Start as a Temple Spirit

Chapter 409 Repent and Kill the Enemy

"What's wrong?" The old patriarch held her in his arms and asked lovingly.

"The second brother went into seclusion and left all the temple matters to me." Xiaoli pouted her pink lips, her face full of indignation.

Xiaocao's retreat was delayed again and again until he finished reporting everything just now. He could no longer suppress the urge to break through, so he hurriedly handed over the temple matters to Xiaoli and ran off to retreat.

Shang Liangshan couldn't help but roll his eyes at her. The clever little girl said, "Leave the temple matters to Heizi."

"Hehe, the master is so nice. I'll go find the boss now." The little fox ran away with a smile.

"What a smart little girl." The old patriarch smiled kindly.

This is an interesting little episode, which makes the upcoming toasting more lively.

Heizi was depressed, as he wanted to play in Forgotten Town for a few more days, but he had to rush to the temple to convey orders and prepare for war.

It was late at night and as midnight approached, the militiamen standing on the village wall preparing for battle involuntarily tightened their weapons, gazing at the roaring and gathering tide of ghost beasts in the distance.

The war is coming!

When midnight arrived, the full moon was covered by thick dark clouds, and the sky and the earth fell into darkness.

The cold wind raged, as if the god of death was watching in the dark, bringing endless fear and anxiety.

Suddenly, low roars were heard in the distance. It was tens of thousands of ferocious ghost beasts rushing across the rivers, through the mountains and forests, rushing towards Zhaoniexin Town.

Although the residents of the new town were mentally prepared, they were still shocked by this sudden change.

They looked at the inky black night sky outside the village in horror, as if the god of death had already arrived.

The defenders on the village wall were nervously preparing for battle. They held their weapons tightly in their hands and stared firmly into the distance at the army of ghost beasts that was getting closer and closer.

The ghost beasts roared and brandished their sharp claws and fangs.

Their eyes flashed with a dark green light, revealing endless wildness and cruelty.

They surged in like a tide, surrounding the entire Zhaoniexin Town, as if they were going to swallow up this small city.

The defenders fought bravely, using bows and arrows, slingstones, kerosene and other weapons to engage in a desperate battle with the monsters.

Arrows rained down on the ghost beasts, some pierced directly through their bodies, while others were bounced off by their scales.

The stones hit the heads and abdomen of the ghost beasts like cannonballs, making them fall to the ground howling in pain.

The kerosene ignited the hair and flesh of the ghost beasts, causing them to struggle in the flames and let out miserable screams.

However, the number of ghost beasts was too large, and they kept coming in an endless stream, as if there was no end.

Even though the army and civilians joined forces to defend, some ghost beasts broke through the defenders' line of defense, rushed into the upper wall of the village, and were about to launch a bloody massacre.

At this critical moment, a mysterious force suddenly awakened.

The dark purple flames roared in and transformed into mighty spiritual guards.

They were dressed in dark purple soft armor, holding shields and spears, like judges from the divine world.

Their appearance rekindled hope among the soldiers and civilians who had been in despair.

The attacks of the spirit guards were extremely fierce. Their spears flashed like lightning, and each time they swung their spears like dragons, they could take the lives of several ghost beasts.

Their shields were like an impenetrable fortress, rendering the attacks of the ghost beasts ineffective.

Under the leadership of the spirit guards, the army and civilians regained their spirits. They fought side by side with the spirit guards and repelled the ghost beasts one by one.

At the same time, a number of Yellow Spirit Guards appeared on the village wall.

They were dressed in golden armor, holding golden swords, and wearing golden robes, like gods descended to earth.

Their appearance shocked and awed everyone.

With their unstoppable presence, they blocked the attacks of the ghost beasts and assisted the guards in stabilizing the defense line.

With the help of Lingwei and Huang Lingwei, the soldiers and civilians of Zhaoniexin Town finally stabilized their position.

They fought side by side, repelled the ghost beasts one by one, and defended the village wall.

Such scenes also occurred in other temples.

Ten temples and new towns, ten battlefields, blood-stained and fierce fighting.

The most direct consequence is that believers are led into the temple one by one, and the ungodly fight to the death and get the final redemption.

Shang Liangshan made an exception and allowed the Mountain and River Seal to bring them here, but he erased their ungodly memories.

This is what he meant by people having a grateful heart.

Time passed in the fight.

"Kill!" When the battle reached its climax, the soldiers and civilians on the village wall roared continuously, and forcibly suppressed the tide of ghost beasts that were about to pounce on the village wall.

"I beg Lord Shen Yu to send Lord Lingwei to help." In front of the temple, Zhao Lei kowtowed and begged to Heizi on the roof.

"Haha, if I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have done it in the first place!" Heizi said in a condescending manner.

Its heart is much crueler than that of its master, which is why all the ungodly died in battle.

"Lord Shen Yu, all the ungodly have died in battle. Believers should be alert and repent for killing the enemy. I beg for forgiveness from my God."

"Haha, in a quarter of an hour, the Lingwei and Huang Lingwei will provide limited assistance in defense." Heizi disappeared on the spot before he finished speaking, and went to other temple new towns through the temple's void passage.

At the same time, Xiao La also brought his elven people to the void passage of the temple to save the lives of the seriously injured.

Those who should be punished have been punished, and those who should be vigilant have been vigilant. It is time for the temple soldiers and civilians to experience the grace of God.

It has to be said that the soldiers and civilians of the temple, who had experienced bloody battles over the years, were all quite strong. With the limited assistance of the Lingwei and Huang Lingwei, they managed to hold out until dawn under the attack of tens of thousands of ghost beasts, allowing the tide of ghost beasts to recede.

After fierce fighting, the soldiers of Zhaoniexin Town finally ushered in the dawn of victory.

They stood on the village wall, looking at the devastated battlefield below, their hearts filled with joy and pride.

"Victory!" a soldier shouted loudly, waving the long sword in his hand.

His voice echoed in the quiet morning light and spread throughout the entire Zhaoniexin Town.

The soldiers responded to his call one after another, they raised their arms and shouted, and their cheers resounded through the sky.

Under the village wall, corpses of ghost beasts were piled up and black blood was flowing.

These once terrifying creatures have now become defeated enemies under the feet of the warriors.

Their blood dyed the earth black, and also dyed the warriors' leather armor and weapons black.

The military and civilians cheered, hugged and celebrated this hard-earned victory.

Tears sparkled in their eyes because they knew that this victory was won with their blood and lives.

At the same time, their belief in the God of Reincarnation reached a new level, and they were grateful for the protection of Lingwei and Huang Lingwei.

The Forgotten Land is peaceful and calm. If it weren't for the occasional groans and the faint smell of blood floating in the wind, it would be like a paradise.

"Stop, where are you going?" An old lady who was washing bloody gauze on the river bank at the edge of the bamboo shed asked a group of men wearing gauze, supporting each other, and sneaking towards the forest.