The Devil’s Cage

Chapter 1437: betray

Chapter 1437 Betrayal

The sound is cold and ruthless, just like the death in front of you is only the most trivial thing.

even if……

The number of deaths has long exceeded the imagination of ordinary people.

"Yes."

The commander in the black armor was screaming.

The remaining soldiers stood abruptly beside the young people, each of them strong and powerful, no less than the knights of the temple.

Do not!

Be more powerful!

At least, in the temple knights, very few people can easily wear heavy armor, carrying a large sword with both hands, and the speed of running horses.

That is the perfect combination of strength, physical strength and speed.

Of course, the most interesting thing is the hatred contained in their breath.

Like a ghost.

Another example is evil spirits.

It makes people shudder, but this kind of breath is compared with the young man in Chinese costume, but it is a small witch.

Under the near-substantial hatred, it distorts the original elegance of young people.

The only thing left is the coldness and the hustle and bustle.

There is still some tyranny.

He wants to ‘return’ everything he has encountered to those talents.

otherwise……

How can he be willing.

The young man raised his right hand and waved it.

Suddenly, the soldiers waiting for a long time launched the charge.

Unlike the seemingly powerful, but weakly visible monsters.

The soldier in front of him is the trump card of this team.

Compared with monsters, the strength is not inferior, coupled with the prohibition of the monsters and the fear of death, making them especially terrible.

clang!

The black hands of the giant sword smashed on the big shield.

Huge power, a constant influx, let the shield holder tremble again and again, but the other side bites his teeth and die.

The comrades around him slammed a long gun from the crack of the shield, and the quasi-standard was tied between the black soldier's armor.

but……

Ding!

In the sound of a metal strike, the long gun not only did not pierce the body of the black soldier, but was caught by the black soldier and the backhand.

Then, pull it with force.

boom!

The soldier holding the rifle directly hit the shield of his own person, and the soldier holding the shield apparently did not expect it to be like this. He was trying his best to resist the opponent who was pressing the black giant sword on the shield, and was smashed by this collision. But what is even worse is that the black giant sword that has been pressed against the shield has been lifted at this time.

Suddenly, the soldier holding the shield and the rifle rolled out like a gourd.

There is a hole in the impenetrable square!

No one thought that before the temporary work defense of the temple team, the soldier's phalanx, which had resisted the monster for a long time, was smashed in the moment of colliding with the black team.

And, soon, more and more mouths appeared.

The black soldiers did not pay attention to the two soldiers who rolled to the feet. The whole person rushed over before the squares closed again.

Hey!

The arrows are shot from the cracks in the square, each shot on its body, and more than a dozen arrows let its charge stop.

Black soldiers can have more than one.

When the archers in the square are attracted to this black soldier.

More black soldiers are on the square.

They can easily tear a hole in the square with the method just used.

And again, simply use brute force.

Regardless of the rushing up, hit the shield.

clang! Hey!

Compared with the skill, this kind of power is even more frightening.

The entire square was quickly faltering.

The war **** knight who temporarily took over the combat command, waved the flag in his hand without hesitation.

Immediately, the temple knights who had already returned to the right side of the battlefield had erected their long guns. They were ready to use the charge to solve this black, weird soldier team and relieve the pressure on the square.

However, they have not waited for them to charge.

On the ground at the foot of the horse, there was suddenly a bump with a watermelon size.

"Be careful!"

Hey, hey!

Hey!

The leader of the knight reminded loudly, but the words have not yet fallen, and the bulges of these ones burst open, and countless flies flew from them, instantly covering the knights.

A breathing time, the shrouded horses and knights were sucked into a dry body.

"Disperse! Fire attack!"

The Cavaliers leader shouted again.

The knights took a bottle of oil from the saddle and ignited it and threw it at the flying flies.

boom! Bang!

Exploding again and again.

The fly is quickly burnt.

The crisis was quickly lifted.

It is only the cavalry team that can be lifted here, and the square is already in jeopardy.

The original holistic array was split into two at this time, each being besieged by the number of black soldiers.

Anyone can see that the square is being attacked.

"Ugh."

In a sigh, the high priest of the harvest temple with only one arm remaining stood up.

His eyes swept over the civilians behind him, and looked at the **** soldiers and knights, and walked out of the fortifications.

When he left the fortifications, he had a bunch of golden wheat in his hand.

The full, grainy wheat ears dance like dandelions.

They landed on their own soldiers and knights, and the long-running fatigue and injuries were swept away, and each one became radiant.

They landed on the local soldiers and monsters, and immediately they were extremely heavy, like the mountains on their bodies.

Hey, hey.

Hey!

The gravity from the body causes their bones to lick and the muscles begin to tear. When they reach a limit, their internal organs begin to rupture.

Some, simply the whole body exploded.

"Is it finally handed over?"

The young priest of the Chinese costume young man looking at the harvest temple was not sneer.

In the same way, in such undisguised eyes, the high priest of the harvest temple also perceives each other.

However, at the moment of seeing the young Chinese costumes, there was a shock in the eyes of the high priest.

"Riv Weiser?!"

"why you?!"

In the incredible words, the high priest of the harvest temple is in a footstep.

He is no stranger to the young Chinese costumes in front of him.

In other words, every harvest festival was completed by the temple of music, and the young man's flute and harp performance made him very impressed.

Especially the flute **** song!

The other party is the first person to be able to play.

There is no doubt that the other party will be the future high priest of the Musical Temple.

But when he left before, the other party disappeared.

Everyone thought that the other party was suffering.

But the scene in front of us is telling the high priest of the harvest temple that things are far from being as simple as they think.

just……

Is this important?

Here is the battlefield!

You are dead and alive!

The high priest of the Harvest Temple took a deep breath and moved forward again. The golden wheat in his hand was more awkward to the place where Reeve Weiser was.

Huge gravity suddenly appeared!

That is the power from the earth!

"The life you are bred will be yours!"

The high priest of the Harvest Temple sang loudly.

At this moment, the moment of gravity is more than doubled, and it has already exceeded the scope of the so-called 'gravity'.

The earth is selfless, it allows crops to absorb nutrients from the soil, grow and mature, and bring joy to the harvest.

The ruthlessness of the earth, every breath and trembling, will rob the uncountable life.

Every life carries countless thoughts, sorrows, and roars.

The weight they converge is unbearable.

More people, can not resist.

Because, that is the incitement of the soul.

but……

Rif Weiser’s sneer did not converge.

Even the look on his face has not changed.

"Do you think this is useful to me?"

"Or are you arrogant to think that I am standing here to fight with you?"

"I am waiting for you right!"

"But you are by the way!"

In the ridiculous words, Reeve Weiser raised his hand to the high priest of the harvest temple.

Black with hate, turned into substance!

Like a javelin, he rushed toward the high priest of the harvest temple.

The golden brilliance that blooms from the wheat ears is like paper. It is broken at the moment when it is touched by the black javelin.

The high priest of the Harvest Temple widened his eyes.

He can't believe everything in front of him.

How can this be?

How can power be defeated by mortals?

The doubts appeared in the heart of the high priest of the harvest temple, but his movements were absolutely not slow, and his body flashed, and he escaped the black javelin.

then……

The golden wheat in the hand, facing the black javelin that passed by, the heavy armpit.

In the distance, the sarcasm in Reeves's eyes is more intense.

In such sarcasm, there is still a look of hope.

boom!

The golden wheat stalked on the black javelin, and the black javelin shattered immediately in the dull sound.

The high priest of the harvest temple could not help but feel a long breath.

"Sure enough, the power of the gods will not fail."

"Before it was just because of some coincidence."

"I won't show up later..."

The idea of lie to myself has not completely dissipated. The high priest of the harvest temple saw a black color suddenly appearing on the golden wheat in his hand.

Shallow, black like a mist.

It is like a plague, spreading rapidly.

During the breathing, most of the golden wheat ears are infected by black.

The face of the high priest of the Harvest Temple was shocked. He subconsciously instilled his own power into the golden wheat ears to resist the black infection.

But before the harvest of the high priests, the golden stalks flew out like a meteor!

Golden wheat has escaped?

Do not!

To be precise, the **** of harvest has escaped!

As a saint of the harvest temple, there are no more than three people in the whole temple who can use the golden wheat ears, and there is only one that can 'take away' the holy device from the high priest of the harvest temple: the **** of harvest .

The high priest of the Harvest Temple looked at the golden wheat that was about to disappear into the distance. The whole face was gray and his eyes were dim. The body was shaken several times and then fell to the ground.

The knights and soldiers who were still ready to fight in the past moments were like the spine at this moment, and they had no morale.

In the fortifications, low crying came.

This time, it is no longer a child.

It is their mother.

Even when faced with monsters, these are just panicking women who have never had other negative emotions, crying at this time.

Because they were abandoned.

They have been convinced that they will be backed up and have been abandoned by the gods who have sheltered them.

What else in the world is trusting a existence than wholeheartedly, and then being betrayed by this existence is more sad?

No.

The moment when trust collapses, life seems to be destroyed.

Rifweiser experienced this time.

So, this time, he - laughed loudly.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Yes! That's right!"

"That's it!"

"It is this pain and despair!"

The young Chinese costume smiled forward and laughed, and laughed out of breath. It seemed that he saw the most joyful scene in his life.

However, the words are more and more cold.

It is like a cold wind blowing from the northern part of the land.

It is tremulous.

“You are just going through everything I have experienced – the first part of it!”

"Do not worry!"

"I will let you fully experience everything I have experienced!"

"One will not be less!"

"First of all……"

"Start from you!"

Rif Weiser looked at the high priest of the harvest temple and he walked over.

The high priest of the Harvest Temple stayed there, as if he had no sense, even if he saw the looming snake scales on the wrist of Rif Weiser, it was indifferent.

When the **** of harvest fled, the unbelieving high priest guessed something.

And now?

Facing the cruel truth.

Just hope that everything will end soon.

Rif Weiser's palm was placed on the head of the high priest of the Harvest Temple, and the looming snake scales began to spread rapidly.

From the wrist position, always along the palm, then...

It is the scalp, forehead, eyes, and nose of the high priest of the harvest temple.

The snake scale is like a creepy bug, inwardly.

Little by little swallowing everything inside.

"Ah!"

The unstoppable screams sounded from the mouth of the great priest who had just died in the harvest.

And this is why Rif Weiser did not choose the other's mouth.