My Little Country

Chapter 1437 We Are the Masters!

Boom!

The half-dragon duke smashed the cyclops' head with a hammer.

Suddenly, the cyclops, like the evil god believers outside, turned into a wisp of black gas and was sucked away.

Some wizards thought of using secret techniques to imprison the black gas, but these methods did not work.

The black gas ignored all the interference of witchcraft and prohibited it, which gradually made the wizards give up the idea of ​​stopping it.

Instead, they used witchcraft to try their best to destroy the visible temple buildings around.

When the coalition strongmen fell into panic.

The wizard Hein also noticed the abnormality and noticed the color change of the sky.

At the same time, the strong men who stayed behind realized that they had cut off their contact with the high-level leaders in front.

It seems that with the change of the sky, all means of contact have been disturbed?

When the eyes of these strong men began to change.

The wizard Hein also exclaimed and found that the connection between him and the goddess of the moon, Fia, was cut off!

Without the Moon Goddess Fiya's gaze, he couldn't help but praise the Moon Goddess Fiya in his heart.

City of Miracles.

Moon Goddess Fiya informed Xiao Yu immediately after she lost contact with Wizard Hain.

Xiao Yu nodded slightly and shared the vision of the bronze dragon Blu, allowing the two goddesses to see the soft-bodied monster entrenched in the Dusk Continent.

"I never thought that the evil god could be so big!"

Xiao Yu looked at the phantom of the God of Dusk and Destruction, and sighed: "If this phantom can be transformed into a physical entity... the volume must be larger than that of an ordinary small continent?"

"Such a volume is quite amazing even in the world where our Yanhuang Giant Clan is!"

Xiao Yu's sigh was very real. The size of this evil god has exceeded the description of the villain in most fantasy novels.

The prototype that can be comparable to it can only be found in ancient mythology.

If the God of Filth could have such a body size.

Xiao Yu thought that he would probably give up first and see what the Holy Dragon Island would do before thinking of a solution.

"Your Highness, look! That monster is taking action!"

As the Moon Goddess Fia's cold female voice came out, Xiao Yu came back to his senses and continued to look at the view provided by the bronze dragon Blu.

He saw that the soft-bodied monster above the Dusk Continent suddenly stretched out two thick tentacles and slapped the Light Breeze Continent.

Boom!

As the two connected continents trembled together, the tentacles hit the surface of the Light Breeze Continent, and then as the stratum corneum on the surface of the tentacles squirmed, countless small tentacles broke out of the skin of the large tentacles, and pounced on the Light Breeze Continent like little bugs.

For a time, the pressure on the wizard tower of the Light Breeze Continent increased dramatically.

The local priests responsible for defense all groaned in pain.

After the Storm Goddess Jella cursed the people who provided the information in secret, all the statues in the temple under the sea of ​​the Light Wind Continent opened their eyes at once, emitting brilliant golden light.

In order to resist the tentacles of the evil god, the Storm Goddess Jella also began to fight desperately.

All the more than ten incarnations she had accumulated were invested in the statues.

In addition, the housekeeping artifact, the super artifact Storm Sword, was also summoned and hung at the highest point of the Light Wind Continent as the core of the formation.

A sudden noise came from the temple where the Mermaid Pope was.

With a roar and scream, the temple soon became quiet.

Then, the door was pushed open with a clang.

In the core chamber of the temple, the paralyzed priests and the Mermaid Pope saw a tall green-skinned orc who was at least four or five meters tall striding in with an axe.

"Green orcs?"

"Is it the reinforcements sent by the Pantheon?" A priest approached the green orc while drinking a potion, puzzled: "We don't need green orcs, we need experienced wizards!"

Bang!

The green orc swung his axe, and the head of the priest who just shouted was immediately smashed, and his body was driven by the hurricane like a missile, hitting the wall of the secret room with a heavy sound.

"..."

The priests in the secret room opened their eyes wide and looked at the green orc in disbelief.

Aren't the green orcs the cannon fodder of the Pantheon?

How could it be, how dare they do this!

The mermaid pope did not dare to leave the core of the magic circle, and looked at the green orcs angrily:

"You! How dare you do this!"

"Do you want to exterminate the green orcs!"

"Exterminate the clan?"

The tall green orc raised his axe and grinned, revealing a pair of fangs like a wild boar.

At the same time, the green skin that symbolizes the race turned blood red in the blink of an eye.

"Red... red-skinned orcs?"

The Merman Pope was stunned. He had never seen a red-skinned orc tribe.

Then, he thought of something and screamed:

"You actually betrayed your ancient god!"

"Betrayal?"

"No, this is not betrayal, it is redemption!"

"The ancient god is the real betrayer!"

"He betrayed us!"

The red-skinned orc roared and roared, and smashed the axe on the ground with force.

Instantly!

The ground of this secret room exploded, as if a giant alchemical bomb suddenly exploded underground.

Countless dust was raised high, breaking through the ceiling of the secret room, breaking through the floor tiles of the temple, and causing the entire tall and sacred building to collapse.

Rumble!

Under the loud noise, in the dust.

The red-skinned orc shook the ruins step by step and walked out.

He was holding the dying mermaid pope in his hand.

This unfortunate pope had sent most of his power to the storm goddess Jella to resist the evil god.

As a result, he was half dead due to the backlash of his mana.

His combat power was no different from that of an ordinary person.

"My emperor!"

The red-skinned orc had just walked out of the ruins carrying the mermaid pope, and saw a large group of green-skinned orcs rushing around. After seeing him, the orc kings who led the group stopped and punched their chests to show respect.

"Today is our chance."

"From today on, we will no longer be slaves!"

The red-skinned orc nodded slightly, and then climbed to the highest point of the ruins, a half-collapsed spire.

The red-skinned orc raised the mermaid pope in one hand and the axe in the other hand and made a declaration.

"From today on, we will regain our lost glory! We are the sons of the ancient god of war, the believers of the ancient god of destruction, and we should call ourselves the disaster orcs!"

"We!"

"We are the masters of this world!"

With a roar like a catharsis, the mermaid pope was smashed directly by an axe in front of tens of thousands of green-skinned orcs!

At the same time, with the fall of the mermaid pope who represented the Storm Goddess Jera's faith spokesperson in the Light Wind Continent.

Countless wizard towers could no longer support and began to collapse.

The Storm Goddess Jera wailed and cursed the betrayers.

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