I, the god, recruit witches to make money

Her mind seemed a little confused.

……

"Winter God Costume."

Three pairs of light ice wings spread out to both sides behind the back, and ice-blue armor covered the area below the neck.

The high priest holds an ice round shield in his left hand and a sword that freezes everything in his right hand.

A light blue film of light spreads from the round shield to the body surface.

This is his strongest move.

Even someone as strong as King Gustavo of the East seemed vulnerable to this move.

With his six wings flapping, the high priest suddenly descended in front of Bai Shi at a speed faster than the speed of light, and swung the sword in his hand to chop off the head.

"good."

At such a speed that even time seemed to stand still, Bai Shi still had time to praise himself. He used his index finger and thumb to rub the burning black flame to clamp the magic sword.

A terrifying cold air immediately broke out, trying to freeze the two fingers, but the ice melted under the blazing flames.

Not only did the magic sword not freeze, it even seemed to be on the verge of collapse.

The high priest was shocked!

The sword's low temperature was so terrifying that it could easily freeze Gustavo's magma, but it could not freeze the small black flame.

What exactly is Yin-Yang magic?

He pulled away.

Snap! Bai Shi broke the magic sword, his entire palm was covered in black flames, and he reached forward.

The light blue film was as fragile as the symbol of a girl's purity and could be easily torn apart.

He reached into the high priest's chest.

The heart was not dug out, and the whole person turned into an ice sculpture.

It feels completely icy to the touch.

There was a hint of surprise in Bai Shi's eyes, and he turned his gaze to the snow on the side. The high priest was not there either.

The slightly raised snow bump proved that it was not me.

The high priest who was supposed to be an ice sculpture in front of him had the frost on his face and hands faded away again.

He instantly made the aura that had been buried in the ground burst out, and forcibly froze part of his body, disguising himself as an ice sculpture substitute.

Induce Bai Shi to have a slight illusion.

This is pretty crazy behavior.

He completed the above operations without changing his expression, just to take advantage of Bai Shi's gaze to condense the cold air and slap forward heavily.

"Good!" Bai Shi did not hide his admiration at all. This awareness of using oneself as bait was worthy of praise no matter friend or foe.

"But I have to die too!"

The flames of the inner demon surged outward, destroying the cold air condensed in the high priest's palm.

The six icy wings flapped.

I no longer think about life and death.

The high priest's mind was filled with one thought: he must take this guy with him to avoid threatening the God of Winter.

Cracks emerged from his body surface, his own divine power was pushed to the extreme, and he abandoned all defenses and his body exploded with a bang.

An explosion of cold air so terrifying that it froze even time and space.

Bai Shi moved his finger, and black flames exploded, drawing a circle on the ground, then bounced up and closed. The protective shield formed condensed the cold air in this space to avoid affecting other people.

"Silvio!"

The wrath of God resounds through the sky.

Chapter 297: Fate is in my Word

The wind blows.

The voice was obscure and incomprehensible. No one except Bai Shi could hear why Narcissa, the Goddess of Winter, was angry.

However, the information attached to the sound caused hallucinations in anyone who wanted to hear it clearly, as if an invisible being lurking in the depths of the darkness was whispering evil and obscene words that were against human nature right into their ears.

"what."

Fujiwara Ryugen yelled and slapped his ears with his hands, piercing the eardrum. The buzzing sound stopped and blood flowed out from deep in his ears.

He gasped for breath, his eyes filled with fear.

If the terrifying icy aura that suddenly rose just now belonged to the high priest.

Then these crazy words definitely belong to the God of Winter.

Fujiwara Ryugen looked at the Winter God sect believers fighting in front of him, and saw bulges on their bodies and twisted tentacles popping out.

The shape is like madness.

Roar loudly.

Are these still the group of people with cold faces just now?

Fujiwara Ryugen felt a sense of fear from the bottom of his heart. It seemed that sounds were spreading from the silent world, in his heart and in his mind.

The pollution caused by the strange sound actually grew again along with the fear.

Accompanied by the evil and unspeakable desires in one's heart, it erupts outward and wants to occupy one's heart.

Fujiwara Ryugen was so frightened that he quickly retreated. How could he continue fighting in such a state?

Fortunately, the crazy believers were still in the stage of self-torture, trying to ease the pain of the divine sound.

There is no time to attack the enemy next to you.

……

The white cold fog covered the sky and the sun.

The towering figure with flowing light moved to the western battlefield, and the Goddess of Winter Narcissa came in person.

The condescending gaze was cast downwards, trying to intimidate the person who killed the high priest.

In an instant, He saw a chaos that was too chaotic to look at directly, like the embryo brewing deep in the inner world.

Complex and massive amounts of information impact the brain.

Let Him forget for a moment the death of the High Priest and let out a loud scream, "Ah!"

The horrifying screams once again swept across the battlefield, still an unbearable sound.

At the same time, in order to avoid self-collapse, He instinctively absorbs divine power from outside.

Snow-white light spread out from the top of His head, dispersing into tens of millions of beams of light, accurately covering every believer of the Winter God Sect and absorbing the divine power in their bodies.

"Ah!" The believers without divine power no longer changed strangely, but appeared to be withered and decayed like rapidly withering flowers.

George looked at the scenes in front of him, and became more and more determined. He would rather die than become a so-called believer of the God of Winter.

In that case, not only would your life and death be controlled by the God of Winter, but you would also have to work for him for free.

It's really a life worse than death.

A large amount of divine power gathered from all directions, and there was even light that crossed the void and drained away the divine power of the American believers of the God of Winter.

Narcissa's brain cleared from the madness, and the surging divine power filled her towering body. "I didn't expect that there would be such a strong person like you among humans."

"I never thought that the gods would be angry over the death of a human."

A trace of emotion appeared on Bai Shi's face.

Narcissa was silent. Their initial encounter was just an accident. She, who was in the inner world, found an abandoned baby in the snow, so she asked a believer to take the baby back to the base of the Winter God Sect.

The high priest would occasionally peer through the idol to see if the baby had grown to match his plans.

He cries, is weak, and annoying, but is gradually becoming excellent.

Humans change really quickly. In just a dozen years, their personalities have changed from when they were children.

Among all the high priests, none was as good as Silvio.

His physical qualities are good enough to be constantly transformed by divine power, and his will is strong enough to never be confused. He can always keep up with His footsteps and accompany Him to look at the same scenery.

"Today only one of us can live."

Narcissa's calm tone could not conceal the murderous intent in her heart.

"I want to see the power of the God of Winter."

Bai Shi replied.

……

An inexplicable beam of light took the lives of the followers of the Cult of the God of Winter, but no one cheered.

Rather than saying that the war has ended, it is better to say that the war has entered a more terrifying phase.

The final showdown between gods and humans will determine the fate of mankind.

"Quick! Retreat!" "Don't stay where you are for a moment, everyone return to the wall!"

George's voice was transmitted to people's minds through magic, and his usually calm tone was now filled with urgency.

At this moment, the quieter and colder the air was, the more it indicated that a horrific battle would break out in the next second.

If the impact was the same as last time, the coldness of the snow would be enough to freeze 100% of the people to death.

Even if they don’t freeze to death, if they are caught up in a little aftermath, those in the eighth realm will be shattered into pieces, not to mention those in other realms.

Hundreds of thousands of people ran back frantically.

The open door came into play at this moment, allowing people to squeeze in. Some people even stepped on others' shoulders to get into the wall first.

"Hurry! Hurry!" "Don't push, fuck! Who touched me?" The languages ​​of English, French, and Japanese converge to form a wave of sound that allows even those who don't understand to understand the urgency contained therein.

George stood on the west wall. The sunlight shone here but could not bring a trace of warmth. His eyes were looking into the distance.

The scenery is like a scene filtered by hell, with snow falling and a giant figure that seems to appear and disappear between heaven and earth.

"Don't you want to keep running?" Peter tugged at his collar, unable to contain his irritation and fearing his unknown fate.

"Run? There's no safe place even if you run to the end of the world."

True Man Qingxu shook his head. This battle would determine the life and death of mankind. Just look at those believers whose divine power had been drained away and you will understand how ironic the so-called trial evolution is.

Apart from the high priest, I'm afraid all of them are just leeks raised by the God of Winter.

As for why the high priest was not one, it can be seen from the reaction of the God of Winter that that person only officially appeared after the death of the high priest.

“Hopefully we can win.”

"The world is not swayed by our wishes."

Master Kong Kong complained.

"Here it comes." George whispered.

There was a loud bang, and the whole world seemed to tremble in their sight. However, nothing happened. The shaking just now was merely the aftermath of the explosion of divine power.

However, it made the powerful men in the eighth realm feel as if their souls were frozen.

"This is the power of the God of Winter."

George's voice was trembling. The coldness penetrated the air and froze his internal organs. Frost seemed to hang between his brows. He reached out and touched it, and it was covered with cold sweat from fear.

……

Narcissa's terrifying divine power exploded, and her body shrank from huge to normal size in an instant. She did not concentrate all her strength into her shrunken body, but spread the light on the ground.

Silver light everywhere.

Whirlpools of frost pulled at the ground.

Bai Shi just took a look and was immediately swallowed by the whirlpool.