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Chapter 253: Broken Tongue

Lynn walked slowly in the dense forest, exploring one step and three times, carefully guarding against the endless monsters surrounding him.

Looking forward, it was a tree, looking back, or a tree. It had been a day since he walked into this vast sea of ​​trees. He had not seen anything other than trees and monsters. This extremely unfamiliar environment made him feel depressed.

The three of them have been away from Vip Town for three days. The poor middle-level priest didn't know anything after asking questions, but he knew nothing except shouting "Hateful Humanity". Lynn directly buried him and his companions who had taken the lead.

If he doesn't say it, naturally someone will let him say that as the vice president of the Cross Federation, take out the spirit,

When questioning the magic weapon, Lynn and Michelle were not surprised at all.

Linghun cannot lie, but the results were no different. He just confirmed that the more than twenty Linghuns were ordered to create a beast tide, but they were really unaware of it at all.

After Lynn directly informed Lord Vip to strengthen his vigilance, he directly entered Mount Olympus.

But he immediately regretted it.

He thought that with his ability, the world could do everything, but the harsh facts told him that you were still a little bit nèn.

It is said that Mount Olympus is harsh in its natural environment. Only after coming in did you know what a harsh method is.

The endless jungle of this first level is already a headache. It is full of forests on all sides, and all the detection methods in Mount Olympus have failed. If it weren't for Michelle's guidance, Lao Ma, who knew the way, Lynn would not have been able to get out of this forest.

If it was just a forest, it would be easy to deal with. At least Lynn had come up with a stupid way to force the tree to cut down the road.

But the attacks of monsters along the way were still small, and poisonous mosquitoes were just a small problem in front of the thick-skinned Lynn, but walking through the mud swamp that almost killed him.

He has a lot of money, even if he puts it in a high-end space bag that can greatly reduce weight, he is not light in weight, and he does not have the extremely sensitive way of walking like a native barbarian.

The result is that as long as you step into the mud inadvertently, even the people and equipment will disappear without a trace.

In the soft black mud, Lin Neng's proud brute force had no room to exert, so he sank down. If Michelle had not followed him and rescued him at any time, he would have probably died in the mud.

"This really makes people laugh." Lynn, who has turned into a black man, has not been so embarrassed, and has trembled. Now he has followed Michelle in the footsteps. Unfortunately, the agile Leopard Girl can pass through. This heavy barbarian may not be able to pass through. It is obvious that Michelle has gone by, but it is his turn to be a carrot and a pit.

In the face of that outrageous weight, unless he miraculously restores his spell casting ability or has a super monster as a mount, any flying method is empty talk. Qilier tried to take him to fly but was almost pulled into the pit by him.

So, Lin En could only walk slowly, try first and then walk, but even so, he still moved slowly with a progress of one pit of 100 meters.

Finally, when he walked to the sea of ​​trees, he was extremely surprised to find a temporary camp.

Lin En said to himself. "How can there be a camp in this place where there is no village or shop in the back? Is there a businessman who can do business here? That's too smart."

But as soon as he entered the camp gate, he realized that his face had not changed at all, but his heart suddenly became sank.

The purpose is to hang the huge wolf-headed holy emblem hanging from the entrance of the camp and the werewolf priests cruising around.

More than thirty barbarians and orcs were gathering in a few circles, resting and eating dry food, but there were priests around from time to time, as if they were saying something.

This was already obvious. Lynn saw through the essence of the scene in front of him at a glance.

"Omas' missionary camp." In the past, on the streets of Anweimar, there were voluntary priests of the True God who provided voluntary services, performing divine healing for the poor for free, or selling holy water to adventurers at a lower price.

It seems to be a welfare activity, but it is often restricted. For example, to obtain free treatment, you have to believe in religion, or the like. Even if you don’t believe in religion, you have to recite a few prayers from the gods and offer a grateful heart. What you do is not for the power of faith.

There is no village before or behind the village. There is no village within a radius of thirty miles. In the past, I didn’t have the nerve to go so far to make such a hard money, but this werewolf priest’s camp is worth considering.

The camp tree is so strange, but it just gives the barbarians and orcs who come out of the sea of ​​trees a place to provide water and water services. It seems kind-hearted, but in fact it blocks an important passage between Mount Olympus and the outside world.

It can be used as a base and constantly find ways to strengthen believers, not only can they obtain information about their interactions, but also serve as an outpost. If someone from outside comes, they may be discovered immediately.

Lin En thought to himself, "This is a trick. It seems that the other party still has a master. If the doctrine was not too stupid, it would not have been like this. However, it is said that the doctrine is directly determined by the gods, and it is closely related to his original heart, so it is difficult to change it. It seems that the gods are too stupid and have no cure.

But it is obvious that most of the people who are rushing back now are worried returners of the two tribes. Naturally, they are not very cold about the doctrine of the beast god. Often, the priests are pushed away without saying a few words.

Both tribes are straightforward. If they don’t like it, they would rather drink their own sour wine and air-dried dry food than accept the priest’s clear water and holy cakes. If they hadn’t just left the sea of ​​trees, they really needed a safe place to rest overnight, and they would have probably left.

Seeing Lynn, the "black man", come in with two orcs, a priest immediately came to meet him.

The priest was also a werewolf, in his thirties, but he was wearing a white rag robe that was awkward. His fierce aura was covered with bloody smell, and he could not tell whether he was a robber with countless lives under his command. He was more of a robber than a clergy.

But Lin En and his party took it for granted. Along the way, the beast god priests they met were basically like this.

Gods often have special connections with believers, just as many of the priests of the God of War are brave and warlike warriors, and most of the priests of the Goddess of Business work part-time businessmen at the same time, the first group of god-inspired masters of the True God must be the group that resonates with the doctrine of the True God.

What else can resonate with the robbers?

"My brother, I am the priest Tam of the Supreme God of the Beast. May the blessing cart of my God be with you." Awkward vernacular, awkward person, an extremely awkward greeting.

Looking at the werewolf who was squeaking and pretending to be gentle, Lynn somehow remembered a saying, "The weasel wishes the chicken a New Year." But he dared to add the "supreme" prefix before the name of the god. If it weren't for the basic theology of this priest, or the beast god was really ambitious.

Before Lynn could react, Michelle took a step forward and didn't even look at the pastor, and then walked directly to the open space beside him, preparing to rest and replenish supplies.

This disregarded attitude immediately distorted Tam's face. Although the missionary has not been very smooth in the past six months, most tribes will still give him enough respect because he is a member of the true god pastor.

The "cat" girl in front of him was so indifferent to him, which immediately made him angry.

Lin En was going to say something. At this time, Michelle poured out a bowl of clear water from the space bag and was still waving to Lin En. It seemed that she wanted to help him clean the mud and sand on his body.

"The beast tribe is really direct. If you don't like it, don't even want to talk?" Shaking his head, Lin Neng also ignored the priest in front of him and walked towards the other side.

The priest was going to say something, but the fall from the mud and sand made Lynnlu come out of the face with blonde hair and black eyes. The huge figure of the barbarian and the Herien face undoubtedly illustrate his identity as a mixed-race child.

Tam's face changed immediately, and his original pretending to be kind turned into contempt, and the green eyes of the fly were full of malice...

"Disgusting bastard." The contemptuous name of the mixed-race boy and the unconcealed vicious words immediately made Lin N's eyes burn and stared at the rude beast god priest.

Years of living together have made orcs who are similar and equally good at fighting orcs form a clan, Omas' ideal, or to expel humans, seize their wealthy land, and establish an empire with only two clans. Therefore, his first step is to unify faith.

Most of the people who can accept the teachings of the Beast God are the most purely blood racists. For racists, the most unbearable one is probably the special existence of a mixed-race child, so the pure Tam's language is even more vicious.

"What do you think, bastard boy. It's really disgusting. Since you encounter such a mess, letting such a disgusting creature come to this world, it is an original sin. The people who gave birth to you should have been hanged long ago. Oh, no, judging from your declining appearance, you might have been killed by you."

No matter how good his temper is, he can't stand such vicious words. Does Lynn have a good temper? Of course not!

A thick and steady hand suddenly held the throat that was still emitting venom. The huge force suddenly lifted Tam into the air, and the other hand suddenly reached into his mouth and grabbed his tongue.

Lin Neng had no expression on his face, but there were cold flames in his quiet eyes.

If you can’t bear it anymore, you don’t need to endure it anymore. You will be angry to the extreme and get your blood to pay for it!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" With the harsh voice changing screams, the scarlet meat piece that flew into the air. When it fell to the ground, everyone realized that it was a blood-flowing broken tongue.

Tam knelt on the ground, covering his throat and screaming, a large amount of blood gushed out of his mouth that had spewed out the venom.

There was already a large pool of blood on the ground. A skilled warrior could tell at a glance that in just a few seconds, at least two-thirds of the blood in his body was spewed out. This amount of bleeding could not survive even if he stopped bleeding immediately. The healing magic is not omnipotent, so he basically didn't need to rescue him.

Seeing an accident, other beast god priests and wolf warriors immediately surrounded him, leading the golden robe of beast god priests, and the situation was about to break out.

Well, as I said first, if you update it today, it may be later, and you should be able to finish the code before twelve o'clock.

The theme of this volume is about to come out, that is, "Fight against your mother!" (Strongly read the words)!
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