The First Tyrant of Daxia

"Light the holy fire and use holy light weapons!"

Perfu on the city wall shouted loudly.

Hearing Perfu's voice, the glorious warriors who were arranged in formation finally took action.

They raised high the strange blue swords in their hands, then took out a water bag from their waist and poured the liquid in the bag onto the swords.

Qin Yun saw clearly that the water bag definitely did not contain water, but a strange liquid with a faint green light. The liquid even gave off a disgusting odor.

When those glorious warriors applied the liquid in the water bag onto the strange light blue sword, the light blue color on the blade seemed to become even deeper and more moist.

Afterwards, all the Glorious Warriors took out a fire starter, drank a sip of wine, and sprayed flames on the deep blue sword like street performers in Daxia.

"bake!"

In an instant, dazzling flames appeared on the big knife, burning fiercely, like the light of dawn gradually rising from the darkness.

But this was just an image. When the flames burned on the big knife, one could hear crackling sounds, which were more violent than burning firewood. Qin Yun also smelled a foul odor, which was worse than the smell of burning.

But I have to say that those big swords do look a bit scary under the blessing of flames.

It is the nature of animals to fear fire. Humans are also animals, and when they see those burning swords, they instinctively feel afraid.

If they were hit by this sword, even if they did not die, the scorching flames would spread along their armor and clothes and burn their bodies.

Many of the Ptolemaic soldiers with weaker morale showed timid looks in their eyes when they saw the flaming sword.

But Perfu suddenly burst into laughter.

"Are you scared?! But do you think this is the complete picture of the Holy Light Weapons of our Glory Cult? You are so naive!"

Perfu laughed wildly to keep everything under control, "Next, please enjoy the real Holy Light weapon."

Those glorious warriors raised their flaming swords high up. The flames became more and more vigorous under the flow of air, and then the orange-red flames began to change. As the color became darker, it gradually turned into a mottled white flame.

As it turned into a white flame, the surrounding temperature instantly rose.

The glorious warrior holding the broadsword was the closest and felt the most deeply, and immediately broke out in a sweat.

Seeing this scene, Perfu laughed wildly: "The white flame is burning! The white flame is burning! This is the holy light weapon of the Glory God Cult. You mortals will be reduced to ashes and turned into a pile of yellow earth under the sacred weapon of heaven!"

Qin Yun's eyes were full of shock.

The orange-red flame turned into a white flame, which meant that the temperature of the flame had reached an astonishing level.

What was even more shocking was that the strange light blue sword could actually withstand such a high temperature flame without melting or even deforming!

What kind of material is that? How can it withstand such a terrifying flame?

What kind of flame can reach such a high temperature?

What kind of physique did those glorious warriors have? How could they withstand such a terrifying flame without making a sound?

These things were beyond Qin Yun's imagination.

Before this, Qin Yun always thought that the so-called holy light weapons of the Glory Divine Church were just something with a bluffing name.

Qin Yun thought so even more, especially after the Ptolemaic Dynasty came into contact with those glorious warriors.

But now, Qin Yun had to change his mind.

This is the real holy light weapon!

It has a terrifying power that moves people!

Perfu enjoyed Qin Yun's shocked expression at the moment.

Then he opened his hands and prayed with a fervent look in his eyes:

"Warriors who wield holy light weapons!"

"The white holy flame burning in your hands is the power born from heaven, which cleanses all evil in the world. At this moment, you are all fighting for the glory of heaven! Fight for the Lord Archangel! Fight for His Majesty the Pope!"

"Your life is not your life, your body is not your body, your life is the life of heaven, your body is the body of glory!"

"Glorious Warrior, wield the Holy Flame, fight for the glory of heaven, and purify the world of all evil!"

"kill!"

Following Perfu's order, the eyes of the Glorious Warriors suddenly became extremely fanatical and noble, as if they had transformed into so-called angels from heaven and rushed directly towards the Daxia soldiers.

The horrifying white flames were so blazing that even a Glorious Warrior could feel the terrifying temperature when he got within three meters, let alone touch it.

"Run!"

Almost at the same time, the Ptolemaic soldiers lost their minds, dropped their weapons and ran away.

The Daxia soldiers were also extremely frightened, but before the military order was given, they gritted their teeth and rushed forward with weapons in their hands.

"Ding!"

With just one contact, the fine weapons in the hands of the Da Xia soldiers, which had been tempered through thousands of trials, suddenly turned red.

Once again, the weapons in the hands of the Da Xia soldiers turned red at the same time. If the gun handles and sword handles were not made of wood, the Da Xia soldiers would probably not be able to hold those weapons at all.

In the third clash of weapons, the weapons in the hands of the Daxia soldiers were directly burned soft and then cut in half easily like cutting off mud.

This is not the scariest thing.

After losing their weapons, the Da Xia soldiers had no means of resistance. When those glorious warriors chopped on the bodies of the Da Xia soldiers, there was a sizzling sound and the bodies were instantly roasted to half-cooked. If the sword chopped into the internal organs, the internal organs would be cooked like boiling water and the soft internal organs would be cooked instantly.

"what!"

When the Da Xia soldiers saw the horrific death of their comrades, they were all frightened and went crazy.

"damn it!"

Qin Yun cursed loudly and planned to try the horror of these glory warriors and holy light weapons himself.

He found a nearby Glory Warrior and chopped him down with the soft sword in his hand.

The glorious warrior immediately raised his sword and chopped at him. When their weapons collided, Qin Yun's face changed and he immediately pulled back the soft sword.

In order for a soft sword to be both soft and sharp, the materials and forging techniques required are more advanced than those used by Da Xia soldiers. As Qin Yun is the emperor of Da Xia, he naturally uses the most advanced materials and techniques in Da Xia.

But even such a soft sword, when it came into contact with the big knife burning with white flames, a red burnt hole instantly appeared on it, and then a gap was pressed out.

Qin Yun's face looked a little ugly. These big swords burning with white flames were indeed extremely terrifying.

The glorious warrior grinned. The man in front of him was the Emperor of Daxia. If he could capture him, it would be an achievement comparable to that of a king or a prince!

At that moment, the Glory Warrior launched a fierce attack on Qin Yun.