Sui didn't like fighting. Really, this must be emphasized.
If he could, he actually preferred to live a stable life, basking in the sun, telling jokes, and fooling around with his believers. Just like a person who had no worries about food and clothing and had no ideals and pursuits, he would dawdle and spend his whole life in a muddle … Oh, his "whole life" might be longer, but it didn't matter. Anyway, it was like this.
Although he was a time traveler and had wonderful and powerful abilities, he really never thought about fighting with the world, never thought about punching the South Mountain and kicking the North Sea, and never thought about shocking the world and being invincible. If it weren't for the needs of his believers and friends, he wouldn't even bother to establish a church, let alone a holy land.
To be honest, he was actually a person who was not suitable to be a "protagonist", because he lacked the idea of "change" and was extremely comfortable with the situation.
After all, he wasn't a hero with lofty ambitions. He was just an ordinary citizen who always had his sights set on his own land.
However, even if he didn't make trouble, trouble would come to him.
For example, this time, it could be said that "sitting at home behind closed doors, disaster came from the sky". First, the Shadow Devil, the crazy stupid bird, attacked, destroyed the temporary village of his believers, killed a large number of believers, and even killed Satan, one of the first few core members who followed him, who had made great contributions in the construction of the church, was killed.
When he finally defeated the psychopath, before he had time to chase him to the Shadow World and take back the souls of Satan and other believers, the Goddess of Ocean went crazy again and wanted to take him to the Holy Kingdom. He didn't know whether she would kill him or cut him into pieces.
Nonsense! This crazy woman thought she was the Empress Dowager of the West! Even if she was willing to be the Empress Dowager, Brother Xiong was not interested in pretending to be Xiao Anzi or Xiao Li!
With a roar, the fist of the giant jellyfish met the fist of the giant water element. The power was infinite against the power.
The bottom of the sea was unlucky. The violent torrent almost swept away everything that could be swept away. The sand on the bottom of the sea was swept away and flowed everywhere, turning a large area of the sea into a black and yellow turbid current. In the turbid current, four huge figures were facing each other, murderous.
"Brother Heimsarah, this time we are going to fight side by side!"
"I will kill Timsar and then support you."
"Alright!"
On the other side, the Goddess of Ocean also had some tactical considerations. She ordered Timsar to entangle Heimsarah, and when she killed the big jellyfish, she would help her kill Heimsarah.
Thus, the battle turned into two pairs fighting separately. Heimsarah fought against Timsar, and Sui Xiong fought against the incarnation of the Ocean Goddess.
There were no fancy tricks or probing moves in this battle. Both sides directly used their full strength. The four giant creatures were entangled with each other. The raging tides and strong winds collided with the shadows and undercurrents, and the huge jellyfish wrestled with the huge water element.
In the dark and turbid waters, it was impossible to see the battle between the two sides clearly. One could only see the turbid surface of the sea that seemed to be boiling. The black and yellow turbid currents were constantly spreading, and from time to time, a violent explosion would erupt from the bottom of the sea, causing the seawater to explode into mountain-like waves.
At the same time, the originally gloomy sky was now completely shrouded by dark clouds. It was as dark as night. Strong winds mixed with moisture swept across the sea and land, making the grass and trees rustle and tremble, making people and animals stand unsteadily, and making all intelligent creatures uneasy.
On the other side, the battle gradually reached its climax.
The Goddess of Marsh possessed Sean's body. With this body, which had been tampered with countless times and could fully exert its power, she fought smoothly. Poisonous mist demonic vines and all kinds of horrible monsters emerged one after another from her divine power. She gave full play to her ability.
On the other side, although the Goddess of Harvest was angry, she also sent a lot of divine power. But the body of Joseph was not very suitable for God's Arrival, after all. In a short time, he could rely on the channel formed by devout faith to send divine power continuously. Not only could he fight with the Goddess of Marsh, but he could even gain some advantages. In addition to Heli, who had forcibly transformed into a divine creature, as well as the survivors of various organizations, they launched a fierce attack. Not only did the Marsh Goddess retreat, but even her oracle, the huge mucus monster, was also killed.
But behind this brilliant achievement, the power that the Goddess of Marsh could use was overdrawn. After this wave of storm-like fierce attacks, Heli's soul gradually burst out, and Joseph's body gradually collapsed. On the contrary, the Goddess of Marsh, after surviving that difficult period, somehow her power increased a lot. Under this situation, the Goddess of Harvest gradually could not stand it anymore.
People in the fierce battle did not know that just now, in Sean's residence, the Church of the Goddess of Marsh, who had already completely controlled this place, held a cruel blood sacrifice. Sean's wife and two children all became sacrifices, plus a group of carefully selected branches of the Riley family that had been prepared in advance. Blood flowed like a river, and cries and howls echoed in the house. It was like hell.
As an evil god, the Goddess of Marsh gave full play to her advantage of "sacrifice". As for harming the heavens and reason, to these evil gods, he was the heavens and the reason! Believers sacrificed for her, and mortals sacrificed for her. Wasn't it reasonable?
On the other hand, the Goddess of Harvest did not give full play to her advantage of "influence". According to this situation, a large number of believers should gather together to pray and provide emergency assistance to the gods. But as soon as the Goddess of Marsh took action, it was a ferocious massacre. Almost all the devout believers were killed. Even so, she was still not satisfied. She used the plan that she had agreed with the Goddess of Ocean in advance. She let the nearby sea tribes gather urgently and launched an invasion on Gars City, forcing the residents to abandon the city and flee.
Did the fleeing people have time to gather together to pray? Of course not.
So the Goddess of Harvest could only rely on the continuous power from her own Holy Kingdom to support the battle here. However, although her power was strong, the channel used to transmit power was not strong enough, and it was gradually collapsing.
In this case, people with discerning eyes knew that the defeat of the Goddess of Harvest was almost irreversible.
But except for the group of people in the square, no one paid attention to the battle between the two gods at all. Everyone's attention had been attracted by the cruel battle that was breaking out in the port.
Different from the last tentative attack, this time the sea tribes were serious. Countless murlocs rushed forward one after another, stepping on the corpses of their own kind. By slaughtering a large number of murlocs in the rear as sacrifices, the murloc priests displayed the Collective Rage Spell. Every murloc in the front line had a strange red light in their eyes, and even in the face of swords, they were not afraid. They even rushed forward desperately, and when their bodies were penetrated by weapons, they held them tightly, giving their companions a chance to attack.
In the face of such an attack, the Garth Coast Defense Force and adventurers were suddenly under great pressure, and there were heavy casualties. If it were not for Ray's bravery, with one person and one sword whistling, rolling up a bloody storm, and forcibly resisting the violent offensive of the murlocs with his personal bravery, perhaps the whole front line would have already collapsed.
But even so, their situation was already precarious. From time to time, someone was knocked down by the murlocs, and then a group of murlocs rushed up from all directions, with weapons, claws, and even teeth. After a short scream, there was only a bloody corpse left.
The temporary commander of the Garth Coast Defense Force, the old sergeant whose hair had already turned half white, was knocked down by a group of murlocs and could no longer stand up.
"Go away!" Ray roared, and the long sword seemed to be burning, bursting out a blazing white light. This was the embodiment of the fighting spirit, which could only be displayed by the strong who had stepped into the legendary realm.
In the fierce battle, unconsciously, he had taken another small step forward, almost completely crossing the threshold and stepping into the realm he had always dreamed of.
But he did not notice at all that at this moment, his spirit had been completely focused on the fierce battle, and his mind was full of killing, and he did not consider anything else.
Murlocs? Kill!
Murlocs Warriors? Kill!
Murlocs Priests? Kill!
Murlocs Chief? Kill!
Murlocs … Uh, this was not a murlocs, but a siren who used magic to transform into a murlocs.
Kill all the same!
The sword light flashed, and the fighting spirit was burning. He ran on the battlefield like a God of War, and there was no enemy in front of him.
Not to mention all kinds of murlocs, even those strong merfolk who disguised as murlocs were equally vulnerable in front of him.
Gradually, his whole body seemed to be burning, and the light continued to condense on his body, and there was a strange breeze blowing on this bloody battlefield, rushing towards him from all directions.
"Dang!" A bell rang, echoing in the ancient temple.
This was the temple worshiped by the royal family of an ancient country with the longest history located in the center of the continent.
Ever since that bloody night 15 years ago, the once lively Temple had become deserted. With the desertion of these years, the already old officiant had become even older, and in recent years, he had shown signs of senility, and it seemed that he did not have much time left.
He had been sitting quietly in the hall, silently chanting scriptures and praying to the gods he believed in. At this moment, when he heard the bell, his dizzy eyes suddenly flashed a glimmer of light, and he stood up.
Turning his head to look, he saw that an ancient bell hanging on the side wall was ringing without any wind, and there was a strange pattern gradually emerging on it.
In fact, it was not a pattern, but a language that only the priests understood. It was the language of the ancient civilization that had long passed away, left by their gods, and symbolized the glory of the great kingdom in the past.
"Leon …" The old priest read the word hesitantly, trying to remember which strong person this name belonged to in the current royal family.
After a while, he shook his head, a little confused.
Because of that massacre, the descendants of Eagle had been declining in recent years, and there were not many strong people who could be sent out. To be able to touch that line, to be about to cross the limit of mortals, there was no such name.
Perhaps … it was not those who were active in recent years, but some reclusive seniors?
He began to think again.
Suddenly, his body shook violently, and his eyes widened in surprise, revealing a look of disbelief.
When he ran, his pace was amazingly fast, and he did not look old at all.
After a while, he came to the Ancient Book Room, activated a magic array, and entered a secret room.
That was the real top-secret place in this temple, and only the past officiants could learn about it from the gods in their prayers. Every generation of officiants had to keep this secret until they died, and they could not even tell anyone about it.
Inside the secret room was a gloomy void. Tiny lights floated in the air, like specks of starlight, surrounding him.
This place used to be full of sparks, like a sky full of stars, but now there were only a few lights. Even the old man, whose eyes were blurred from old age, could clearly count the number at a glance.
But he did not pay attention to the lights in front of him, but looked at the corner.
In a dark corner, a small lamp was quietly emitting light.
Nervously, the old man reached out and touched the lamp with his magic.
The light became bigger, and a proud, upright, and energetic face was reflected.
"It really is you!"
The old man smiled silently, his face full of relief.
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