Global Cataclysm: My Life in Sanctuary Versailles

Facing this provocation, the mutated creature didn't panic at all, waved its big hand and yelled at the saint, "Squeeze whatever you want!"

After finishing speaking, tens of millions of mutated creatures swarmed to die.

Facing such a huge number of mutated creatures, even non-human saints, relying on their own strength, would be too exhausted to be reckless mutated creatures.

Of course, under the attack of mutant creatures, the saints who have gradually lost their minds will not think so much. In their view, anyone who dares to block their way forward is their enemy. done.

an hour passed...

The saint was unharmed, but the corpses of mutant creatures around him had piled up at the saint's feet to form a hill.

three hours passed...

The diamond-shaped pattern on the saint's body began to fade slowly, and the energy in the body was obviously greater than the supply.

But at this time, the small hill had suddenly become a small mountain.

The saint stood on the top of the mountain, with a crazy expression, quite a kind of domineering arrogance.

Three and a half hours passed...

The saint's attack frequency has obviously slowed down, and the madness in his eyes is slowly receding. As for the mutant creatures, except for the raised mountain, the number of mutant creatures surrounding the saint has not decreased at all.

There is no way, the volume of the saint is only so big, even if it is surrounded in all directions, it will not take much.

At this time, the mutant creature was also full of grievances.

If it weren't for the fact that the two belonged to different species and couldn't communicate normally, they would have scolded the saint long ago.

"You son of a bitch, why can't you kill quickly, don't you know that our mutated creatures are starving because of lack of food?"

four hours passed...

The attacks of the saints are like the old men and old ladies doing Tai Chi in the park before the cataclysm, every move and style is full of endless charm.

But...

In addition to flavor.....

It seems to have only charm!

Four and a half hours passed....

The saint's entire body was tightly wrapped by the mutated creature, and soon the mutated creature spread out, and a gray-white skeleton stood on the mountain...

Mutated creature: "I thought you wiped out a large group like Wu Lang, but this is the end? The meat is so bad, tui! It's nothing!!"

After leaving a sentence, the mutated creature shook his sensitive wings, and quickly left the place to look for the next Tie Hanhan who dared to be reckless with them.

The next second after the mutated creatures dispersed, the skeleton that originally stood upright on the mountain collapsed.

perhaps...

He felt that he was not worthy to stand at this time...

Chapter 568 Ambition is higher than the sky, life is thinner than paper

When the iron-headed mutant creature meets the rootless saint, the chemical reaction produced can only be said to be so fresh and refined.

Even the commander, who was so refined that he looked at them strangely, now spit out a mouthful of saliva subconsciously when he stood in the distance and looked at the collapsed bones.

It's just that before the saliva flew out, it was blocked back by the gas mask tightly attached to his face.

It made him neither swallow nor spit...

He clenches his hands into fists and clenches his knuckles.

Just now...

He saw that the saint was surrounded by mutated creatures and seemed unable to escape, so he immediately sent his men to rescue him.

At that time, the mutated creatures hadn't closed completely, and the people who went to rescue him quickly broke through to the saint, but the saint didn't leave, and the saint who lost his mind even grabbed a few people who came to rescue him as snacks , replenish energy.

And it was this delay that made the rescued people fall into siege.

The result is self-evident, no one can break out of the encirclement.

Seeing this scene, the commander wanted to die.

At this time, he was very sad.

Now let alone chasing the joint force formed by the official and the dark net, how to bring the team back safely, and how to bring the saints in the team back safely, this is the focus at this time.

"Everyone retreat immediately."

The moment the skeleton of the saint fell down in the distance, the commander immediately ordered the team to return while punching the car body with a fist.

"Deacon, the holy envoys are still chasing those fleeing teams at this time."

"Chasing a hammer, find a way to stop them."

"Deacon, we...we can't stop it. A group of brothers tried to stop it just now, but were...killed by the Holy Envoy..."

Hearing this, the commander only felt his head spinning.

In the worst case, he still came.

"Don't worry about them, the others will retreat first and get rid of these mutated creatures."

The commander gritted his teeth and ordered.

Seeing that there was no way to keep the saints, he could only do the next best thing and try to keep the ordinary congregants as much as possible.

Otherwise, he would lose both the saints and the congregation, and he really didn't know what kind of punishment he would suffer from the above.

After hearing what the commander said, almost everyone in the team who was still alive breathed a sigh of relief subconsciously.

If it weren't for the apostolic religion's long-standing prestige, and the brutal torture inside them, which made them have to obey the commander's orders, otherwise they would have scattered like birds and beasts.

Now that the commander said this, all the drivers' legs and hands no longer felt cramped. They immediately stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and a puff of thick smoke burst out from the exhaust pipe. Run away.

.......

After thousands of trials and tribulations, they finally returned to their foothold. After counting the number of people, my good guy, the five saints were all gone, and the team I brought out was even less than half.

Faced with such a huge loss, the commander didn't dare to hide it at all, and of course he couldn't hide it either. After the specific results were counted, he immediately contacted his superiors and reported the matter.

Of course, during the reporting process, the commander integrated all his life's learning into this report, trying his best to exonerate himself from the crime.

Reported layer by layer, and finally all the data was collected in the hands of the elders in charge of the Huaguo branch. Looking at the report, a tide of mutant creatures cost them nearly a hundred saints, and there were countless ordinary church members. There was a trance.

In an instant, his whole face turned red scary, and he waved his hands to drive the person who reported out of the office without saying a word. The moment the door closed, he opened his mouth, and a mouthful of old blood splashed half of the table.

After spitting out the old blood, the elder said that he had a bad heart, rolled his eyes and passed out directly.

With a plop, the person slipped and fell to the ground.

After an unknown amount of time, the elder woke up slowly.

At this time, half of his body was already in disarray, and he failed to get up from the ground after trying several times. Finally, his eyes turned red and tears fell instantly.

"The heavens are not fair...the heavens are not fair..."

When he received the top, middle and bottom three strategies from the head teacher, and he had witnessed the inhuman performance of the saints with his own eyes, he was in an extremely excited stage during this period.

In his opinion, with the participation of countless non-human saints, the plan to swallow the sky is not nonsense at all.

When he succeeds, as the apostle who is in charge of all the affairs of the Huaguo sub-teaching, by virtue of the size of Huaguo, his status will definitely rise rapidly.

Surpassing those branch elders who have completely controlled a small country, becoming the existence second only to the leader, including the master of the armed forces such as judges and guardian knights, the status is three points lower than him.

Even in the dead of night, when he was lying on the bed, he fantasized that after he took control of Huaguo, he might not be able to sit in the position above the tens of millions of people by borrowing Huaguo's background at that time.

But now...

A sudden tide of mutated creatures mercilessly shattered all his fantasies and dreams.

God's will is high and difficult to ask, human feelings are old and easy to be sad...

After a while, he finally felt that the numb half of his body regained some consciousness. He stood up staggeringly, hesitated for a long time, and finally chose to pick up the satellite phone on the table and report the matter to the head teacher.

And the head teacher here...

The leader who had already smashed no fewer than five phones smashed the brand new phone on the wall again after receiving the news from the Huaguo branch.

boom!

The whole phone was smashed to pieces immediately, and the parts that were blown apart quickly merged into a pile of parts on the ground.

It can only be said that the mood of the leader of the Apostolic Sect at this time is even worse than the sadness of the elders of the Huaguo Fen Sect.

After smashing the phone, he stared at Dongfang, and he didn't know where his thoughts drifted.

"Why is the fate of Huaguo so prosperous..."

After a while, the leader blurted out a sentence.

After saying this, the originally dazed eyes suddenly became sharp again.

"My fate is up to me, I don't believe that Hua Guo can always have such good luck..."

He stood up and walked out of the room quickly, and asked people to call the elders in charge. After a discussion, everyone didn't want to give up the current good situation, so the meeting decided to send another 200 saints, and a group of people from the Chief Judgment Legion to support Hua country.

After ordering the soldiers and horses, the leader of the Apostle Cult passionately held the swearing-in meeting, and took advantage of the cover of night to go directly to the Hua Kingdom battlefield.

Audaciously and vigorously, across the Yalu River...

As a result, no matter whether it was air transport or ground troops, not long after they left, the ground shook. Countless mischievous mutated creatures poured out from the cracks, announcing in a high-profile way: "It's party time, everyone get angry."

.....

Apostolic Church Headquarters!

After the swearing-in meeting, the leader felt that he had learned a lot this time. After returning to the room, he ordered three saintesses to be summoned to explain the sect's teachings to them and let them listen closely to the lingering voice of God.

After some operations like a tiger, the prelude was finally over, and just as he was entering the main topic, there was a hasty knock on the door.

dong dong dong...

He didn't want to pay attention to it at first, but the tapping rhythm seemed to have a sense of surrender, which made his little brother bow his head unconsciously.

With a black face, he pulled a nightgown over his body and opened the door. Before he could reprimand, the visitor said hastily:

"Master, the expeditionary force we sent encountered mutant creatures..."

"what?"

If he was not still holding on to the doorknob at this time, he might have fallen to the ground.

"Quick... immediately organize personnel to rescue our expeditionary force."

When he came back to his senses, the leader pushed away the people blocking the door, and strode outside.

As for the three saintesses in the room who were about to be bathed in divine light...

The moment the little brother heard that the expeditionary army was attacked, he had already used the method of shrinking, and he shrank directly to the end.

After a busy night, when it was dawn, the mutated creature announced to go home to rest, and the newly formed expeditionary force had already been branded cool.

Nearly [-] expeditionary troops passed overnight, and none of them returned.

The Saints lost triple digits again.

Seeing this result, the leader couldn't hold back for a while, and sprayed a mouthful of old blood three feet high, wanting to compare with the sky, but it was only three feet high, not as tall as the sky's waist...

Chapter 569

Whether it is arranging troops or marching to fight, it takes time to arrange.

But....

The mutated creature gave it half a day.

What is half a day enough for?

We can only use planes to transport troops little by little, and then deploy them little by little.

With these recoil times, the originally good situation was quickly equalized.

Apostles teach...

In the days that followed, whether it was the sub-teacher or the head-teacher, down to the congregation and up to the head-teacher, the depression in their hearts that had nowhere to vent made them extremely uncomfortable.

Originally, I thought that if I endured him for a while, I would be able to live happily ever after.

If so, they said they could accept it.

Although the process is tortuous, but the old saying in Huaguo is good, when the heavens will send a great mission to the people, they must first suffer their minds, starve their bodies, and empty their bodies...