Chapter Ninety-One: Whose War Game
In a terrifying, dark, empty castle, there was a sudden echo of anger:
"Bastard! Bastard! An immature wolf cub dares to betray the goddess, betray the church, a treacherous person who should be skinned! ”
The believers trembled with fear and allowed the high priest to vent his anger.
No one dared to dissuade him, for the high priest, who had a penchant for skinning, usually liked nothing more than to decorate his castle by peeling a whole skin from a living person at a time.
And those who have been skinned will not die even in a few hourglass hours!
No one wants to be a victim of the wrath of the High Priest, for in every room and corridor in this castle hangs the skins of his former colleagues!
Li En had 700 Blood Soul Knights and 4,000 Pain Monks under his command, but the time had come and only a few hundred people had come.
And all of them were the eyes of the high priest who had planted under him.
No amount of pale explanation can compare to this ironclad fact.
The Lord of Grey Eagle Castle and the master of swordsmanship, Li En, has confirmed the betrayal!
Since a long time ago, none of the believers who dared to betray the evil gods would end well.
However, the time when Li En chose to betray should be just right!
All the hidden forces of the Church have been mobilized and gathered outside Rover.
The High Priest has everything ready and is about to lead the last elite of the church to the convergence.
But I never imagined that such an embarrassing thing would happen at this juncture.
What the hell does Lee Eun want to write again!
To be in such a high position, could you make such a stupid and childish choice just because you don't agree with the high priest?
The high priest didn't understand, and neither did the other believers.
The 'Red Dawn' is about to be ready, and when the city of Rover is captured, the doppelgangers of the goddess will be summoned with the blood sacrifice of all the inhabitants of the city, and the arrogant Prometheus will be given a little color.
As a high-level executive, Li En also knows this secret, but he still ......
After venting fiercely, the high priest ordered with a gloomy face:
"Don't worry about that bastard yet, our mission is to welcome the goddess!"
In other words, was the rebel Lee Eun temporarily spared?
……
"It's long overdue!"
The figure on a white horse enjoys the thrill of being in control, which gives you the illusion of dominating everything.
It's like the person you're going to see next.
He has the confidence that he can win this person full of desire with just a few words of his own, so that he is willing to become a pawn on his chessboard.
Soon, the man on the white horse came to the town of Gray Eagle.
Now the town no longer has the usual tranquility and peace, nor does it have the cheerful atmosphere of the festival.
Believers hid in their homes and prayed for God in all sorts of extreme ways, with a distorted tone of piety and fanaticism.
The man on the white horse looked at it in his heart, but in his heart he was full of contempt.
An evil god is an evil god, and he is always a god who does not enter the stream, and he will only harvest his soul by such inferior and ugly means, and even if he has the upper hand for a while, he will never be able to succeed.
So he just kicked in at the beginning to help him calculate Prometheus and then withdrew.
These hillbillies can't make it happen, and they can't be tied to the same chariot as them.
Soon, the man on the white horse came to the castle of the Grey Eagle.
He looked up at the castle, and his mouth came out faintly:
"Not bad."
The tone was as if he was commenting on his newly purchased villa.
……
Lee Eun sat alone in the living room, flipping through a book called "The Book of Cruelty".
This is the canon of the Crimson Dawn, and most of the ordinances are about the various torture rituals to please the Cruel Daughter.
The master of swordsmanship has turned over it many times, but he has always watched it with relish.
A thick pile of books was placed around him, and all the books in the study had been moved here.
Soon after, a servant came to report:
There is a mysterious man on a white horse who wants to see him.
The other party is already here!
Li En's expressionless command:
"Bring him to me."
Afterwards, Lee ordered the other servants to bring all their books back to the study, leaving only one book on the table called "The Mystery of the Game World".
It didn't take long for a man in a thick cloak to walk into the living room.
He took off his robe, revealing a featureless face with short chestnut hair. He is emaciated and has no weapons or other equipment on his body.
This man always has a lazy and annoying smile on his face, and seems to be always full of confidence.
"Honorable sir, we have finally met."
"Introduce yourself, you can call the contemptible 'gold player'."
Li En's expression remained unchanged, and his tone was still cold:
"Mr. Gold Medal Player, please give me a reason why I won't kill you."
The gold medal player still has a smile on his face.
After casually glancing at the books on the table, he waved his hand and smiled:
"There's no hurry, let me see the dragonborn first."
Li En's tone was still cold and blunt:
"Please explain first."
His hand was already on the hilt of the sword at his waist, ready to be drawn at any moment.
Seeing this, the gold medal player spread his hands and showed a helpless smile:
"Well, prudent sir."
……
While this side was going on, the gold player's animal companion, the Iron Wing Giant Eagle, finally fell from the clouds.
Standing at the top of the tallest tower of Fort Greyeagle, there seemed to be an indescribable arrogance in his expression.
It is a transcendent creature with [High Wild Intelligence], which can communicate in a lingua franca, and its voice has a sonorous sound like a steel strike.
The Ironwing Eagle is about the size of a juvenile steppe mammoth, and its pair of talons can grab a wild horse and fly high into the air, as well as crush rock and steel with its claws.
But the learned know that the most terrifying thing about the Iron Winged Eagle is not the claws, but the pair of iron wings that stretch nearly 14 meters.
For giant eagles, wings are not only the limbs used to fly, but also the most feared part of attack.
Falling from hundreds of thousands of meters in the air, the wings can easily smash a small mountain.
It is also possible to tear apart an entire formation in an army of 1,000 men.
As its name suggests, it's a pair of wings that can chop jade and crush gold!
The haughty-looking giant eagle didn't know that in the hidden compartments of the other towers, countless dragon hunting ballistae purchased from the dwarves had already turned their heads at him.
The sound of the strings breaking through the air is striking!
Crossbow arrows of 3 or 4 meters long flew out, and by the time the giant eagle sensed the danger, it was too late.
Under the piercing of the crossbow arrow, the giant eagle was pierced into a sieve on the spot.
The arrows were coated with poison that could paralyze even a wyvern, and the eagle fell into a near-death coma the moment it struck.
There was a sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, and several monks of pain stepped forward and watched the giant eagle leave.
It was a perfect ambush, but even more perfect, it was fatal but not fatal.
Throughout, the Eagle was half-dead as it had been in the plan, and the sudden occurrence of the ambush prevented the Eagle from sending a signal to his companion.