Age of Gods: My followers are all false believers

As the three kings expected, after learning that the city had been captured, revenge from the Conquering Alliance followed.

Such a big thing happened, and naturally these arrogant family members couldn't swallow this breath, and they wanted to dig out the gophers like crazy.

However, the underground structure was far more complicated than they imagined. The day after the city was demolished, the three races had already dug tunnels underground and quietly moved away.

With the help of the dragon lizard clan, this matter is not easy, and they even left a little surprise for the remaining people.

At this moment, countless people are cultivating the plains with various tools, and they are bound to catch all the family members who sneak up on them.

A pot-bellied pig man was sitting on the stage, yelling at everyone in the audience: "People in front of you, don't be lazy, the gods have said that if anyone can find out where these relatives are hiding, as long as they catch one, they will be killed." Ten gold coins can be awarded.

If you can catch ten direct priests, if you catch 100, you will be the envoy of the gods! "

The other leaders on the side did the same thing. They used high rewards to stimulate the desire of the people below, and they dug very quickly. In a short time, they dug more than three meters.

At this moment, a hard-working orc suddenly seemed to dig something hard, and there was a bang, as if something was broken.

At this moment, the orc was stunned for a while, and then said excitedly: "Chief, I dug it!"

The pig man on the stage was overjoyed and nodded in praise: "Okay, let me take a look."

I jumped off the stage excitedly, but all I saw was a huge jar being opened. I was wondering what it was, and people nearby said they had dug it up, but when I stepped forward, it was all jars.

At this time, a rock elf also became troubled, what is this? It steamed up as soon as I dug it out, and there was red powder inside.

Still wondering what it was, suddenly, the pig man seemed to smell something, frowned and asked: "Did you smell anything?"

At this time, everyone came to their senses, smelled it twice and said, "It seems to be the smell of gunpowder smoke..."

"Oh, that's not surprising. It smells like gunpowder...wait a minute, what did you just say?"

However, the pigs who reacted had no time to escape. Their actions just now had touched the serial trap inside, and a large amount of live slime secretions buried underground were immediately activated, and the next second, the entire land was lifted up.

There was a roar, and when the smoke and dust dissipated, all that was left was a mess.

In the distant reconnaissance team, a werewolf saw the scene in front of him and realized that something was wrong.

With a bang, I felt the ground beneath my feet was shaken. I realized something was wrong and hurriedly ran towards the direction of the accident.

But when they arrived, all they saw before them was smoke and a collapsed plain.

Looking at the tragic scene in front of him, the werewolf looked extremely ugly. He never expected that he actually had a family and was willing to survive underground for so long like a dirty gopher.

It was so outrageous that the entire ground was hollowed out and a large amount of explosives were buried. Now that's it, not a single one of the more than 20,000 people is left.

But what about those gophers? Not even a hair was seen. The key is that among the 20,000 people, they are already good at digging holes. The rest can no longer find any dependents who can dig holes efficiently.

The werewolf was so angry that he couldn't help but bring trouble. Then there was a report next to him: "It's not good, General, 5000 of us went down to the cave group in the northwest, and now no one has come up!"

Another one came and said: "Oh no, General, the city in the southeast has been captured again!"

"The grain truck was hijacked just after the harvest in the fertile fields in the southwest!"

Bad things happened one after another, and the werewolf felt his heart was clogged. He had never fought such a frustrating battle.

In previous battles, he had always taken the lead in charging into battle. He only had to kill all the enemies within sight to be considered a victory.

But now this group of relatives are like ghosts, everywhere, and they can stab you in the waist from behind at any time.

Just as he sighed, he heard another sound. A werewolf in black clothes immediately came to him and said, "It's not good, general! The entire third battalion has been wiped out!"

The werewolf sighed: "I understand, forget it, go back first, give me the command, and the entire third battalion will retreat!"

But suddenly he seemed to realize something. When he lowered his head again, huge ice spikes had penetrated his body. He looked up in disbelief and fell down.

When everyone reacted, various magic attacks came from around them, and everything suddenly became chaotic.

A battalion of 1000 men was captured by 200 men in a confused manner with minimal casualties, without even the ability to fight back.

After resisting desperately for two seconds, a pig captain fell unwillingly. Until he fell, his mind was filled with questions.

So, how did an ice demon learn the magic of the changelings, sneak into their camp quietly, and kill him with a fireball...

When the job was done, a demon spirit stepped on the corpse under his feet and said, "Hurry up and hit the target. With such a big movement, support will come soon."

The others nodded, and blue flames appeared on their hands, burning the corpses on the scene completely.

Then, like a ghost, the figure silently reciting the mantra disappeared on the spot, as if it had never appeared.

The poor werewolf never expected that an ice demon spirit would learn the magic of the changelings and infiltrate the camp.

Speaking of which, he was careless. From all the reports he received, it was already determined that the "gophers" should be rock lizards, apes, and ice-type demon spirits.

Who would have thought that there would be demon spirits with ice attributes learning transformation magic and fire magic?

Of course, the magic that demon spirits are best at is ice magic, but even fire magic with conflicting attributes can be learned. However, it only consumes energy and is not very powerful, so the gain outweighs the loss.

The use of fire magic is also particular. Except for the werewolf captain who was very strong and was not conservative in using weak fire magic, he chose to use the more familiar ice magic. All others were killed with fire magic.

After all, their familiar types have long been determined, and the three races are naturally in conflict with fire magic. So how should the Conquest Alliance feel when an entire battalion is suddenly killed by fire magic, and the Conquest Alliance is already in chaos?

After this wave of cleansing, He Xiaoxiao's dependents had almost no losses, but several powerful gods' dependents had already withdrawn from the Alliance of Conquest.

After learning the news, the top leaders of the Conquest Alliance also looked ugly.

A battalion was killed by fire magic without anyone noticing, and even a city was destroyed from the inside by a large amount of fire and thunder magic, and then completely opened up by ice magic from the outside.

The four of them looked at each other with fear in their eyes. Murong Xue, who was sitting at the top, frowned. This thing seemed a bit strange. She lowered her head and wondered what she was thinking.