Bloody Killing

Morla continued to walk his way, and this time there were cars, food and drinks, so he didn't have to worry about finding some tourists to join in, causing trouble.

Mahdai, Lajia and Yingeli returned to their current nest with a surprise and joy, the general base for their future life. Although there was a year, it was probably not easy for them to live this year.

Many of their subordinates joined in when they were ordinary bandits. Later, they survived the killing and gradually formed the heart of brave men belonging to the bandits series.

If they settle down now, they will inevitably lose that fierce killing heart and lose their power. Although this loss is not necessarily permanent, it is probably not easy to find a new heart of bravery within a year - although it may even be close to the level of a half-step power after really regaining the heart of the lost warrior.

The half-step powerful warrior is no longer in danger of life unless the powerful warrior takes action. In their eyes, ordinary warriors are no different from ordinary people. Even if the opponent is the same half-step powerful, it is just a draw, and there will definitely be no more seconds.

However, that takes time, and a year is obviously not enough.

In addition, the most important thing is not to consider this, but how to explain the leader’s plan to live and work in peace to those who are used to killing. It is not possible to just explain that they want to settle down and be good people, because a year later, these people who are probably almost forgetting to take the knife will face the biggest crisis in their lives. But if you explain everything like this, I am afraid that many people will run away now!

This is really a headache. These things are not easy for powerful intelligence.

However, these have nothing to do with Mora. He is now sitting in the carriage, while flipping through the codes, while communicating with the gods in his heart. The divine power is constantly flowing on his body. If someone sees it, he might think that this is one of the great gods that have just formed in the world.

However, Mora was walking through an uninhabited field at this time. He was leaving his hometown to travel around the countries. That's it, but he actually had no clear goal in his heart, so he simply sat in the cart without caring about the horse that was pulling the cart and let it go in any direction.

Even Mora communicates with the Kingdom of God in the car and lets the power flow on his body is not a practice of cultivation, but because he leaves his hometown, his heart is inevitably a little empty. Therefore, he constantly communicates with the Kingdom of God to lower his power to make his heart feel peaceful and comfortable.

If people know that Mora actually can, or even can do this, I am afraid that many people will go crazy because of jealousy. Not to mention those extremely strange and evil gods, even some neutral or righteous gods will not casually lower their power to let them drive out their loneliness and loneliness in their hearts by favoring their believers! If someone can really do this, either he is God or he is the Son of God. Just Mora...

The carriage passed through a wilderness and arrived at a place where there was a field. There was smoke in the distance. Although Mora was sitting in the carriage, he still seemed to have seen the smoke with his own eyes. He reached out and lifted the curtain covering the carriage door, and saw extremely strong smoke in the village not far away on the other side of the field!

This is not the time to cook late, nor is the house that caught fire, but the whole village is burning! The smoke was filled with pain that was invisible to the eyes of ordinary people - it was the violent struggle of the soul when it was dying, and there were a lot of regrets, reluctance, nostalgia, resentment, resentment, and curses of all kinds of extremely complex and dark thoughts.

Mora was awakened by these thoughts and opened the curtain to watch, but unexpectedly discovered such a thing.

There were many wailings, begging for mercy, cursing, laughing, screaming and other sounds from that village. Mora was at the peak of divine power at this time. Although the distance was still far away, those figures covered in blood and holding swords that were crazily slashing the villagers in this village as if they were demons.

Most of the villagers have been cut and killed, and their bodies are piled up at the doors of their homes or in the yards, and children and the elderly have also been killed. Some murderers have found some property from the house and directly ignite the house. Some even deliberately keep the children and the elderly and do not kill them, but only smile after the fire and watch them struggle in the fire!

In the open space in the center of the village, similar to a small square, there were piles of food, gold and silver jewelry, and there were several pieces of cloth on the ground next to it. Many women in the village were stripped of clothes and piled up like goods. From time to time, murderers came to throw the knife and found a woman to press it under him, without any concern about the fact that there were many accomplices standing beside them. Many of these people were even making fun of each other while doing it. Then, no one was angry and angry suddenly got up and drew their swords and chopped off the head of the woman under him.

Morra only felt a huge anger fills his heart, but he has no impulse. He asked in his heart: "Father, can I kill such evil people?"

A voice replied, "Yes, just go, I'll be with you."

Mora begged again: "Please put a rain for me, extinguish the flame of sin, and let there be no more shouting sounds in the world!"

The voice that answered in Morra's heart replied, "Just go, I will accomplish it for you."

Morra drove the carriage and moved forward quickly. When the carriage was leaving, a terrible thunder suddenly sounded in the sky. Many people who were using swords did not even hold the knife in their hands. On the other side, more than a dozen people who were lying in the middle of the village were rude by this huge, almost shocking sound. The lower body suddenly twitched, and then got up in panic, but was stuck, and then broke the thing. Before Morra came, they fainted from the pain.

The others were all panicked and searched for places to hide everywhere, because after the extremely terrifying thunder, the sky suddenly became dark and a huge thunder appeared in the wind and clouds, as if God could not see the sins of these people and wanted to punish the heavens to destroy them!

All the murderers were panicked, and the warriors of them ran around like wrecked dogs but couldn't find their way. The dozen or so evil people who were unconscious in the middle of the village became the first group of punishers - not Mole's hand. Those women who were killed by these people stood up and shouted loudly: "You beasts raised evil people, today's retribution! Retribution!" These women shouted loudly, "Retribution! Retribution!" but they could no longer say anything else because their relatives were gone! Several women who were almost crazy suddenly got up and pulled out the knives that were thrown on the ground by these gangsters, and smiled madly with the knife to cut off the heads of the bandits who were bullying them but now all fainted.

After another, until almost chopping these bandits into meat sauce, these crazy women were holding swords naked and carrying blood, as if the blood Shara from hell was coming to chase and kill the bandits who destroyed their homeland.

The bandits were frightened by the terrifying scene in the sky, and now in panic, they suddenly saw a group of naked but blood-covered women rushing towards them with swords as if they were about to eat their flesh. In a trance, they thought it was the Blood Shara from hell that came to demand their lives, and they were even more panicked! They ran around and many people were killed by those crazy women under the knife.

When Mora finally drove into the village in a carriage, he saw a group of naked women covered in blood slashing and killing each other with several bandits. Although these bandits were shocked, they also burst out with some power under the shadow of death. Although those crazy women were desperate, they were rivals of these bandits who were proficient in martial arts. The bandits easily slashed several women, and the courage to be scared was back.

After the gangsters recovered their strength, these women suddenly became injured, and the courage they mustered in their hearts also disappeared. Looking at the gangsters' ferocious expressions and the blood on the knife, they noticed their nakedness, and the courage of these women suddenly disappeared.

However, Mora had already arrived. The gangster in front just raised his knife and suddenly fell down with a scream. He just threw himself on the knife in his hand. His neck was cut off by the knife and he disappeared.

The other gangsters looked in panic and saw a young man covered in snow-white and extremely sacred glory, standing in a carriage with a stick in his hand and watching them.

The boy who looked like an angel seemed to be burning in his eyes. The fire was extremely strong and pure, as if he wanted to burn out all the sins in the world. The divine light wrapped around Mora was getting brighter in this dark village. The kind people felt very courageous when they saw it, and the evil people were panicked in their hearts when they saw it.

These gangsters were about to kill these women who almost scared them to death, and suddenly a companion was killed by an unknown attack on his own knife. Then they saw this angel-like boy coming to them with the power of judgment, and no one could stand.

However, in the end of madness, people always have some incredible manifestations - even if it is a sin! One of the criminals suddenly shouted: "Don't be afraid! We are all strong warriors. Let's go up and kill him together. Maybe there are still living people. If they are weak, no one will survive! Kill ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The man was the first to shout, and the divine light emitted by Mora's body produced the brilliance of his life. Although it was evil, it slightly blocked Mora's power. When the others suddenly saw that they had companions like this, the brilliance in their hearts also surged up, and they raised their swords in their hands and rushed up with extreme viciousness.

If Mora had just communicated with the gods, he might have been really scared by these people at this time, but the power and mind raised by the divine power that he had done along the way to drive away the loneliness of the road actually had a huge effect - this was probably the life of those gangsters. Mora jumped out of the car, and at the same time, the stick in his hand hit the wrist of the first gangster who rushed over, and the knife was suddenly knocked away and directly inserted into the gangster's throat - dead.

The gangsters behind had not yet reacted. Mora's speed with the blessing of divine power had already exceeded their eyes. Only a flash in front of them. Almost everyone's throat was smashed. It was not very cruel, but it completely shattered the bones in their throats. These gangsters who were about to die were struggling on the ground in pain, stretching out their hands to grab them everywhere, as if they wanted to grab the air into their lungs, but they were all useless. They gradually rolled their eyes and even had their eyes incontinence and died of distortion and strange shapes!

This was not Mora deliberately punished them, but when he killed them, Mora was willing to stain the dirty blood stains of these people on his staff. He just had a layer of flesh that shattered their throats. Mora did not continue to spare them. He left this group of people and killed other people. However, that's it. Looking at the place where the staff in his hands came into contact with the criminals, Mora still felt very uncomfortable.

So the action was more accurate, almost stopping at the touch, and then the criminals struggled to die on the ground in a strange posture.
Chapter completed!