Although the lizardmen civilians are controlled by blood magic, they are not afraid of death, and there are many of them, but their combat effectiveness is far from that of soldiers.And the lizardmen didn't have the luxury of armoring and swords for these civilians.So after receiving the order to retreat, it didn't take much time for the troll to get rid of the initial panic.Although the sword was not allowed to be unsheathed, even in hand-to-hand combat, it quickly stabilized the formation and methodically withdrew from the sea of civilians.But at this moment, a blood-red light rose from the front of the lizard army.Although it is separated by a long distance, it is still gorgeous and dazzling when viewed from the perspective of Luo Songxi.The Great Elder came to his senses again from a trembling stupe."
That blood-colored light, the spirit of the holy mountain said, it should be that the lizardmen saw the sacrifice of our attack on the rear array, and they were afraid of variables, so they activated the 'Psychic Ceremony' in advance!""
How long will it take for the 'Psychic Ceremony' to finally take effect?"
Luo Songxi asked."
The ritual and chanting of the 'Psychic Ceremony' are extremely complicated, and it takes about twenty-four hours for it to take effect.So the Spirit of the Holy Mountain said that we still have time, and although we can't incite these civilians to get out of control, we can kill these sacrifices as much as we can within twenty-four hours."
As long as 100,000 people are killed, and the 'Psychic Ceremony' is launched in a hurry, the preparations are not very complete, and the power of its amplified seismic technique may not be able to bury the Golden Dome of the Holy Mountain."
Luo Songxi took a deep breath.This plan, he had already thought of before the Spirit of the Holy Mountain.Hundreds of thousands of civilians, although lined up in a vast sea of people with no eye to see, but they are too dense, too crowded, and in the night when many people can't see, he only needs to command the trolls to rush and kill repeatedly, causing large-scale chaos and stampede in the crowd, and fighting out the more than 8,000 people under his command, to kill hundreds of thousands of civilians, it may be achievable.But he resolutely abandoned this practice, and even ordered the trolls not to unsheath their knives.He thought of the numb and desperate faces of the civilians who had been coerced by the Imperials to use as cannon fodder when he was in the Zaun region.Even if his heart has hardened a lot, even if he has become accustomed to life and death on the battlefield, he still has his own bottom line.The consciousness of the ancestor in the holy mountain has seen the changes of this plane for 30,000 years, and he may be able to take all things as a dog, but he can't.Luo Songxi shook his head and said to the Great Elder, "They are not sacrifices, they are civilians. ”The Great Elder was a little at a loss, it was the first time he had encountered a situation where the Spirit of the Holy Mountain and Luo Songxi had different opinions.But when he watched Luo Songxi dressed in the image of the troll ancestor Gao Wen, and ordered the retreat again in an irrefutable tone, he finally silently took the order and bravely moved forward.In the darkness of the night, an elite of bloody lizardmen arrived.But before the lizardmen's regular army could form a circle, the trolls broke through the civilian blockade and retreated into the vast rainforest.………… Counting the losses, the casualties were very few, but more than 1,000 people were knocked or scuffled in the hands of the lizardmen civilians, and their bones were broken, and they lost their combat effectiveness.And in the dense forest, the trolls could still see another blood-colored light rising, dazzling.The Great Elder told Luo Songxi that the blood-colored light rose every two hours.This is the second way, and ten more such rays of light will rise, and the "Psychic Ceremony" will officially begin."
What now?"
The Great Elder asked Luo Songxi.There are three ways to interrupt the 'Spiritual Ceremony': destroying the altar, blocking the medium, and interrupting the prayer.They were supposed to let go of the lizardfolk civilians as sacrifices, which naturally blocked the medium of sacrifice.Now that this path has been vetoed by Luo Songxi, naturally there is only one way to find the altar and the priest and destroy it.The altar and the priest must be together, the problem is that they are both in the middle of the lizard army, no matter how brave the trolls are, to rush back to the middle of the lizard army, it may take more than twenty hours on the road.Luo Songxi sat calmly on the ground, he didn't immediately answer the Great Elder's question, but felt the power of punishment that had been lost and regained, surging repeatedly in his body.His retributive power had roughly recovered by about sixty percent, returning to the level he had at when he had just broken through to the Golden Rank.But after the power of punishment was lost and regained, he seemed to have a lot of enlightenment in the realm of laws, and faintly had the inspiration to break through to the Sacred Realm level.His way is the way of freedom, every wisp of punishment in his body, but with the joy of freedom.It stands to reason that freedom should be completely unconstrained, but after what he has experienced, he knows that there is no absolute freedom in this world.Freedom needs strength to protect, bottom line to uphold, and responsibility to carry it......
It's just that where is the balance between this, if he can find the balance in this, maybe he will be able to break through to the Sanctuary level.He still needs to explore, he needs to verify.He stood up and comforted the Great Elder, "Don't worry, I have a way. ”"Pass my orders," he said, turning to Suya, "the whole army is resting on the spot, and no action shall be carried out during my absence." ”"Where are you going?"
Su Ya blurted out."
I ......
Go and come. ”………… In the lush rainforest, Luo Song Creek travels like an arrow.The power of punishment flowed, and he was already very familiar with the footwork of stepping on the stars, and the power of the wind element wrapped around his whole body.He hadn't run like this in a long time.It was the uninhibited nature of his youth.After the war between the Federation and the Empire began, he carried a lot of heavy things on his back.Later, when he understood Lin Xiaoman's identity intentions, he unloaded all these heavy things, but he could never return to this uninhibited state of mind back then.He was undoubtedly growing, but in the process, he seemed to lose something.That could be......
Sheer.Everything must be carefully calculated, and every detail must be scrutinized to ensure that nothing goes wrong.I am afraid that if the slightest possibility is not calculated, it will cause irreparable losses.But in this world, what is foolproof?
It's like he's been so ingenious, but in the end he's been beaten out by the lizardmen civilians he wants to save.Then just forget all the calculations.The problem of the Holy Mountain still needs to be solved, how to solve it?
There was only a rough plan, and the phrase "I'll come when I go".He had been running all night, and the blood-colored light had risen for the fourth time.However, the morning glow had already blurred the sky, and the blood-colored light was already a little dim in front of the rising sun.He used to be the boy who liked to run the most.Now he's getting back to that feeling.Surrounded by a rolling rainforest, countless birds wake up in the morning to sing joyfully.But he sounded the wind-swept and sandy western wasteland, and the touch of the morning sun was still there, and the boy who ran alone towards the morning sun was still the same.If you don't have a plan, you will be alone, run out of a plan, and kill a plan.The blood-colored light rose for the fourth time, and the fourth time was already in front of Luo Songxi.