Chapter 623 9.46

Chapter 623 46

Red has been following Ge Lin as a worker in the West since he was born. Google search reading

Ge Lin took him to and from the mansions of noble merchants. Like all ordinary people in the West, he worked hard every day to earn food on the plate.

Raider, who grew up in this environment, has never received a day of combat training.

Not to mention wearing armor and swinging a broadsword like a knight.

Even if he didn't have a father, no one would teach him how to farm.

But this did not affect his future "growth" at all.

At the age of 12, when he first walked out of the manor and picked up a broadsword, he finally found the traces of Prince XX, pierced the chest of the guard with the broadsword, and finally cut off the prince's head.

As skilled as cutting a steak on a plate.

When all the people in a suffering tribe are forced to take up arms and fight for life every day under the pressure of the environment, "fighting" eventually becomes a common "national memory" hidden deep in the genes of the tribe.

This memory will not disappear with the change of illusion and growth mode.

It will exist forever, waiting for the day to be awakened.

Red is the last descendant of the Blood Pigeon Tribe. The "boiling blood" surging in his body allows him to obtain combat capabilities far beyond his peers through "divine gift".

This ability does not need to be thought about or tempered, but is hidden in his intuition and subconsciousness.

A little awakening will ignite like wildfire.

Running wildly behind the red skeleton, Red showed his axe and first struck a thundering blow at its weak knee joint. The necromancer who had just condensed his flesh body obviously did not expect that a boy with an axe suddenly appeared behind him.

He hurriedly used a broadsword to resist, but he obviously underestimated the speed of the axe in Red's hand.

Although it was just a big axe for chopping wood, it had a simple and majestic desolate texture when wielded in Red's hand. The axe accurately hit the necromancer's knee joint before the broadsword arrived.

Although muscles and tendons had begun to grow outside the red bones, the axe still smashed through its knee steadily.

The necromancer uttered a painful cry, and his body inevitably lost balance and staggered to the ground.

The ancient dead soul hidden in the dark room of the manor was also not a vegetarian.

The brief loss of balance did not make him panic. At the moment of falling to the ground, the palm wrapped in red flesh and tendons stretched out to the sky, gathering a circle of rich spiritual energy.

The spiritual energy vortex dissipated rapidly and flowed into the soil under its feet.

Waves of crying and wailing sounded again.

It was the dead soul sleeping underneath who felt the call and dug the soil hard to break out of the ground.

The Red family entered the manor for only one day. His job was to turn the soil and weed, but in just one day, he had not even finished the outer perimeter of the manor, let alone cleaning the interior of the manor.

He could never imagine that there were so many undead zombies buried in the central courtyard of the Nicholson mansion.

What's more terrifying is that 72 years ago, the entire manor had been cleaned up by the Crusaders.

During the time when the Nicholson family lived here, it was unknown how many mortals were lured into the manor by them and brutally killed, and then turned into controllable zombies.

Although he was surrounded, Red's eyes were as bright as torches, and there was no trace of fear in his eyes.

He raised the axe calmly, and the plain woodcutting axe in his hand swung out a desolate and ancient circle, hitting all the wet undead crawling out of the soil with great accuracy.

The reinforcements summoned by the necromancer with spiritual energy were immediately resolved by him with only one attack within 1 second.

Even though the dead souls of the Nicholson family have been living in the mortal world for hundreds of years, this kind of martial arts that is foolish in its cleverness is the first time he has seen it.

Just as newborn babies cry and suckle, they will speak and chew food after growing up a little. Many instincts engraved deep in the genes do not need to be taught at all, and they will naturally learn them when the time comes.

For the Vikings, who are all warriors, their children can pick up knives and kill people the next second after picking up weapons.

This is not a rare skill in Scandinavia.

But Red is obviously stronger than them.

The remaining blood of Olaf, the "Bloody Conqueror", was completely awakened in him.

Put the bread in your mouth, chew it, and swallow it. Everyone can do it.

For Red, swinging the axe to cut off 6 undead with one blow is also the same.

Although the necromancer is powerful, he cannot cast spells continuously. He had summoned the undead once when hunting the night angel, and summoned another wave after seeing Red.

Even though he had buried a lot of rotten corpses at the bottom of the courtyard in the center of the manor, they could not withstand such waste in front of Red's axe.

He could not escape when his right knee was broken by the axe. He was in the magic sealing circle. The magic circle summarized by Gui Huzi after hundreds of years of refining ghosts and exorcising demons was extremely powerful, and it was eroding the little spiritual energy left in his body every minute and every second.

If he couldn't kill the boy in front of him as quickly as possible, he would be caught in a double-team situation again when the birdman with a pair of fleshy wings also killed the corpse.

He had to find a way to avoid this dangerous situation.

In desperation, the necromancer stretched out his hand to break off a red rib near his chest, and held it in his hand to form a rather sharp short spear.

Facing the direction of Red's advance, the old ghost jumped up and tried to pierce the broken bone into his chest. However, Red turned slightly sideways, and the bone spear moved off his chest and pierced his shoulder.

Being stuck in the bones and joints makes it difficult to make any progress.

The dark and rich corpse energy poured into his body along the red bone spear. This was a blow that the necromancer was determined to win. More than seventy years ago, he used this heavy technique to successfully kill many clergymen in the Crusaders.

But what he met today was obviously not the group of people who were afraid of death.

When blood spurted out of his body, Red felt his whole body becoming unbearably hot. When he opened his mouth to breathe, pure white steam began to emit from his mouth and the pores of his skin.

The Necromancer was so loose that every trace of "death energy" in his body was ruthlessly expelled.

"Haha, the feeling of pain is so charming!"

"Sure enough, it is most comfortable to pick up a weapon and fight head-on!"

After the injury, Red did not feel much pain. A steady stream of mysterious power gathered into his arms from nowhere in his body. He calmly threw away the logging ax in his hand and pulled out the bone spear that had pierced his shoulder blade with his backhand.

Pierce hard along the eye sockets of the necromancer's newly formed eyes!

The sharp bone spear pierced the Necromancer's crimson skull smoothly. Amidst the painful wail of the monster, Red turned back and didn't look at him again.

His pounding heart indicated that he was extremely excited.

He urgently needs to find his next target.

The group of undead and the hard-fighting "Night Angel" not far away were obviously delicacies served in front of them.

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Every peripheral member who joins the Illuminati has more or less some secrets that belong only to himself, otherwise no one would be willing to serve this group of lizard people wearing human skin.

Old Walder is looking for the "Sinking City" and obtains the inherited power of the Scarlet Creator.

Lan Bixue, an abandoned disciple of the "Yushan Sword Sect", wanted to find a place to stay during his escape.

Magda "Crowfeather" wanted to use the power of the Illuminati to regain the country she had usurped by her elder brother.

The same goes for Archbishop Donald Luma of the "Night Angel Church".

From the outside, Donald appears to be a civilized priest in his early thirties. On weekdays, he is a gentle person. When he comes in and out of the church every day, he will reach out his hands to touch the cheeks of children and talk cordially with all the congregants in the church.

Even the "saint" Euseubi, who promoted him from a mortal man along the way, never imagined that the Kekao priest he promoted along the way would be a different kind of person behind his back.

Donald Luma's situation is somewhat similar to Red Blood Pigeon.

Red is the last bloodline of the "Blood Dove Tribe" among the Viking sea people, while Donald is the last descendant of the "Night Angel Church".

The only remaining believer in the world is the fallen angel Chrismo "The Grudge".

At its peak, the Night Angel Church had more than a thousand disciples around the world. However, times have changed, and with the rise of the Holy Bishop Church and their continuous attack on the belief in evil gods, more and more mortals have chosen to leave the church and join the disciples of other gods.

After all, there are many types of outer gods and ancient gods.

In this era, there is more than one way to gain power. Instead of living under the hatred and pursuit of the Holy Bishop Church every day, it is better to practice other ancient god beliefs.

Especially in the past ten years, as long as you have enough gold and silver in your pocket, the promotion potions you pass through Hall of Valor 13 can be obtained through gold and silver.

Whether it is the "Berser Path" or "Giant Path" that can be used in battle, or the "Fisherman Path" or "Sailor Path" that can be used in life.

Even drinking and playing "Siren Path" and "Raven Path"

Find the shop under the command of the Viking princess "Mehlantine O'Sullivan" and buy it with gold and silver.

Having become Odin's people, even if the people of the Holy Bishop Church saw it, they would not dare to provoke this group of furious lunatics.

This alone defeats most of the evil god beliefs in the world.

In AD810, three fallen angels at the peak of the Night Angel Church

"Grudge" Chrismore

"Hate" Isai

"Revenge" Alvin

Only one person remains.

Among the three promotion paths for subordinates, the "Night Sister Path" under "Hatred" Isai has completely lost its members. Although the "Dark Feather Angel" under "Vengeance" Erwin still has sporadic descendants, most of them are gone. Put on mortal clothes and live a secluded life.

They are so hidden that the current president, Donald Luma, has no idea of ​​their whereabouts.

According to his understanding, he may be the only one left among the "Battle Angel" pathers under "Resentful" Chrismo at this time. The current situation is truly a lonely one for Donald.

He thought for a long time about how to prevent this evil sect, which had been inherited for eight hundred years, from becoming extinct in his hands.

The first step is to use the similarities between the "Night Angel Church" and the "Holy Bishop Church" to blend into the Holy Bishop Church.

"Darkness under the lamp" is always the unchanging truth for lurkers. Hiding in the big tree of the Holy Bishop can at least avoid the other party's suspicion of oneself to the greatest extent.

Only in this way can we survive.

This is only the first step.

When life is temporarily worry-free, the second step Donald needs to think about is how to continue the broken church in his hands. Obviously, in his current situation, he has no people and no money, and he can only wear a mask every day while lurking in the Holy Church.

Not to mention reviving the glory of the church, even saving his life is something that requires every effort every day.

Joining the Illuminati became his only choice.

When "Lord of Twilight" Fitzroy and "Lord of Shadow" XX were still questioning his loyalty, "Lord of Disaster" Betuge was the first to discover the merits of this man.

When a person lives only for a belief, the energy he can burst out is extremely huge. This person made it clear that he wanted to gain benefits from the Illuminati, but then again, how many peripheral members of the entire Illuminati joined for the great dream of the Lizardmen?

"Follow me. When my clan succeeds, the Night Angel Church will replace the Holy Bishop."

Donald has only been in the Illuminati for a few years. After seeing the various abilities of "Lord of Disaster" Betugu, Donald has no doubt about his power.

He always obeys Betugu's orders.

During the day, he preaches in the Saint Sophia Church in the white robe of the priest on the ship. At night, he will change into another set of clothes and faithfully carry out every task assigned by the master.

The target of today's ambush is several servants in a noble manor.

Such an easy job does not need the help of peripheral members of Donald's level according to common sense. Even "Lord of Disaster" Betugu didn't know why he finally sent him to Nicholson Manor.

But they never expected that today they would kick a very deep iron plate.

But Donald could see into the eyes of Betugu, the Lord of Disasters. He was obviously not a soft persimmon that could be slaughtered at will.

Red Blood Pigeon, holding a wood-cutting axe, suddenly rushed into the magic circle. His target was the necromancer who summoned evil spirits. Donald knew in his heart that this person was not his reinforcement.

He was a third party force that appeared out of thin air.

When Red swung his axe to fight with the undead of the Nicholson family, Donald shook his flesh wings and escaped from the encirclement of the undead. After a short rise in the air, he used the divine power given to him by the "War Angel" to rush up a big tree and hang upside down on the trunk like a bat.

The mantis stalks the cicada, and the oriole is behind.

He was waiting for an opportunity to attack secretly.

When Red finally knocked the necromancer to the ground and raised his axe to make the final blow,

Donald spread his wings on the top of the dead tree.

In the dark night sky, he glided silently behind Red like a quiet bat.

Then he drew out his dagger and pierced his chest smoothly!