a large amount.

Too many to cover the sky

Moreover, there is a smell of blasphemy mixed in, and the lackeys of the evil god are also hanging around, intending to deal a fatal blow to them at any time.

Old Addison raised his head and said:

"Five hundred people should be enough."

This is the number of people coming in.

Before they came in, they didn't even think about getting out alive.

Old Addison believed that they could rush into the station before the number was reduced by half.

This is the responsibility that a clergy member should fulfill.

"Then let's start..." Old Addison was about to charge away, but his movements suddenly stopped.

A few small figures stood timidly in front of the door.

It's a child.

Some timid children.

Old Addison's golden eyes saw the true appearance of those people.

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It's a sacrifice.

After sleeping on the main plane, many people were divided into two parts.

A part of the body that had slept forever remained in the world they came from.

The other part is the soul.

But this soul and memory are not simply [souls] at this time.

They have been reconstructed.

In other words, they have been sacrificed, become part of this world, become the touch of the evil god, and are the part that was originally sacrificed to the evil god.

Therefore, in the form of a physical body, this side of the body was reconstructed again.

Old Addison stopped.

Charles Addison looked at Old Addison suspiciously.

Charles has also entered this world, and he is already well-known as a powerful fighter.

He preferred to charge directly.

His spiritual sense is extremely powerful, so he has seen many tragedies that other priests cannot see with their own eyes.

Whether it's this world or that world.

The anger in his heart is even greater than that of everyone around him!

No matter how pitiful these children look, they are all part of the evil god. In his opinion, they should be purified directly!

They don't know their own evil, but that doesn't mean they aren't evil!

But old Addison stopped.

The old priest knelt down, half-kneeling in front of these children.

The eyes of these children are still pure.

They don't know what happened.

In their memory, in their last memory, they just slept.

They should take responsibility for their current situation.

The old priest said with a solemn expression.

"Feel sorry……"

The little fat man at the head didn't know what was going to happen. He opened his eyes wide and said:

"The big brother holding the umbrella asked us to come here. He said this is where the temple is and that the Mother Goddess will protect us."

He looked at the priests in front of him with a longing expression.

Old Addison paused for a moment.

Charles revealed himself from behind him. He wore a full-face armor on his head. He looked much better than his original appearance, so that he would not scare all the children to tears when he showed up. Charles looked at these children and asked: "It's very

A handsome man with an umbrella?”

"Yes, that handsome big brother with the umbrella." The little fat man gestured with his hands and said, "He picked up the umbrella, waved it lightly, and locked up the little bad guys with many chains, and then those little bad guys were defeated.

.”

Charles' eyes lit up.

Sure enough, it's that guy Ken Servais.

Sure enough, he came here too!

"Where is he now?" Charles asked.

The wisdom and courage of the warlock are worthy of recognition, but Addison knew that he could not cope with such a large-scale and ubiquitous attack. After all, the body of the warlock was stronger than that of ordinary people, but compared to machines and warriors.

, Cultist, but the difference is too far.

If Charles is with Warlock, both can be at their strongest.

The warlock is like a mourning crow, always hitting the center of the disaster. Together, they can end the disaster faster.

The little fat man shook his head: "Big brother didn't say where he went."

Old Addison interrupted Charles who wanted to continue speaking. They had no time to waste.

He heard the sound of gathering machinery in the distance, and he asked in a deep voice:

"What's the little bad guy?"

"She is a small, bad girl with long hair... wearing white clothes..." The little fat man was describing when he saw the priests in front of him suddenly raising their weapons.

Old Addison held the sword and looked solemnly at the little fat man's back.

It was a little girl with long black hair covering most of her face, wearing tattered clothes and carrying a sickle.

"Sorry, I will bear your responsibility."

Old Addison no longer hesitated, and as he opened his mouth, a ray of holy light enveloped several small men.

The holy light that always warmed people's hearts and healed wounds enveloped them. Not only did they not feel comfortable, but they also discovered to their horror that their bodies were beginning to disintegrate.

Charles didn't pay attention to the heretics, raised his sword, and looked at the familiar short figure.

This figure was not the guy who had fucked him several times before.

This guy is weaker than that guy.

"Clone of the evil god, prepare to meet the enemy." Charles shouted, and then rushed out without hesitation.

…

A small figure slowly fell to the ground, and the nameless hellfire ignited on her body, destroying her completely.

Ken walked on the top of the house and slowly squatted down.

The second wave has not started yet.

Those steam machines haven't gathered in all directions yet, so at least for now, there aren't many blasphemous machines on the roof.

Another thing is more

A girl who looks exactly like little Emilia.

These evil god clones have different strengths.

Some levels are only Bronze level.

Some already have epic levels of strength.

They have no human emotions and are like wild beasts that only know how to hunt.

When he rescued a few little boys just now, five evil god clones were hunting at the same time.

But Ken killed them easily.

Because in this half of the world, Ken is at home.

This half of the world is dominated by dreams.

For Ken, who has the ability to control dreams, this is his own world!

If he hadn't been afraid of being discovered by the mastermind in advance if he mobilized a large amount of power, he would have already set foot on the steam station.

"Ka, ka..."
To be continued...