Chapter 143 Fishing (Additional chapter for the leader to take advantage of the situation)
At this moment, outside the south gate of Storm City, war horses were neighing, but there was no sound of human voice.
500 fully armed Shenmu Paladins sat astride their war horses, looking fanatically towards the top of the city, where Zhao Xianyu, the God of Shenmu Mountain, was performing miracles.
But there are no solemn gods or thrilling magic in the miracles, only monotonous pictures.
That’s right, these are the five pictures that Zhao Xianyu got after he urgently divined four more times.
The first picture is a paper man with an evil smile, the second picture is a snowy mountain reaching into the sky, and the third picture is a dark swamp.
The fourth picture was a green plain, and the fifth picture showed five hundred Holy Wood Paladins charging across the plain.
It may seem ordinary, but it is actually predicting the future.
Level 28 divination magic is very powerful.
So the 500 Holy Wood Paladins who were about to go into battle were so excited. Well, do fanatics not need to think? Do fanatics not think? Wrong! They can die unconditionally for what they think is right, but if they always die unconditionally and without reason, they will also become cowardly.
Now the gods they believed in could actually predict the future. Maybe they would die, but they hated the alien demons who took away their relatives and friends for no reason! Fighting was their best response.
"My Lord Zhao Xianyu! Victory!"
“Whoooooo!”
The uniform shouts were deafening, and then 500 Holy Wood Paladins set out under the leadership of the Grand Master of the Knights Templar, the successor to the throne of the God of War, the War Priest Yuus.
Also accompanying the army were five hurricane priests, five fire priests, and an earth priest named Robin the Broken-legged.
The goal is very clear, and Zhao Xianyu's divination picture has explained everything.
The ones coming are paper people, coming from the Snow Peak Pass in the south, passing through the Black Swamp, and then encountering them on the Wild Boar Plains. What follows is a life-and-death battle.
Zhang Yang did not go into battle with the army. He even hid in the warehouse behind the blacksmith shop. Those blacksmith apprentices had already clamored to join the Shenmu Guards, so he had nothing to worry about.
"Sir, don't you need to take action yourself or follow them secretly to see what the enemy is doing?"
Zhao Xianyu asked.
"Why follow? Watch a gorgeous show, a battle without any suspense? I'm not that bored."
Zhang Yang said calmly that he was currently using his magic power to create weapon components for himself, or rather, components for siege crossbows. He had studied this thing a long time ago and had exchanged the blueprints for the fragments of hope when he was preparing to deal with the orc lord that day.
But later I didn't use it due to time constraints.
Now is the perfect time to take it out.
"My Lord, do you mean that our Holy Wood Paladin will win? Those are ferocious paper figures. You spent so much money to kill them last time."
"Of course, we will win."
"Let me put it this way. These Holy Wood Knights were originally the most elite guards of the Lord of Storm City. Each of them is as powerful as Song Dachui. And don't forget that they are also heavily armored cavalry. On the plains, 50 of these heavily armored cavalry can kill Wu Yuan, who has three extraordinary attributes."
"And now, they have all obtained the second-level divine arts and the authority to absorb second-level divine power. The weapons and equipment on their bodies, as well as the war horses they ride, have all been strengthened with divine power. Their combat power will be no weaker than that of a two-star hero."
"Now there are 500 two-star heroes, led by a four-star extraordinary hero, and 11 wizards whose strength is not weaker than that of four-star heroes. Tell me why they will lose? What is their reason and purpose for losing?"
"If they all lose, why bother with this? It's better to run away as soon as possible."
"But--"
"But that's bullshit. You mean the civilization code of this world has been 100% cracked? But cracking is cracking, and strength is the only thing that matters. The invaders killed so many native gods of this world, not just relying on strength, but also on cracking and loopholes. It took them fifty years to defeat all the native gods, and then they started the formal invasion. Doesn't this explain the problem?"
"In a nutshell, when a civilization is invaded by a foreign race, it's not because the swords they produce are not sharp enough, the guns are not powerful enough, or the bodies are not strong enough, but because the methods they use are wrong."
"Turn on stealth for me!"
Zhang Yang said this coldly, and then he assembled the last mechanical block with a click, then carried the 800-kilogram siege crossbow out of the blacksmith shop's warehouse. It was time to go fishing.
As for what fish to catch, of course, a big fish.
Just as he was absolutely certain that the Holy Knights of Shenmu would win, he was also absolutely certain that if the enemy came, they would come quietly and wait for an opportunity to kill Zhao Xianyu, the newborn god. Beheading was the best way to solve the problem.
As for the reason——
hehe,
Does it count if Storm City adds 100+ fanatics every hour? Does it count if Storm City adds 50 sacred wood paladins and one sacred wood priest every day?
Storm City is located at a strategic point, with trade routes extending in all directions and abundant material reserves. Does this count? Behind Storm City is a vast plain with abundant resources. The population within a radius of 500 miles exceeds one million, and all of these people will become Zhao Xianyu's followers in the next few days. Does this count? What's more, the two paper figures were killed for no reason a few days ago.
Taking all these factors into consideration, the sect behind the paper man would naturally know that the god Zhao Xianyu was different from the previous indigenous gods.
In this case, it is in the best interest of the Paper Man Sect to cut the Gordian knot and assassinate him as soon as possible, or at least to find out the details of this newborn god.
Of course, Zhang Yang might have guessed wrong, but what does it matter? Even if this time it wasn't a trick to lure the tiger away from the mountain, the Paper Man's sect would come to assassinate Zhao Xianyu sooner or later, or, kill him by force...
——
The dark clouds in the sky dispersed, revealing a light blue sky and a half-dead sun.
The air was still cold, the aftermath of the abyss fog that passed through last night.
The bodies of the dead outside the city were piled up, doused with kerosene, and filled with firewood, ready to be burned.
Farther away, teams of believers were carrying all kinds of supplies like ants. Thanks to the great terror of last night and the great hope of today, no one cared about their own property anymore. Everything took priority over war.
Three hours had passed and it seemed that Zhang Yang had guessed wrong, nothing had happened.
The 500 Holy Wood Paladins who had headed south to the Wild Boar Plains had already begun to return. They successfully intercepted five paper men and killed them successfully at the cost of the deaths of 34 Holy Wood Paladins.
All this information was obtained by Zhao Xianyu through the level 25 oracle, who allowed him to communicate instantly and seamlessly with his believers.
"Sir, some believers pray to see their loved ones for the last time. What do you think?"
Zhao Xianyu suddenly received news.
"Yes, but only from a distance of 200 meters. Also, have the Flame Priest and the Hurricane Priest guard the scene. If there is any abnormality, set it on fire directly. Also, you must pay close attention and keep in touch with the Knights of the Divine Wood at all times, and pay attention to changes in the oracle."
Zhang Yang couldn't be too tough on this. After all, there were more than 5,000 dead and more than 5,000 families. He couldn't be too unreasonable.
"Yes, sir, I will be careful."
Soon, bursts of mournful cries were heard outside the city. Groups of believers, under the guidance of the guards, advanced and retreated as orderly as possible. During the whole process, all the priests and guards were highly alert. Zhao Xianyu, the 37th-level mountain god, was watching from afar, enveloped by divine power. A god with such strength was actually very powerful, and Zhang Yang could not judge it accurately.
He was even curious about how such a god could be defeated. Anyway, he had no way to do it.
“Someone is alive!”
Amidst the mournful cries, someone suddenly shouted in surprise, but the surprise instantly turned into panic, because the mountains of corpses suddenly began to crawl up in large numbers, as if they had really been resurrected.
"Back off, everyone, back off in order, don't make a mess!"
"Guards, form up!"
“Flame!”
"hurricane!"
The incident happened suddenly, but the scene was not chaotic at all. The priests who had been well prepared performed their magic.
Eh? Where are our magic arts?
A group of priests who were shouting "Flame and Hurricane" in a menacing manner were suddenly embarrassed, and then there was great panic. Has our Lord abandoned us again?
The divine power could not be transmitted, the divine arts could not be released, and the dozens of high-ranking priests could only stare in amazement or stand dumbfounded in the face of the rolling tide of corpses.
"Oracle: Shock!"
An extremely majestic voice suddenly sounded like thunder, shaking the hearts of all believers at the same time. No one knew what was happening in places too far away, but at this moment, those dozens of priests who could not sense the divine power and could not release divine spells were so excited that they burst into tears. It was not easy, the divine power was back.
This is the effect of a level 25 oracle. Even if it is blocked or interfered with, it can still break through forcefully.
“Flame!”
"hurricane!"
With divine power, the magic they released was extremely terrifying. Dozens of priests attacked at the same time, and in an instant the tide of corpses formed by the transformation of corpses was blasted into ashes!
"Interesting! He is worthy of a fight. No wonder he was able to kill my two concubines. Who is Zhao Xianyu? Come out and fight!"
A cold voice suddenly sounded. It was not loud, but Zhang Yang felt cold all over. As for Zhao Xianyu, he was frightened silly.
But the strange thing was that none of the priests and believers heard the sound, nor did they even see a paper man in white clothes and a white hat, with a pale face and evil eyes, emerging from the billowing fireworks. It was exactly the one that appeared in Zhao Xianyu's divination.
It stood in the fire, with an eerie smile and a gaze that seemed to penetrate everything, making Zhang Yang unable to muster the heart to resist.
"Sir, save me."
Zhao Xianyu's trembling voice sounded, and Zhang Yang also broke free from the evil scene. Looking again, where was the paper man in the fire? Everything was false.
No, the paper man did come, but he came to find Zhao Xianyu and still didn’t find him.
Why?
Naturally, Zhao Xianyu’s own strength was strong enough that even the paper man could not see through his true self.
"You won't die. Hold on. I want to find the real body of the paper man. It must be nearby."
Zhang Yang completely calmed down at this moment. He had not been discovered yet and no one knew of his existence. This was his biggest trump card.
(End of this chapter)
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