Heroes of Might and Magic: Lord of the Dead

Someone went on to say.

"The world is... ... deceived by your hypocritical face, but unfortunately, you can't deceive people now!"

"It's filthy rubbish, I used to be... I trusted you too much, and now you should be punished too!"

"Bah! Cheeky old thing!"

A Templar hero looked at the Pope and spit out a mouthful of saliva.

The words of these people penetrated the Pope's heart like a sharp arrow, and his sincere and benevolent face suddenly turned gloomy.

But he looked at the disgusted look in those people's eyes, and at the one-sided massacre on the surrounding battlefield, but his heart kept sinking.

He even started to get lost.

If the undead were chasing them, it would only make him feel honored, that he had sacrificed for a great cause and deserved to die.

But these... lofty dragon knights and the Templar heroes of the original Holy Empire chased and killed him, and they didn't look like they were being coerced. .

These...are not what he imagined.

Obviously he is for the Holy Empire, obviously the undead are heretics, why is everything to this point "I am not wrong, I am not wrong, I am for the most lofty dream!"

The Pope murmured, as if to convince himself.

Around, a famous dragon knight has been killed, and the members belonging to the Church of Light are falling down at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the scale continues to decrease.

"Death to me!"

"Get out of the way!"

"The Pope, let's go, we break!"

"The Pope, run away!"

The dragon knight had already been killed, and the knights beside the Pope also rushed over with their swords drawn.

These... holy knights are also crown-level existences, and they are also the highest remaining combat power and the only remaining combat power in the Heresy Judgment.

The Dragon Knights and the Legion of the former Holy Empire have been chasing the Church of Light for a long time. The Church of Light has been escaping, but their people have also been sacrificed. Now they have reached the point where the mountains and rivers are exhausted.

"Why bother!"

Sabaton shook his head, the blue-blue wings behind him jerked violently, and flew directly past the two holy knights.

The other two holy knights killed one from the left and one from the right, Sabaton swept away one holy knight's long sword with one sword, and swept the other holy knight with his backhand.

This sturdy and powerful force is unstoppable.

The power of the holy dragon, even the most common attack, carries an incomparably violent power.

After easily eliminating the four holy knights, Sabaton had already stopped in front of the Pope.

"Sabaton, let's do it, but the Holy Light is eternal, if one of me falls, there must be another one for me to stand up again. After all, this is just the beginning!"

The Pope saw Sabaton in front of him, but said very calmly.

The confusion in his heart was also completely abandoned by him.

To be confused at this time is the most stupid, it will make everything he has done before: meaningless.

"No, what the King of Eternal Night wants is to live!"

Sabaton shook his head, just in the sluggish face of the Pope, he slashed directly on the neck of the Pope with a knife, and the sound of the neck shattering could be heard faintly.

"Uh, it seems to be too powerful, and the strength of this great pope is not enough!"

"Then who, the healing technique!"

"it is good!"

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Chapter 4? The establishment of the undead empire! (5/[-])

A week later, the Holy City, the most magnificent town in the Holy Empire, welcomed a large number of temple heroes, dragon knights and representatives from various towns and even villages.

Among them, there are also a large number of player presidents and top players.

The sky here is already full of angels of death, soul-snatching scythes and ghost dragons.

All the angels of death were spread out in an orderly manner, covering all directions, and they were either holding double knives or giant swords in their hands, exuding a powerful breath.

As for the Soul Reaver scythes, they also lined up in two rows, located on the outside. Each Soul Reaver scythe was carrying a scythe, the ripped black cloak behind him swayed in the wind, and the skeleton face was also hidden under the cloak.

As for the ghost dragons, they also spread out from the middle and spread out into the air.

"It's too spectacular, all of them are crowned creatures, is this the true strength of the Eternal Night King?"

A player president looked up at the sky, in awe and awe, and kept rolling in his heart like a wave.

They all know that Lin Jin's strength is very strong, to the point of being unshakable, but they don't know how strong Lin Jin is.

To put it badly, their level has not reached the level where Lin Jin's strength can be seen.

In many battles, players are ineligible to participate, and they don't even know what Lin Jin has done! Even in the recent battle of heaven, players have never heard of it.