The immortal who travels the world

Chapter 1103

"what happened?"

"not good!"

"Run! It's the king's army!"

The pope of this small sect hadn't died yet, when the panicked roars of the followers of the evil god sounded from the outskirts of the village.

No way, when the followers of the evil gods faced unarmed civilians, they could get whatever they wanted by relying on their magic with supernatural power.

But in front of the mithril hoplites of the king's army, their half-baked sorcery couldn't exert its due effect at all.

Moreover, there are not so many true fanatics.

Even if the vast majority of evil god believers believe in and worship all kinds of evil gods, compared with their own lives, the evil gods still have to lag behind a little.

This also led to the fact that although there were hundreds of evil god believers in the entire village, their first reaction was to run away quickly after discovering the traces of the king's army.

In the blink of an eye, all these believers of the evil gods present frantically fled like headless chickens.

Seeing this scene, the face of the Pope, who had been shot in the chest by an arrow, instantly turned livid.

He snatched the arrow from his chest, took out some foul-smelling powder from somewhere, and sprinkled it on the wound to stop the bleeding.

Then he shouted: "Look at your ridiculous appearance, how can you be qualified to be a servant of a great god?"

"You are all devout children, the gods are watching you, don't be afraid of these stupid tin cans, with the protection of the gods, we will surely usher in victory!"

The pope is still trying to stabilize the morale of the army.

Mainly, he also saw the king's army appearing at the head of the village. Judging from the number, there were only dozens of them.

Even if the magic has no effect, these dozens of people can be piled up to death just by counting the number of people.

It is a pity that this pope does not have any leadership qualities.

Few of the evil god believers present listened to him at all.

After shouting at the top of his voice for a long time, only seven or eight believers in black robes gathered around him.

With this number of people, it is obviously impossible to be the opponent of the king's army.

Moreover, the best time to escape was wasted. The soldiers in bright silver armor had already surrounded them. Even if these evil god believers wanted to escape now, they had no chance.

The leading general had already seen the tragedy of the village, and his heart was already burning with anger.

He drew out the straight sword worn at his waist, and rushed towards the Pope and those believers without saying a word.

Lu Yan didn't have much emotional fluctuations either, he just stood behind the team and quietly watched the king's army wipe out these stubborn believers.

Ariana, who had been guarded by two soldiers, curled her lips, as if she was very disdainful towards this small sect.

It is worth mentioning that even if they are collectively referred to as believers of evil gods, sects are not monolithic.

On the contrary, because the evil gods they believe in are different, in order to rob believers, these sects, regardless of their size, are basically hostile to each other.

Therefore, Ariana watched these unlucky believers of evil gods die under the knife, and she would not feel any sadness at all.

Seeing such a one-sided battle situation, Ariana withdrew her gaze and continued to stare at Lu Yan viciously.

She still didn't understand why Lu Yan, the evil god she had summoned, not only didn't help them believers, but instead joined the king's army.

Ariana grew angrier as she thought about it.

Just staring like this was not enough for Ariana, she took advantage of the two soldiers not paying attention, and began to curse at Lu Yan viciously.

"What kind of god are you like this! You are betraying! You have betrayed your believers!"

Lu Yan turned his head to look at this girl who believed in evil gods with great interest, without opening his mouth to argue.

He is very clear that in the Cthulhu mythology, whether it is the Outer God or the Old One, they actually don't care whether they have believers or not.

It was really hard for him to understand what kind of magical brain circuits these guys who believed in evil gods had.

……

In a very short period of time, the battle has come to an end.

Due to the disadvantaged number, it is inevitable that some evil god believers will escape from the village.

However, under the order of killing on the spot, the king's army also took the lives of many followers of the evil god.

"You bloody tin cans! The great gods will avenge us!"

The pope's right hand had been cut off in the battle, and he screamed while clutching his bloody broken arm.

The two remaining believers stood with the Pope, surrounded by soldiers, and it was already a dead end.

The leading general held a straight sword and walked towards the Pope steaming.

"Damn you inhuman bastards."

The voice passed through the thick visor, resulting in a somewhat muffled sound, but a strong killing intent could also be heard from it.

"You don't understand the greatness of the gods at all."

As if having a premonition of his own death, the Pope went completely insane.

He tore off the black robe he was wearing, and using the short knife in his hand, he directly used his chest as a canvas to draw a strange pattern.

The Pope continued to portray as if he couldn't feel the pain, while roaring hysterically.

"This is what you asked for. A great god will come to the world and bring doom to you fools!"

Seeing this, the leading general laughed back angrily.

Since the consul officially decided to eliminate the cult of the evil god, the leading generals have long been familiar with the curses and summons of the followers of the evil god before they died.

At the beginning, I still felt uneasy, but so far I haven't seen any evil gods descending, which made the general feel sympathetic towards these fanatics while being disdainful.

Soon, without his need for a shot, the pope bled to death.

Sure enough, nothing changed.

"Maybe there are evil gods, but they don't care about you believers."

The Pope died before his eyes, and the remaining two believers suddenly became sober, and quickly dropped their weapons to express their surrender.

The general waved his hand, signaling his subordinates to go down and arrest these evil god believers, and then walked towards the rows of iron cages, intending to release the imprisoned villagers.

Suddenly, a bright light flashed in Lu Yan's smiling eyes, and he looked at the Pope's corpse.

The evil gods or the old rulers really don't care whether there are people who believe in them, let alone their believers.

but,
It's hard to guarantee that there won't be a guy who is as bored as Geheros, and when he feels the call, he will come across a long distance to pass the time...

Just like now.

hum!
The pope's blood soaked into the ground, and a strange blood-red pattern lit up, and the chaotic breath gushed out like a tide...

(End of this chapter)