While you are sick, I will kill you. Adding insult to injury to the evil god will not damage the honor of the nobles. On the contrary, killing the evil god is still the highest honor in the Aslant continent.
Even civilians can be canonized as nobles as long as they kill the evil god. It is simply the best choice for diaosi to counterattack.
Although the Lord of Skeletons in front of him is not his true self, the honor of killing the evil god’s soul is still worth fighting for.
Facing the swarming knights, the Skeleton Lord instantly lost his temper. Regardless of the image of the evil god, he ran away.
Reason told him that even if he wanted to fight, he had to stay away from the annoying priests and magicians. Otherwise, it would be too much of a bully for the evil god to be besieged.
The bosses have all run away, and the remaining skeletons cannot stop the coalition forces. Even if the four golden skeletons were baptized by a dragon of holy light and holy water, they would be extremely weak.
The battle entered a chase mode. As soon as the tragic Skeleton Lord escaped, he was baptized with holy water again.
It was as if holy water was free of charge and you could pour it on him as much as you wanted. This makes the Lord of Skeletons, whose thinking mode remains hundreds of years ago, very uncomfortable.
In his memory, holy water in the material plane was very rare, and he used it sparingly. It would be nice to be able to take out a few cups, not like pouring them one after another now.
No one would explain to him the gap between the times. What greeted him was the cold knight’s gun, and the magic attack that could come at any time.
Before the Lord of Skeletons could finish speaking, an overwhelming attack came again. Apparently, the coalition had no interest in hearing his story.
Evil gods are evil gods, and there is only one fate waiting for them in the Aslant continent, and that is to be purified.
The ants killed the elephant. Under the shroud of the holy light, facing the human sea tactics of the coalition forces, the evil god could not withstand it.
“You all just wait for me. When I come, I will make your souls into sky lanterns and put them under the flames to burn for ten thousand years!”
“The Great Curse, the Skeleton’s Gaze!”
After the last spell was released, the Skeleton Lord couldn’t hold on anymore and fell to the ground, leaving only scattered bones and scum on the ground.
All the coalition officers and soldiers participating in the war felt uncomfortable, as if someone was peeping around them, or they were being marked.
Faced with the doubts in everyone’s minds, Pastor Debon came out and reassured: “Don’t worry, the last thing the evil god released was only the marking magic, and it will not cause direct harm to your body.
Unless the Lord of Skeletons comes again one day, this magic will not exist. ”
It sounds easy, but in fact it is