Chapter 188: Wilfour of Dihua, the players who are in anger (10K, please subscribe)

"Child, you've found the wrong place. If you want to find those false prayers, you shouldn't look for them here."

The old man's faint response seemed to appear directly in Kongshan Yiyou's ears, causing Kongshan Yiyou to feel furious when he was caught off guard.

When did you appear behind you?

She looked at the old pastor vigilantly. The old pastor whose hair was already gray, gave people the first impression that he might sway after a blow, and he would fall down at any time.

If it is in the real world, such an elderly person may be the one who often chooses to give up his seat in the car when he visits the empty mountain.

But she knew very well that in the lower realm, that was not necessarily the case.

After all, before the old monsters in the Gate of the Lower Realm were unveiled, anyone who looked at them felt that the old people were weak and could be bullied at first, but in fact they understood them all.

"Children, don't be nervous. If you want to kill you, it will be useless no matter how hard you struggle now." The old pastor walked over slowly, and the wooden stick in his hand was flashing with a hidden divine light.

The strong goblin who had not made any sound in the middle snorted, took out a metal rod from behind, twisted the short sword around his waist onto the metal rod, and turned it into a spear: "The cardinal of the Goddess Church of Earthly God really respects our Wandong City."

He pointed at the old pastor with a gun and said coldly, "Come and gesture?"

Before the old priest nodded in agreement, the storm-like attack came roaring, bombing in front of the old priest like rain hitting a banana.

"You goblins really don't like to say something in advance when they start to move." The old pastor's long wooden stick in his hand was lifting lightly, and he actually fought with the extraordinary goblin with the hard wooden stick.

"When fighting with you invaders, there is no need to remind you. Just be honest." The goblins' attacks were constantly attacking, and their powerful wrist power was like a hurricane when they were waving their spears. Wherever they passed, old trees collapsed. It was hard to imagine that such brute force would have been fired while the counter-casting field device was still in operation.

But what is even more shocking is that no matter what kind of attack the goblin launches, the old priest can catch it smoothly, and even use the wooden stick in his hand as a heavy hammer, pick it up and smash it hard.

The goblin couldn't stop it, and had no time to lever the spear in front of him and block the attack, and his body was knocked out like a bowling ball.

He repeatedly tapped the ground with the tip of his gun, alleviating the impact. When he fell from mid-air, he had the opportunity to turn his head and shout at Kongshan:

"Little kid, hurry up, this old man is in great trouble and won't be able to stop him for long."

"Don't urge, I haven't stopped at all." Kongshan Yiyou felt that her anxious sweat was about to flow down. In this case, she could not waste the opportunity created by the goblins.

The reason why a group of elite players got together is to find out what was going on in this dungeon as soon as possible.

However, even in this situation, they were still suppressed and retreated step by step.

Some players have begun to be beaten and crippled because they cannot resist the pressure, but so far, they have not found whether there are false prayers among those prayers.

Some people have even started to scold [Rat Eye] for passing false news.

"Wow..." The goblin finally failed to withstand the powerful priest's attack in the close confrontation with the old priest. This time he did not take good protection and was swung heavily on his chest by the old priest.

Even though I was wearing the vanguard armor early on, my chest was still under the wooden stick, and my chest was sunken and I was about to die.

The old priest gasped slightly and said, "Among the goblin warriors in Wandong City that have been fighting, you are the one who is the most resistant to fighting. It is hard to imagine that you goblins will actively cooperate with humans. This is really a rare scene!"

However, when he said this, the goblin who had spitted blood had long been leaning on a spear, holding his head and chest up.

"Diet..." the old pastor sighed.

He turned his head and looked at the sky mountain where he was still avoiding the attack of Qige, while looking closer to the flaws of Qige, he laughed and said:

"I remember I told you at the beginning that if you want to find those false prayers, you obviously can't find these things in these prayers."

Ichiyou Kongshan looked vigilantly at the old priest who relied on brute force to kill the goblin. She had made no information now, and all the staff were directly sent back to the copy.

However, what she expected was that the old man was looking at her with a gentle look, and seemed to have no idea to attack.

"Child, tell me, you are the people of Shangqiya, right?" After hearing the old man's words, Kongshan Yiyou finally reflected why he had not been killed by this powerful NPC yet.

Well? No attack at the first time?

This priest seems to be able to communicate?

She instantly beat the snake on the stick, cautiously and even tempted with some worries: "Although many people do call us the people of Shangqiya, we have nothing to do with you."

The old pastor was somewhat surprised by what Kongshan said. He didn't expect that this human, who obviously had a lot of the afterglow of the gods he believed in, seemed to have no good impression of them.

But the old pastor didn't say anything, but just said with a smile: "This time the Goddess of Earth God came here without thinking about fighting for anything, so naturally it only brought believers who voluntarily transformed into prayers.

If you want to find those prayers transformed by special methods within the area under my jurisdiction, it is impossible. Or should you give up and accept our inquiries honestly."

"In other words, it's true?" Kongshan Yiyou asked tentatively.

"Yes, to be precise, many, except for the Church of Earth Mother God and the Church of Losanda, at least half of the prayers in all other churches are transformed through special means."

Hearing the old pastor say this, Kongshan Yiyou's eyes lit up, waved his hands, and shouted at the living high-dance players around him: "I've found the wrong place, so don't waste time here anymore.

We don’t need to check the believers of Sangdha and Losandar, and immediately switch directions to find fellow prayers from other churches!”

The loud voice was not like a girl. She was already scattered around her. After hearing this, she began to shrink her camp and return to the surroundings of the empty mountain.

Everyone looked at the old pastor with a vigilant look. Although the old pastor did not like to have a random idea of ​​killing, judging from the current situation, these guys with the aura of their mother god on them had already made up their minds to take action with him.

He is not those indecisive church leaders. Since he has confirmed that these strange humans, who carry their goddess power, have now obviously threatened the future of the multinational coalition battlefield.

Since he has chosen to take over the mess of the Goddess Church in this war, the old pastor has naturally been ready to be ruined.

After all, Holy Brenia is a kingdom formed by multiple churches. Before a common enemy is determined, the church of Earth Mother God can pretend to be deaf and dumb without seeing anything.

But as it is now, when it is confirmed that the Goblin Empire is the enemy of Sacred Brinia, whether they want to do so or not, they must make corresponding choices that match the contract when they jointly founded Sacred Brinia.

It is precisely because of this that after discovering the small movements in Wandong City, he did not let the priests under his command go and take action as soon as possible.

He also wants to take them home.

But now, after seeing the move of a tour of the empty mountain, he still couldn't help but show a crying and laughing expression:

"Although you may have a little relationship with our beloved goddess, I'm sorry, on this battlefield, we are enemies. You won't naively think that you will have a chance to escape after you hit me, right?"

The old pastor was not threatening the sky mountain to visit. On the contrary, he thought he was kind enough to remind them that he would no longer have to make meaningless struggles. No matter how hard they struggled, they would all die here.

Just as he was about to take action, he suddenly saw a subtle and embarrassing smile on his faces of the guys who claimed to be the undead.

The next moment, the two players in the front row cleaned up their clothes without hesitation.

In this moment, the old priest only felt that the person was about to be blinded by the dazzling light emitted by the players.

In fact, it's not just them.

Almost all the leaders of major forces who are paying attention to the current situation on the battlefield of the multinational coalition forces were secretly detecting it quietly, but in the end they were suddenly blinded by this dazzling divine light pointing directly to the origin.

The more serious ones were even rolling on the ground with their eyes in pain.

"Sorry, we undead have more things to do now. Now, please close your eyes and rest!"

The Holy Light Protective Barrier is too domineering. Even these indigenous people were caught off guard and were still tearfully stinged by the dazzling holy light.

For a moment, no one could stop the group of players from Yiyou Kongshan from leaving.

It took the old priest a long time to finally slowly raise his head. As he faced the Holy Light guarding barrier, his eyes were covered with bloodshot, but the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

Now I can finally find a reason to take a good rest.

He came to a corner of the dilapidated building, leaning slowly against the wall with a wooden stick, muttering:

"Now I am a lonely old man who accidentally got the effect of blinding the Holy Light. As the leader of the Earth Mother God Church's army, I was even caught. Then even if the pastors below cannot go over to support it for the time being, it is reasonable...right!"

Obviously, for some special purpose, this old priest was no longer letting water when facing the players, but letting the sea.

...

Soon, with waves of light flashing, as if worried that there were too many players after resurrection, they would block the teleportation point directly, and a group of players' figures bounced out of the resurrection point one by one.

The resurrection points on the plain seemed overwhelmed, ejecting the resurrected players one by one in all directions, and soon the surroundings of the resurrection points became crowded.

The players did not leave the teleportation point as soon as possible. This time, there were too many players killed in the battle, so that the plains are now very lively.

Many people immediately started setting up stalls after leaving the area around the resurrection site.

It is impossible to work when working, and it is impossible to work in this life. You can only rely on setting up stalls to maintain your life.

Many equipment from historical echoes will be directly lost as the dungeon is reset, but the relevant equipment obtained by players after completing tasks in Wandong City will not be reclaimed.

Among them are a lot of thermal machinery. These equipment are covered with fried powder and fried until golden, and the children are crying... What I mean is that for many children who have never touched guns in reality, they are really envious of watching these people showing off their big guns.

Of course, it can be expected that the players' hot firearm market will last for a long time, and it will not fade slightly until the dungeon is completed...

The premise is that no abnormal situation occurs.

Well, the well-known "prerequisite" means that something will inevitably happen.

Because as more and more players left the dungeon, the Rangers soon attracted the attention of the attention.

The rangers who had been waiting at the resurrection site early inserted the high-flying ranger flags on the ground. As soon as the table was placed, they quickly attracted the attention of a large number of players.

A group of players who couldn't stay away got closer to the Rangers at the first time, as if they wanted to learn what some Rangers were doing.

Soon after inquiring, news about "Rankers recovering guns at high prices" spread across the plains immediately.

At this time, many players suddenly realized.

Compared to colleagues who don’t have much money in their pockets, it is obviously still more wealthy at home. For those players with enough guns and ammunition on hand but with very few magic crystal coins, selling them to Rangers to get back a little money is also a good choice.

Although a large number of players planned to keep the guns for themselves or their companions, there were indeed a group of players who wanted to sell them and started to line up on the grassland to sell guns to the Rangers.

On the small hill not far away, Wilford, wearing a black cloak, hid his appearance, knelt on one knee and said to the Lord Kyle who was following him in front of him:

"Lord, judging from the current situation, we can probably recover more than 30% of the guns and ammunition. After these guns and ammunition are processed, some of them will be left for us to use for their own use, and the other part can be considered for reselling to the Tulip Chamber of Commerce.
To be continued...