Global Scourge

Chapter 147 Kazat's Despair
In the largest square in the main city.

Almost all the surviving centaurs were gathered here.

There are probably more than 2.

Among them are the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled, as well as women and cubs, but there are no healthy young centaurs.

Because the centaur who can still carry the weapon has almost died in battle.

"No!"

"What are you doing!"

"Help!"

The centaurs let out desperate cries as they looked at the undead blazing blue soul flames around them.

They didn't know why the monsters didn't kill them right away, but drove them together.

They also don't know what their fate will be next.

It's just the instinct of survival that makes them run backwards, but there are undead in all directions, so where can they go.

But at this time, Kazat did not escape from the main city, nor escaped to the half-winged angel plane, as Zhu Zichen expected.

The reason is also as Zhu Zichen thought, it is impossible to abandon the priesthood and position and become a mortal life.

And it is currently in an underground secret passage, secretly observing the enemy's movements.

In order not to be discovered, it also became similar to an ordinary centaur, and at the same time contracted all its divine power.

If the other demigods didn't check it in person, they wouldn't be able to tell the difference between it and ordinary centaurs.

"Strange, what are these monsters doing?"

Seeing the old and young centaurs being driven together, Kazat was puzzled.

After all, these centaurs are not a threat, even if they are sold, they won't sell for much.

It's not as valuable as a young centaur at all, it really doesn't know why the enemy gathers them together.

But soon, a voice began to sound.

"Centaur demigod, Kazat, right?"

By now, Zhu Zichen and the others also knew the names of their gods from the mouth of the centaur.

"I know you are still in the city, but you dare not come out."

After a while, the coyote continued to shout: "But how long do you think you can hide? After a month, the plane will return to nothingness, and you will still die the same."

"If you come out now, we will give you a good time and promise to let your believers go."

"But if you are stubborn, don't blame us for being cruel."

"See your more than 2 believers here? I will burn a batch of them every five minutes until you show up."

After speaking, the coyote let the flying snake Typhon take off without waiting for Kazat's reaction, and threw a box of corpse oil among the centaurs.

"Boom!" After a loud noise, the fire began to burn.

"Ah! Help!"

"No, it's too hot!"

"Great god of plunder, come and save your believers!"

The fire caused the centaurs to crowd each other and trample on each other, trying to stay away from the fire.

And some of the burned centaurs lost their minds and started to run wildly, and even brought the flames to more of their own race.

Seeing this scene, the two brothers Wang Jiamin and Haosao couldn't bear to turn their heads away.

Although they had killed countless enemies with their own hands, this was the first time they had killed so purely.

Zhu Zichen watched the coyote making plans with a bored face, and didn't feel too much.

And in his heart, he didn't think this plan was feasible, it was just to satisfy his perverted psychology.

The fire continued, and soon killed more than 100 and a half people.

However, although this new type of corpse oil burns very vigorously, it also burns quickly.

It went off after 3 minutes.

"Haha...hahaha..."

Watching the big barbecue, the coyote grinned sickly.

"Oh...it smells so good...haha...continue!"

Before 5 minutes, he couldn't help but continue to the next game.

Soon, Typhon the Flying Snake dropped another wooden box.

"Boom!"

The fire instantly submerged the centaur below.

Suddenly there was chaos and stampede.

"Go on! Go on! Go on!"

"Haha...hahaha..."

"Let this feast be more intense!"

Looking at the centaur's desperate eyes and heart-piercing cry, the coyote felt that he was enjoying himself very much, as if he had sublimated himself.

It was as if he had become an omnipotent god.

It felt more intriguing to him than ever to suck on a white cutie.

Soon, a large number of flying snake Typhon took off, and then prepared to drop the wooden box.

"Enough! You demons!"

A loud shout suddenly interrupted the barbecue scene.

Regardless of his subordinates' obstruction, Kazat turned back into his real body, with red eyes, and flew out of the secret underground passage.

It was already irritable, how could it bear it, the enemy killed its followers so cruelly in front of its own face.

I saw the light of divinity flickering in its hands, and a huge fireball with a diameter of one meter quickly formed.

"Flame Blast!"

The fireball quickly shot at the coyote, and then he transformed a machete with his own hands and slashed at Typhon the flying snake.

Before the flying snake Typhon could react, they were hacked to death one after another.

The wooden box fell into the undead, causing casualties immediately.

But the coyote looked at the fireball flying in front of him, his eyes suddenly showed fear, but he didn't move.

Because for some reason, his body couldn't move.

In fact, he was suppressed by Kazat's divine power, so he was temporarily unable to move.

"Boom!" A loud bang.

After the fire, Zhu Zichen's figure appeared in front of the coyote.

"Whoosh..."

A gust of wind rattled his black cloak.

Holding Frostmourne in one hand, it slowly hung down, and a blue divine power flow appeared on the sword.

Frost slowly emerged from the silver-white armor.

On the helmet whose face could not be seen clearly, a faint blue soul fire was instantly ignited.

Hair, also became whiter.

"I thought you wouldn't show up, but I didn't expect...hehe..."

After a sneer, Zhu Zichen shook his head lightly.

He regarded the enemy as rational as himself, so he didn't expect this to provoke Kazat at all.

Unexpectedly, the enemy was angered so easily.

"You demons, why do you torture my believers like this, ah!"

With a roar, Kazat killed him.

It knows that it doesn't have much divine power, so melee combat is the most efficient way to save divine power.

"You step back."

Seeing Kazat flying towards him, Zhu Zichen said a word and went to greet him without looking back.

When Wang Jiamin and the others heard the words, the figure who had come to support them stopped immediately, and then flew back.

The battle of demigods is indeed not something they can participate in.

"Ding!" There was a loud noise, and Zhu Zichen was knocked away.

But Kazat was not feeling well either, leaving a wound on his body.

And the wound is still slowly freezing.

But Zhu Zichen immediately stopped the figure and rushed over again.

Although Kazat's power is greater than him, and his divinity is also stronger than him, but he has the power of a divine weapon, which can continuously cause damage to the enemy.

"Ding ding ding..."

Soon, the continuous sound of weapon clashes resounded in the sky.

And every time there is a sound, there will be another wound on Kazat's body, and the frost will be heavier.

(End of this chapter)