Doomsday Rise

In the dim church, the old man hanging on the cross closed his eyes and seemed to be asleep. The man kneeling below did not dare to urge him, but waited quietly.

The sound insulation effect of the church is very good, but the man has a deep cultivation, he can hear the fighting and screams on the street, and he believes that the bishop can also hear it. He didn't know what the bishop was thinking, but he believed that no matter what choice the bishop made, it would be correct and there would be no mistakes.

"Black-robed monk, how many people are in the church?" After half an hour, just when the man thought the bishop would not make a decision, the bishop suddenly spoke.

"There are 132 people!" The man immediately calmed down. He spent most of his time guarding the bishop, but he knew everything about the church, big and small.

"Where's the white-robed monk?" the bishop asked again.

"28 people." The man replied, whether it is a white robe or a black robe, they all have their own missions. The Mayan Empire looks peaceful, but in fact, there is an undercurrent. The church also has enemies, black robe monks and white robe monks It is to deal with these things and protect the safety of the church.

In the hearts of ordinary people, there is only one church, but where there is sunshine, there will be shadows. In the churches of the Mayan Empire, many congregants died every year. The church will not announce these things.

"Let the monk in black go." The bishop said.

"...Yes! All of them?" the man asked in a low voice.

"Why?" The bishop saw the man's hesitation.

"There are three people who have reached the critical stage of promotion!" The man said, the difference between the black-robed monk and the white-robed monk is a word, but the strength is very different.

The black-robed monks go up one level to the white-robed monks, but many black-robed monks spend their entire lives, but they can't break through. They are black-robed monks all their lives.

"These three people can stay." The bishop seldom changed his mind, but he was very tolerant of those who had the potential to grow.

"Yes!" The man stood up.

"Wait—" the bishop said.

The man quickly backed away again, with an extremely respectful attitude.

"If Gandalf Russell continues to send people, you will also hand over the white-robed monk." The bishop said.

"Yes!" The man understood what the bishop meant.

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When Liu Wei'an returned to the battlefield, he happened to see more than a hundred evolutionaries in black robes rushing into the crowd of zombies. All of them were holding scimitars. The blades were blood red and stained with the same red liquid as the arrows.

With a flash of the knife, the ogre's head flew up more than ten meters, turned around a dozen times and fell to the ground, opened and closed its mouth a few times, and it was silent.

swish—

The evolutionary and the ghoul brushed past each other, and the evolutionary continued to kill other zombies, while the ghoul suddenly remained silent. A few seconds later, a bloodstain appeared on the ghoul's neck, and with a slap, its head fell to the ground. It turned out to have been cut off.

A blinding knife light flashed, the arms and legs of the hatred were all broken, and the heavy body of the hatred fell to the ground. He didn't die, but he couldn't hurt anyone anymore. There was a hole in the ground.

…

These black-clothed men entered the crowd of zombies, as if they had entered no one's land. Wherever they went, the zombies were either dead, or their hands and feet were cut off, and they fell to the ground like human pigs.

Seeing the appearance of the man in black, the morale of the ancient moon city was greatly boosted, the expression of fear became excited, and they rushed forward screaming, forgetting death all of a sudden.

"Who are they?" Liu Weian asked.

"Black-robed monk!" The Northwest lame wolf heard the voice, only to realize that Liu Weian was by his side.

"People from the church?" Liu Wei'an asked, he felt a strong sense of faith from the black-robed monk.

"Yes, they are the executioners of the church. If the church wants to kill or eliminate someone, it will send black-robed monks to take action." Northwest Lame Wolf looked at the black-robed monk, obviously a little unnatural.

The Can wolf mercenary group had dealt with black-robed monks before. When the Can wolf mercenary group first came to the ancient city of the moon, they were quite arrogant and wanted to dominate the ancient city of the moon. Then, the black-robed monks made a move and a big battle , ended with the Surrender Wolf Mercenary Corps surrendering with more than half of their casualties. In that battle, the regiment leader was injured.

Afterwards, the Canwolf Mercenary Corps was also attacked and killed by black-robed monks from time to time. Members of the Canwolf Mercenary Corps can do bad things, but not too much. If public anger is aroused, the black-robed monks will take action. With the existence of this knife, the Canlang Mercenary Group can live in peace with other people.

The Northwest Lame Wolf encountered a crisis and was besieged by the black-robed monk. If it wasn't for luck, a demon zombie passed by and distracted the black-robed monk's attention. He would not be the Northwest Lame Wolf, but the Northwest Dead Wolf.

"Why are there so many masters in the church?" Liu Wei'an's eyes were so sharp that he could tell at a glance that the monks in black robes were all at the gold level.

These black-robed monks have uniform strength, similar skills and means, giving people the impression that they are produced on an assembly line, which is incredible, and it is not bread production. Strength is something that cannot be replicated and mass-produced. However, The people in front of him gave him such a feeling.

"This is a mystery. Before the apocalypse, there were many powerful figures in the church, but not so many. After the apocalypse, a large number of monks in black robes suddenly appeared. No one understands what happened." Northwest Lame Wolf said.

"Is there a master teaching skills?" Liu Weian thought of establishing a sect, but after thinking about it carefully, it was impossible. He often communicated with the head of Yang and knew that martial arts requires not only famous teachers and hard work, but also Talent does not mean that one will be able to learn good skills by worshiping a good teacher, nor does it mean that as long as one is diligent, everyone can become a talent. Famous teachers, hard work and talent are all indispensable.

It is easy for one or two people to gather three conditions, ten or eight is also possible, and even ten or twenty, there is such a probability, but there are more than one hundred in one breath, he does not believe it.

An ancient city on the moon cannot breed so many geniuses.

"Is the black-robed monk very loyal to the church?" Liu Wei'an asked.

"So far, I haven't heard of any monks in black robes betraying the church." Northwest Lame Wolf replied.

The black-robed monks are uniformly dressed, their moves are almost the same, and even their expressions are surprisingly similar, with a stern face and indifferent eyes. If you only look at one person, you will feel cool, but a group of people are like this, which makes people feel a sense of disobedience , just like watching Hollywood blockbusters, they are all procedurally generated things, not human beings.

Liu Wei'an scanned Gandalf Russell. This person's mind was still a little wandering. He didn't even mention such important information. If it wasn't for the zombies that just happened to appear, he had an idea and came up with a way to lure the snake out of the hole. Then he had already broken into the church, and suddenly met so many gold-level masters, even he was in a hurry.

"The bishop has sent people to support us. Don't be afraid. The bishop has been praying for us silently behind his back. The true God is with us. As long as we persevere to the end, we will be able to eliminate the zombies. The victory belongs to us." Gandalf Russell's voice spread throughout the ancient city of Half Moon.

Liu Wei'an somewhat understands that Gandalf Russell has been able to preside over the Ancient Moon City for so long. An ordinary person would definitely take the credit into his arms, but Gandalf Russell did not do this. He gave all the credit to the church.

The black-robed monk was like a fresh blood, which greatly stimulated the morale of the evolutionists and killed a wave of zombies. However, after a long time, the evolutionaries consumed a lot of energy, and the energy of the zombies was endless. The strength can never be used up, although no one can figure out what the reason is, but even if it is figured out, there is no way to reason with the zombies.

The physical strength of the evolutionaries dropped significantly, and the balance was slowly equalized by the zombies. If it was just like this, with the black-robed monks around, they could still hold on for a long time. However, at this moment, Gandalf Russell was injured. He is the lord of the city, and he is also the most powerful person present. He fought against the golden zombies alone, making it impossible for the golden zombies to kill. But now, he was injured, and the golden zombies rushed past and killed the black-robed monks.

The extremely sharp nails passed by, and two heads flew up, that was death. The expression of the black-robed monk was still indifferent, as if they had no other emotions except indifference.

The golden zombie turned a blind eye to the black-robed monk's scimitar, and suddenly approached him. The black-robed monk wanted to back off, how could there be time? As soon as the body tightened, he had already been caught, and then his neck became cold, and the aorta had been bitten by the golden zombie. The blood flowed like a tide, and the strength of the whole body also flowed like a tide, and with it, there was still life.

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I didn't see the golden zombie make a move at all. There was already a steaming heart in his hand. The machete of the black-robed monk next to him was raised above his head, but he couldn't cut it down. He fell slowly, with a hole in his chest, gurgling. Blood was pouring out, and the smell of blood stimulated the excitement of the nearby zombies.

Many attacks of the golden zombies are against physics, especially the horizontal movement, which is as fast as lightning. Many evolutionaries have suffered from this aspect. Normally speaking, power is conserved. If you want to move forward, there must be a backward force. The force of action, manifested in human beings, is that the knee joint is bent, with the retreat as the support point, and the power is explosive.

The golden zombie doesn't need it. Its feet don't bend and are straight and stiff from beginning to end, but it can move horizontally, as if someone is pulling them with a rope.

Within a few breaths, more than 30 black-robed monks had already died of blood. The scimitar of the black-robed monk slashed at the golden zombie, leaving a shallow mark. It couldn't cut through the golden zombie's body like it did when dealing with ogres and ghouls.

It can be seen from this that the red liquid smeared on the scimitar is not a panacea. It is effective against low-level zombies, but its effect is limited against top-level zombies such as golden zombies.

The battle was still going on, and the black-robed monks went forward one after another. Soon, the casualty rate exceeded half. According to ordinary people's psychology, if the death rate is so high, they will definitely feel fear and fear, and then hesitate to retreat, but the black-robed monks do not have such a situation. Psychologically, they have firm eyes, indifferent expressions, and no hesitation.

"Dead man!" Liu Weian thought of this kind of person, as long as they can complete the task, they don't care about sacrifice. Another point is that the black-robed monks are very quiet. When attacking, they will not shout to intimidate the target. Before dying, they will not scream. It gives people the feeling that they are quiet from birth to death.

Gandalf Russell was leading the golden zombie to the black-robed monks, and hid aside to bandage the wound. It seemed that the injury was not serious. Liu Wei'an could tell at a glance that what he suffered was only flesh wounds, and the blood in his mouth , I forced it out by myself.

There are more and more corpses on the ground, most of them are human corpses, and there are relatively few corpses of zombies, but there are quite a lot of zombies with missing arms and legs.

Liu Wei'an found another very interesting place. The Ancient Moon City also has a logistics force for collecting corpses, but they don't collect the corpses of their own people, nor the corpses of zombies, but the zombies that are alive, that is, lacking arms. The legged zombies, tied with ropes, quickly left the battlefield.

A small part of these support staff are low-level evolutionists, and a large part are ordinary people. It has to be said that they are quite courageous.

"Where did they get the zombies?" Liu Wei'an asked.

"Church." The Northwest Lame Wolf replied, "Send the zombies to the church, not only can you get paid, but you can also get the blessing of the true God."

"Which aspect is protection worth?" Liu Wei'an asked.

"...Spirit!" Northwest Lame Wolf replied.

When only forty or so of the more than one hundred black-robed monks remained, another group of people rushed out on the street. The eyes are similar, the only difference is the aura, the aura of the white-robed man is much stronger.

"White-robed monk!" The northwest lame wolf was taken aback, "There are so many!"

"Huh?" Liu Wei'an looked at him.

"As far as I know, the number of white-robed monks in each city is between 10-12. Because the Moon Ancient City is relatively large, there are a few more people, and the number is maintained at around 15-16. This has been the case in recent years." Northwest Lame Wolf Road.

"28 people, almost doubled." Liu Wei'an said.

"The church has regulations. The number of white-robed monks cannot exceed 20. If it exceeds, it is a violation of the teaching, unless..." Northwest Lame Wolf suddenly thought of a certain possibility, and his face turned ugly instantly.

"Unless what?" Liu Weian stared at him closely.

"Unless the bishop breaks through, there will be no limit to the number of white-robed monks." Northwest Lame Wolf said.

"What does breakthrough mean? What is breakthrough? Force value or something else?" Liu Wei'an asked in detail.

"I don't know, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com I'm not qualified to join the church. I don't understand many things about the church. It's just hearsay. The bishop after the breakthrough is very powerful. As for how powerful it is, there is no clear statement. " Northwest Lame Wolf said.

"There are so many surprises. It seems that this cardinal is not simple. He should have seen through Gandalf Russell's mind. From the black robe to the white robe, then he probably doesn't want to show up. The white robe What is above it?" Liu Wei'an asked.

"There are two temple knights in the church, but one of them has been patrolling outside for a long time. Generally, there is only one person stationed in the church." Northwest Lame Wolf replied.

"Temple Knight, do you have a horse?" Liu Wei'an asked abruptly.

"... Yes!" The Northwest Lame Wolf almost didn't realize it.

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