Chapter 281 Swelling

A small door more than two meters high slowly emerged from the bottom of the towering, shoulderless metal wall.

The old man led Wang Wen and the others closer to the metal wall.

But the crowd behind them was stopped by people "flying" in the air.

There was some commotion in the crowd.

The "flying" man in the air asked the crowd: "You unbelievers still dare to approach the temple?"

A bold man in the crowd stood up and said in the air: "Now we have a God we believe in!"

"Haha." The flying man sneered: "God does not need the faith of you ignorant people."

The bold ones said loudly: "We do not believe in your God of War! We believe in the God of Medicine who is willing to save and have mercy on us... uh... the God of Medicine?"

The trapeze artist was stunned.

The crowd themselves had a different voice: "How can the title of God of Medicine not sound good at all?"

"Yes, yes, it's too asymmetrical compared to the God of War. Even if it's not higher than the God of War, at least it shouldn't be lower!"

"What should I call it?"

"goddess?"

"Too general!"

"He will save us, sympathize with us, and will also take action to destroy those who harm us. Can we call him a patron saint?"

"Hey, the guardian angel is not bad!"

"Ok, Ok."

"No, it's still not qualified enough!"

"I have an idea! A moving light fell when the goddess was treating us. I felt that it was the divine light, the light of hope. He is the light! The God of light!"

"Wow!!"

The crowd went wild.

They started cheering, sweating profusely with excitement.

"marvelous!"

"really not bad!"

"That's right! It's the God of Light! The Goddess of Light!"

The trapeze artist looked coldly at the excited crowd below and sneered: "So it turns out that even the identity and name of the god were made up temporarily? Then, where is your goddess of light?"

The bold ones bowed down to Wang Wen and the others from a distance, and said in a pious tone: "Our goddess is the only woman among the three. The other two are unknown, maybe they are the envoys of the gods."

The crowd was led by the bold ones and bowed to Ren Ruanruan one after another.

Ren Ruanruan's body became weak for once.

She looked back strangely. She didn't do anything exaggerated. Why did she do it again?

Has it reached the point where stimulation is no longer needed and unilateral excitement can provide strength?

Is this level so generous?

The trapeze artist was shocked again, and retorted sharply to the crowd below: "Are you kidding me? Are you blind? Those three guys are just ordinary humans like us!"

The bold ones asked: "Can ordinary humans heal serious injuries, become invulnerable, and even destroy the Holy Knights with just a single hand?"

The flying man choked, paused and shouted angrily: "That's because they gave their souls to the devil!"

The bold one smiled: "So, you have also acknowledged the power of the God of Light, but you have not yet acknowledged His identity, right?"

"Fart! Fart, fart, fart, fart!" The flying man was furious: "All infidels deserve to die!!"

They reached out and trapped the bold one, and familiar hexahedrons appeared around him, but this time the effect of the hexahedron was obviously different. The bold man trapped in the hexahedron instantly bleeds from his mouth and nose, as if he was undergoing tremendous torture.

The crowd, after all, had just acquired faith.

For a while, I still couldn't form the habit of praying to God when I encountered danger.

Coupled with the long history of oppression.

At this time, when he saw the people in the temple killing people, he was so frightened that he shivered and became silent.

Watching helplessly, the brave man died in pain with his limbs twisted, his eyes turned white, his mouth and nose spurting blood, and his face bleeding.

All felt sad.

As usual, their lives are so fragile and lowly. As long as they say something that makes the people in the temple unhappy, they will be killed at any time.

There was a trembling old man in the crowd. Looking at the dead brave man, he cried out in grief: "God, save us!"

Only then did everyone realize that they now have gods!

He quickly began to pray with a sad expression.

The "buzzing" sound is endless.

The people "flying" in the sky saw that this group of heretics were getting more and more aggressive, and they actually prayed to other heretics in front of the temple messengers.

It's obvious that he came here to cause trouble!

They are no longer in control.

They join forces to release a huge hexahedron that surrounds the entire crowd.

The crowd seemed to be back to the beginning as a lamb to the slaughter.

I am afraid of pain but dare not avoid it.

He watched helplessly as the hexahedron surrounded him.

Then broken.

"Huh?"

The crowd looked ahead in confusion.

It was discovered that the three people who had entered the metal wall had returned at some point.

Mid-air.

Ren Ruanruan said to Wang Min with her whole body weak: "I don't know how to use the new power yet. They keep giving it to me and it's almost killing me."

Wang Min comforted her: "Don't worry, you will be more bloated after this time."

After comforting Ren Ruanruan, he turned to the "flying" people and said: "At least we are also the ones who are about to communicate peacefully with your gods. Isn't it too disrespectful to start massacring the people we saved as soon as we left?"

The old man in brown robe said solemnly: "Don't take action easily, wait for God's will."

"Fly" people pointed at the crowd below and said angrily: "Not only are they unbelieving and blasphemous, they are also heretics!"

The old man in brown robe narrowed his eyes: "Pagan? Who do you believe in? Demon?"

"Fei" people hesitated for a while, looked at Ren Ruanruan and said, "You deserve to be damned if you believed those three people and still said that female human being is some kind of goddess of light!"

The old man in brown robe was stunned.

Looking down at Wang Wen and the others.

Wang Min easily clicked away the hexahedron that trapped the brave man.

But people are already visibly lifeless.

The old man who had cried earlier rushed over and hugged the corpse, crying, but he did not dare to show any dissatisfaction or anger.

Ren Ruanruan wanted to reach out.

Stopped by Wang Wen, he calmly raised his head and asked the "flying" man: "Who killed the person?"

People "flying" in the air snorted and didn't bother to answer this kind of question.

The old man in brown robe frowned and said, "Do you really want to stand up for these untouchables?"

"Let me ask you for the last time, who did it?" Wang Wei said calmly: "If no one admits it, I will kill all you birds."

Each "Birdman" has a progress ranging from 0.1 to 0.5 on his head.

If you kill them all, your progress will increase by almost a dozen points in one go.

Although the players have opportunities.

But if the progress is handed over by the neck, Wang Wei will not be polite.

really.

The "birdmen" immediately lost their composure when they heard the extremely mocking words, and each one yelled angrily.

It’s just that no one admitted to doing it.

So Wang Wen counted the heads.

2.9% of the energy was released, crushing the heads and bodies of the "birdmen" to pieces.

The scene of blood falling in the air is so beautiful.

The old man in brown robe and the crowd below were so shocked that they froze together.

There are stars scattered.

Ren Ruanruan accidentally took a sip and trembled all over.

The brown-robed old man's face was as gloomy as water. He suppressed his anger and asked Wang Wen through gritted teeth: "What do you mean?"

"?" Wang Wen answered him doubtfully: "Didn't I say? If no one admits it, we will kill them all. It was just to scare them, but they couldn't scare them and no one admitted it. Then I have to keep my promise."

"How dare you kill the temple envoy!" the brown-robed old man yelled.

Wang Wen signaled that Ren Ruanruan could take action to save the brave one now, and said to the old man without looking back: "If you do it again, you will have to pay with your life."

Ren Ruanruan's light of life had just cooled down and recovered, and he hadn't had time to test it on the captain.

The current situation was special, so she decided to use it on the indigenous people first.

If such a basically dead person could be revived with the light of life, then this skill would be a bit interesting.

She flicked her finger.

Soft warm light wraps around the body of the brave.

Ren Ruanruan closed his eyes and felt it carefully.

After a while, I took out a bottle of healthy water and took a few sips.

Smash your mouth.

Then he asked Zhu Xingguo to take some cleaned ginseng roots and put them into his mouth to chew.

The soft shouts of the surrounding people spread like waves, and the sound of breathing was like the roar of a hurricane sweeping across the sea.

The old man in brown robe in mid-air watched helplessly as the so-called "killed" people came back to life little by little!

He clutched the sleeves of his robe tightly in his hands.

The voice seemed to be trembling with anger, and he asked word for word: "You said killing people must pay for their lives. The people who were killed are now alive. What do you say about the people who died in the temple?"

Wang Min turned to look at him funny: "Old man, are you confused? We saved this man. Why do you dead people ask me? Let your gods come out to save him."

Ren Ruanruan felt weak all over.

I just feel that the light of life has not consumed me much.

But it was really about to swell to death.

Thanks to [violation inspector] and [fbf pay] for your generous rewards! ! In the face of such enthusiastic people, all I can say is. . Bosses, just be happy!