One by one, the cities of the Kebman Lang fell, and wherever the evil god passed, all the creatures were either turned into flesh and blood to be eaten by him, or turned into dried corpses.

And the route of the evil god has always been to the royal city of the Kingdom of the Kebman Lang.

However, humans are also very responsive.

Soon emptied the population of the city in the path of the evil gods. Of course, there are still a few people in every city who are not afraid of death, or who are waiting for death and are unwilling to go, and this is only a minority.

There were fewer and fewer people who 'ate' the evil god, and his expression became more and more irritable.

Later, the army of the Kbman Lang arrived, and at the same time, the temporary legion of the mercenary union was blocked in front of the evil gods.

If the evil god eats ordinary human beings, it is as simple as sucking tofu, then when encountering the regular army, it feels like he is eating a hard nest head, and he can eat it, and he can chew his mouth very hard, and it is very difficult to 'bite'.

And the mercenaries with a little strength are like the kind of gluten that has been boiled and dried, hard and tough, and it is very uncomfortable to bite. On top of that, these two 'foods' will rebel.

Although the sarcoma tubes that 'grow' out of his body can also suck some regular troops and weak mercenaries, which is quite a big supplement, the problem is that he has more sarcoma tubes cut off, and it is almost in a state where the gains outweigh the losses.

And as the mercenaries gather more and more, the evil god is getting lower and lower.

Just when the mercenaries felt that they were going to win, thousands of black-robed people came out. Half of them volunteered to sacrifice their flesh and blood to the evil gods, while the other half launched suicide attacks on the mercenaries.

The flesh and blood of the explosion are strangely corrosive, and most importantly, those who are contaminated with flesh and blood will be cursed, black stripes will appear on their bodies, and they will lose their combat effectiveness, and the mercenaries with stronger strength and vitality can carry it down and survive the curse period of two to three days.

If the strength is not strong, it will directly become a dry corpse.

With new, extremely high-quality flesh and blood, the strength of the evil god became stronger again, and with those black-robed believers who were not afraid of death, the evil god fought all the way to the King of Kebmanlang.

Although the royal family and most of the citizens of the royal city have long since evacuated, the fall of a national symbol into the control of an evil god still caused a huge sensation in the entire human world.

After that, many neighboring countries sent troops to enter the country of Kebmanlang to help encircle and suppress the evil gods, but the effect was not great.

There were more and more black-robed believers around the evil god, and they didn't know where they came from, and the scope of control also spread from the royal city to other surrounding cities.

The human alliance is retreating one after another, and even with the full support of the mercenary union, it is still unable to compete with the army of evil gods.

Only the Eastern Front barely blocked the attack of the army of black-robed believers of the evil god. On the Eastern Front was a small combined army of the Cult of Waukin, the Cult of the Water God, and the Mercenary Guild.

Although the number of people is not large, the Cult of the Water God's magic has an additional lethal effect on the cult of evil gods.

And the ability of the Priest of the Water God Cult to lift the curse is quite good.

In addition, this team was armed to the teeth by the Vorgin Cult. The mercenaries and the berserk priests of the Water God Cult wore almost all lightly enchanted gear, and all of them were lightly enchanted weapons.

Such an expense can organize an army of 100,000 people. But when it was replaced with magical equipment, only about 8,000 people were armed.

Although the human alliance this time is not the real strength of the human world, there are nearly a million soldiers participating in the battle, and dozens of lords personally led troops to the battlefield.

But it still can't stop the evil god.

Over the past three months, at least 300,000 soldiers have been killed and millions more have died or gone missing.

It sounds like a lot, but in essence, it's far worse than the last five-colored dragon disaster.

Now the whole human world is surprised, but still optimistic.

But Beta doesn't see it that way.

"The five-colored dragon is a foreign race. No matter how powerful they are, they will not recruit humans to fight as their subordinates. Beta sat in the study and said to Shirley, "The most important thing is that this evil god can transform a large number of evil believers. We humans are not afraid of the invasion of foreign races, which only unites us. But what I am most afraid of is infighting. ”

Shirley was a little puzzled: "That's an evil god, it shouldn't be considered infighting." ”

"Evil gods are also a product of our human negative emotions." Beta said his opinion: "He can now be a believer in us humans, and he should also have the ability to turn ordinary humans into believers in evil gods. In essence, it is the infighting of our human beings. ”

Shirley nodded: "That's true. ”

"How's the small coalition we've sent out?" Beta asked.

"For the time being, the offensive on the Eastern Front has been stabilized, but we have also had some minor casualties." Shirley said, "Most of the dead were mercenaries, and we and the priests of the Water God Cult suffered fewer casualties. ”

This is quite normal, and most of the priests are in the rear to assist. Moreover, the mercenaries' concept of life and death is also smaller than that of ordinary people, and their casualties on the front line will naturally be greater.

"Remember to count the names of the dead mercenaries and priests, and give out the promised pensions after the war." Beta thought for a moment and said, "If the evil god's attack is too fierce and starts to cause a lot of casualties, remember to withdraw the soldiers. ”

Shirley nodded, jotted down Beta's words, and then she suddenly said, "You don't seem to be very happy?" ”

"I was supposed to fight on the front lines myself." Beta said helplessly: "I am also a legend no matter how I say it, and I have enough ability to be confident in the command of the war. But you don't allow it. ”

Shirley crossed her eyebrows and said: "Do you think which pope went to the front line by himself, and if he wants to go to the saint, when will it be the pope's turn to lead the army?" If something happens to you, our temple of wealth will collapse immediately, do you believe it or not? ”

That's what it means to be in a high position. In the game, due to the immortality of the Golden Son, he has no problem going into battle.

But now he is immortal, and most importantly, he is the Pope, and now he is much more powerful than he was in the game, and it is much more important.

If the Pope Beta falls, then the Wealth God Cult that has just improved will most likely be in civil strife and then swallowed up by other sects.

So at the very strong request of a few women, Beta had no choice but to sit in Woking.

"I just don't understand why I wander outside and you don't worry about my safety." Beta asked, somewhat confused.

"Nonsense, can a small fight be compared to the battlefield?"

On the battlefield, everything is possible. Even if it is a legend, it is not safe on the battlefield, and there are many legends who die on the battlefield since ancient times.

The next tragic situation in the country of Kebman Lang continued, and I don't know what method that evil god used to constantly turn ordinary people into violent evil god believers.

Almost everyone thought it was most likely a fairly powerful form of mind control magic.

But Beta doesn't.

No matter how powerful the mind control is, it can't control so many people. One or two human souls are very fragile, and if there are too many of them, they will become very powerful when they come together.

Even the gods are derivatives of the emotions produced by the fluctuations of the human soul. If the gods were really so powerful, they could control tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions, of people to believe in themselves, so why bother to propagate their teachings.

Even if it is a soul god, controlling the spirits of thousands of believers at a time is powerful enough.

But now, there are hundreds of thousands of black-robed believers appearing.

Therefore, Beta thinks that it should not be the kind of magic of the spirit, or the soul, but the kind of puppetry, the kind of puppet in biology.

There are many small insects in nature that can control the behavior of their hosts, and if this evil god has similar abilities, then it can be justified.

If this is really the case, then in essence, these black-robed believers should already be dead.

Beta thought for a moment and said, "Let the front-line priests find a way to safely send a few living evil god believers over, I want to confirm whether my idea is correct or not." ”

"Understood." Shirley's expression became a little cautious for a moment.

Beta understood what she was thinking, and said, "Don't worry, I won't do any human experiments, just to see if those puppets have a mental problem or a physical problem." ”

"That's good." Shirley smiled.

Human experimentation is the signature method of death mages. Shirley was a little worried that Beta would research this and fall to the side of the dark world.

"By the way, the elves have sent a message, saying that they are ready, and they are waiting for you to visit."

Beta thought for a moment: "Then I'll teleport over directly, the last time I went to the Elven Forest with Kyle to save Alice, there were magic coordinates left over there." ”

Shirley asked, "Who are you going to take over?" Angel, or Emma? ”

"Angel." Beta thought for a moment and said, "She's good at social etiquette in politics, and now Emma is still a member of the Storm God Cult, and I represent the Wealth God Cult, so it's not appropriate to bring her." ”

"Then I'll talk to Angel first, and let her get ready first."

Shirley left the study.

It won't take long for Angel to rush in, hugging Beta is a deep kiss, and the gentle woman is in full bloom. Then she sat on Beta's lap and said happily, "This is the first time you're willing to let me appear on a formal occasion." ”

Beta was stunned.

"I'll go get my clothes and jewelry ready." After speaking, Angel left like a whirlwind.

Beta sat in her chair, a little stunned.

He suddenly realized that although he had given several women a very safe and prosperous life, he had never really understood their inner needs.

Just showing up with Angel on a formal occasion, she was so happy.

However, he only thought about it for a moment, and put the matter aside again.

There were priorities, and now that he had a lot of weight on his shoulders, he didn't have so much time to think about the rather thought-provoking question of what was going on in a woman's mind.