After the war ended, Li Er calmed down and looked at the slowly coming goddess of doom.
At this moment, he could sense the cold and thrilling murderous intent from his deep eyes. "Hisser Lear, the tyrannical monarch has completely turned to the Lord of the Crow. The old crow has been sealed for tens of millions of years. The resentment in his heart can swallow the sun." "He will not give up, we need to take the initiative."
The tone is filled with a depressing anger.
The Lord of the Dark Crow is powerful, but a small tyrannical monarch dares to be presumptuous in front of her?
Does she really think her knife is not good?
What level is worthy of being her enemy?
Lear's eyes were slightly condensed. "Your Highness, the Lord of the Crows caused a disaster in the main plane, and then gathered his subordinates to make enemies everywhere. What exactly did he want to do?"
The goddess of doom sneered. "It's just a small way to disrupt the line of fate." "Is he disrupted the line of fate?"
Lear was a little surprised.
When the evil spirit broke the seal from the underground world, the ancient goblin god told him that the line of fate had been disrupted.
"He doesn't have the chaotic person of the fate line, there is someone else."
The Goddess of Doom became very cautious when talking about this topic, as if she was unwilling to provoke the secretly ill-handed. "But the line of fate is closely related to the crow. His fate has long been locked down. It is precisely because of the change of the line of fate that he has the opportunity to escape from the cage and return to recover." "But now, he has not completely broken free from the shackles of fate, so he hopes to completely disrupt the rules."
The goddess of doom was not stingy, and directly answered Lear's doubts and said finally.
"But a bird locked in a cage wants to break free from the shackles, just dreaming!"
The tone is not without mocking.
"And this crow is still dreaming of becoming a new creation god. It's ridiculous that he has been banned for tens of millions of years. The gods are pigs and they cannot succeed. It's just that the people behind the scenes want to use his hand to break the current balance."
"Once the time comes, he is still the first one to be executed."
"The Lord of the Crow thought he was in a game, but his actions were nothing more than others wanted to see or even design."
Lear's eyes were slightly condensed.
The battle between the gods is really dangerous, and the situation is full of fog. "Your Highness, part of the authority of the tyrannical monarch is under the control of my God. As long as you can see the other party, you can directly deprive the other party of authority!"
The Goddess of Doom glanced at him and nodded slowly.
"In ten days, I'll call you to slaughter this worm first!"
The temple on the original plane was her only hopeful breakthrough in millions of years.
No one can touch Lear, and the Lord of the Crow can't come in person!
And the Changji Mountains have obvious geographical advantages. As long as they occupy this land, they will be invincible in the subsequent competition for the original plane. "Awaiting for the call of Your Highness."
The Goddess of Doom nodded, said no more, and glanced at the Angel of Doom floating above the temple, holding a long-handled sickle, and flapping the blood-colored wings.
The next moment, the figure of the Angel of Doom gradually blurred and then disappeared without a trace.
The Goddess of Doom broke with a crack, turning into streams of light and flew into the distance.
Looking at the disappearing back of the other party, Lear pondered for a long time before he came to his senses.
The long breathing was gone, and his eyes became cold and stern.
Ten days!
The blade of the tyrannical monarch Carlanis has been sharpened, and I hope your neck can withstand her blade.
Although Catanaro's bloody battle was settled, the impact of this battle was far more than that.
After Li Er calmed down, he looked at the demonic corpses piled up into hills, with as many as thirty.
Roughly estimated, the number of these demons exceeds 150,000!
It can be called a river of blood in the true sense.
In the scarred territory, the busy residents were trembling at the moment at the cruelty and horror of this war, and were also glad that they had become a member of Catanaro.
I heard that in the Changji Mountains, a large number of villagers were swallowed by demons, and because they had the protection of vine buildings, they suffered little losses, with only hundreds of casualties.
If they had not come to Catanaro, they would be the dead souls under the devil's claws at this time.
Death is the greatest horror.
In contrast, they intuitively realized the value of the God of Bathing.
A sense of superiority arises naturally.
The inner sense of belonging to Catanaro has reached an unprecedented level.
External threats are always the best and fastest channel to unite within.
After thinking for a moment, Lear looked at the body of the same shocking warrior and directly ordered that Catanaro would hold a hero's funeral tomorrow morning.
All the soldiers who died in this battle were buried in the Temple of Heroes.
It is also composed into a drama for praise and commendation.
In the future, as long as the City of Weilu is still there and the Swamp Sect is still there, there will be people singing and admiring the deeds of these heroes day and night.
When the crowd heard this, they felt a little more complicated and inexplicably envious. After the matter was arranged, Li Er stared at the mountain of devil's remaining limbs, his eyes cold.
"Bring the flesh and blood of these demons back to the city of Weilu"
More than 100,000 demon corpses are definitely a considerable asset.
The order was issued, and soon bubble beasts came and loaded the corpse back to the swamp with bubbles.
These demons are subordinates of the tyrannical monarch. They are not eroded by the power of crows and can be used to cultivate cold-blooded cavalry.
The three thousand wetland lizardmen that Carlanis brought from Lorraine City have not yet completed its promotion.
The flesh and blood energy contained in the abyss demon is not comparable to that of an ordinary three-tailed pig.
It's completely enough for this army to be promoted to level 15.
In this way, the army that had just died can be supplemented.
I breathed a sigh of relief.
It won't take long to go, and now it can be planned for the Souluo wetland lizardmen.
The lack of flesh and blood before, and it will be difficult to cultivate after getting it, so it does not take too much effort to search.
It's different now.
The swamp has met the conditions for large-scale violent soldiers.
The supporting blacksmith shop is already mature, and as long as the army breaks out, weapons and equipment can keep up.
The bubble beast immediately began to act and used bubbles to transport a large number of corpses back to the city of Weilu.
After the body was transported back, Haggs, who received the news, immediately used it to cultivate cold-blooded cavalry.
The rapid growth of new combat forces can also be regarded as making up for some of the losses.
However, this battle also reminded Lear that he could no longer develop as steadily as before.
The speed needs to be improved and grow as soon as possible.
Although the original plane is isolated from the gods, power above level 15 cannot be allowed to enter.
But these existences who hold power will always have one way or another to break the rules.
The Changji Mountains must be controlled in your hands as fast as possible.
Especially ancient humans!
These lives that can provide 10 times the power of external faith are a pity to be killed.
This time at least tens of thousands of people were buried in the hands of the demon!
If this loss is placed on the main plane, it will have to be compensated by hundreds of thousands of people.
This loss is a huge loss. Lear just felt pain when he thought about it.
It hurts more than sacrificing thousands of troops. The army is prone to explosions, but where can I find such a high-quality believer?
After thinking, he looked at the night elf hero not far away and ordered directly.
"Isani, you lead the team, with a group of thousands of people, to clear away the remaining demons in the Changji Mountains, and at the same time bring the villagers whose homes were destroyed by the demons back to Catanaro."
"If you don't have a temple, you will bring them back. Don't move those villages with temples for the time being."
"If you really refuse to leave, don't force it. Mark it down and wait for the swamp banshee to deal with it."
Isani immediately answered. "Your will is above everything else!"
Then hesitated and immediately organized the army to set off.
The army that had just ended the battle set off immediately under the gaze of the residents.
Given the residents another wave of respect.
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Population is the key to the original plane, and in Lear's view, its value is no less than that of a temple.
As long as he controls the more than 300,000 people in the Changji Mountains, he will be invincible.
At least it is impossible for the tyrannical monarch to invade again!
The massive power of faith can help him pull up a powerful wetland angel legion.
Not to mention too many, as long as there are two or three squadrons, no matter how many demons attack it, it will be useless!
The ultimate military power is far more powerful than ordinary military power.
In the Longthorn Mountains that have spread for hundreds of kilometers, villages are like stars dotted in it.
These villagers who lived a quiet and peaceful life in the past are suffering tremendous pain at this moment.
The demons destroyed their homes, burned their houses, killed their loved ones, and ruined everything.
The Changji Mountains are too large, and the army of Weilu City will find it difficult to cover the entire territory in a short period of time. At this moment, a small number of demons are still wandering in it.
These abyss creatures are not very powerful, but they are simply invincible for ordinary villagers.
There were huge damage wherever I passed, but fortunately there were fewer and no huge casualties were caused.
When the troops of Weilu City arrived, most of them discovered one destroyed village after another.
This time, the army was no longer as gentle as before, and directly conveyed the oracle. The Longthorn Mountains had been invaded by demons. For everyone's safety, the God of Swamp personally ordered that the villagers temporarily enter Catanaro, and wait until the demons are completely cleared before returning to their village.
During this time, Catanaro will provide free food and housing and protect everyone.
The swamp banshee was dispersed into the army. After they announced that, they did not give the villagers a chance to hesitate. They hummed and took them away.
This operation is only stopped when encountering villages that are protected by temples.
During this process, four temples were also encountered. Demons triggered the defense mechanism. Angels were already patrolling the sky.
This left the search team speechless, hating the demons so much that they could only turn around and go to the next target.
In this way, a large number of ancient humans began to gather towards Catanaro. If all the villagers from the Changthorn Mountains gathered together, the population here could reach at least 250,000 or 60,000.
All transform into believers, equivalent to two or three million people in the main plane.
A very huge data.
In the busy time, it was late at night that the Bubble Beast transported all the corpses of more than 100,000 demons back.
According to Haggs' feedback, it is not enough to use so many corpses to cultivate three thousand wetland lizard men.
It is expected that in three days, the cold-blooded cavalry will be promoted.
At the same time, Lear also ordered to start searching for traces of the wetland lizardmen in the wilderness.
The two-winged demon took on this important task, and the two teams were in one group, and 50 groups were scattered out.
These 18-level super-level troops are fierce enough and are flying units. As long as the enemy is not as powerful as the level of pervert, they can handle it.
At the same time, I also took this opportunity to talk about whether there were any new changes in the wilderness in extreme cold weather.
The next day, early in the morning of May 9, Lear, who had not slept all night and was dealing with all kinds of trivial matters, watched the sky brighten again.
After a simple washing, he stepped out of Catanaro's municipal hall with a serious look.
At this moment, the residents of the entire city have already gotten up early and are waiting in the wide open space ahead.
Each of them looked solemn and their eyes were filled with sadness.
Hero's funeral.
This is the highest etiquette in Weilu City, which can only be enjoyed by heroes who die on the battlefield.
In previous drama performances, the solemnity and seriousness of this scene have been shown more than once.
At this moment, the stills of the play are in reality, and the crowd is excited, and they are extremely serious.
This is not a show, it is a cruel war that is bloody under their noses.
In the middle of the crowd, corpses wrapped in vines were placed safely, and the bloody smell in the air was still strong and choking until now.
This has made the sad atmosphere of the air even more heavy.
Lear climbed onto the temporary high platform built by vines step by step, glanced around, and his tone resounded in everyone's ears.
"My people, today is May 9th, and it is a heavy time that must not be forgotten!"
"The soldiers who died in front of you all died in battle to protect the territory and protect every inhabitant!"
The tone suddenly became loud.
"These warriors are the heroes of each of us and the heroes of the Holy City!"
"But although they are dead, their spirits are eternal and immortal. Their deeds will become the immortal monument of the Temple of Heroes!"
This is the voice of Lear himself, and everyone can feel that a stream of sacred and inviolable forces pour in from the soul.
Their god, the great immortal swamp god of faith, came in person to preside over this heroic funeral!
Aware of this, many believers were so excited.
A crazy believer shouted loudly.
"Praise our heroes, but we should praise the great swamp god!"
"It is you, the great swamp god is protecting us!"
"Praise you, my god!"
I knelt down suddenly, tears and reverence in my eyes.
This seemed to be the beginning. Tens of thousands of people suddenly came to their senses, knelt down like wheat, and saluted to Lear in the most respectful and hot posture.
"Praise you, my god!"
Lear felt that the power of faith gathered like a river, took a deep breath, and his eyes became more and more solemn.
"Catanaro will be reborn from the fire of blood."
"Our holy city is forged with blood!"
"No one can oppress, defeat, and destroy us!"
"Praise all the heroes who sacrificed, praise all the unyielding residents, praise the swamp!"
The atmosphere of the crowd soared suddenly.
"Praise all the heroes who sacrificed, praise all."
The words were repeated one by one, and the uniform voices resounded throughout Catanaro.
In the fanatical atmosphere, the atmosphere became extremely high.
The number of crazy believers soared from the original more than 2,000 to more than 6,000, tripling.
And this will also be Catanaro's most precious wealth.
The human heart is condensed like steel. (This chapter ends)