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Chapter 677 The terrifying flesh and blood totem

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    Fellow ogres were torn into pieces before their eyes, and Gronn's long-suppressed madness exploded instantly.  Although his rich experience has given the little ogre the forbearance far beyond that of his peers and the power of an old man, Goron can even face the ancients who crush all "miracles" and whose status and strength are still higher than those of the gods in the heavens.  Remaining absolutely calm, but it still cannot change his nature. In his heart, he is still a ferocious, bloodthirsty, young and energetic ogre.  Following a strange roar, strange and inexplicable black waves swept through most of the battlefield like ripples of death. Even the fanatical soldiers who had completely occupied their brains with murderous intent and fanatical beliefs felt an inexplicable chill penetrating their souls in an instant.  deep.  Before these soldiers could react, mountains of corpses piled up in all directions on the battlefield suddenly began to shake.  "Damn it! What bastard is using necromancy magic! This is a sacred battlefield for purging blasphemers. Find that damn necromancer quickly, cut him into bones, insert them here and burn them with fire!"  Pieces of magic to purify the undead were sprinkled on the pile of corpses to prevent further influence of the necromancy magic.  While everyone was on guard against those corpses "awakening", they were all searching for the damn "Necromancer", even though each of them believed that under the direct gaze of the "Supreme God", any "filth" would be "defiled".  "Justice" and "Light" are completely cleansed.  But at the same time, no one dares to underestimate a necromancer. After all, the undead natural disaster is an eternal nightmare in the hearts of any resident of the Blade Tower Continent.  "Look! Look there! It's that group of people. They must be the companions of the Necromancer! Go, whoever kills them!" Under the glance of thousands of pairs of eyes, Gron and his group could not see anything at all.  He was always on the run, not to mention the Desert King's tall figure, sexy and enchanting appearance, and aggressive aura. No matter where he stood, he had a presence as dazzling as the midday sun.  Although no one in their group looks like a necromancer, in this chaotic battlefield where everyone is killing red-eyes, any heretic, or anyone who does not look like a "madman", will become  Attack the target.  Many of these people recognized the famous Desert King, and many of them were even former subordinates of the Desert King.  But in this crazy state, even the name of Desert King and the fear of death cannot suppress the madness in their hearts.  "Fear can't calm down your crazy brains. In that case, let's change our tactics" The little ogre stretched out his hand to stop the women around him who were preparing to move.  There was a vicious and cruel smile on his face, and his outstretched palms were suddenly clenched into fists. At the same time, the corpses affected by the strange fluctuations on the battlefield suddenly began to move violently, completely immune to the purification magic.  Under the influence, the residual limbs and flesh and blood gradually melted, and then became entangled and compressed, converging into dark red giant pillars of flesh and blood that exuded the smell of blood and were covered with eyes, ears, mouths, noses and human facial features.  These meat pillars "grow" out of the ground like plants, and the eyes, nose, and mouth that grow completely irregularly on the pillars are even more twisted and grotesque.  "Blasphemy! This is blasphemy against the true God. This is this is" The crazy female priest pointed at a flesh and blood totem beside her and let out a harsh scream, but before she could finish attacking the little cannibal,  At the demon's righteous accusation, one of the eyes on the dark red flesh pillar suddenly opened, and a bloody light beam shot out of the pupil instantly turned her upper body into ashes, leaving only two slender legs standing upright on the ground.  If it is just such a scene, to the fanatical believers, it is just an insignificant scene among the killings in the past few days.  This is fulfilling the oracle of the Supreme God. Even if the body is destroyed, the soul can still go to the embrace of the true God and gain eternal life in the heavenly realm.  They firmly believe so.  However What happened in the next scene made the entire battlefield become silent.  At the place where the priest died, where only a pair of beautiful legs were left, a transparent but very clear shadow of a female priest appeared out of thin air, and then turned into a light and shadow, and was covered by a nearby flesh and blood totem pole.  He forcefully sucked it in. The attraction came from the big fleshy nose on the totem pole. Then a mouth on the fleshy totem opened and swallowed the soul directly into the mouth. Then the mouth began to chew, and the soul howled miserably.  The sound suddenly resounded through the sky "Thenthat blasphemer is devouring souls! Then, isn't that what demons do!" For fanatics, death is not scary at all, but the annihilation of the soul represents everything.  The end of the world, because no religious scriptures ever record that the gods have the ability to shape or resurrect souls out of thin air.  Originally this kind ofThere is no need to worry too much. Although the necromancers who launch the undead natural disasters and the abyss demons of the Burning Legion have the ability to enslave or devour souls, on the battlefield, especially the battlefield where the "holy war" is launched, the priesthood  There are so many of them, and with the blessing of various purification and blessing magics, the evil will never have the chance to harm the souls of warriors.  However, Gronn's flesh and blood totem is a strange ability that no one has ever seen before. Everyone doesn't even know which system this power belongs to, whether it is magic or divine magic. The natural purification of the protective magic of light and magic that he has mastered is basically useless.  Useless.  This is just the beginning. Bloody light beams crisscross the battlefield, starting to harvest souls very efficiently.  The brutal and bloodthirsty murderers and butchers who were clamoring for "holy war", "purification" and "cleansing of sins" not long ago have now become lambs waiting to be slaughtered.  The body was burned and the soul was chewed.  "My little beauty, this damn thing of yours is really slipping away and getting weirder every time Wait! Be careful!" The Desert King suddenly pushed the little ogre away, and the dark elf girl also pounced on him.  On Gron's body, at the same time, a bright sharp blade swiped across the place where Gron was standing before, cutting a crack in the air that could not be closed for a long time "Hmph, the farewell blade, you  This old thing is still alive." The Desert King sneered and threw out a curse of delay. A mass of air appeared in front of her in the shape of a human body. It gradually became clear that it was a dark walker who had set foot in the sixth-level holy realm.  This man's whole body was shrouded in thick and unbreakable black mist, and the black smoke emanating from his body actually gave off a solemn and sacred aura, which was completely different from the cold and sneaky feeling of ordinary dark walkers "I also want to ask this question.  Let me ask you, Desert King, why are you still alive" Another voice came, and a middle-aged warrior with a golden helmet and golden armor, dark skin, and a tall figure slowly walked over from not far away.  The aura on his body is as calm as the mountains. Although he is not eye-catching, once your eyes fall on him, it is difficult to look away This is suddenly another sixth-level holy realm powerhouse.  "It's not that easy for that bastard to want me to die. Ibrahim, even you are on the side of that bastard Hunjun, do you want to be my enemy?" The Desert King stopped joking and his expression became serious.  .  The name Ibrahim is well known to everyone. He was a veteran of the Golden Sun Dynasty for five dynasties. He had been the patron saint of the Golden Desert before the rise of the Desert King. He was a legendary figure that even the Dragon Rider Commander Letusus did not dare to underestimate.  .  It's just that his name has been resounding in the mainland for nearly a hundred years before Goron was born. Why does he look like he is only forty or fifty years old.  Ibrahim looked at the Desert King, then looked up at the giant face in the sky, sighed softly, and replied: "In front of the great and supreme Allah, it doesn't matter which side a puny ant like me stands on.  What does it mean? Now I just want to fulfill Allah¡¯s oracle, purify the world, and gain the qualifications to enter the Kingdom of God.¡± The Desert King snorted, curling his lips and not bothering to pay attention to this old guy who didn¡¯t know whether he was really crazy or fake.  While they were talking, several more figures came over one after another. These people were of different races and nationalities, but their strength was at least the fifth level peak. They were half a step into the holy realm. The flesh totem of the little ogre was spread over a large area.  In attack mode, there is no real threat to a strong person of this level.  And these people also immediately judged Gron's influence on this war, and then they prepared to join forces to encircle and suppress this little ogre.  To be honest, the pure lethality of Gronn's flesh totem on such a large battlefield may not be as powerful as the forbidden spells or combined magic of the magician, the super-large hymn chorus of the priest, and the full-scale killing power of the powerful saint.  Cutting field is stronger.  However, the flesh totem's ferocious and twisted appearance, like a nightmare from hell, coupled with its ability to directly suck in souls, chew and devour them without restriction, is a nightmare for these fanatics who want to fulfill the oracle and enter the Kingdom of God.  .  He is about to have the opportunity to enter the Kingdom of God and gain eternal life in the land of happiness. Who would want to be destroyed in body and soul like this, and fall short in front of the gate of the Kingdom of Heaven?  "My little beauties, these guys are all my old friends. I will use a large-scale aging curse to stop them for a while. You run away first, don't care about anything, and don't look back" It can be said that they were all  The old and well-known top powerhouses in the mainland are besieging them. With the exception of Dragon Rider Commander Retusus, even the Desert King may only be able to protect himself and escape at most, and that is still when his body is in peak condition. At this time, the Desert King said so, already  It is to maintain the determination to die on the spot.  This time, Goron did not obey the Desert King's arrangements as he did before. He waved his hand and grabbed the Desert King who wanted to block him. He did not speak, but his body was growing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.  In the blink of an eye, it has reached the height of the Desert King, but it still does not stop.?? becomes bigger.  Man-Eating King Kong After a long time, the little ogre finally showed this angry incarnation again. When the masked giant with swollen muscles, pale and dry skin, and blazing hair like fire appeared on the battlefield.  Suddenly, something seemed to be different.
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