Chapter 239 Bloody Storm

The greed original sin confusion caused by the blood evil fog is to use the influence of the five senses on the subconscious to amplify the fear in the heart step by step, and use negative emotions to catalyze the inner fear to break the spiritual barrier, and ultimately release the desires and instincts hidden in the deepest part of the soul. Therefore, it is just a bewitching and hypnosis against the subconscious. Spartan warriors with steel will naturally not be impressed by this method. If they simply pour negative aura into their bodies, they want to bewitch nearly 100,000 people, it would definitely be a huge consumption.

As the golden light spreads, this state of confusion was lifted. If Hilonu, who was usually committed such a crime, would definitely be killed collectively. However, now the priests of the great enemy have to forgive them and promise that if they successfully strangled the Persian emissaries, they would be exempted from slavery and promoted them to border residents.

When a legion of nearly 100,000 Hilo slave soldiers, three thousand Spartan warriors and more than a dozen priests completely wiped out the roadblock zombies and surrounded the stone house, Lin Feng's originally charming and handsome face was twisted by bone-blooded rage. The bloody aura emanated from him even formed a murderous intent that tore the sky into the sky. Even the sky was dyed blood red. The originally desolate and solemn night sky was gradually covered by the blood clouds.

After the overlap, it became more and more cold. In the strong wind, Lin Feng's eyes emitted a terrifying blood light, and the blown blood-colored dark patterned cloak gradually turned into dark red blood. After the blood spreading in the air merged into the strong wind, it gradually formed a blood-red storm in the world. After the scarlet gale turned the surrounding stone houses into ruins, it further thorned these gravel bricks and the weapons scattered on the ground into pieces.

This terrifying power set off by one person caused a Spartan legion to panic. This unprecedented terrifying scene directly defeated the hearts of the Hilo slave soldiers. The whip and blade of the supervising army lost their meaning under this magnificent power. Although these executioners waved the sharp blades in their hands and kept chopping off the heads of the retreaters, they still threw themselves into fleeing like crazy. The elite soldiers in the Spartan army no longer had the energy to pay attention to the slave soldiers who were escaping wantonly. They kept making themselves more calm through prayer. Although the weapons soaked in their hands were constantly trembling in the turbulent flow caused by the blood-colored storm. Even if they inserted the end of the shield in their hands into the ground and pressed against their bodies, they still did not show any fear.

The priests of the temple were also constantly chanting sacrificial prayers at this time, comforting the entire army. Almost all living beings in the age of the gods were devout believers of the gods, and the soldiers had more or less some strength in their bodies. These holy powers given by the gods were constantly triggered out of their bodies under the prayers of the sacrificial prayers and emitted more dazzling white light, as if they were like sacred war armor to protect the body and heart of the entire army.

But all this was in vain. The retreating slave soldiers were almost instantly tearing out blood marks by the blood-colored wind. The slave soldiers could only barely cover the inferior leather armor on the vital parts, and they could not even resist for a while. Almost in an instant, these light red wounds like silk thread turned into deep blood marks that could see the bones. Until the whole person was tangled into a blood-colored skeleton, the pain like schi was barely conveyed to the head. In the heart-wrenching howling, they could only vaguely see that the flesh and blood that originally belonged to them continued to float in the air, tangled into blood and continued to merge into the storm.

In an instant, this area was like a meat grinder, crushing the entire forward camp. Through the floating blood mist and minced meat, the soldiers behind could vaguely see the slave soldiers crying, screaming, screaming, and howling, constantly being cut by the bloody wind. The flesh and blood on their hands, feet, chest and abdomen were plucked down one after another. Before the slaves who were squeezing and pushing each other had already seen white bones on many parts of their bodies.

Although the disaster in front of him was as terrifying as hell, these Spartan warriors still firmly believed that they were the invincible kings on the battlefield. The god of war Ares was enough to withstand this blood-colored storm. However, the facts were positive that Shenlian people were just false lies. After being slightly blocked by the Holy Light Armor, they were broken by the blood-colored storm. The blood light poured into their bodies was like countless daggers, cutting the flesh inch inch. Then there were internal organs, bones and meridians. Some of the soldiers who were involved in the blood-colored storm had not yet died, some of their hearts were still beating, and some even retained vision and hearing. The holy armor on their bodies was not used to wrap their bodies around and prevent internal organs from scattering, but this was of no use except to aggravate their pain.

For the glory of the gods, they gave up family affection, for the glory of the gods, they gave up desires, and for the gods, they even gave up their lives. But the scene in front of him not only made him doubt his own values, but also the negative emotions of blood invading them immediately invaded their hearts, completely shattering the spiritual barrier caused by religious brainwashing education. The deepest desire in the subconscious was completely dug out, and past memories kept passing by their hearts. When they were young, their parents trained themselves, and before joining the army, their family was

People's proud expressions, for their devotion to the gods, are constantly undergoing various self-abuse training and prayers. They seem to be able to see the newlywed wives at home crying heartbrokenly with their aging parents. Could it be that the endless efforts of the gods and the land from generation to generation are just the fragile holy armor on their bodies? No, never! Things should not be like this. The soldiers who want to abandon everything and seek a trace of vitality have only had time to make the last unwilling roar, and they were completely crushed.

These former devout believers could not understand why the merciful, great, and extremely powerful gods were so cruel and stingy when they were about to be killed. Even if they were not willing to give them any extra protection, they would never know that for gods, believers were just the source of faith, and for the ancient gods of the Olympus, believers were just toys for wanton fun. Just like the dead men of the terrorist organization, this value that requires believers to give their own everything and take the command of the leader as the highest priority was originally a brainwashing method for religion to forcibly twist the soul. The stronger the original belief, the stronger the negative emotions that were born after the values ​​were broken, and the belief that the soldiers completely collapsed was like violent fuel, making the entire blood storm more violent and spread...

The glimmer of light before dawn made the darkness unable to cover up the bloody blood on the ground. Almost all buildings in the city were destroyed in the bloody storm last night. Only the bloody earth mixed with stone debris, weapons and corpses were left in the broken walls.........

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