Chapter 612: The staying power of dragon meat After the
golden-robed magician finished giving his orders, the black-robed warriors escorted the refugees back to Irkutsk.
The cut pieces of meat were all piled back onto the remaining skeleton of the dragon.
Some people couldn't help but look back and saw that the flames were soaring into the sky. The black-robed warriors were lighting fires to burn the meat. Not only that, the flames were also involved in the dragon corpse that had not yet been cut.
The fire behind them startled this group of refugees who were at a loss what to do.
They watched helplessly as all the pieces of meat they got were burned by the fire, and some of them couldn't help but began to sob.
No one knows how they spent more than half a year.
Hunger and death were almost constant companions.
Now we finally have something to eat, but the people from the temple burned it all to ashes!
At this time, even the devout believers who respected the temple in their hearts could not help but start to waver.
If you believe in God and you can’t even fill your stomach, then is it necessary to persist in this belief?
I don’t know when there were more crosses on the ground and a few more pages of broken Bibles.
These things fell into the snow, and then were lined up in a row by thousands of refugees and stepped deeply into the soil one by one... The
golden-robed magician looked at the blazing flames expressionlessly and said: "Inform the snake goddess Aige that we have found the scale god Samanus."
"It's a pity that his soul has been destroyed, leaving only a broken body."
"There are untouchables who want to desecrate the body of the god. We were forcibly intercepted. In order to ensure that the body of the god would not be humiliated by the untouchables, I decided to purify it with fire."
After he finished speaking, he looked towards the city with a sneer.
Those thousands of untouchables were dressed in filthy rags and looked like big, bulky bears.
You have desecrated the body of a god. Do you still want to leave here alive?
Old Man Andre cursed under his breath as he walked.
Dragon meat! That much meat is enough to support even four to five thousand people for a period of time.
But he was burned to death by this group of templar warriors!
The temple really drove everyone from the dead end!
The morale of the survivors was very low.
I thought that when the temple came, everyone would be saved.
Unexpectedly, there was no food left and he would be treated like a prisoner by the temple.
If this is really the case, it would be better not to come if they come.
At least the dragon meat is enough for you to consume for a while, so you don't have to suffer from this bird's anger!
It’s over thirty degrees below zero! Standing in the central square, it won't take long before it turns into an ice sculpture!
Suddenly, someone approached quickly and whispered: "Uncle Andre."
Andre knew that it was Ivan who was coming without looking back.
He replied: "What's the matter?"
Ivan's eyes flashed: "The temple never takes us seriously!"
"Whether that person is found or not, our ending will be miserable. Or we will continue to be trapped here. , or he will simply become a victim of the temple." Ivan is not from China, and he doesn't know the idiom of knowing the subtleties.
But his senses are very keen, and he knows that the temple is not here to save people.
He could even judge from the temple's attitude towards everyone that the future outcome of this group of people would definitely not be good.
Andre pouted and whispered: "What do you want?"
Ivan's eyes flashed: "We have to resist!"
"Uncle Andre, after the end of the law, everyone's physical fitness has gradually become stronger! There are quite a lot of C-class refugees among these four to five thousand refugees!"
"I even wonder if there are B-class hidden among them!"
"If we all join forces, even if they can't fight through the temple, they can always be defeated. Right?"
Andre said in a low voice: "The four or five thousand people here are nothing!"
"You expect them to compete with the Knights Templar?"
Ivan grinned: "Why not?" "
Perhaps, our strength is still there We can go further!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Andre suddenly felt a warm feeling in his stomach.
The heat flow came from the lower abdomen and continued to travel around the body.
In an instant, the cold air around him was swept away, leaving only a warm feeling.
Andre only felt that the energy he had consumed was constantly being restored, and the wrinkles on his face were gradually dissipating.
The sixty-year-old man suddenly came to his senses and said in shock: "Those meats..."
Ivan nodded silently: "Those meats are the bodies of gods!" "That 's
an old god!"
Even though I was calm, I couldn’t help but gasp!
He looked around and saw that the auras of the survivors who had eaten dragon meat were changing.
The soul of the unfashionable refugee soared and reached D level.
The exorcist, who was originally a D-class, reached a C-class.
Class C has become Class B.
All this is due to the flesh and blood of God!
Yes, although these flesh and blood do not contain souls, the divine body is still a divine body after all.
These flesh and blood may be of little use to masters above level A, and are basically useless.
But against this group of relatively low-level exorcists, it was like a powerful tonic pill!
These refugees have evolved from being survivors into a motley army of demon-suppressing troops with the same hatred!
It is estimated that after all the dragon meat is consumed, the strength of this miscellaneous demon-suppressing army will increase again!
(End of chapter)