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Human beings who are frightened can finally sleep soundly and soundly. They don't have to worry about murloc soldiers holding harpoons suddenly appearing in their homes. The protection of the gods is so reassuring.

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"Strange, where did those stinky murlocs go?"

The soldier with an AK47 on his back and a hatchet pinned to his waist asked suspiciously.

"Quiet, we can always find our prey, we must offer the glory of victory as a sacrifice to Him who gave us the artifact!"

The captain scolded.

Just at this moment, a breeze blew past, bringing with it a salty sea smell... This was the smell that those murlocs couldn't wash off.

"Here we come, ready to fight."

The captain shouted with a serious expression, this was their first battle after they obtained the artifact bestowed by the gods, if they failed, he would never be able to forgive himself for the rest of his life.

If he failed, not only would he lose his life, but it would also bring shame to Him who came to this world to save him.

The murlocs with weapons appeared densely around like ants, forming an airtight encirclement.

Neither of the two sides spoke. On the one hand, there was a language barrier, and on the other hand... the two races were already mortal enemies in order to compete for the territory of survival, and there was no possibility of reconciliation.

One side dies completely, the winner takes everything, that's the end result.

Although surrounded by enemy forces several times larger than their own, none of the human soldiers were afraid, and it was time to fight back.

"Kill them all! Offer their corpses as sacrifices to the great Father God!"

The priest of the deep diver raised the coral in his hand high, and a grin flashed across his face.

More than 2000 murloc soldiers rushed towards the humans in unison, and the roar of battle resounded throughout the battlefield.

"kill!"

As the captain roared with endless resentment, a hundred AK47s spewed out tongues of fire.

The deep diver soldiers rushing towards the humans fell down one after another like harvesting wheat.

The weapons in the hands of this group of humans ruthlessly took their lives as if they could release thunder.

After a round of strafing, the entire battlefield was covered with corpses of deep diver soldiers, and they were torn apart by the scorching bullets before they even rushed to the humans.

"Withdraw! Quickly withdraw!! That god is crazy, and actually gave such a terrible artifact to humans!!! Crazy, crazy, crazy!"

The priest of the deep diver took the lead in running away, but he saw with his own eyes the tragic image of his fellow priest's head exploding like a bursting watermelon, and he didn't want to experience the feeling of his head exploding.

The deep diver soldiers who previously had a numerical advantage now followed the deep diver priests and fled towards the sea like prodigal dogs.

"Kill! Take off their fish heads and offer them to Him!!!"

The captain let out a frenzied roar, those murlocs were vulnerable to the artifact bestowed by the gods!

One hundred people chased the murloc soldiers for a full [-] kilometers, but finally they couldn't keep up physically, so they stopped.

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Moyin was in a very bad mood at this time.

While he was eating his beloved wife's bento made by 416, the white-bearded old man came over with a group of fanatical fighters carrying a sack of fish heads, and then put the bloody fish heads in front of him, screaming meaning unknown vocabulary.

Although Mo Yin could guess that this group of people was probably offering sacrifices to him?But which mentally retarded TM proposed to use his head as a sacrifice to himself.

Although he had heard stories about living sacrifices in some fairy tales before.

But if you think about it carefully, would the gods be really happy to receive such a blood thorn, which is inedible and ugly?

He would rather this group of people give him cooing pigeons, or some beauties.

Is it true that these aboriginal people are full of paste in their heads?

With a stinky face, Mo Yin asked Hiruko Hina to put the murloc's head in a sack and throw it out.

The strong fishy smell made the rice on hand unpalatable.

Seeing the Goddess of War put the sacrifices into sacks and throw them away, the high priest and the others realized that there was something wrong with the sacrifices they had chosen.

One by one, they prostrated themselves on the ground in fear, waiting for the god's punishment.

"Hey...."

Mo Yin let out a long sigh.

A group of men are lying in front of him, whether or not this will allow him to have a good meal.

"Why, you see they are upset, do you want me to chop off all their heads for you?"

Hiruko Kohina excitedly drew out the Japanese katana with two bangs and gestured.

Both the high priest and the soldier who offered the fish head as a sacrifice were very bitter in their hearts, cursing themselves for their stupidity.

They are all ready to accept God's punishment, who told themselves to do stupid things.

It must be their honor as mortals to die at the hands of that Goddess of War.

"Cut you big head ghost... Put away the knife. Although the things they gave are not very good, they are still my believers."

"I can't communicate, so I sent this kind of thing over, and it wasn't intentional."

"Stop thinking about their heads all day long. If you want to play, you can find some murlocs outside the royal city and chop them up. Just don't forget the way back."

"Tch, it's so boring. I'm sure I don't remember the way. In the past, it was my father who decided where to go. I just follow him. I don't want to do troublesome things like remembering the way."

After Hiruko Hina finished his willful words, he retracted the Japanese katana into the scabbard with two clangs.

The high priest boldly raised his head and glanced at Mo Yin, Mo Yin waved his hand, the high priest was overjoyed, and immediately greeted the soldiers to leave the temple.

"He forgave our rudeness this time, and we must not use this dirty sacrifice to blaspheme Him again next time!"

As soon as he left the temple, the high priest severely reprimanded the soldiers who left the city yesterday.

Originally, he did not recommend using such bloody things to sacrifice to Moyin, but these soldiers agreed that it is best to use the enemy's head to sacrifice to the gods, so he took these soldiers to see him.

Sure enough, He didn't like this kind of sacrifice, and they almost lost their lives.

After being reprimanded by the high priest, the soldiers left the temple with their heads down.

The high priest is a bit of a headache, he doesn't like gold, silver and jewelry, and he doesn't like the glory of battle...

Now, he can only hope that he will like women with outstanding looks.

He has so many goddesses of war by his side, so if he doesn't like beautiful women, it's hard to justify him, right?

The safety of the royal city has basically come to an end, and it is time to offer him a sacrifice that satisfies him.

The high priest began to arrange for the sacrificial hall to recruit women with outstanding looks to serve the gods.

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As soon as the news came out, all the women in the royal city were excited, and all of them went home and tried their best to dress themselves up.

This is a great opportunity to step up to the sky!Not to be missed!

As a result, the sacrificial hall was surrounded by women that night, ranging from sixty-year-old women to eight-year-old girls.

Among other things, Moyin has such outstanding looks, not to mention being a supreme god, even a woman hopes that she will be lucky enough to be selected.

Seeing that even sixty-seventy-year-old women and married women have come to sign up, the high priest's beard is crooked, who are these people!

The high priest immediately swung his hand and marked off all those over thirty.

And he originally wanted to cross out those little girls who were under ten years old, but was pulled by another priest beside him.

It was only then that he remembered that there were three young war goddesses by his side, maybe he would be good at this, so he agreed that these little girls also joined the queue.

However, when the Sacrifice Hall found out that there were men disguised as women who wanted to get in, the High Priest completely collapsed. He seemed to have underestimated the charm of Silent Silver.

Fortunately, I asked the priests in the sacrificial hall to investigate carefully, otherwise, if this person was sent in, the entire royal city would probably be angered by the gods.

Once again the High Priest realized that a man who is crazy can do anything.

There is nothing to say, this brave man dressed as a woman was dragged out and beaten to death by the soldiers who enshrined the enemy's head in the morning.

In one word, worry.

Now he only hoped that he would be interested in these girls, otherwise he really wouldn't be able to find any good sacrifices.

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The deep diver priest holding the coral fled back into the ocean as if running for his life.

Fortunately, those humans who obtained the artifact did not get the ability to go into the sea by the way, otherwise...whether I can escape alive today is a problem.

After a simple count, the deep diver priest found that out of the 500 murloc soldiers he brought out this time, there were only [-] left with him... Such a battle situation was really tragic.

But there is no way, the human gods are so generous to give their artifacts to those humble humans, this is really too enviable and jealous.

You must know that their great father god also endowed a small number of them with the energy to control water, and the sum of millions of deep divers who can control water is only a few hundred priests.

It's not like the human beings we encountered today, each with a divine weapon... That kind of powerful divine weapon, the soldiers will disappear before they get close to the people.That thing is definitely much easier to use than the coral staff used to cast spells in my hand.

It even imagined for a moment that if that god was the god of the deep divers... No, no, this is disrespect to God the Father.

The deep diver priest holding the coral suppressed this thought deeply in his heart.

"You??? What happened? How is the battle going?"

The priest of the rune stone deep diver looked at the embarrassment of the priest of the coral deep diver and had a bad premonition in his heart.

This doesn't look like the face of returning from a victorious battle at all, but that's a ratio of twenty to one troops! ! ! !How can you lose? ? ?

"I tried my best, but those humans held the artifact that killed the hook lock priest. Before we rushed to them, the sound of thunder sounded, and our heroic soldiers died under the power of the artifact. It fell down with a crash."

"After judging that it was impossible to successfully kill those humans, I took the remaining soldiers and sent back this important information."

The priest of the Coral Deep Diver replied with a sad face, without mentioning how embarrassed he was when he fled.

"Hey... Thank you for your hard work. Let's go back and gather other members of the sacrificial society to discuss the future policy together. Human gods are so rich. I didn't expect that."

The priest of the rune stone deep diver sighed, the balance of war was becoming more and more unfavorable to them.

If you let them know that the artifacts in their mouths are just basic weapons for Moyin, and the truly high-power weapons such as naval guns and missiles have not been used yet, I am afraid they will jump directly into the cracks in the space to pray to God the Father Another hunting ground.

The three deep diver priests manipulated their own magic tools at the same time, and conveyed a special ripple through the water.

This is a special ripple that can only be resolved by the priest of the deep diver, and it is usually used for communication.

But this time, the content was to call the priests who led the deep diver army to hunt for the Father God outside to hold a large-scale battle meeting.

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dusk.

Mo Xuan sat at the bar of the caravan, thinking about how to solve the problem of language barrier.

HK416 put a glass of iced Sprite in front of Moyin, and then quietly sat beside Moyin to accompany Moyin.

Xiao Chicheng, Xiao Nieto and No. 78 are sitting in the computer area playing LAN online games.

There was a click, and then Xiao Chicheng ran to Mo Yin with the keyboard that had been hammered into two pieces.

"Sir! My keyboard is broken, give me a new one!"

"My little ancestor, are you playing games or eating keyboards... You have smashed seven keyboards in the past three hours."

Moyin stared at the scrapped keyboard in Xiao Chicheng's hands speechlessly.

"Then you give me the whole durable one! This kind of thing will break if you press it lightly!"

Little Akagi looked unhappy.

"With your strength, even if I get you a steel plate, you will smash it with a fist... Where can I find a durable keyboard for you?"

"Hurry up, they are all waiting for me, hurry up!"

Little Akagi urged, pouted.

"Okay, okay...you play games to control your emotions a little bit."

Moyin exchanged a keyboard from the system mall and gave it to Xiao Chicheng, who immediately ran to the computer area in a hurry.

"Hey, this kid, why can't he be as reserved as me, games are not as fun as Commander."

Huang Hen, who was sitting on the other side of Moyin, spoke in a vain manner.