This Paladin is so despicable!

The holy light is bright, the demonic energy is surging, and the muscles are pulsing!

The three thousand magic armored troops were like tigers rushing into the flock of sheep, killing each other in the enemy's camp!

The more they kill, the stronger the blessing becomes, and the more powerful their combat power soars.

At first, the golden species could compete with them and briefly restrained these demons clothed in holy light.

When it comes to the later stage, they are all the ones waiting to be killed!

Under the leadership of the leader, three thousand magic armors smashed the enemy camp to pieces, nearly annihilating them.

The remaining defeated generals were completely defeated by their will to fight, and turned around and ran towards their fortress.

But what they didn't know was that their colleagues in the fortress who had witnessed the entire battle were more frightened than they were.

They firmly closed the door of the fortress and allowed the people outside the door to cry and curse, but did not open the door.

Just kidding, who would dare to open the door in such a weird situation with such an enemy?

"Quick, call for help from headquarters!"

The leader of the fortress was scared to death. After being an undead creature for so many years, he once again tasted the taste of fear.

"Damn, this is a lunatic who came out of nowhere, even in the underworld, this is so unexplainable!

What are you doing? Please call for help! "

"General! Look! What is that?"

The skeleton guard next to him was so frightened that all his bones were loose, and he pointed tremblingly into the distance, as if he had seen some indescribable horror.

The general quickly looked back. Through the lookout port of the fortress, he was shocked to find that a flesh-and-blood cannon had appeared out of nowhere in the enemy's camp.

"This! Where did this come from? Where did this come from! It wasn't there when I just looked at it! Why did so many weapons appear in the blink of an eye!?"

The guard next to him swallowed the non-existent saliva and explained with tears: "General, I saw it.

These cannons grew out of them! "

"Fart! Even if it's an undead creature, it's too exaggerated to grow magic cannons or something like that from its body!"

But the other guards had strange expressions, and they all testified: "General, he really grew up.

If you don’t believe me, count them, they are one combat unit corresponding to one flesh and blood cannon! "

The general smashed his helmet on the ground and roared wildly.

"I'm still counting! I'm counting you ***@#%\u0026%! How can I have the leisure time!"

In fact, these flesh and blood cannons did grow from the bodies of three thousand magic armor troops.

However, this is not a pure flesh and blood cannon, but also mixed with a large amount of magic mushroom hyphae.

The energy is the holy light without light.

As long as the battle begins and the magic armor army kills the first undead enemy, he will receive a temporary gift of holy light.

But at the last moment of the war, all the enemies were killed, and there must be some remaining Holy Light.

If it is not vented, the Holy Light will be extinguished by the laws of the underworld.

One magic armor army wastes one person's share of the Holy Light, but three thousand magic armor troops are three thousand shares of the Holy Light!

When he thought of this, Wright felt extremely heartbroken.

Waste is shameful! Never let it go to waste!

Based on this design principle, Wright added the weapon printing function when he first manufactured the mushroom armor.

In this way, in the later stages of the war, the final blow can be given to the fleeing enemy!

If the battle situation is unfavorable, it can also resist the enemy's advance and give one's side a chance to escape.

As for now?

Of course it was bombarded by artillery, covering it with direct firepower.

"No need to aim."

Wright stood at the rear of the camp and gave direct orders to the demon leader.

"The accuracy is not enough, just make up for it. If one round doesn't work, just fire a few more rounds.

Boom! "

"fire!!!"

Following the demon leader's roar, three thousand flesh and blood cannons fired!

The gushing holy light bombarded the fortress like a violent storm, and the restraint effect was fully exerted at this moment.

All the defensive barriers were as thin as paper and were torn apart by artillery fire.

The exposed fortress body was bombarded by the subsequent demonic power cannonballs and necromantic power cannonballs, turning it into ruins in the blink of an eye.

Those poor souls who were lucky enough to survive this war-swept offensive saw three thousand magic armors coming towards them and killing them before they had time to scream.

At that moment, they only regretted that they had lost two legs!

"Kill! Bulldoze this place!"

The demon leader was filled with excitement and commanded his men to launch a fierce attack.

Wright followed the large army like he was strolling, and jumped to the highest point of the ruins of the fortress in a few steps, looking towards the direction of the next target.

Standing here, you can just see the next journey of the three thousand magic armor army.

And at the end of this journey is Wright's ultimate goal, a desecrated temple.

In fact, if possible, Wright could kill them directly by himself, just like the beheading tactic, directly fighting and killing the Apostles of Truth stationed here.

However, Wright still chose the current style of pushing forward.

The reason is simple, he just wants to set an example for the entire Mingtan.

Let me tell you one thing - the door of truth is nothing special.

Over the long years, the Gate of Truth has established a solid prestige in the underworld.

If this prestige cannot be destroyed, then it would be nonsense to lead other forces to attack them in the chaos.

Although the decapitation tactic was simple and effective, it did not achieve the effect Wright wanted.

Such an effect can only be achieved by defeating it head-on, and only when there is a huge disparity in strength between the enemy and ourselves, and by winning in a way that is exaggerated enough to make the opponent a laughing stock and be nailed to the pillar of shame.

"Master God Envoy! Please punish us!"

As Wright watched from afar, the demon leader led the three thousand magic armor troops who had just finished the battle and knelt in front of Wright.

“We actually questioned the divine will of God, used malicious speculation and misinterpreted the orders of the envoy of God. We are really worthy of death!

Please punish us no matter what! "

Wright looked at the demons with his hands behind his back and suddenly grinned: "Is the magic armor useful?"

"Easy to use! After putting it on, I feel like I have divine help, and I feel a steady stream of power. It is simply made for war!

With the magic armor gifted by God, we will definitely be able to dedicate all our victories to the great God! "

Wright was very satisfied with this answer: "You are guilty, but that is not a bad thing.

Today you put on the magic armor to fight for the first time, and the fact that you were able to achieve such a brilliant result has a lot to do with the guilt and remorse you just felt in your heart.

It is this belief in atonement that makes you strong-willed and extremely powerful.

Therefore, I will not punish you. I want you to always bear this responsibility and win one victory after another.

Use these victories to offset your sins.

Therefore, I call it, The Crusade of Atonement!

Warriors! Take this as a starting point and embark on a journey of atonement!

The next target is the enemy's ghost horse farm!

We need to get our own mount there. "