Chapter 371 The Synod of Bishops

A lot of reinforcements came from the Kingdom of Darkness continuously, but they also retreated step by step before Lin Chuan's positional battle.

There is no way, the soldiers don't know how tired they are anymore. Skeleton soldiers and zombies have no physical strength at all, so they can work endlessly.

But in the face of fighting plants, there are also hardships that cannot be said!

Combat plants also have no physical strength. They are rooted in the ground and are as stable as Mount Tai. They can also absorb nutrients from the soil and restore the blood consumed by skeleton soldiers and zombies.

Opposite, still in the way of terrain.

The magic of the Black Mist Swamp can be released as long as it is a priest of the Black Death Evil God.

Now, the Zhao family has put all their efforts into promoting the people of the Zhao family to serve as priests of the evil god of the black death.

The priest of the evil god of black death is very strange. The first magic spell is not of a healing nature. Instead, change the surrounding environment, transforming the environment into a property suitable for darkness and depravity.

Not to mention, this magical technique is very suitable for protracted battles.

As long as it is a dead person, the corpse will be transformed into a zombie by this swamp.

This is the most cannon fodder on the side of the Black Death Cthulhu!

But meeting Lin Chuan was like meeting a nemesis.

Although the healing technique of sunflower seeds cannot get rid of the black mist swamp.

But if one fails, then ten, and if ten fail, then one hundred.

Anyway, sunflower seeds don't need Lin Chuan's extra input of magic power. Sunflower seeds themselves can absorb magic from the surrounding environment, and then cast magic.

In the past few days, the position has moved a long distance to the back, and it is about to withdraw from the northeast corner.

For some reason, the Black Death Cthulhu suddenly developed a large number of priests among humans, or in other words, among players.

The elves soon received the news, and a meeting started.

"Laurent, tell me about the news you received recently."

On the first seat, sat a glittering golden elf. No one dared to look directly at him, nor could he clearly see the expression and appearance of this person.

If Lin Chuan was here, he would be surprised to find out. This one has some resemblance to Edwin.

Of course, it's not the appearance, but the temperament. There is also the characteristic of not being able to see the appearance clearly.

Laurent nodded and said, "Recently, the evil god has vigorously cultivated priests among the descendants. According to the information we have received so far, more than 100 priests have been born."

100? That's not a huge number.

But if it is among the descendants, this is a very large number.

The pastors present were all surprised.

Unlike ordinary priests, they are all in power, and they all know it.

Even if it is a god, cultivating priests is not completely fruitless.

First of all, before the priest contributes enough beliefs, the god must spend his own power to construct a core in the believer's sea of ​​consciousness.

And this core consumes a lot of divine power.

The aborigines are fine, because the aborigines have stronger beliefs. Moreover, the aborigines will also help the temple to develop beliefs and shepherd believers.

For example, leading believers to mass, or opening and expanding new parishes.

But the descendant? After a few months, they all discovered that this group of descendants were unbelievers.

There is no belief in the heart at all. Investing in this kind of person is definitely a loss-making business.

What exactly is the Black Death Cthulhu going to do?

No one thinks that the gods are fools, doing some business that can't recoup the cost.

The beings who can become gods are all very intelligent, and they are all the best among their generation. Those who can stand out, except for a few lucky ones, are all very powerful.

The evil god of black death was able to survive the attack of the goddess, and it seemed that he was alive and well.

Everyone knows that the other party is definitely not a fool.

Moreover, for so many years, they have suffered a lot in the hands of each other.

The elves are so comfortable, they always feel that they are still the boss, when they were the second child!

He hasn't woken up from the time when the high elves retreated to the Isle of Evermeet and abandoned them on the mainland.

Arrogance is synonymous with elves.

After so many years, I still remember to eat but not to fight!

"Tell me, what is the reason." The superior said directly.

Laurendo nodded and continued: "This place is the border of the kingdom. There is a valley here, which is the place where His Royal Highness the Unicorn lives. Now they have authorized this place to a descendant, and established station."

After a pause, he continued: "This descendant is a believer of the goddess. In the previous war, he had a huge influence, and the goddess' eyes are on him."

Having said that, Laurendo was really tired, and Lauer accepted his order to go after the descendant. Don't say things are not done well, and the soldiers will be lost, anyway, it's not on my side.

But everyone is back, where did you, Raul, go?

Although it is known that Raul is still alive, the location is unknown.

It has been a long time since Raul has not replied to the message. Lauren is a little anxious, thinking about whether to discuss it by himself.

The status of the family is already precarious.

After a while, I heard a cough.

Laurendo immediately apologized, and then said: "This time, it's the battle of the descendants. The other party is already on the border and has several strong men stationed there. If we easily intervene in the battle of the descendants, the other party will join in too. .”

The elf bishops all clenched their fists. Are soldiers approaching the city and threatening us?

It's a pity that the Star-Moon Kingdom, apart from the Corner Knights under the leadership of His Excellency Edwin, also has good combat effectiveness.

The other corps, under the long and leisurely life, became negligent.

This is also the reason why the superiors, a little angry, plan to reorganize these guys.

With no troops at hand, what can I use to fight Edwin?

The opponent's title of number one sage has been held for thousands of years!

But anger is anger, his own strength is not as good as Edwin's, and his subordinates are not as good, so what can he do?

The higher-ups are also thinking, the other party can spare no effort to train priests, but they can't.

They can't make decisions for the goddess!

Now on my own side, the only successful part-time pastor, no one else sees hope.

After a long silence, there was nothing the superior could do.

He could only break the silence with a voice, and said, "Okay, you go and restrain the opponent's master, and don't let the opponent intervene in the battle of the descendant."

Then there was a cold snort, and the body turned into light and disappeared.

These people really can't support the wall with mud.

It seems that cleaning everything is necessary.

I can't let them cling to my body and absorb nutrients, but they don't have the slightest thought of feeding back.

The bishops present all felt a chill. I know in my heart that if I don't show it, I'm afraid there will be no good end.