One Piece: Holy Cult

Chapter 16
The army of thousands moved forward in unison, stopping every step, not in a hurry.

Silent murderous aura pervaded, every step, every swing of the arm, the murderous aura accumulated and condensed, like a growing mountain peak, bringing substantial pressure to the ten people.

The murderous aura spread, expelled the air, and filled the underground space.The suffocation slowly approached, surrounding everyone heavily.

Thousands of sergeants, all wearing armor.The pattern marks on the armor and weapons are still clearly visible after 800 years, as if they have been polished more brightly by time.

"General Berserker's natal army, the Dark Blood Banner Army," beside Uriel, the Navy lieutenant muttered to himself as he looked at the formation on the opposite side, shocked and inexplicable.

This army, which was once the sharpest minion of General Berserk, after General Berserk apologized and committed suicide, no one survived. They all followed the general to the underworld. 800 years later, notoriety and loyalty are still blood-red in the history of France A flame that burns and never goes out.

Now the dead come back, walk out of the dust of history, and stand on the opposite side of everyone.They are about to fight each other.

The footsteps are neat and not chaotic.Under the armor, countless scarlet blood-like smoke billowed out, layer after layer wrapped around the broken and dusty armor, and the body with only bones left, until the armor and bones all glowed with a blood-red metallic luster.

The phalanx gradually changed, and gradually extended into a front arrow formation, like a heavy blood flow, converging into a huge sharp arrow, standing still.From a hundred meters away, he pointed at the tiny ten people.

Compared with the ghostly enemies that Uriel and others encountered before, the fanatical power and solidified pressure are like the difference between a steel knife and a dead branch.

Uriel opened his eyes of spiritual vision to investigate the intelligence of the army in detail.

The results obtained are as they perceive.

These historical ghosts have evolved into a new powerful spirit body, the fanatical war ghost.

They can greatly strengthen their arms and bodies with their own resentment like solid smoke, and more importantly, unlike those ghosts who randomly find corpses to possess, the fanatical war ghosts of the Dark Blood Banner Army now possess The body is each of them's own skeleton body.

In this way, the resentment is strengthened to a higher degree, its power is stronger, and it is more handy to manipulate the body. Compared with the real dark blood banner army in history, it is even stronger and not weaker.

10 against 1000, everyone expected that the next battle would be extremely difficult.

There was no way back, and the closest exit was 50 meters above everyone's heads.

"It took the old man and his subordinates a lot of effort to open up the 5 floors of the underground cemetery in a row to make this perfect cage. The children should work hard and persevere, and perform a big show for the old man as much as possible." This should be full of jokes A word, but Groot said it with icy hatred.

The murderous aura rolled towards everyone.

Groot pressed his sword with both hands, and said coldly: "Dark Blood Banner Army, go out."

His order was like a bowstring being loosened, and the thousand-man army suddenly moved, like flying arrows, charging towards Uriel and the others furiously.

The distance of [-] meters passed in the blink of an eye, and the two sides collided with each other.

The ten people tightly formed a dense circle, like a small rock in the roaring bloody tide.

As far as the eyes can see, they are all swords, and the whole body is cold, and they are all attacks.There are mountains of swords, walls and knives everywhere in front of the eyes of the ten people, and the offensive is like a huge wave crashing on the shore, never stopping.

The sound of countless sword clashes echoed in the catacombs.

Ten people felt that they had to receive more than ten or twenty attacks every second, not to mention fighting back, it was the limit to be able to protect their bodies from being cut by swords and bayonets.

The key is that the attacks of these undead soldiers are especially powerful and heavy under the strengthening of the blood-red resentment, and their strength is almost the same as that of these naval elites.

Sure enough, it is worthy of the notorious 800-year blood army.

The remaining eight people can barely maintain, only Tina and Uriel's situation is still good.

Tina herself is extremely talented. She was once able to enter the naval elite training camp, and now her strength has increased to a level higher than that of the military rank. Facing the stabbing swords all over her body, she waved her fists and counterattacked with precision. .

Her strength is more than several times greater than that of the others in the team. She struck out with an iron fist and hit the sword. She pushed the sword and slammed into the attacker's body. The moment it touched the blood-red armor of the undead soldier, a burst The strong air wave dented and shattered the armor, which was stronger than metal, and the force reached the blood-colored bones under the armor, knocking the bone frame into the air.

This is not only due to her powerful strength, but also the purification charms on the gloves are also working diligently.

The radiance of the purifying holy flame shone on the armor and body of the undead soldier, dispelling the bloody resentment power that wound around the strengthened armor bones all the time, reducing the strength needed for Tina to break the armor by nearly [-]%.

Uriel's performance was even more fiery.

A real fire, a violent explosion.

After the two sides fought, taking advantage of the huge difference in numbers, swords and swords in front of Uriel continued like waves and waterfalls, and the continuous attacks almost formed a wheel of swords, aiming at Uriel to cut wildly without stopping.

Uriel held his saber horizontally with both hands, and the radiance of the holy flame of purification expanded again and again, resisting the frenzy-like offensive.Then he suddenly exerted force, leaned forward, and stomped forward with one foot. Several thick cracks suddenly exploded on the ground, and gravel and soil splashed up.

Then, golden flames emerged from the cracks, rising to several meters in an instant, like walls of fire, intertwined and fused with each other, and a round of bright golden sun rose in the blood-colored sea.

Divine Art · Sacred Fire Sacrifice.

Under Uriel's deliberate control, the golden flame full of sacred sacrifice power did not burn into the sky, but expanded outward, covering a circular area with a diameter of ten meters, lighting up a sea of ​​flames in the sea of ​​blood.

The moment the soldiers of the Dark Blood Banner Army in the area came into contact with the sacrificial holy fire, countless blood-red mist appeared from their armor and body as if they were evaporating. , the armor and bones immediately returned to the fragility and ruin after 800 years of rust, and disappeared in the sacrifice of the holy fire.

The soldier's body, the blood-red fanatical war ghost, was completely exposed to the holy fire after losing its armor and body. Compared with Groot and Demamore, the blood-red figure of the soldier has a human shape, but it is still It was hazy, and the limbs and facial features were very blurred, like a projection with extremely poor pixels.

Licked by the golden flames, the power of the sacrifice erupted, and the illusory and hazy body decomposed into tiny particles invisible to the naked eye in the flames, returning to the origin of the world. nothingness.

The holy fire undulated like waves, purifying all undead soldiers within the burning range.

In Uriel's spiritual world, the reminder of "purify the evil spirits and gain 50 faith points" flashed like a screen, and the balance of faith points rose rapidly.

After the sacrificial flame burned for more than ten seconds, no undead soldiers dared to step in front of Uriel. From this point of view, they seemed to have recovered a little intelligence beyond their instincts.

In 20 seconds, the duration of the divine spell was about to run out. Countless golden flames shrank rapidly, and then expanded violently, exploding, exploding the sea of ​​blood into a large void.

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