with one hand. Although the ground beneath Wright's feet was cracked, he himself was fine.

"The knowledge I have here is like a mountain and a sea. Can you bear this power?"

Wright missed the enemy's punch with one hand, took a step forward and punched suddenly. The fist has not yet arrived, but the wind of the fist has already made a sharp roar.

"Use my facial bones to let me feel the richness of traditional culture!"

There was just a click, and Wright punched through Abomination's head. The power of emerging concepts wrapped in the fist directly severely damaged the opponent's soul.

Baklov whined and was blown away, hitting the cliff heavily and being deeply embedded in it.

Wright shook his hand and finally got rid of those red and white things.

But he also knew that the other party could not be finished like this.

After all, as long as the core of the abomination is not destroyed, even if the head is blown off, he can still use it with a new one.

Not to mention, the second apostle at this moment will definitely protect this body with all his heart.

"Damn it! It's so abominable!"

Sure enough, the second apostle angrily crushed the remains of his head, pulled out a brand new head from his body and put it on top.

But he doesn't look very smart.

But after this punch, he gradually calmed down.

At this time, Barklov had put away his contempt and began to re-examine Wright as an enemy.

Although this person looks unreliable, and his words and deeds are a bit vague, he is indeed very capable of fighting.

It's not that simple to win against him.

Baklov took a deep breath, suddenly opened his hands, and opened a sacrificial circle under him.

"If this physical body doesn't work, then I'll change it to a more convenient one!"