The Dean Has Arrived

"Everyone will go to the nearest weapon store and pick up the "old" weapons to prepare for battle!This is not a joke!Repeat it again!This is not a joke!

The booming explosion sounded everywhere, and the old village chief’s voice amplified by the wind element seemed particularly faint.

"Who would think that this is a joke..."

A young man was hiding behind a haystack, and the explosion just happened not far from him. As a result, his head is now covered with mud and dusty face. Fortunately, he was not injured.; "Net" novel chapter update fastest

He was holding a dung fork in his hand. As a young man who was not selected for the self-police team, he did not have an exclusive weapon. Compared with a hoe, obviously the dung fork looked a little more harmful.

What's more, he hadn't had a chance to find weapons at all when he was still building a haystack.

"What do you mean by a "former" weapon..." There was a bruise on his body, and the silver blood leaked slightly, but it quickly disappeared without a trace.

Rapid self-healing, this is the unique ability of the silver blood clan.

No actions or spells are needed. Some of the better people can even master the Sùdù and the degree of self-healing, but most people's self-healing ability is still passive.

Of course, this ability is not a bad thing in general.

As he whispered, a golden light flashed in the sky, and the Life Hall not far away was blown into ruins.

He hugged his head, praying in his heart that the goddess of life would see that he would not let the bricks from the auditorium be hit on his head because of his pious worship in the past.

It doesn't matter if the prayers have worked, even though a lot of rocks the size of a soup pot flew up to him.But none of them really hit him.

"Are those things in the sky the angels mentioned in the book? Why do they attack us?"

Seeing that an angel seemed to be approaching here, the boy felt that he might be better off leaving here soon.

While he was still considering whether it was safer to run to the bell tower of the self-police regiment or the basement of the village chief’s house, the angel seemed to have spotted him and waved the golden long sword in his hand at him from a distance.

Although not comparable to the divine sword'Dawn' in the hands of the archangel with two pairs of wings, the standard weapon of the angel also possesses very powerful power.

The sword light seemed to turn into a golden cannonball, blasting towards the young man who was caught off guard!

Oops.

The young man was shocked, only had time to block forward with a dung fork, and closed his eyes and resigned.

As a result, the expected shock did not come.

He opened his eyes cautiously and found that a tall figure appeared before him at some unknown time.

The figure held an epee in his hand that was even more gorgeous than the angel's golden sword, and was wearing a set of heavy armor that covered almost every inch of skin.There are simple and beautiful lines on the armor.

Just swing the epee casually.The golden cannonballs fired by the angel were all cut off as if they were splitting soap bubbles.

The light effect produced when the golden light is destroyed makes the armor on his body look as if it is glowing, and he is even more handsome.

If Xiwei were here, he would probably shout'Fuck.The Golden Saint?!'some type of.

But this armor does not have a faceplate.The helmet did not cover the face.This allowed the boy to see the other person's appearance clearly, and he suddenly felt dumbfounded.

"Old, old man?!"

Why is that one of my own good at farming, and the Japanese melons grown are unique in the whole village.The old farmer who used to wear a rag coat and a straw hat now wears the exquisite armor that the most powerful warrior of the kingdom in the novel can have, and he still holds it in his hand. It is definitely not seen by Kěnéng. The epee, standing in front of yourself?

Is it all a dream?

There was also a slight pain from the rapidly healed wound on his body, which made the boy understand that this was probably not a dream, but a reality.

At this moment, the young man remembered what the old village chief had just called.

"...A former weapon?" He murmured softly.

"Yes, this is the weapon and armor I used to have."

I thought I wouldn’t get an answer, but his father still said, “I thought I would never pick up these things again... I didn’t expect to be found after more than 300 years of calm. Up."

Because the education received is different from that of the outside world, the teenager did not first question why humans can live for more than 300 years, but involuntarily asked: "Father, who are you..."

As he said, he raised his head and looked around, and found that, at some point in time, the explosion sound caused by the angels seemed to be much less. Instead, many familiar aunts and aunts wore all kinds of gorgeous armor robes, holding flashes. With colorful weapons, fighting with angels.

"You guys, who are you..."

"After this battle is over, I will explain it to you."

His father sold a game and became a team with the angel who rushed forward. However, it can be seen that the angel is being beaten by his father.

This surprised the young man, but he was also relieved a lot.

At least now, it seems that the disaster that Kěnéng would cause the entire village to destroy is nothing more.

At this moment, an indifferent voice sounded in vain.

"River Infiniti...one of the three hundred envoys of the Light of Life, the former chief guard, and also the strongest among the three hundred envoys in terms of combat effectiveness."

The young man was shocked, and he and his father who forced the angel away with a sword looked in the direction of the sound.

Love Infiniti is naturally the name of the young father, by the way, the young man is named Grace Infiniti.

The visitor was a man who seemed uncharacteristic at first glance. He was wearing a white robe with something similar to a mass towel.

If he was thrown into the crowd, it would be difficult to find out.

The boy thought so in his heart.

"Who are you!" Leff Infiniti glared at the other person, and asked sharply.

He vaguely felt it.This person might be the mastermind who instigated the angel to attack the village.

Rifle's voice was full of majesty, coupled with that set of shining armor, made people awe, and there was an unstoppable urge to expose his crime.

It is a pity that this coercion is of no use to the white-robed man.

A slight smile appeared on his face: "Ordinary angels are not your opponent..."

"Even if it's an archangel, I'm dreaming if I want to win!" Lefu glanced at the archangel with two pairs of wings behind the man, and pointed his sword at the other party full of Zìxìn.

"So I won't do such stupid things."

The man wasn't annoyed either, but he said indifferently.

Immediately, many ghost-like creatures burst out from the ground and surrounded Rifle!

"Holy Spirit?! Wrong...this feeling..."

Rifle was startled at first, but immediately discovered the contradiction of these ghostly creatures.

"It's just a pseudo-Holy spirit. I originally wanted a half-holy spirit. But it doesn't seem to be the time yet... But even a pseudo-Holy spirit has the same ability as the Holy Spirit. It is undoubtedly difficult for fighters to overcome the almost complete immunity from physical attacks. Natural enemies."

The man looked at Lefu’s surprised expression and slowly said, "What do you think?"

"It's just a lice!"

Rifle swung the epee in a wide open.The magical sword's edge instantly shredded a lot of false holy spirits.

"And not so much the Holy Spirit. These things are more like resentful spirits!"

Looking at the expressions of pain and resentment on the faces of the pseudo-Holy Spirits who were crushed by him.Raffle frowned.

"Whether the Holy Spirit or the resentful spirit can help me achieve my goal, it is a good tool."

The man looked at the mighty Rifle.The smile on his face remained unaffected.And the pseudo-Holy Spirit is also constantly pouring out from the ground, one of them vanishes under the blade, and another one will fill its vacancy soon.

It's just that Rifle moves faster and faster, and the sword's blade forms an airtight web, which envelopes himself and Grace, and even makes those fake resentful spirits almost unable to keep up with the supplementary members.

"If you count on my stamina to run out, you can only say that you made the wrong idea. Our stamina is endless!"

With a proud look on his face, Leif said to the white-robed man.

Then he added another sentence in his heart: As long as the old village chief is still there.

For all the villagers, the old village chief is like an allied unit with countless auras. As long as he is still there, he will have countless gains, so that they will not be tired or exhausted even after a long battle. a feeling of.

Of course, this kind of village is secretive, as long as you are not a fool, you won't say it casually.

It's just that the white-robed man didn't feel the slightest frustration. Instead, he first assigned the angel to attack the villagers of the legal profession, and then looked at Leif again.

"It's certainly not surprising that I can command angels. After all, these guys will only have thinking starting with the archangels. They were just dolls of gods before. As long as you can control an archangel, you can naturally control many lower angels indirectly... …So, where did these fake holy spirits come from?"

The words of the white-robed man made Rifle frowned slightly.

However, the white-robed man obviously did not intend to let Rifle answer. He just said to himself: "I think you are not unfamiliar with the methods and materials that can be artificially made of pseudo-holy spirits? After all, you have made similar ones before. Isn't it something?"

The man's words made Lefu's face a little pale, and Grace looked at his father curiously.

"... The god servants, that is, the pseudo-Holy Spirit in your mouth, are not difficult to make. Just let humans drink special potions. Then their souls will react to the potions and gain extremely strong light attributes. Make peace, and abandon the physical body, and become a spirit creature." Rifle stared at the white-robed man: "But there is only one main ingredient of that medicine, and that is the blood of our silver blood!"

There are now tens of thousands of false holy spirits, which undoubtedly shows that the other party has obtained a considerable amount of silver blood.

However, during this period, only one person left the village.

"Oops!" Rifle finally reacted and looked at the altar.

Under his influence, Grace also looked over there.

At this moment, all the silver blood villagers felt an inexplicable heart palpitation.Then all the gains the village chief brought to them disappeared.

Most of the villagers were at a loss at once, while Leifle was staring at the direction of the altar while resisting the enemy's attack.

After a while, a middle-aged man with a blessed figure climbed onto the roof of the altar with an extremely ridiculous awkward movement.

However, no one dared to laugh at him... In fact, probably all the villagers were shocked.

Leading a human head in his hand.

The head of the old village chief.

It seems that from the very beginning, Bobbiman has been bought or controlled by the white-robed man. He not only provided a large amount of silver blood as the raw material for the creation of the false holy spirit, but also specially returned to the village to kill the old village chief while he was not prepared.

"Bobbiman, I can't spare you!!!" Rifle roared with anger and shock and awakened the other villagers.Let them continue to resist subconsciously in a daze.Did not take advantage of the chaos to kill.

But this has nothing to do with the white-robed man. He just continued to look at Infiniti and his son with a smile. The unchanging smile from beginning to end made Grace a little scared.

"How about it, does Mr. Infiniti still think he can defeat us?"

"Who are you! What kind of hatred do you have with our silver-blood clan! You want to do such a thing!"

Leffe roared angrily.

"No grievances, no enemies."

The smile of the white-robed man was even brighter.But his answer made Rifle fall into an ice cave.

"I just want you to bring a treasure from that place to the main material plane."

Rifle took a deep breath.

He sorted his mind.There was a firm color on his face, and he whispered to his stunned son: “Run to the village chief’s house later, and the other little ghosts should also go there. We will try to buy time for you. Run out of the village when you're finished, is Zhīdào?"

Without waiting for Grace to answer, he kicked him out of the distance, and he slashed at the white-robed man with his sword, but the white-robed man seemed to have an invisible shield in front of him, making Rifle's attack easy. The ground blocked it.

Soon the four-winged angel behind the man also shot, and the power of the divine sword at dawn is not inferior to the epee of Rifle.

Grace is not an idiot, it's just that too many things have happened in just a few minutes, which made him a little ignorant, but now he basically knows the current situation.

The villagers who were invincible because of their home advantage were killed by a sneak attack by Bobbiman, which made the villagers lose the ability to continuously recover their physical and spiritual strength, and the enemy focused on their weaknesses and used immunity. The pseudo-holy spirit of physical attack entangled the warriors and suppressed the magicians with angels with extremely high magic power and excellent melee combat ability, leaving the villagers completely in an extremely disadvantaged situation.

In addition, although he still does not have the identity of the white-clothed man of Zhīdào, it is already determined that the culprit of all this is his person, and his purpose is a'something' that the village elder Rénmen only knows about.

Grace knows very well that the conversation between his father and him must be hidden from each other, so his father did not explain to him to hide or take away the other's target.

It seems that the old man...or the big Rénmen in the village have already prepared Xīshēng himself to give their generation time to escape, so that the silver blood family can pass on.

Grace did not dare to look back, nor did Zhidào himself be afraid of seeing the chasing soldiers close at hand when he turned his head, or was afraid to see the scene of his father being killed.

When they arrived at the village chief's house, there were already a dozen other people waiting there.

Headed by the village chief’s daughter, named Nanxi, is two years older than Gris. She is a reserve member of the self-police team and the object of Gris’s crush with most of the boys in the village. Usually the girl is always awe-inspiring. Looks like, no matter what kind of difficulties are in the eyes, he likes to face difficulties, and is stronger than many boys.

At this moment, she was holding a spear in her hand, and there were faint tears on her delicate face.

It seems that her father's death has dealt a little blow to her.

"Very well, Grace, you are here too." The girl looked at Grace who was panting because of her gallop, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Where is Big Brother Tawi?" Grace took a breath and asked.

Tawei is the son of the village chief, the elder brother of Nanxi, and the next captain of the self-police team.

"Big brother seems to know the inside story too."

The girl's expression was a little sad.

Not only her, everyone present had similar expressions.

I thought I knew my parents enough, but I didn't expect that after this happened today, the parents who were just ordinary farmers or hunters would actually be transformed into those powerful beings that only appear in the story.

This is enough to make them suffer.

What's more, there are unidentified enemies who want to destroy the entire village, and even the young girls who are still innocent and innocent are in chaos.

Fortunately, Nanxi's nerves are still tough enough: "He also participated in the guard war... No matter what, our parents and relatives paid the price of their lives in order to allow us to escape this disaster."

The girl seemed to have become the leader of the current little ghosts. She took a deep breath and looked around at the fear and dazedness of Wèilái on the faces of her companions, revealing a look of verification.

"Can we waste their minds and let them Xīshēng for nothing? No way!"

Her reprimand made the little ghosts sober up, and they showed serious and solemn expressions.

"After you have escaped, you will live in seclusion and spend your whole life like that, or you will work hard to become a strong person, avenge your parents, or choose another path... That is your freedom! But now, we want to There is only one thing to do, and that is to escape!"

The surrounding explosions gradually became more frequent, and the screams from time to time also heralded the disadvantage of the battle.

"Although there are still some people who haven't arrived, the time is too late. Let's go...for the Wèilái of the silver blood!" (to be continued...)