Infinite Terror: This Middle Continent is Rebellious

Chapter 185 Ravage and Destruction

"Please punish me, Lord."

The seriously injured knights showed expressions of shame.

"Why should I punish the brave knights? You are all cleansed."

Wen Lie shook his head, a compassionate smile appearing on his face.

Golden light enveloped the injured knights, and the burns from the dragon's breath gradually healed.

The knights also practiced ripple qigong, combined with the effects of recovery spells, to repair their physical injuries.

Coupled with the self-adjustment of genes, the damage caused by dragon breath was completely healed after one minute.

“Hallelujah!”

The knights were moved to tears by Wen Lie's kindness as they received forgiveness and grace for making a foolish mistake.

Wen Lie's eyes were kind.

Five hundred and three thousand three hundred and twenty-seven knights, although a lot, but each one is not cheap.

He could not launch the Ten Plagues a second time. Even if he launched the Ten Plagues again and played tricks again, it would seem incongruous.

It would be very difficult to recruit a second group of subordinates as loyal as this group of Crusaders in this world.

The pink headdress, like fish gills, trembles gently, reflecting the owner's mood.

Camilla's right eye glowed red, and her scarlet pupils could see through several kilometers of space. She saw the scene of the giant dragon falling from the sky.

"Failed?"

Camilla frowned slightly.

First, create bad weather to hinder the Crusaders' march. Then send out dragons to release their might and suppress the Crusaders' morale.

She, the Army of the Dead, and Andumali held back Wen Lie, while the Flame Tiger, Ice Phoenix, Thunder Dragon, and Phantom Warriors charged into the Crusaders, causing heavy casualties and further destroying the morale of the Crusaders, weakening the effect of the prayers, and then five million demons attacked and slaughtered the Crusaders.

This is the tactic formulated by the God of Death.

However, something went wrong at the very first step of the plan.

Camilla murmured, "No, it's just an insignificant question."

"According to the original plan, all troops will attack. For the sake of Lord Dracula, no human will be allowed to approach the Demon Castle!"

The clear female voice became high-pitched, and the controlled wind carried Camilla's voice to the ears of the demons.

Normal demons have no order at all. When Camilla gave an order, monsters of various shapes rolled out towards the town where the Crusaders were like a wave formed by a group of ants.

The three demon kings, Camilla, the Dead Legion, and Andumali, arrived at the bloody town three minutes earlier than the demon tide. Because of this, the scene of the corpse dragon and the bone dragon being killed by the knights appeared before their eyes.

Camilla's face changed drastically. She could never have imagined that the Crusaders would have such powerful individual strength.

This Crusade was completely different from the previous eight Crusades, and different from any army Camilla had ever seen.

Just the combined strength of over fifty knights, no! Only over thirty knights actually engaged in battle with the dragon.

It is equivalent to only needing a dozen knights to kill a top-level demon.

Even if the dragon is affected by the power of God and can only exert 70% of its strength, the value of individual Crusaders will not be reduced.

Looking around, the Crusaders had at least 500,000 troops. If everyone was this strong, even if the 7,459,260 demons in the demon world were mobilized, they might not be able to destroy the Crusaders.

"Are you kidding me?"

Camilla's voice trembled, and her beautiful face became hideous and ugly because of intense fear.

Andumali turned around decisively.

Although his title is the mighty Earl, in reality he is always associated with things like theft. Although he is not timid, he is not a reckless man who does not know how to retreat when faced with desperate situations.

Just then, a golden flash broke the dark sky.

The oppressive feeling of the holy light caused Andumali's soul to send a warning to his brain.

Andumali immediately took a dodging posture, and when his body turned to the left, a bunch of golden spears passed by his eyes with a power that made the devil shudder.

Even if you stagger your body and the spear, you cannot completely avoid being hurt.

The spinning spear formed a vortex of light, a force more dangerous to demons than sulfuric acid, which corroded Andumali's skin. The wind force of the vortex peeled off a layer of his skin.

However, Andumali is at least one of the seventy-two demon kings.

Although the golden javelin is very dangerous, if it does not hit directly, the damage it can cause is only insignificant skin injuries.

However, after being attacked by spears, Andumali realized that he had been targeted by the Crusaders.

Turning your back on the Crusaders is tantamount to handing your life over to them.

Camilla raised her right hand, and a drop of blood seeped out from her fingertips, turning into a bat.

Camilla glanced at Andumali and the Legion of the Dead and said coldly, "I'll have my familiar tell the God of Death what's happening here. Our mission is to hold back the Crusaders and wait for reinforcements."

In other words, fight with all your might.

To fight against at least 500,000 top-level warriors, except for the vampire Camilla who owns the Dead River, even if Beelzebub the King of Flies, Balor the King of the Fomor Tribe, and Galamos the Ten Thousand Year Demon God all come together, the possibility of survival will not exceed 50%.

Andumali said in a deep voice: "This is crazy!"

The giant snake coiled around Andumali also let out a low hiss. An intelligent demon would not want to fight with such a legion.

"Hehehehehehahahahahahahahaha!"

Wild laughter echoed in the air.

The laughter sounded like that of an adult and a child, a man and a woman. Thousands of laughs overlapped each other, and the collision and friction of the sounds made everything around resonate. It was filled with hatred, making Camilla's mind dazed for a moment.

The voices of men, women, young and old cried out together, "What have I to do with you, Jesus, Son of the Most High God? I beg you by God, do not torment me."

The words seemed to be a plea, but they contained no plea at all. Instead, they were filled with blame and hatred.

A huge sphere composed of two thousand corpses floated in the sky. The corpses floating on the surface of the sphere had expressions of anger and resentment on their faces.

Unlike Andumali's fear, the Army of the Dead showed strong malice towards the Crusaders who showed great strength and Wen Lie who cast the Spear of Destiny.

Because its name is group, because there are so many of them.

The legion of the dead, slain by Jesus nearly two thousand years ago, harbored an immense malice towards Wen Lie, the man who claimed to be the incarnation of Christ. Tentacles pierced through the cracks in the corpses, aiming for Wen Lie in the town. Enormous magical power converged, transforming into beams of green light, which radiated towards Wen Lie.

The power of the light was no less than Wen Lie's spear. It tore through the sky and landed in front of Wen Lie in the blink of an eye. Twelve beams of light formed a covering attack.

The attack was not sudden. Wen Lie was prepared to be attacked when he discovered the three demons and cast the Spear of Destiny to prevent one demon from escaping.

The spear of destiny has been thrown, but because of the great force, it cannot be retrieved within five seconds.

Then, Wen Lie grasped Durandal's hilt with his right hand.

"The blade shines, praising three miracles. The peerless sword Durandal is here!"

Wen Lie raised the holy sword high, and with heavy breathing, huge ripple energy was injected into the sword body of the holy sword.

In an instant, white light rushed out from the blade and turned into a sword of light that was more than ten meters long. The pure white sword energy emitted a blue glow. The enormous power that could only be described as a miracle was contained in the sword energy of the holy sword.

Completely crush the attack of this army of the dead! Cut the army of the dead apart!
Wen Lie gave this order to Durandal.

Using the strength of a fourth-level primary to counterattack the furious attack of a fourth-level intermediate, such an order can only be described as absurd.

However, Wen Lie's determination was strong enough to make Jacob's siblings and Durandal respond to his orders.

The light called miracle bloomed in the night sky, the bright sword light drove away the night, the sword energy flashing in the sky swallowed up the magic beams of the dead army, and the light bursting out from the sword blade shot out towards the dead army in the sky, suddenly cutting off a corner of the dead army.

"call--!"

Wen Lie's breathing caused a storm, and his heart was like a motorcycle blasting through the street, making a sound that could be heard within a radius of a hundred meters.

The holy sword in his hand became heavy, and Wen Lie could feel how seriously injured his body was under the wrapping of the holy book.

This is the price of miracles.

At the level of the fourth level beginner, he was able to exert the power of the fourth level intermediate, without using any holy artifacts or holy tools. It is easy to imagine how difficult this was.

However, although it is not easy, it does not cause the kind of irreversible damage that would be caused by using holy objects to crush and destroy holy tools.

Wen Lie used ripple energy to repair the burden on his body caused by the excessive force, and his substitute, the god Anubis, also quickly cast a healing spell to quickly heal the injuries on his body.

In about fifteen seconds, your body will return to normal.

Wen Lie made a calm inference.

However, the cross and the demons did not know the price Wen Lie paid for that attack and his current situation. They only saw Wen Lie injuring Andumali with a spear and injuring the Legion of the Dead with a slash.

Camilla said fearfully, "As expected of a vampire hunter that my uncle fears! We can't defeat him alone."

A trace of sadness flashed in Camilla's eyes.

Although their original plan was not to fight Wen Lie alone.

However, those 500,000 top-level experts were beyond the plan. Were they going to rush among those 500,000 experts and fight with Wen Lie?
As soon as this thought came into Camilla's head, she dispelled it because she felt it was ridiculous.

Andumali shook his head speechlessly.

He was also helpless. The only thing he could do now was to wait for others to arrive and gather the strength of the legion to clash with the Crusaders.

The Army of the Dead did not think as much as Camilla and Andumali, or rather, it thought too much.

The two thousand spirits have different ideas. Some of them are rational, but more of them are crazy.

After being slashed by Wen Lie, the murderous intent towards Christ prevailed in the collective consciousness. No matter why Camilla and Andumali did not dare to move, the army of the dead flew towards Wen Lie, and its twelve tentacles fired beams of magic bombardment.

The bombardment containing huge magical power set off a strong wind in the sky. Wen Lie forced his body, which had not yet recovered, to swing the holy sword. The sword light released in an arc shape caused the magical artillery to deviate from its trajectory. The beams of light that did not hit fell on the ground around Wen Lie, blasting a sinkhole hundreds of meters deep. Some knights who were unable to dodge in time suffered serious injuries.

The attitudes of the Crusaders became serious.

Hundreds of knights raised their spears, the energy of the ripples flowed in their blood, and the adjustment of genes increased the strength of their arms a hundredfold.

"boom!"

A total of five hundred spears were thrown at the same time. The neatly arranged spears were like a dense rainstorm flowing upstream. Their powerful impact force blasted the atmosphere and caused a loud noise like thunder.

Not all of the five hundred spears hit the target, but only more than three hundred spears hit the Legion of the Dead, a force that also made Camilla and Andumali terrified.

Spears flashing with golden light pierced into the bodies of the dead army, and the corpses that made up the bodies exploded into pieces.

In just a blink of an eye, the corpse that served as the outer shell was completely shattered, and the core of the dead army was exposed.

However, this important core could not survive for long under the spears of the Crusaders.

More than a hundred spears rammed into the core of the Dead Legion one after another. This monster was famous in the Bible and was also a famous monster in Demon City. It was shattered in an instant by the impact of the spears.

Camilla and Andumali felt a chill all over their bodies.

The mentality of luck is gone.

At the moment before the death of the undead army, the two still had some hope.

Perhaps the Crusaders were not composed entirely of top-tier warriors. Perhaps those who could fight dragons were only a minority among the Crusaders. Perhaps the Crusaders were able to kill corpse dragons and bone dragons only because the corpse dragons and bone dragons were too close and their strength was weakened, so they were killed by a group of humans.

However, when they saw the 500 javelins of the Crusaders, those thoughts might have disappeared from their minds in an instant.

"God Anubis, come on BGM!"

The destruction of the army of the dead symbolized the official start of the war. Wen Lie held Durandal in his right hand, called back the Spear of Destiny with his left hand, and a bloody smile appeared on his face.

"Which music is playing? Mass? A Cruel Angel's Thesis?"

The voice of the substitute god Anubis also became excited, and he played several pieces of music with Christian characteristics.

Wen Lie narrowed his eyes and said happily, "At a time like this, of course it's in the name of God! In the name of God!"

"OK!"

The substitute god Anubis laughed happily, controlling the vibrations of the holy book and playing a passionate war song.

In an instant, music suddenly sounded in the night sky.

“In the Name of God! In the Name of God! In the Name of God we go to heaven!”

The sounds of trumpets, golden pipes, organs, and the roars of singers came from nowhere and resounded throughout the battlefield in an instant, bombarding the Crusaders' ears like bombs.

As the music sounded, the knights' bodies became hot, the soldiers' spirits became excited, and indescribable emotions filled the hearts of the Crusaders.

(End of this chapter)