Chapter 139 The Lost One on the Yellow Springs Road

On the ground, the pagan knights whose limbs and necks were twisted off.

They stood up again under an unknown force, and even the broken limbs were repaired by twisted tentacles that came out of nowhere.

This strange feeling was like mending a doll.

Combined with the mourning music from afar, a breath of fear gradually spread among the warriors of various tribes.

Clicking sounds continued to appear from all around.

Some were the sounds of bones being reset.

And the rest... were the sounds of firearms being loaded.

The knights put down their knight guns and took out the huge muskets behind them.

Because of the in-depth penetration of the warriors of various tribes, they had successfully mixed up with the pagan knights.

After the fallen pagan knights revived, they were even more trapped.

Although they could not see in the dark, for the pagan knights at this moment.

As long as there was any sound of movement, the muskets in their hands would fire.

The muskets of the pagan knights were not the toys of the various orthodox sects.

After the large-caliber muskets with improved ammunition have the characteristics of extremely high temperature, the meat can be roasted directly the moment it hits the meat.

Once this weapon is used on warriors of various tribes.

After being hit, even if the God of Life comes in person, it can only be said that there is no way to save the situation.

After all, He is only the God of Life, and there is no way to turn a piece of cooked meat back to life.

"Wait, those ghosts are doing it on purpose?"

A lord suddenly said with an ugly face.

Because the next attack of the pagan knights does not distinguish between enemies and friends.

The same bullet, hitting the pagan knights, does not seem to hinder their resurrection.

On the contrary, it is because the firepower network is too dense.

The fear of warriors of various tribes who can see things has exploded.

Every time they pass in front of a gun muzzle, it seems that they have walked through the gates of hell.

Although not every time they are unlucky enough to be shot by invisible pagan knights.

But the feeling of passing through the gates of hell many times is not pleasant.

In addition, no method has been found to successfully kill the pagan knights until now.

All of a sudden, the war weariness of the warriors of all tribes in the forest began to soar.

After the war weariness soared from 50% to more than 80%, the war weariness gradually began to slow down.

You know, this total war has just begun.

Once the war weariness reaches 100%, the lords of all tribes dare not think about what will happen next.

Fortunately, they have not completely failed.

Some lords put their hopes on the gods.

In this total war, after all, their game lords are just a bonus.

What we really want to see is the duel between the various righteous gods and the Revival of the Holy Power.

It is obvious that even on the side of the gods.

The number of combat power they have is obviously more than that of the Revival of the Holy Power!

As long as the gods take action, everything will be fine.

That's right, as long as the gods take action, everything will be fine!

......

"Sister Wangchuan~"

Sasha kept shaking Wangchuan's shoulders.

"Hurry up and kill all those guys who are in the way!"

"My sixth sense tells me that there are several new ingredients in the forest."

"But this pitch-black thing has covered them all. It's really annoying!"

Wangchuan was dizzy and dazed by Sasha.

After waiting for Sasha to stop, Wangchuan jumped to the side with a small step.

He glanced at Sasha with empty eyes.

After a few seconds, Wangchuan suddenly nodded.

Putting his hands on his chest, Wangchuan made a gesture of praying.

"Lost people..."

Wangchuan chanted a few words in a low voice.

The cold breath completely covered the vitality on the ground.

In a trance, figures seemed to appear beside everyone, and then left the next moment.

Among them were barbarians and warriors from ten thousand years ago.

As expected, all these people were once lost on the surface of the Wangchuan River.

Finally, after a few minutes, a huge figure appeared shakily.

Feeling a sound like an earthquake, Gao Qiang forcibly broke free from the embrace of [Data Deleted] and pulled his head out of His body.

The first thing he saw after getting out was a figure that covered the sky and the sun.

"Mountain God." Jiu Luo explained.

Her eyes were also on that figure.

It was obvious that the Mountain God was not in a good state.

There was no trace of spiritual light on his body made of hard stone, just like a puppet that could only wander aimlessly.

After the Mountain God, another god's body suddenly appeared near everyone.

The North Wind God.

Suddenly, Gao Qiang turned his head and looked at Wangchuan.

Wangchuan was still in a praying posture at this moment.

And her form was: Huangquan!

In Huangquan form, Wangchuan can summon the creatures that were once lost in the Wangchuan River.

Does this mean.

The Mountain God, the North Wind God and other gods have actually been lost on the surface of the Wangchuan River?

The temples that worship them have not received their protection for countless years.

Because they can't protect themselves.

Boom——

The huge body of the God of Mountains broke into the darkness.

Almost in the blink of an eye, he crushed a primitive god.

These newly born primitive gods seemed too small and fragile in front of the lost ancient god.

It was a pity that such a powerful god had become a ghost wandering on the road to the underworld.

Boom——

The destruction of the God of Mountains continued.

The power beyond the upper limit of the world was a unique characteristic of the gods.

But the God of Mountains was once a member of the gods.

The lords of various tribes present had not even developed the technology tree to the peak state of the second-order world.

Therefore, when facing the God of Mountains, they were completely powerless and could only watch the boulder pressing down on them mercilessly.

At this time, the God of the North Wind raised his hand.

In the direction of the vassal army, the believers of the God of the North Wind raised their crossbows as if they had a flash of inspiration.

At the moment when the arrow was launched into the air, a hurricane blew, causing the arrow to shoot into the large black curtain almost like a bullet.

The arrival of the two lost gods made the war-weariness of the coalition forces of various tribes, whose morale was already low, even higher.

The reinforcements from their gods that they expected did not come.

What all the lords did not know was that.

Just now, the gods felt a terrifying pressure from [Data Deleted].

[Your last holy place was destroyed]

[Your god|Data Deleted|was successfully angered]

Gao Qiang felt a touch behind his body, and he was gently put down by [Data Deleted].

Then, [Data Deleted]'s body began to grow bigger and bigger, and became more and more distorted.

One by one, ferocious eyeballs emerged from the body of Data Deleted.

And this time, there was no Xingqi to repair his golden body.

The ferocious big mouth opened on the dark body of [Data Deleted].

Before the gods could react, the tentacles had already stretched to the sky.

And in the next moment, it wrapped the weakest God of Plenty and sent it into the big mouth of [Data Deleted].