The darkness was like an iron pot, and the plains and hills on the west side of the Sain Peninsula were all trapped under the iron hooves of the Holy City Army of Thebes, the cold night wind could not sweep the sand wet by blood. The desert warriors who were resting on the spot enjoyed the soft bodies of nomadic women, even though they looked tense like a piece of wood.

The only remaining men in the tribe are children who are shorter than the wheel of the chariot and less than five years old. They have not recovered from the tragic one-sided massacre in the evening. Most of them are stunned. Only a few sensible children understand that they have lost not only their relatives, but also their hard but warm life in the past.

Just far away from these children, the priests of the Desert Kingdom finally drilled out of tents with god patterns, wore wild beasts on their heads, and thin black veil robes, like a thousand-year-old mummy who lifted the lid of the coffin and drilled out of the tomb. In fact, these people were just a vanguard who was forcibly occupied by the demons outside the sky through the channels of faith.

The man who was selected by the priests of the Desert Kingdom and supported to the position of tribal chief was kneeling on the ground with his body naked, raised his hands high over his shoulders, bowed his head devoutly, and carried the priest in a black robe, and wrote the bronze blackboard "Dead Nervous" on his head.

The eight-petal lotus-shaped key opened the four corners of the scriptures. Before the high priest could open the cover, a dark storm suddenly blew, and the rotten stench of corpses was filled with the sky. The burning fire seemed to have been taken away from the excess heat. In a blink of an eye, only a small flame was left low. The whisper of the underworld was wandering on the leaping flames, like a strange acquaintance who suddenly woke up after sleeping for many years and greeted each other.

The black-robed high priest looked at the awakened undead with satisfaction. They were all from the same place as themselves and forced to be recruited by the Nine-Level Heavenly Court. As vassals who conquered the other worlds of the expeditionary army, they penetrated into the dark side of this world in advance. Due to lack of experience, most of them lost their physical bodies and their souls were sleeping in the dust of the underworld.

Only new monks like him who sit down and listen to the lectures, worship the gods with accumulated merits in exchange for divine power to practice will have the opportunity to shelter the two-sided sun god and the dark light of the god of death in this desert kingdom of heaven and earth, and use the channels of faith to enter the bodies of believers and occupy their bodies.

Only by standing against the bodies of the desert natives and invaders from another world can we avoid the punishment of the laws of this world, and in turn vigorously expand the career of the Kyusan God who was seized and occupied the position of the gods on earth, and develop and strengthen a small city-state into a majestic city on the earth, or even a holy city.

"The Great Sage of God-exorcist seized and occupied the divine nature and authority of the God of Death Nubis. As for the original body of the Sun God, Amon, it is like the divine power of the Sun God, one of the nine stars. It is very likely that the Great Sage of Pingtian. After all, it is the master of the Taiyi God Emperor of the Ancient Divine Court. No one knows better about the various secrets of the Sun God Realm than him."

The thoughts of the black-robed high priest changed rapidly. At a long distance from the isolation of a world, he couldn't help but have some thoughts, and in an instant it was as far away as the sky.

Fortunately, he also knew that he was carrying a heavy responsibility, so he quickly tasted that someone gently pointed his forehead, as if he was stabbed by a blood scorpion venomous claw, and his expression was solemn and he immediately entered the state.

The high priest of the black robe opened the cover, and the tribal chief kneeling on one knee let out a painful moan, as if he was being targeted by hundreds of blood-sucking lees, and the venom was drilled into the bones. The nearby wind was howling. With the help of the faint fire, dozens of black smoke could be seen, with a blurred face, which looked distorted pain, and in essence, happiness to get rid of the constraints and cages.

"Pick up the head, connect the limbs, shake off the dust, listen to my instructions, wake up!"

The dead souls in the other world who were sleeping in the dust of the underworld opened their eyes in the depths of the darkness at the same time, picked up fragments of their lost memories, flew towards the familiar god of death, Minghui, and flew towards the gate leading to the ground. They remembered everything in the past and knew that the way of salvation was opposite.

The bodies with the remaining warmth had not yet disappeared, were penetrated by the undead in another world who had come from a long distance and struggled to stand up again. They groped around and found their chopped heads, connecting them to the original wound. The dark light of the god of death made the wound sandy and then recovered to flesh and blood, erasing the traces of the wound cut by the weapon blessed by the god of death.

"You are all talented and heroes in the way of killing. You should know the original intention of the Heavenly Court to summon us. This place is not obvious, but the way of heaven is not clear, but the way of gods is above the way of humans. It is simply outrageous. The Nine Heavens are the unity of man and gods. The sublimation of the sea and heavens in the world should stand on the heavens, like a lighthouse spreading infinite light and redeeming infinite fallen worlds. This is our honor and the honor of all living beings in this place. In order to welcome the arrival of the army of heaven, you raise the butcher knife in your hand. This is the time to kill!"

I said a lot of nonsense, but in the end, the disciples of the Slaughter Dao came to do the black work. After regaining their rebirth, the true seed of the Slaughter Dao looked at the priests with a shining light, knowing that they were following the great god of Heaven on their heads, and they did not dare to wave their swords at them. They could only follow the trend of the times and kill towards tribes in other directions.

When the talented people and beautiful quality squeezed their bodies, they leaped and moved between the rugged mountains and fields, like a group of cheetahs walking in the night, the black-robed high priest breathed a sigh of relief and summoned Minghui, the god of death, to evoke the remaining thousands of corpses in "Praise of the Dead", and make them into mummy warriors who can walk under the sun during the day.

The total number of horses that died in battle in each tribe was no less than a thousand. Under the blessing of the god of death, they shook off the rotten flesh and blood on their bodies, stood up again with the body of bones wrapped in fascia, and held up the warriors who were the tribes before they were alive, and after their death they were all the mummy warriors of the Sun Walker. They quickly gathered into a square formation and started marching slowly.

This trend of death seems to be very weak. After gathering the army of undead from several tribes, the total number exceeded 10,000 people. It looked really boundless. Even if the front line was about a wide line, the rippling phosphorus fire separated from the dry bones, scaring the passing night walkers and birds and beasts.

They do not need to rest, sleep, drink water, eat, and dare not disobey the priest's orders. This tide of death continues to advance. Wherever they pass along the way, any nomadic tribe will be completely destroyed by them after a brief resistance. Any brave hero will be stepped on by the iron hooves of the undead army that are constantly rushing up and crushed to pieces on the spot.

There has never been such a record of conquest on the Sain Peninsula. One by one, the defense lines of the desert kingdom were easily torn apart under the death tides set off by the army of undead. All that was left was large pieces of yellow sand soaked in blood. The wind was filled with the smell of death and blood, mixed with the strange roars of countless rotten vultures, and the large group of hyenas roared with blood all over the ground.

However, under the spell of the belated black-robed priest, the corpse that had just been pecked by vultures and gnawed by hyena suddenly stretched out his hands and strangled the scavengers who were not wary enough, or who had no time to escape, and used their feathers and fur to decorate themselves.

The undead warriors who woke up one after another caught up with the footsteps of the army and easily integrated into it, further strengthening the craze of death, fighting, falling down, awakening again, fighting and falling down again, until the tributaries of their bodies were broken and became parts and decorations on other undead warriors.

Not long after, two-headed undead warriors, two-body, four-armed undead, and even three-headed and six-armed high-dead undead appeared one after another. Compared with ordinary fresh undead, they all received space for improvement and further transformation. The only thing that remains unchanged is the hatred and hatred of the living.

Why do you compatriots get rid of me for such a tragic ending? Unless you die for me too!

The early morning of the next day, the chariot army of the city-state of Thebes woke up as usual, but was surprised to find that the priests of the army were not present. Not long after, the high priest's letter came from the news that after seeing it, the highest commander of the legion gave the order to march at full speed without saying a word.

Just as smoke and dust spread everywhere and was left behind by the chariot army, the soldiers who were already a little dissatisfied were shocked to find that all the nomadic tribes removed along the way were massacred in the original plan.

A large amount of gold, silver and jewelry were scattered on the ground, and the women and children of the tribe were trembling in the tent. They were almost crazy and dumb, and they would faint immediately after touching them a little, or biting them like a tantrum, and their whole bodies quickly collapsed.

The idea of ​​having a big fight was completely shattered in an instant. The crab's hard shell was pried open, revealing the white crab meat. There were only trophy waiting to be received, and only a few tribes that would be bought with high money for free.

"The priests have thrown away us and conquered the peninsula alone! Who gave them such courage... it's God? So that's the case, then we can't blame us for being incompetent."

Even if he was the highest commander of military aristocrats for generations, he was quite afraid of the temple priests. The 17 or 18 women and more than 100 children in his family survived, all relying on the priest’s merits and the grace of the gods. He must not be disrespectful to the gods or talk too much to the priests.

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Earlier, all nations of the Holy Continent, whether they were imperial emperors, kings of small countries, or leaders of free leaders and business alliances, were all dreaming of the shadow of death from the endless sea of ​​sand.

The Great Babylonian Empire in the Mesopotamia, once rich paradise, is now full of sand and soil left by the black priests who uncontrollably extract the vitality of the earth. They completely dried up the riverbed of only white sand, and abandoned villages and towns that were forced to leave their hometowns.

The imperial emperor woke up in a nightmare and sat up. He saw the majestic tower of heaven falling down. He saw the sky garden being flooded by the army of undead. He saw his head hanging in the hands of the statue of the Death God in the desert.

The Great Emperor of Babylon knew that it was true, and such a thing would definitely happen in the future. Regarding the behavior of the madmen who played necromancers in the Desert Kingdom after they went wild, he knew too many secrets from the teachings passed down from generation to generation by the royal family.

"The summoning beast legion must be reorganized, and the muscles and horns of monsters in another world can be built to build a majestic city wall that will never be worn out!"

The emperor's will is an order, and it is a rare highest level. After the will is conveyed, all the summoners in China are summoned overnight, whether legal or illegal.

Unexpectedly, the anomalous plane anchored by the summoner group of Babylon the Great had long fallen into the control of the Nine Heavenly Court. Various disaster beasts and wild beasts from the ancient mountain and sea era were placed in the [Endless and Unrestrained Wild Wild] plane at a very early age. There were even many monster gods disguised as stupid and cute beasts who signed contracts with the summoners.

However, when they make a grand appearance, whether the summoners control them or whether they regard the summoners as their human-shaped pets is a little bit of a question.
Chapter completed!