It doesn't matter what the lord is.

The core purpose of the church is to resurrect Clenus, but sacrificing the giants alone is not enough to resurrect Clenus, so planning is required and all efforts must be made to put all the pieces of the puzzle together. This process may take decades or even hundreds of years of operation, but once the plan is completed, it will be almost impossible to find any loopholes.

Including the foreshadowing laid eighteen years ago, everything is under control.

Yusa was silent for a while.

After a moment, he suddenly sighed and said:

"Sure enough, what the Lord said is right. People like you are really scary."

The ordinary man raised an eyebrow.

A smile appeared on Yusaku's face. It was the first time he had smiled in a long time.

"Your Majesty once told us that the scariest people in this world are madmen. Lingwu Hidden Guards is an almost invincible dark organization, but even the Hidden Guards can't find out who they are. Because ordinary undercovers, whether it's five years or ten years, always have to find a way to spread the news to the outside world, and the little movement can't be hidden from the eyes of the Hidden Guards. But there are also some people who can stay in Lingwu silently for fifty or a hundred years, doing nothing, just to be of critical use at a critical moment. This is the terrifying thing about the church."

The ordinary man frowned. Yusa's calmness made him feel that something was wrong.

He narrowed his eyes, stared into Yusaku's eyes, and asked:

"What does the old prime minister want to say?"

Yusa raised his index finger, pointed to the sky, and said:

"I want to say that Lingwu is not as bad as you think, and your plan is not as smooth as you think. Look, it seems that you haven't collected enough blood souls."

The ordinary man raised his head suddenly and his eyes widened for a moment.

He has buried numerous magic arrays in Lingwu during this period, and the number of people expected to be sacrificed far exceeds the rated value.

After the magic circle is activated, the flesh and blood of all the people around will melt and gather in the sky. When the blood and souls collected reach the specified value, they will fly to the deep sea in the far north together with the blood and souls of the giants as a sacrifice for the resurrection of the Pillar of Eternal Life, Clenus.

But now, the growth of the blood soul has stopped. Although there are still a few sporadic red lights floating towards the sky, compared with the previous grand period of the Aurora, there is a clear lack of follow-up.

At this time, the Sun Guard General Hiruzen spoke:

"Your plan is indeed good. But... it is only part of the Lord's plan."

77. White-hot

General Hiei placed his hand on the long sword at his waist and said to the ordinary man:

"Guess how many of your magic arrays we destroyed? And guess who were the people sacrificed this time?"

Without waiting for the ordinary man to answer, General Riwei spoke directly:

"First question, you probably think that your magic array is very secretive, and with the help of ordinary church members to cover you, it should be difficult for us to discover it. Unfortunately, the Lord has considered this possibility from the beginning. The people left by the Sun Guard and the Hidden Guard have been constantly investigating and destroyed at least 60 or 70 of your magic arrays."

"As for your second question, I can tell you that the majority of the blood souls in the sky are from death row prisoners and prisoners of war. The people of Lingwu are innocent and should not be involved in such a disaster."

The ordinary man turned his eyes away from the blood soul and said coldly:

"So you already knew the purpose of the Abyss Church, but you still let us resurrect Lord Clenus? What do you want? The destruction of the giants? After the giants disappear, you can indeed go south without any worries... But that's not right, it's not just that! If it was just for this purpose, the Lingwu Lord would have no need to start this year's northward journey. She only needs to sit at home and wait for the giants to perish!"

The ordinary man stared at Yusa and Hinawa, his eyes were full of bloodshot, and the smile on his face became more and more ferocious:

"You did not stop the church's actions, and you even cooperated with us in offering a portion of the sacrifices, which means that you also believe that the resurrection of Lord Clenus is beneficial to you. But why, why did that woman still go to the north, why are you unwilling to offer a sufficient amount of sacrifices?"

Yusaku spoke calmly and said:

"Your Majesty asked me to tell you..."

Yusa did not say anything for the next words, but his lips moved slightly. However, the ordinary man who had been staring at him could read his lip language.

The next moment, the ordinary man put his hand on his forehead, and his five fingers slowly clenched into a fist, leaving five bloody marks on his forehead. The pain made him more sober, and also made him more angry. The ordinary man shouted at Yusaku:

"I see. You are targeting the weak period - the weak period after Lord Clenus's resurrection! As long as the number of blood souls is insufficient, the weak period will be prolonged. So you did not stop the church's plan, but only reduced the blood souls offered, in order to buy time for the woman in the Far North so that she can rush to the weak Lord Clenus -"

The ordinary man sneered and yelled hysterically at Yusa:

"How arrogant! How dare a mere mortal covet the positions of the three upper clans? Is that woman really crazy?"

Yusaku said calmly:

"Your Majesty has said that Lingwu has no faith, but from now on, Lingwu will become the faith of others."

The ordinary man laughed so hard that he fell forward and backward, and laughed until he bent over and gasped in pain.

Then, he raised his head and said to the girl beside him in a cold tone:

"My sister, do you know what they want to do? They want to do something terrible, something that will be detrimental to Lord Clenus..."

The girl with scales was resting with her eyes closed. As the ordinary man's voice fell, her breath became unstable and the snot bubbles on her nose burst. The girl with scales opened her eyes and looked very weak, but she still said:

"Really? ...We can't let them hurt Lord Clenus."

The ordinary man whispered:

"Yes."

Under his feet, a magic circle suddenly flashed a dazzling red light.

Yusa was stunned for a moment, then he said loudly to Hiruzen:

"Stop him! He's planning on using that girl as a sacrifice!"

In fact, he didn't need to say anything more, the Sun Wheel in the middle of the ninth level had already raised his sword and chopped it hard. But after the magic circle lit up, it extended upward into a red light column, covering the two people. The sword hit the light column heavily, but it didn't move at all, not even a little crack.

In the calm magic circle, the ordinary man's hand gently slid across the scales on the girl's face and said:

"Don't be afraid, it won't hurt."

The girl nodded blankly.

The ordinary man stared into her eyes, but his hand silently took out a dagger from her waist, and before the girl could react, he cut her throat. The girl opened her mouth, but she couldn't breathe a single breath of air into her lungs. Her big eyes were filled with tears. She raised her hands to hold her neck, and her sleeves naturally slid back, revealing her scarred arms.

There was not a trace of mercy in the ordinary man's eyes and he continued to operate the knife.

One knife after another.

With each cut, a column of blood shot up into the sky. The girl's blood seemed to be far more noble than that of ordinary humans, and the blood color in the sky quickly became rich again.

The girl's body was covered with bones and she fell forward and fell into the arms of an ordinary man.

She whispered in his ear with her last bit of strength:

"Brother, have I been of any use..."

The ordinary man's eyes turned slightly red. He gently patted the back of the girl whose blood had drained out, and nodded.

The girl could no longer be seen. There was no luster in her eyes and her head tilted weakly to the side.

The ordinary man panted, supported his knees, stood up, and stared at the collection of blood souls above his head.

"Not enough... still a little short..."

He looked at the Sun Wheel who was trying desperately to break the magic circle outside, looked at Yuzuo whose eyes were full of hostility, looked at the invincible army of Lingwu who were ready for battle, and laughed, covered his cheek with his bloody hands, and said in a trembling voice:

"Then let me fill in the gap. Eighteen years ago, a bishop of the Council died for Tianyan. If Lord Clenus can be resurrected, it doesn't matter if a few more die."

In front of everyone in Lingwu, he suddenly raised the dagger in his hand and cut open his chest and abdomen with one knife.

Bleeding ceaselessly.

Hibari also stopped his useless chopping and stared blankly at the fanatical man in the magic circle.

The ordinary man held his internal organs in his hands, trying his best to lift them up, and knelt on the ground, seemingly not feeling any pain, and said loudly:

"I give you my heart... I give you my liver... I give you everything I have! So, Lord Clenus, please return to this world and make all the arrogant people pay for their stupidity!!"

His blood and soul kept pouring out, flying into the sky, and gathering into that scarlet blood ball that was as dazzling as the sun.

Then, the blood ball flew to the distant north, as if it had completed the last piece of a puzzle.

The light of the magic circle slowly disappeared. Rilun took a few steps forward and poked the ordinary man's body with the sword in his hand. The ordinary man fell to the side and turned into ashes and dissipated in the wind.

Until the last moment, he had a fanatical smile on his face, as if he was mocking the stupidity of the person in front of him.

There was deathly silence.

Yusa and Hinawa looked at each other, with a hint of worry in their eyes.

78.Despair

Black flames burned fiercely on the snow-covered ground.

The snow melted and turned into streams.

A raging heat wave swept across the ice field, and a raging fire several dozen feet high was boiling, as if it was going to burn through the frozen soil and sink the land into the sea. Countless low-level giants struggled in the fire, trying to put out the flames on their bodies, but the flames rose straight up and devoured them completely, leaving only black crystals scattered on the ground.

Along with the giants' painful roars, Reed's figure slowly emerged from the fire.

He was covered in wounds, and he looked like he had walked through the abyss of hell. His forehead, ribs, arms, legs, ankles, all were oozing with scarlet blood. The giants also suffered heavy casualties. In addition to those who were evaporated by the black flames, countless giants in the distance had their bones smashed, their hearts broken, and their heads blasted through. They had left their bodies along the way, and the wind and snow had turned them into a series of desolate graves without tombstones.

Reed raised his head and saw another dark mass of low-level giants waiting for him.

It seems like it will never end.

They seemed to be a little afraid of the flames released by the Black Flame Armor, so they did not launch an attack at the first time; but when Lid walked out of the fire, they rushed forward decisively, without giving Lid any breathing time.

Its huge body can leave footprints on the solid frozen soil, and its devastating impact is enough to flatten everything on the tundra. Even a well-trained army may find it difficult to resist this attack, which is more terrifying than rolling rocks and falling trees.

Lid clenched his fists. He had no way to avoid the surging black wave. The roar, tremor, and roar made him tired. So Lid calmly stared at the giant that rushed over first, stood up and walked towards it. After the two sides were close to a certain range, Lid swung his fist violently.

This punch did not actually hit the giant, but the air in front of Lid began to explode layer by layer. With each explosion, the giants' forward momentum would stagnate a little. During the last explosion, the low-level giant in the front flew backwards hundreds of meters and smashed into the snow, causing a cloud of scattered snow mist. At the same time, the circular air wave directly overturned the nearby giants. There was originally darkness in front of Lid, but at this moment, a new passage was opened up.

Reed lowered his hand, and blood fell onto the scalding black flame armor, quickly evaporating into red powder.

The frenzied breath also caused serious damage to his meridians. His body had been overloaded for too long, and every bone was crackling. The pain extended to every inch of his flesh and blood. When he gasped, he inevitably inhaled the wind and snow, and the ice in it mercilessly pierced his throat.

Reed continued to move forward, passing through the corpses of countless giants.

The giants had little mercy on the tiny human, and neither did Reed.

The mount giant under the No. 1 high-level giant is somewhat intelligent and has a higher status than the ordinary low-level giants. While it is dispatching other giants to launch the next round of offensive against Lid, it is watching Lid's movements from a distance, thinking about how to resolve Lid's moves if it were to face him.

However, it did not think that the current situation required it to go into battle in person. Relying on the huge lower-level giants, it was enough to wear Lid down here. The mount giant had lived in the palace since he was young and had never seen humans, but he had heard the higher-level giants talk about this race. It was said that they occupied the most fertile land in the Central Plains, where there were four distinct seasons, unlike the cold and severe winter in the north.

It also heard from the higher giants that even a mount like it was a member of the middle six tribes, much more noble than the humans of the lower nine tribes. Sooner or later, they would occupy that land and enslave the weak humans as livestock, and then even the mount giants could trample on the heads of humans for fun.

But when he saw Lid, the mount giant wavered for the first time. Lid didn't remember how many giants he had killed, but he remembered that he kept every giant's death in his mind. The number had risen to 328, far exceeding his expectations.

Its eyes were fixed on Lid who was running on the ice field, watching him soar into the air and heavily kick a giant in the face. The giant was only at the eighth level of perfection, and his entire face was sunken by Lid's kick. Lid took advantage of the reaction force to take another step forward, crossed a dark mass of interceptors, landed in the snow, rolled on the ground to offset the impact of landing, and got rid of the new round of encirclement and continued to run away.

Countless giants raised their arms high at that moment, and the closest hand was less than 20 centimeters away from his feet.

But, there is still a little difference.

So a new round of encirclement and suppression had to be launched.

The advantages of the giants lie in their numbers, their spirit of obedience to orders, simple and effective combat plans, their numbness to pain, their huge physique and powerful strength. Compared with them, Reed has no advantage. His only advantage is that he is very strong, stronger than any giant present. But this advantage will eventually be slowly wiped out as his physical strength is depleted. When he can no longer swing his fists or run, any giant can easily kill him.

Reed's blood kept flowing.

The mounted giant was plotting a way to kill him, and Reed was also thinking about his next plan.

It was impossible to conceal his breath and hide, as the giants did not give him the chance to distance himself from them; it was also impossible to expect these giants to give up the chase out of cowardice or fatigue, as they were obviously under the orders of higher giants and would not give up easily.

So from the beginning, Lid had only one choice -

Kill all these giants that are in the way.

The number is hard to estimate, but it's at least seven or eight hundred.

Then kill them slowly, kill them while running, it doesn't matter if it takes a few days and nights, or ten days or half a month. Since there is no way to escape their pursuit, make yourself the killer and turn your opponent into a dead person. This is the simplest way and the only way.

Is this possible?

If he rushed forward to face seven or eight hundred giants, it would be difficult for him to kill them all by himself, because the giants would soon surround him, and even the strongest man would die because of being surrounded by enemies on all sides. But if he ran away with seven or eight hundred giants, gradually depleted their numbers, and finally defeated them in one fell swoop, Lid thought it was feasible.

Even though this was a fantasy for any human master, Reed felt that he could do it.

He briefly distanced himself from the giants, raised his hand and slapped the ground, releasing the aura in his body without reservation. The flames of the black flame armor flowed on the ground, and countless cracks suddenly appeared on the frozen ground behind him, and then collapsed downwards, burying dozens of giants directly.

Then a wall of fire rose up, temporarily isolating the pursuers from behind.

Reed spat out the blood in his mouth, stood up shakily, and began to adjust the breath in his body with all his strength. He estimated that the next siege by the giants would come in a dozen seconds, and these dozen seconds were the only time he had to recover his strength.

And in this situation, Reed's heartbeat suddenly quickened for no reason. Without any hesitation, he forcibly interrupted his breathing and dodged to the side.

A dagger just scratched his cheek, and blood was still floating in the air; a hint of surprise appeared in the eyes of the cold-faced assassin, as if he did not expect that Reed could dodge his attack in this situation.

The two people looked at each other for only a brief moment.

Reed used the momentum of turning to kick him sideways, breaking his spine. After landing, he touched the wound on his face and looked at his fingertips, and found that the blood was slightly purple-brown.