Chapter one hundred and eighty sixth sacrifice to heaven
The Principal of Ansebo is located on a prominent peninsula in the middle of the mainland, separated from the land by a strait of seventy or eighty meters wide. Its connection with the mainland is mainly based on ships, which leads to its relatively developed shipbuilding industry. With underdeveloped navigation, the Principal of Ansebo can barely be called the overlord on the eastern ocean.
Because the straits are separated, the connection between Ansebo and mainland countries is not close, and the customs, folk beliefs, etc. are completely different from that of the mainland. It is also the only country that has not sent a delegation to Motiedi to visit the exercises.
The total population of the Principal of Ansebo country is 600,000, and there are 30,000 permanent troops, most of which are naval. If the fishing boats are carrying sails and fishing boats in normal times, the fleets participating in the war during war can be called naval.
Of course, such maritime power is enough to deal with the enemy's cross-sea combat and maintain the stability of the ocean surface. Anyway, countries on land do not have the ability to attack it, which leads to its somewhat self-inflation and self-enclosure.
On an altar next to the dock, fully armed soldiers escorted the tightly tied lichs and undead one by one, and sent them to the altar one by one. Around them were the priests of light in white robes.
The Church of Light on the mainland has been operating in secludedly. Only on the islands far away from the land can you see the priests appearing openly.
Li Nader was escorted over with a disheveled face, and he didn't have the demeanor he had when he persuaded Margaret, and he cursed:
"You idiots, Your Majesty the King of Steel Bone will avenge us. Our experience today is your fate tomorrow, and it will definitely be even more painful, because Your Majesty will pull out your souls and be burned by the flames for generations, and will never stop!"
Relying on the fact that the Light Church did not abuse its soul, Li Nader also took his time. Anyway, he knew that it would be impossible to survive if it fell into the hands of the Light Church.
A black-robed priest and a secular official stood beside the altar. The two looked cold and looked disdainful of Li Nad's words. The secular officials even sarcastically said: "A harder frame of bones can be called "Carbone and iron bones. Even if Carbone is here today, it will end up like you."
The words of secular officials shocked Li Nader and his mouth fell off. There were such ignorant officials in the world? The King of Steel Bones was just a harder frame of bones?
There is a huge gap in cognition between the two sides, and Li Nader has a feeling that he doesn't know where to start refuting, just like discussing the end of the sea with a person who thinks the earth is round, and he has no idea how to talk.
The remarks of the secular officials made the black-robed priest beside him unable to help but look at him invisibly, with a satisfied smile on his face. These were the children they educated.
After a while, Li Nader had to say: "Your words made me speechless and I have the courage to say your name."
"My name is Bailancha. You dirty dead people, remember this name. Today, you are waiting for the people who sacrifice to heaven. Bailancha is the devout believer in the light!" Bailancha said excitedly, afraid that others will not be able to hear clearly.
It is rare to have such a large-scale sacrifice to heaven. It is rare that no one of his colleagues who usually want to break the head with credit. How could Bailancha take the opportunity to promote his name? If his name is "Shangda Tianting" and is remembered by God and shelter him, he will be developed.
Even if you don’t get God’s protection, the top leaders of the church will definitely take care of him. In the future, you will be promoted and raised to marry a saint, and your journey to the peak of your life will definitely be smooth.
For all this, it was too cost-effective to burn hundreds of dirty undeads. Bailancha waved his hand and said, "Go up."
A dead spirit tied tightly by the holy chain was pushed onto the altar. The dead spirits were invisible and intangible. It required special methods to bind them. The holy chain was the best shackle to restrain the dead.
But the holy chains consume energy and must be maintained by the priest. To be safe, burn the undead first.
The sacred chains tied up the dead who could not even speak, watching him push to the altar, and the sacred light rose several feet high, swallowing him like flames.
He couldn't even scream, and a dead soul completely dissipated.
Li Nader was heartbroken and regretful, the undead, the undead creatures born with wisdom are hundreds of times more rare than the lich. The Dead Guild has only protected more than a dozen undead after so many years, and now one has disappeared.
Regret is instinct, but when he thinks that he will end up the same thing after waiting, Li Nader has no time to feel regretful, his eyes are turning around to see if he has the chance to escape.
But obviously, there was no black robe priest who had never spoken. The attention of him was always on his body, and the ropes on his body were tied tightly, surrounded by tight guards, and the possibility of escaping was almost zero.
Most of the lichs he brought were born by chance. They were just ordinary people during their lifetime. After becoming immortals, they had no special abilities except living longer than ordinary people, otherwise they would not be stopped.
If hundreds of lichs were all magicians, they could still rush out even if they could not defeat the naval battle.
After observing the left and right several times, Li Nad gave up. Bailancha noticed his situation, said a few words to the black-robed priest, and then walked over.
"How is it? Want to find an opportunity to escape?" Bailancha bent down and showed a very beating smile: "Since you are so restless, let's take you on your way first."
With a wave of his hand, the two priests came over to lift Li Nad.
Bailancha continued: "I ran into a few hundred people and was burned to worship the sky. Do you feel guilty? Do you feel sad? You kill them. You are not good at being a good person and have to be a dead person. This is the end, this is fate. None of you dirty living dead people can escape."
Lee Nader turned around and looked at him deeply. The calmness in his eyes made Bai Lancha feel trembling. Why did he think differently from himself? Shouldn’t he panic? Shouldn’t he cry?
Bai Lancha, who wanted to use vicious words but defeat the other party's psychology, was a little panicked at this moment.
Li Nader smiled slightly: "Little boy, I don't know what kind of information you have received, but the cruelty of the world is far beyond your imagination. What you do today will lay the root of disaster for your tomorrow. Believe me, the King of Cylinder will not let you die so easily."
It was so hot that Li Nader ignited a blazing soul flame, ready to burn his own soul.
Bailancha was frightened and took a few steps back. A figure suddenly flew past him. It was the black-robed priest. The black-robed priest slapped Li Nad's body with a palm, pressing back all the soul flames that rose up on him.
Bailancha sighed and was about to say something when a loud voice suddenly came from the sky: "No need to tomorrow, today, I can make him unable to survive or die."
Chapter completed!