His voice was cold and merciless, as if the death before his eyes was the most insignificant thing.
Even if …
The number of deaths had exceeded the common people's imagination.
"Yes."
The messenger, who was completely covered in black armor, obeyed the order and left.
The rest of the soldiers stood beside the young man solemnly. Each of them had a powerful presence, not inferior to the temple Knight.
No!
They had to be stronger!
At least among the temple Knight, there weren't many who could wear a full set of heavy armor, carry a two-handed greatsword on their back and run as fast as a galloping horse.
It was the perfect combination of strength, stamina, and speed that could only be achieved.
Of course, what caught people's attention the most was the hatred contained in their auras.
They were like malicious ghosts.
Like evil spirits.
It sent chills down one's spine. However, compared to the young man in luxurious clothes, their presence paled in comparison.
The hatred that almost materialized distorted the young man's elegant temperament.
All that was left was coldness and ferociousness.
And a little bit of brutality.
He wanted to 'repay' everything that he had been through to those people.
Or else …
How could he accept that?
The young man raised his right hand and waved it lightly.
Instantly, the soldiers who had been waiting for a long time launched their charge.
Unlike those monsters that seemed powerful but had obvious weaknesses.
The soldier before them was the trump card of this group.
Compared to the monsters, their strength wasn't inferior, plus the fact that they were far more obedient and fearless of death, it made them even scarier.
Dang!
The black two-handed greatsword slashed the big shield fiercely.
The tremendous force gushed into the shield endlessly, causing the shield-bearer to tremble. However, he clenched his teeth and refused to retreat.
His comrade beside the shield-bearer stabbed his spear through the gap of the shield and accurately plunged it into the gap of the black soldier's armor.
But …
Ding!
After a metal clashing sound, the spear didn't pierce the black soldier's body, instead, the black soldier grabbed the spear with a backhand.
Then, he pulled the spear with force.
Bang!
The soldier with the spear crashed into the shield of his comrade. Apparently, the soldier with the shield didn't expect this to happen. He was trying his best to resist the Black Greatsword pressing on the shield. However, what was worse was that the Black Greatsword that had been pressing on the shield was lifted up at this moment. Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
In an instant, the soldiers with shields and spears rolled out like gourds on the ground.
An opening appeared in the impenetrable formation!
No one would have thought that before the temporary defense of the temple team, this square formation of soldiers that had resisted the monsters for a long time would have an opening the moment they collided with this black team.
Soon, more and more holes appeared on the wall.
The black soldier ignored the two soldiers who had rolled to its feet. Before the phalanx closed up again, it had already charged forward.
Sou sou sou!
Arrows shot out from the gaps in the phalanx formation, each one hitting its body. More than a dozen arrows caused its charge to stop.
But there was more than one black soldier.
When the archers in the phalanx formation were attracted by the black soldier …
More and more black soldiers crashed into the phalanx formation.
They used the same method as before to easily tear a hole in the phalanx formation.
Some used brute force to break through the phalanx formation.
Disregarding everything else, he charged forward and slammed into the shield.
Dang Dang! Compared to techniques, brute force was more frightening.
The whole phalanx formation was on the verge of collapse.
The entire phalanx was on the verge of collapse.
Right away, the temple Knight, who had circled around to the right side of the battlefield, raised their spears. They were ready to charge forward and take out the black, strange soldiers to reduce the pressure on the phalanx formation.
Immediately, the temple knights who had circled to the right side of the battlefield raised their spears. They were prepared to use a charge to finish off the black, weird soldiers and reduce the pressure on the phalanx.
However, before they could charge forward, a watermelon-sized bump appeared on the ground.
Suddenly, a watermelon-sized bulge appeared on the ground beneath the warhorse.
Bang Bang Bang!
Bang Bang Bang!
Wung Wung Wung Wung!
The leader of the Knight reminded loudly. However, before he could finish his words, the protrusions exploded one by one. Countless flies flew out from within and instantly enveloped the Knight.
In just a breath's time, the warhorse and the Knight who were enveloped were sucked dry and turned into dried corpses.
"Scatter! Fire oil attack! "
The Knight leader shouted again.
The Knight took out bottles of kerosene from the saddle, lit them, and threw them at the flying flies.
Boom! Boom!
Again and again, the explosions continued.
The fly was quickly burnt to a crisp.
The crisis was quickly resolved.
But it was only the cavalry team that was relieved. The square formation was already in danger.
The original phalanx had been split into two, and each side was surrounded and attacked by the black soldiers who outnumbered them.
Anyone could see that the square formation was about to be breached.
"Sigh."
After a heavy sigh, the Harvest Temple archpriest, who only had one arm left, stood up.
He glanced over the civilians behind him and then at the soldiers and Knight who were drenched in blood. He then slowly walked out of the defensive line.
When he left the defensive line, he had a bunch of golden wheat in his hand.
The full, shining wheat danced in the air like dandelions.
The wheat landed on the soldiers and Knight. The exhaustion and injuries from the long battle were swept away, each and every one of them was rejuvenated.
When they landed on the bodies of the soldiers and monsters, an incomparably heavy force immediately pressed down on them like a mountain.
Gak Tsk, Gak Tsk Tsk!
Bang Bang Bang!
The heavy force on their bodies made their bones groan, their muscles started to tear, and when it reached a certain limit, their organs started to rupture.
Some of them even had their entire bodies explode.
"Finally willing to make a move?"
The young man in luxurious clothes looked at the Harvest Temple archpriest and couldn't help but laugh coldly.
Likewise, the archpriest of Harvest Temple also sensed Kieran's gaze without holding back.
However, when the archpriest saw the young man in luxurious clothes, a sense of shock appeared in his eyes.
"Livezel?!
Why are you here?! "
While the Harvest Temple's High Priestess spoke in disbelief, she stopped in her tracks.
He wasn't a stranger to the young man in luxurious clothes.
In other words, every harvest celebration was completed with the help of the Music Temple, and the young man's flute and harp performance left a deep impression on him.
Especially the divine flute tune!
The young man was the first person who could perform it.
Without a doubt, he would be the future archpriest of Music Temple.
However, during the retreat, the young man vanished.
Everyone thought he had met with misfortune.
However, the scene before their eyes told the Harvest Temple's Archpriest that things weren't as simple as they thought.
But …
Was it important?
This was a battlefield!
A battlefield where one side would die or the other would die!
The Grand Priest of Harvest Temple took a deep breath and stepped forward again. He swung the golden ears of wheat in his hand towards Livezel's direction.
A tremendous gravitational force appeared!
It was the power of the earth!
"The life that you nurtured shall belong to you!"
The Grand Priest of the Harvest Temple sang loudly.
At that very moment, the gravitational force increased by more than one fold, and it had already surpassed the range of common 'gravity'.
The earth was selfless, it allowed crops to absorb nutrients from the soil, allowing them to grow and mature, bringing the joy of harvest.
The earth was merciless, each breath and tremble would take away countless lives.
Each life carried endless yearning, sorrow, and rage.
The weight of all of them was unbearable.
It was also unbearable.
It was the throbbing of the soul.
But …
Livezel didn't hold back his cold smile.
Even the expression on his face didn't change.
"Do you think this will work on me?
Or are you so arrogant that you think I am standing here to fight you?
I am waiting for you, that's right!
But you are just here along the way! "
Amidst his mocking words, Livezel pointed at the archpriest.
The black hateful aura materialized!
Like a javelin, it shot towards the Harvest Temple's High Priest.
The golden radiance emitted by the ears of wheat was like a piece of paper. The moment it came into contact with the black javelin, it immediately shattered.
The High Priestess of Harvest Temple widened her eyes.
He couldn't believe what he saw.
How was this possible?
How could a mortal defeat a divine power?
Doubts appeared in the archpriest's heart, but he wasn't slow at all. He moved in a flash and dodged the black javelin.
Then …
The golden wheat in his hand was swung down at the black javelin that grazed his body.
Further away, the mockery in Livezel's eyes grew heavier.
Amidst the mockery, there was a sense of anticipation.
Bang!
The golden wheat landed on the black javelin, and after a loud bang, the black javelin was shattered.
The archpriest couldn't help but heave a long breath.
"As expected, Lord God's power won't fail.
"Previously, it was only because of some coincidences."
It won't appear again after this … "
Before the thought of lying to himself faded away, the archpriest saw a dash of black appear on the golden wheat in his hand.
It was a faint, mist-like black.
It was like a plague, spreading rapidly.
Within a breath's time, half of the golden wheat was tainted by the black.
The face of the Grand Priest of the Harvest Temple changed dramatically. Subconsciously, he tried to inject his power into the golden wheat to defend against that black stain.
But before the High Priest of the Harvest Temple could do anything, the golden ear of wheat flew out of his hand and into the distance like a shooting star!
The golden wheat escaped?
No!
More precisely, the God of Harvest escaped!
As the sacred relic of the Harvest Temple, there were less than three people who could use the golden ears of wheat in the entire Harvest Temple, and there was only one person who could 'snatch' the sacred relic from the High Priest of the Harvest Temple: the God of Harvest.
The archpriest of Harvest Temple looked at the golden wheat that was disappearing further away. His face turned pale, his eyes dimmed, and his body wobbled a few times before he fell to the ground.
The Knight and the soldiers who were in high spirits a moment ago, ready to continue the battle, lost all their morale as if their spines were pulled out.
Soft sobbing sounds could be heard from within the fortifications.
This time, it wasn't the children anymore.
It was their mothers.
Even though the women were only panicking when they faced the monster, they never showed any negative emotions but now, they were crying.
They were abandoned by their God.
They were abandoned by the God they believed would be their shield and protect them.
Was there anything more pitiful in this world than wholeheartedly trusting an existence and then being betrayed by that existence?
None.
The moment the trust crumbled, one's life would be destroyed.
Livezel experienced the same thing before.
So, at this moment, he laughed out loud.
"Hahahahaha!
That's right! That's right!
That's how it is!
This is the pain and despair! "
The finely dressed young man was shaking with laughter, he was out of breath, as if he had seen the happiest scene in his life.
However, his words were getting colder.
It was like the cold wind from the far north.
It was chilling.
"What you have experienced now is only the beginning of what I have experienced!"
Don't worry!
"I will let you experience everything that I have experienced!"
Not a single one of you will be spared!
First … "
"I'll start with you!"
Livezel looked at the Harvest Temple's Archpriest and strode over.
The archpriest of Harvest Temple was sitting there blankly, as if he didn't feel anything. Even when he saw the faintly visible snake scales on Livezel's wrist, he wasn't moved at all.
When the God of Harvest escaped, the archpriest, who wasn't an idiot, already knew what was going on.
And now?
He was facing the cruel truth.
All he hoped was that everything would end soon.
Livezel placed his hand on the archpriest's head, and the faintly visible snake scales started to spread rapidly.
It started from the archpriest's wrist, all the way to his palm, and then …
It was the archpriest's scalp, forehead, eyes, and nose.
The snake scales were like wriggling worms, moving inwards bit by bit.
Bit by bit, they were devouring everything inside.
"Aaaaaargh!"
Uncontrollable agonizing screams came from the archpriest, who was like a zombie a moment ago.
It was also the reason why Livezel didn't go for the archpriest's mouth.
He wanted to hear the archpriest's agonizing screams.
Just like how he felt back then.
Only the agonizing screams of others could soothe the pain in his heart — the pain of pride, shame, and anger combined together, as if it was a whipping from his soul.
Each time he felt the pain, it would pierce his heart.
Each time he felt the pain, he couldn't bear to recall it.
It was as if there was a burning sensation that surged from his body all the time.
Fortunately, the blood-curdling screams in his ears caused the burning sensation to subside slightly.
Livezel closed his eyes.
He wanted to savor this moment to the fullest.
But …
The burning sensation appeared again the moment he closed his eyes, this time in a way more intense than any other time.
Instinctively, Livezel opened his eyes.
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