MTL - Cthulhu Gonfalon-Chapter 10

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Then the battle once again fell into the process of repeated cycles: the loggers - the bald head with a little elite - the loggers, so cycled, like a meat grinder, the smashing of the smashing smashing.

However, the loss of the wooden fence defense, relying on manpower to withstand the constant flow of the army, after all, is not a proper choice.

As the battle continued, there were constant lumberjacks who began to get hurt. Because of the impact of the injury, their physical strength plummeted. There are fewer and fewer loggers who can continue fighting, and the rest time of the bald head is getting shorter and shorter. Later, he has to fight on the front line and rely on his personal courage to keep the battle line from collapse.

This bald head is indeed a tough guy. As the battle continues, the wounds on his body continue to increase, gradually becoming bloody. But he clenched his teeth, not only did not retreat, even a little weak color did not show up, and struggled hard.

But only courage is not enough. Looking at the increasing wounds on his body and watching his slow-moving movements, he knows that he will not last long.

Seeing that the bald head could not hold on, Xiongxiong nodded secretly and jumped out from the depths of the woods.

Maybe there is any other means in this village, but Xiong Xiong can't watch a hero who is fighting for others to fight blood, but he is standing by.

The huge body slammed the wind, the huge tentacles waved, broken the tree, and overturned the ground. It was like a tornado crossing, and traced the horror on the earth, pushing the male to move forward quickly, and then crossed the distance of almost ten miles. Rushed to the open space in front of the village.

"De Masia!"

The giant jellyfish screamed at the game lines in a language that no one in the world could understand, picked up the tentacles, and slammed them into a group that rushed toward the gates of the village.

boom!

At least hundreds of crickets were crushed by this hit, and even the ground was smashed into deep depressions. The monster's majestic power was evident in this hit.

For this group of guys with only bones left, the giant jellyfish is really too strong.

"Spoken mouth! You see this group of waste wood! I am a strong, super strong, irresistible absolute powerful tooth!"

Yan Xiong laughed and waved his tentacles and even hit the belt, and they were defeated. Although he actually only played a small part of his strength, the power of this level is enough to sweep the army.

The villagers who had been struggling had been stunned, and they never thought that things would turn to the point.

Jumping out of the grass, a Galen, the game veteran has experience, but from the sky and a big dragon, who can think of such a nonsense thing?

Fortunately, Xiong Xiong has transformed this body quite moderately. Apart from the big head, there is nothing particularly fierce and evil. The thick outer skin and plain color have no pattern or deformity on the body. It is nothing but a thick chunk. The skin tentacles are gone. In comparison, those cockroaches are actually more horrible.

It's like an elephant and a hyena. Although the elephant's head is much larger than the hyena, the combat power can kill the dog. However, in appearance, the elephant is more amiable than the hyena.

Especially when this elephant is still protecting you from being hurt by the hyena.

Looking at the squadron sweeping thousands of troops, a strip of tentacles waved on all sides, playing all over the bones and flying, many villagers cheered.

However, behind the crowd, the majestic soul could not penetrate into the stone house, but the pair of old eyes not only did not have a little joy, but instead angered.

"It's a ghost! It's a legendary creature!" The main sacrifice of the White Leaf Village Vigil is staring at the monster that is killing the Quartet in the group, so angry that he has a beard.

He spent a lot of time and energy, spent a lot of resources, arranged several backhands, and prepared to greatly enhance the level of belief in his own village in the village during the siege of this year's ashes, and develop some mad believers. By the way, the one who is always encouraging the villagers to be self-reliant and self-reliant to his missionary work is to be killed.

Everything went smoothly. I saw that as long as I stepped down the work, the bald head would soon be finished. When I started the card and made my debut as a savior, the villagers must bow down and bow down. Oh, no, they have already fallen. Worship, just to be not sincere enough, let them worship sincerely and, like themselves, give everything to their majesty, so that the great Majesty can get more faith and be able to practice his own life value. After a short period of life, head to the kneeling country of God...

He prepared everything well, step by step, and mastered it.

However, this **** monster ruined everything!

hateful! This huge body and powerful power should be a violent legendary monster. It should be a magical object that makes people squander and let people fear and tremble, but how can it protect humans!

The main sacrifice of the black robe is very old. When he was young, he was an adventurer. He walked south and north on the mainland, spreading the power of his gods, and gathering wealth and power. He has also seen those huge monsters, they have the power of desperation, using the power to make a fuss, and arrogant.

But now, he saw a monster outside of imagination.

Strong, but not fierce, but very friendly.

More than once, he saw that the monster deliberately avoided harming the villagers in the battle, and sometimes even ate a few losses, and was attacked by the shackles, and he managed to protect the villagers.

There is no doubt that this is a monster in a good camp. Perhaps it is not a human thing, but a world full of glory and warmth.

Celestial creatures? Heavenly jellyfish? Haven't heard of it...

A little doubt, more is anger. For the old Lord's sacrifice that has experienced many storms and failures, planning a bubble is actually not a big deal. If you look at success, you will endure failure and be more disappointed with the future.

Since the big guy is so friendly to humans, he is likely to stay in this area and become a character like the patron. With its guardianship, the nearby villages no longer need to rely on divine power to survive the crisis. This may not be a big problem for the Good God Church, which is good at treatment, but it is a disaster for the evil churches that are maintained by fear and threats!

Not to mention that good and evil have been deadly enemies since ancient times. This kind of good monsters must fight even the less evil evil spirits. Is it true that the evil Lord of the Lord, which is so bad to the heart and lungs, will be merciful?

I am afraid that it will sweep the army of the squadron, and the day will lighten the holy house under your majesty...

The chest of the old Lord's sacrifice is as violent as the blacksmith's bellows. The anger is like burning the wind and the fire is burning, making him almost mad.

Never tolerate!

Fear and anger made him rush to walk around, and he also worried the girls around him who were supporting the sacrifices. Fortunately, he soon woke up and recovered calm.

Anger can't solve the problem, but it will bring more problems. He needs to calm down now, and things are not completely desperate.

At this time, the power of mortals is useless. Only pray to the great gods and pray for the wisdom of God.

"The loyal night watcher, the sleepless person who guards the sacred door, your servant prays here, the wisdom of the servant is not enough to deal with the situation at hand, and pray that you will guide the servant how to do it with great wisdom and guidance!"

At first his prayers did not get a response, but it didn't take long for the little gods to shine. The light is pure black, but inexplicably has a sense of glare, more warm and cold, and it is very strange.

Accompanied by this strange light, there is also an inexplicable will. This will touched the old lord's sacrifice, and disappeared immediately. It disappeared with the strange light, as if it had never appeared before.

"Strange! Is it my illusion?" When the light appeared, Yan Xiong felt that the breath that made him hate suddenly increased, and he looked subconsciously at the stone house, but did not see anything special, when he planned to be careful When I saw it, the breath had disappeared, and everything went as usual, which made him wonder whether he had just had an illusion.

However, this thought is just a fleeting one. It is not an easy task to properly protect the villagers while coping with the army. At this moment, he suppressed most of his power, and it was even more difficult. There was really no room for distraction.

Anyway, the Japanese leader, some time is slowly communicating, he is not in a hurry.

But he is not in a hurry, but his enemies are very anxious.

In the stone house, in front of the gods, the old priest who closed his eyes and prayed opened his eyes, and there was no more worry or anxiety in his eyes. Instead, he showed ecstasy.

"Great! The time to go to the kingdom of my country is finally here! The most glorious moment of my life has finally arrived!"

He laughed and opened the box of his collection of treasures and took out a wooden stick.

There are many stains on the black wooden stick. Look carefully at the traces left after the blood has dried up. The **** air in the air proves this. The section of the stick is extremely sharp and there are two blood troughs. Once it penetrates into the body of the prey, the blood will spurt out along the blood trough, and the special patterns on the stick will be dyed. And those "patterns" can turn blood into magic, and quickly build a miniature sacrificial ritual, turning the victim into a sacrifice to the evil god.

Many years ago, when the old priest was a young priest, it cost a lot of money. I asked an equally evil magician to make this stick. He named it "the sacrifice" and completed it with it. Many times the sacrifices used these sacrifices to please the gods more than once.

The reason why he was able to become a main sacred sacred priest with an unqualified qualification was that this wooden stick was indispensable.

Today, he has to use this stick.

This time, he will offer the best sacrifices!