Chapter 153 I Still Know Nothing About This World

Da da da!

Tongues of flame sprayed from the muzzle of the gun, and thin lines of fire formed a network in the white snow.

Thousands of refugees are sprinting halfway. His body was pierced by ammunition and he fell to the ground. But something happened suddenly, and the usually docile refugee slaves suddenly rebelled.

In an accident.

The reaction speed of the Crusaders was slightly slower.

A large number of refugees have already taken advantage of this gap to rush in front of him.

While they were reloading, the refugees crowded forward, opened their mouths, and bit their necks and cheeks with their teeth.

The sight of bloody flesh, the sounds of pushing and screaming, and the smell of blood that even the blizzard could not hide.

It irritated some people's nerves.

Da da da!

Some Crusaders began to lose their minds.

After changing the magazine, he ignored his teammates and pulled the trigger crazily, shooting towards the refugees.

"Stop! Maintain formation!"

The front of the line.

When the captain of the Crusader Army saw this scene, his head suddenly exploded.

Those refugees, despite their number, are quite numerous. But a large part of them are old, weak, sick and disabled with little fighting ability.

Even those in their prime are tortured by long-term labor, coldness, and hunger.

Also dying.

In this case, as long as the formation can be stabilized.

There won't be too much loss, let alone casualties on our own personnel.

But once the formation breaks up, the situation will become very bad.

"Damn it, stop it!" The middle-aged Crusader commander pushed aside the refugees in front of him and trudged through the snow with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

He wants to regroup.

But in the next moment.

Poof!

The whirling and whirling special bullets are astonishingly powerful.

The flesh and blood of those refugees basically had no impact on its trajectory.

But it was precisely for this reason that, after passing through the bodies of several refugees, bullets finally penetrated into his body by accident.

The hard ceramic power armor is already somewhat brittle due to the continuous low temperature.

At this moment, he was hit by a bullet.

There was a sudden click and exploded completely.

Not only was it unable to provide any defense, on the contrary, driven by the huge kinetic energy, the flying shrapnel spread inward and was fiercely embedded in the body of the Holy Army Captain.

"puff!"

The Crusader was over two meters tall and as strong as a bear.

Immediately, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Staggered and fell to the ground.

As an awakened person, even if multiple organs in their body are traumatized, which far exceeds the vitality of ordinary people, they can still be guaranteed not to die immediately.

He struggled.

His beard-covered mouth was spitting out blood and he wanted to ask for help.

An arm covered with iron armor rose up toward the white sky, shaking constantly, as if trying to catch something.

But soon.

Several refugees with red eyes and murderous faces fell on him.

One layer upon another.

Some of them had already been shot several times and could not even complete the simple action of biting with their teeth.

But driven by hatred.

They can still use their bodies to fight. The layers of their bodies form a hill to cut off the air. Palms that were as skinny as chicken feet pierced into his body along the wounds caused by shrapnel, digging in and out.

The body became colder and colder, and the pale sky was slowly shrouded in darkness.

"What a...stupid way to die!"

In a trance.

He seemed to see the gray-haired old man appearing in front of him.

The old man said that he would die on this land. But at that time, in his eyes, these refugees were no different from pigs, sheep and livestock. How could he possibly take the threats from those people to heart?

only…

Unexpectedly, retribution would come so quickly.

come down.

In the darkness, he kept falling downwards, as if there would be no end.

And during this process, in the deep darkness, faces full of hatred appeared around him.

An unprecedented fear appeared in his heart.

It shouldn't be like this...

In the teachings.

As a crusader bathed in divine light, fighting to spread order and truth. After death, angels should come and take his soul to heaven.

but…

There is nothing here.

"Could it be that...everything we have experienced is false?"

…

In the huge temple.

Xino opened his eyes.

He sat cross-legged on a stone platform, with three blazing torches scattered around him.

The flickering light of the fire brings a slight hot breeze. Let Xino's soft and silvery hair, as smooth and delicate as satin, gently lift up. Her facial features are exquisite and she really looks like an angel. Every movement has a hazy light.

"call…"

Xino took a long breath, and a large amount of gas in the temple was inhaled into his body.

As a result, the three surrounding torches were flickering in and out of the whirlwind generated by the inhalation, almost extinguishing.

slowly.

A smile appeared on Xino's face.

For him, entering the land of the unbelievers. The risks are huge, but so are the rewards.

In just over a month since I came here, my vitality has increased by more than a year of hard training.

Especially these days.

Ever since Kerens was killed by General Dingyan with one palm.

Among the frontline bases, only one bishop-level commander, Xino, was left.

The scheduling of various resources comes from his hands.

Some of these precious spiritual resources are also taken at will.

Even when large-scale sacrifices were being carried out in this land, Xino could clearly feel that the eyes of the great Eternal Sun, the savior, and the great prophet Kalendia became more intense. Frequently.

Feeling the vigorous vitality filling his blood vessels and muscles, the corners of Xino's mouth raised, and the smile on his face became more obvious.

He stood up from the stone platform.

Walk down the steps in front of you step by step.

This is a side hall next to the corridor of the temple hall specially used for retreat and practice. It is not very large, but it is good because it will not be disturbed at will.

In the side hall.

Apart from the central stone platform and torch, there are not many other additional decorations.

It looks a little plain.

However, a painting hanging on the white wall in front of Xino's front seemed particularly eye-catching.

On the hanging painting half a man's height, a white full moon hangs high at the top of the sky.

The moon looks huge, taking up almost a third of the frame. Under the moonlight, a giant silver-white wolf lay on the dark rolling hills. Silver Wolf's eyes were soft, and he lowered his head slightly, looking at the silver-haired girl wearing a white dress underneath, revealing her slender legs.

Xino's eyes were fixed on the girl's face, which was brighter than the silver moon in the sky.

In the eyes.

With unabashed greed and distortion.

boom!

Xino withdrew his gaze and strode towards the door. The wind and snow outside the window were still there, and the sky was dark and low.

…

"Is Lord Kallios here?"

In front of the temple.

At the edge of the huge square, Xino watched the snow falling from the sky, lit a cigar for himself, and asked casually.

"Report to the Archbishop."

The person who answered him was a young Paranormal Crusader.

Apart from a set of silver-white power armor, there are no extra measures to keep warm.

He stood up straight and loudly replied, "Not yet!"

"Yeah…"

Xino opened his mouth and blew out a smoke ring, his brows raised slightly.

Cardinal Karios arrived several days later than planned. Thinking of the dark radiation that emitted from General Dingyan's body under the city wall that day.

Xino felt a little frightened in his heart.

He is only in his early thirties and is already a leader in the third life level.

In addition, he comes from the top aristocratic family in Jordan. His talent, family background, experience, etc., have cultivated his proud and willful character.

But at the same time.

He is not stupid to be able to make it this far.

The general in Wangjing City is equivalent to the top red archbishop in Jordan City.

Now he is far from his opponent. As long as Archbishop Kallios is absent, Xino will have no peace.

Fortunately, it has been snowing heavily these past few days.

Although the climate has become quite harsh and unbearable, the thick clouds in the sky and the patches of white snow on the ground can also reduce the probability of the frontline camps being discovered by Wangjing City military satellites.

Coupled with the existence of the temple, detection through extraordinary means will also be interfered with.

It can be said.

It is not easy to find such an inconspicuous base in the vast continent.

Thinking again, as long as Archbishop Kallios doesn't come. He is the highest officer in this camp. All kinds of resources can be mobilized at will, and his strength grows rapidly.

Xino's eyebrows gradually softened.

"By the way, isn't that guy Gers responsible for all these chores? Where did he go?"

Xino held out his cigar and asked again.

The Gers he was talking about was the former Crusaders squad leader.

Although he is not particularly strong, he has been Xino's bodyguard since he was a child. He is a relatively reliable and trustworthy guy.

"this…"

The young Crusader's face turned a little ugly after being glanced at by Xino. He was still trembling and stammered, "Lord Gers has returned to the Kingdom of God."

"What?"

Xino's face changed slightly, and a large cloud of ash fell from the surface of the cigar.

"Have those people from Wangjing City discovered our outpost?"

"Not at all." The young Crusader replied honestly.

"Then how did he die? Did he freeze to death?" Sino really didn't understand. He was a holy warrior at the peak of his awakening. He was well-equipped and had real power. No matter how you say it, it’s gone.

"It's those refugees..."

It was a cold day, and there was a small drop of sweat on the top of the young Crusader's head.

He honestly repeated what happened before. After listening, Xino's expression suddenly became a little wonderful.

"You're telling me that against a group of helpless refugees, we actually lost more than a dozen well-equipped Crusaders. One of them even included a squad leader."

"I'm afraid that's true."

"never mind."

Xino waved his hand and asked no more questions.

He considered himself to be of noble birth and extraordinary talent, second only to his evil cousin who was almost walking like a god in the city of Jordan. No longer will you be surprised by little things.

But now, he found that he was wrong.

in this world.

There will always be some incredible things that emerge from unpredictable angles, constantly refreshing your world view.

One good thing is that.

The sacrifice was done well, and the purpose of the sacrifice was to attract the attention of the gods.

As the Archbishop of the third level of life, Xino is quite keen on similar feelings. He could feel that Lord Kalundia, who was kind and wise but mighty, had finished feasting on those lost lambs.

And he set his sights on this land full of sin.

That clear and clear gaze fell on him.

Even Jean Sino.

Everyone felt flattered. At this moment, he seemed to be standing in the center of the world.

"call…"

Xino took a deep breath to calm down his excitement. He stubbed out the half-smoked cigar with his hand and put it back in his pocket.

After thinking for a while, he asked again.

"Then, those people in Wangjing City should be very surprised by how the execution of Operation Liu is going."

this matter.

From beginning to end, he was the one planning it.

More importantly, take it by surprise. Nuclear weapons combined with restricted area radiation that can change space are almost impossible to intercept.

certainly…

This method can only be used once.

If it is used again next time, Wangjing City will definitely develop countermeasures. By then, even if it can achieve results, it will still be within the opponent's calculations. It is difficult to achieve fruitful results.

However, even if it succeeds only once, it is enough.

A willow tree that can open the door to evolution, plus hundreds of elite awakeners and researchers...these are losses.

For the current Wangjing City, the impact is not very obvious.

But from a long-term perspective, it is equivalent to completely ruining a great opportunity for Wangjing City to develop vigorously and escape from its predicament. On the contrary, if that weird willow tree really stands with Wangjing City and continuously produces awakened ones in batches, that will be real trouble.

"hehe…"

Thinking of the expressions of shock and despair on the faces of the senior officials in Wangjing City, Xino's mood improved.

"Cullen, you know. The most painful thing in the world is not facing despair. It is losing hope after gaining it... That is the real despair."

"My lord!" However, a young knight named Cullen interrupted him.

"I'm afraid things are not as smooth as you imagined."

"What?"

The smile on Xino's face suddenly stiffened.

He feels.

I haven't encountered as many unexpected things in my life as I did today.

One incident after another almost made him emotionally collapse, and raging anger ignited from the bottom of his heart.

"You'd better tell me, what exactly happened there? Or has our operation been leaked..."

"not at all."

Cullen replied seriously, "All the previous plans were executed smoothly."

"The guided missile loaded with a nuclear warhead successfully broke through the defense system deployed by the opponent and successfully detonated within the expected range. However, the power generated by the explosion was blocked."

"Been blocked."

Xino's anger could no longer be suppressed, and he reached out and grabbed Cullen's shoulder.

He gritted his teeth, his face was twisted, and he exuded terrifying power. He said word by word, "Are you kidding me?"

"No! I never lied to you."

Cullen's face turned slightly red, coming from the suppression of his life level.

Give him the feeling.

It was like a mouse being stared at by a cat, with blood all over its body and trembling uncontrollably.

He opened his mouth and was about to explain.

Boom!

A thunderous bang exploded not far away from him.

Large snowflakes were thrown directly into the air.

The ground shook slightly in this violent shock wave. Many holy warriors immediately ran out of the temple, and the priests wearing white robes and holding exquisite treasure boxes were even faster than them.

Boom!

The loud noise just now was just the beginning.

Accompanied by patches of fire, dense raindrops fell from the sky.

Dozens or hundreds of huge snow pillars appeared at the same time, forming a rare spectacle in the vast snow field.

A missile with a large yield blasted through the air with a shrill roar. Before Xino heard the sound and reacted, he had penetrated the window and penetrated straight into the temple that had just been built not long ago.

Click!

First there was a crisp sound, which was the sound caused by the glass suddenly heating up and exploding.

Then, countless cracks appeared in the huge temple, and black-red flames burst out from every crack and every broken window.

The ensuing shock wave turned into substance under the scorching flames, rolling up wind and snow all over the sky, and the ground twisted and cracked.

The gorgeous temple seemed to have become a blooming black flower. After briefly blooming in the ultimate burning, it turned into countless fragments, splashed and disappeared out of thin air.

Amidst the thick smoke and darkness.

A huge figure tore through the air, appearing in Xino's eyes like a giant black bat.

Roar! ! !

A huge roar that didn't look like a human suddenly exploded in the black mist.

The huge dark red palm was swollen with blood.

Sharp and dark fingers, as thick as copper pillars, descended from the sky with an irresistible power like a mountain torrent.