Gnolls can't practice martial arts

Chapter 227 Evil Forces Never Slack

Four in the morning.

25 kilometers west of Beidas City, a small group of Gnolls walked through the forest. They were night patrols and would patrol near the outpost.

Since the attack not long ago, the entire Broken Tooth collar has stepped up its vigilance, so even in such an empty and uninhabited place, which is far away from the city and civilian areas outside the city, there are still a certain number of troops patrolling.

At this moment, on a certain hillside, a black-robed man hid in the darkness, watching the small group of gnolls leaving, he frowned secretly.

"It seems that it's better to just detonate it in Aylward, and use it with the skeletons teleported to the west to consume their, um, ammunition, that's what it's called."

The man in black quickly disappeared.

To the north of the Red Dragon Fortress of Broken Tooth is Luskan City, and less than 100 kilometers northwest of Luskan City is another city, Aylward.

Aylward is a very ordinary human city, with a population of about [-] to [-] people. If there are villages outside the city, etc., there are about [-] people.

In a forest 7 kilometers north of Aylward, the man in black is busy.

He has already checked, and there is no one in the surrounding five or six kilometers. After all, it is early in the morning, and according to the information of the believers, the church power in this city is also very weak, and there are a few scattered small churches. The Church of God is like this, but due to the scattered power of faith, the Church of God of Dawn is just a few big cats and kittens.

At this time, the man in black was in a small open space, holding his staff, facing up to the sky, and chanting a spell. After about 10 minutes, he successfully released the spell:

"Control the weather!"

Then, in the air about two kilometers above his head, suddenly a group of clouds slowly appeared. This cloud, like the embryonic form of a storm, slowly rotated to form a centripetal vortex cloud with a diameter of one or two kilometers.

Then, the man in black waved his hand, and corpses appeared out of nowhere and fell to the ground. About 10 corpses appeared and piled up in a pile.

"The Burning Hand!"

The black-robed man pointed with one hand, and the pile of corpses was ignited, but it seemed that the burning was not rapid and sufficient, and a large column of smoke burst out, straight to the vortex cloud above his head.

But this was just the beginning. The man in black soon appeared a hundred meters away, threw out another pile of corpses and set it on fire. After more than 10 minutes, there were 15 piles of corpses and 15 pillars of smoke in total.

Among these 15 corpse piles, except for the one in the middle that seems to be composed of dozens of corpses and has a rough smoke column, the other 14 corpse piles are divided into inner and outer layers.

The outer layer is 7 piles of corpses, which constitute the 7 vertices of a heptagram, and the inner layer is also 7 piles of corpses, which are located in the 7 recesses of the heptagram.

When all 15 pillars of smoke drifted into the vortex above his head, the man in black began to chant the mantra again. After about 10 minutes, the 15 corpses shone slightly. Except for the corpse in the middle, the other 14 corpses seemed real. A seven-pointed star is outlined.

"Crazy Campfire!"

With the successful release of this weird spell, the smoke on the pile of corpses became thicker and darker, filled with the power of obscenity. Soon, the incomplete combustion of the pile of corpses ended, and there were only 15 piles of bones left on the spot, and the rest seemed to have disappeared. It completely turned into black smoke and merged into the vortex above the head.

Then, the vortex cloud with a diameter of about one or two kilometers drifted towards Aylward City.

Then, in the city of Aylward, a continuous drizzle began to fall. This drizzle enveloped the entire city and drifted a kilometer or two outside the city wall.

It rained for three or four hours before disappearing, and the man in black disappeared at some point.

. . .

There are many residents in Aylward City. Some may wake up at 5 o'clock in the morning to start a day's work, and some don't get up until seven or eight o'clock, but at least half of the people have been exposed to rain. drizzle.

Symptoms appeared a few hours later, and some people with weak constitutions quickly changed from mild itching of the skin to listlessness and red eyes.

But life still has to go on, and there is no food if you don’t work, so less than a few people go to the church to see the pastor for treatment.

Of course, as time went by, people's symptoms became more and more serious by two o'clock in the afternoon, and even in the urban area, three people turned into ghouls.

The churches were almost full of people inside and out, and the news of the appearance of the ghouls quickly reached the ears of the Aylward city administrator and the churches.

The priests and bishops naturally reacted to such an obvious undead magic attack. Soon, their spell slots were exhausted, and a large-scale purification technique was the most effective. Then, the knights maintained order, and the priests and bishops Start a group prayer.

On the one hand, they are asking for help from their respective gods. On the other hand, those devout believers can advance tomorrow's magic spells in advance. Even if the gods don't pay attention, the magic spells will be automatically issued to them through the belief network.

But unfortunately, the belief network is also related to the magic net, so it will be affected to a certain extent, and with some other preparations, the cover was successful during the day.

So after an hour, the priests and bishops had no results. I wonder if the gods were too busy to hear their voices. They seemed to be abandoned by the gods.

In the city of Aylward, the Temple of Dawn is not a big temple. In the temple at this time, a middle-aged bishop made a decision.

"It is impossible for God to abandon me who is pious! The evil power has blinded this city, and I must spread the news."

At this time, Aylward City was almost paralyzed, and the patient's symptoms became more and more serious, and even contagion appeared, and there were already forty or fifty ghouls in the city, but it was unknown outside the city.

The middle-aged bishop held up the holy emblem in his hand—it was a circular emblem carved with the sunrise on the field, symbolizing the dawn, and the half-exposed sun had six metal pointed horns symbolizing the sun.

The most devout middle-aged bishop in this church withdrew the holy emblem forcefully, and the sharp metal horn penetrated deeply into his chest, even piercing his heart.

The power of this middle-aged bishop is not small at all.

The middle-aged bishop died soon, and as a pious soul, this method of death was almost sacrilegious, but it also succeeded in quickly attracting powerful heroic spirits, and the powerful heroic spirits in Dawn God quickly pulled his soul and made him enter the kingdom of God.

Ever since, the God of Dawn finally found out about this matter.

An avatar of the God of Dawn appeared in Aylward City.

"Purification!"

A powerful purification technique performed by the incarnation of the god directly purified everyone inside and outside the Dawn Temple and relieved the disease.

But there are still many people in Aylward City.

"Change reality!"

With the use of the godhead ability, the consumption of a large amount of divine power took effect quickly. At least one-third of the people in Aylward City were purified, and all disease symptoms disappeared immediately. The ground, eaves, and water in the ditch in the city were dirty and dark The power is also cleared, and the ghouls within the range are also dead.

It seems that the power of gods is sometimes limited, and those ghouls have not turned back into humans.

The avatar of the God of Dawn, whose power was exhausted, frowned slightly, and then another minute later, three other avatars of the same kind appeared beside him.

An avatar took out the holy emblem from the middle-aged bishop's heart, stood together with the other three avatars, and touched the blood-soaked holy emblem with four index fingers from four directions.

"Change reality!"

A milky white light appeared from the holy emblem, turning into a huge misty ring and spreading around.

The spreading speed of this white mist ring was so fast that it cleared the entire Aylward City in less than a minute, and continued to spread to twenty or thirty kilometers outside the city.

Except for those unfortunate people who had turned into ghouls and quickly died in the halo, the power of darkness in everyone else was purified.

Perhaps due to the influence of divine power, the bishop's blood was completely integrated into the holy emblem.

"This holy emblem will be called the red sun in the future. It is already a divine weapon. You must spread the story of this divine weapon, because this story should be imprinted in poetry and circulated forever."

The incarnation of the God of Dawn disappeared, leaving only this sentence.

Other bishops and priests kneeling on the ground burst into tears.

At the same time, in the forest at an unknown distance to the west of the town of Babel, the man in black is setting up some large magic circles. He seems to have noticed that the city of Aylward has been purified.

"I'm really willing to give up the power of the gods. It seems that I am angry. If I can make this god angry, Sazastan must admire me if he finds out."

The man in black looked at the dozen or so large magic circles that were about to be completed, and moved a little faster.

(End of this chapter)