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Volume 2 The Theory of Equality of Things Chapter 5 Saints

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    Then I saw Wizard Kemu gesticulating on an altar, jumping wildly like a convulsion, and a puff of black smoke was generated without knowing how, and slowly floated towards Fu Yuancheng.

    "Damn it, this black smoke is poisonous!" someone shouted, covering his mouth and nose.  But it had no effect at all. As soon as he finished shouting, he fell to the ground foaming at the mouth and twitching all over.

    The Rakshasa defenders were as afraid of the black mist as if they had seen the devil. Even the defenders who were far away from the black mist dropped their weapons and turned around and ran away.  The situation on the entire city wall was completely out of control.

    But at this moment, hymns were lingering, a ray of light rose up, and a huge cross appeared in the sky, emitting endless waves of white light that spread out in waves.  When the light shines on it, all the black smoke dissipates into nothingness.

    "This is the so-called power of the gods. I never imagined that there are such powerful gods in the wild land of the far north!" Looking at the white light from a distance, after the white light appeared, the Rakshasa people began to cheer and pray.  , the panic just now has long disappeared.

    ¡°This is not Meng Shen, it¡¯s just a clone of Meng God¡¯s saintly angel, called Saint Baron Hill.¡± Wizard Kemu sighed.

    "How do you know so clearly!" Tie Zhushi looked at Wizard Kemu in confusion.

    Wizard Kemu sighed: "Yangshengtian almost woke up back then, but it was destroyed by this Saint Baron Hill. That was back in the Golden Staff Kingdom!"

    Tie Zhushi stopped talking. He was not interested in things from the distant Mongolian era.  He just shouted: "Don't care if they are deaf or not, shoot him down with the bed crossbow!"

    Immediately, a voice of command came from behind, and more than a dozen crossbows were fired at the same time, shooting straight towards the cross in the center of the white light.  The bed crossbow vibrated the air, and the green-black iron-blooded evil energy on it followed the constant vibration and pounced on it like a living black dragon.

    A brighter light burst out from the cross, making it difficult for people to open their eyes.  The white light rushed forward like a white flame, and the two sides came into contact.  The bed crossbow suddenly froze, like a fly trapped in glue.

    After a few breaths, the iron-blooded evil energy on the bed crossbow was finally exhausted, and it fell down weakly.  But it was greeted by white light and was swallowed up directly.

    "I thought I was so powerful, but it turns out it's just that. Keep going!" Tie Zhushi was determined. Seeing the momentum of this white light, he thought that this Saint Baron Hill was really that powerful.  But now it seems that it is nothing more than this.

    ¡°Swish, swish, swish, rounds of bed crossbows were shot out.  This time, the white light was no longer so hard-wired. The white light all over the sky condensed and turned into a light person.  There were huge wings flapping behind him, which were more than ten feet tall.

    As soon as the light man appeared, Tie Zhushi's expression changed and he shouted: "Set up the formation!"

    Wizard Kemu smiled bitterly and said, "There is the sacrifice I want!"

    Tie Zhushi waved his hand, and a group of people had already come out, escorting Moji old people, children, and even women. There were thousands of them. Without saying a word, they beheaded them.

    The screams sounded continuously, and the smell of blood was strong in the air, which even made Tie Zhushi think of the Blood Lake Taoist he had met in the palace that day.  I don¡¯t know how that Blood Lake Taoist knows the secret skills of military strategists?  The next moment, Tie Zhushi shook his head to get rid of these boring thoughts.

    A black and red aura invisible to the naked eye emerged from the bodies of the Moji women and children whose heads were beheaded. It was the condensed evil spirit of resentment.  But then a colorless flame rose up, burning these resentments together with the souls that had just floated out.

    Wizard Kemu has been paying attention for a moment, with a bright light in his eyes: "Go, these are sacrifices to please the Changsheng Heaven. Let the souls of you losers burn in the white flames, and use your painful howls for entertainment  Changshengtianawakens him and gives me the power to defeat the enemy"

    ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????: The power generated by the sacrifice of more than a thousand souls, with the finger of wizard Kemu, pointed at Saint Baron Hill who was emitting endless waves of light in the sky.

    ??A kind of movement that arises from somewhere and drives the stars.  The originally stable orbit of the stars was changed, and the boundless power to change time and destiny came to Saint Baron Hill.

    The sound of chissing kept ringing out from St. Baronhir's body, and the sound was like cold water being poured on a hot fire.  As the holy light was constantly weakened, St. Baronhil in the sky showed a look of fear and roared: "The great prophecy No, it's impossible. How can these heretics and blasphemers master the power of the gods  ¡­¡±

    The holy light on Saint Baronhir is constantly being weakened. If the light?Extinguished, that is when St. Baronhir fell.  He struggled and roared crazily, but he couldn't resist the power of law that was secretly blessing him.  Seeing that most of the holy light was gone, but at this time the power pushing the stars began to weaken and disappear

    Wizard Kemu spat out a mouthful of blood: "Sacrifice, I need more sacrifices in exchange for the power of the Immortal Heaven!"

    And St. Baronhil in the sky escaped from death, showing an expression of unexpected surprise, looking up to the sky and roaring: "Damn it, I will kill all of you sinners, and your soul will be sent to the deepest part of hell to suffer forever!"

    More than two hundred miles away from the battlefield, Daguang's army was still marching quickly, heading straight to the battlefield under Fuyuan City.

    "But there was a mirror floating in front of Fu Yuo, which showed everything that happened on the battlefield under Fuyuan City.

    "How is it possible?" Wu Qiu exclaimed: "That was really the power of fate just now? Impossible, Changshengtian is no more than a barbarian god, how can it be so powerful!"

    ???????? Fu Yue looked confident and not moved at all: "Who told you that Changshengtian is a god?"

    "Ah? What do you mean?" Li Shimin also stood beside him and asked.  Fu Shuo's mouth twitched slightly, his uncle really had a good name.  It¡¯s not good to call him Li Shimin.  Even in Fu Yue's current state, he was vomiting and churning inside.  In this world, perhaps Li Shimin is just an ordinary name.

    "The Changsheng Heaven is not a god at all, but is just like the God in the mouth of the people who have escaped from the earth. It is just a manifestation of the power of impersonal laws."

    Li Shimin still seemed to understand Fu Shuo's statement, but Wu Qiu suddenly understood: "Brother, the head master is saying that the Immortal Heaven is a concept similar to the law and the great road?" (To be continued.  Please search Piaotian Literature, the novels will be better and updated faster!)
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