god of tomorrow

Didn't you only swing the sword once? Why were there seven or eight sounds per second?

Why does my back hurt so much? Is there any story behind the arrow stuck in my shoulder?

Ray thought a lot and was about to turn around when a hand came from behind, covering her mouth, and then in one second, eight stabs were made into her abdomen, ribs, and right chest.

The final cut slit across the neck.

Ray clutched her neck and collapsed, letting out a fumes. She stiffly looked up, and in her gradually darkening vision, Gawain pulled out a pistol and pointed it at her.

It was a very strange revolver, seemingly possessing boundless magic, that captivated her soul with just one glance.

boom!

Gawain pulled the trigger, and the bullet struck Ray between the eyebrows, ending his life and sending his soul to the underworld.

There are many questions I want to ask, but now is not the time. Let's put him in a small dark room first and interrogate him when we have some free time.

On another battlefield, Jeff lay on the ground, dying. His shield arm was severed at the shoulder, and a sharp sword wound across his chest exposed almost all his internal organs.

Jeff refused to recount his life in a flashback; on his deathbed, he only wanted to know why: "Marlen, what... what... magic is that on your forehead?"

"Hellish magic!"

Malen stared blankly at his friend of more than ten years. After the friend breathed his last, he took out a wallet from the friend's coat pocket and stuffed it into his own pocket. "You may not have heard of this, which is normal. This is an unrecorded history. God is eternal and invincible. A god who is high above cannot have enemies."

The original universal theology established the lofty tone of the pantheon, but it never recorded that the gods also had powerful enemies. Just as only magic can fight magic, only gods can fight gods.

The difference is that they are called demons, defined as subverters of order.

Once these truths are revealed, magicians will recklessly explore the unknown, thereby revealing the sacrificial recipes for the corresponding demon gods. This will not only affect the gods' monopoly but also allow the gods' enemies to gain a continuous stream of new faith.

This is the Freshman Retreat!

"A bunch of ungrateful wretches, better to kill the innocent than let them go, keep them all!"

Maren surveyed the chaotic battlefield, took a step forward... then slowly withdrew, turning to look to his right.

A blond youth carrying a sword emerged from there, and it seemed he had been standing there for some time.

Covered in dust and dirt, their features were obscured, but their demeanor suggested they were no ordinary adventurer.

"You want to avenge him?"

Maren looked at the young man warily, vaguely sensing that something was wrong. He suddenly realized, "Wait, you're not an adventurer. Who are you? Which church do you belong to?"

"Adventurer Ross, seeking justice and redress."

Chapter 88 I recommend the Gauss brothers; they are the ones everyone hopes for.

The battle between Dawn and Maren needs no further explanation; it was all about speed.

Dawn was quick; in a swift, deadly strike, he beheaded Marlen in a single, swift movement. Marlen was no less decisive, falling straight to the ground with remarkable agility.

If I had to put it in perspective, it seemed like an instant kill, but in reality, neither side lost health or mana, making it a close match.

Without the two knight leaders, or more precisely, without Maren to hold the line, the Seminary Order quickly fell into defeat. It was as if there was some kind of bond between them; with Maren dead, the Seminary Order collectively lost its leadership buff, and the entire group fell into chaos, allowing the adventurers to overwhelm them.

Chaotic battles are the forte of adventurers. With both sides at the same level, the experience of the Seclusion Society was completely inadequate. They suffered a crushing defeat, retreating in panic and leaving behind a large number of corpses.

The enemy is ashamed, I'll go and strip him naked!

The bloodthirsty adventurers activated their bullying and cowardice buffs, ignoring their injuries, and charged forward with howls.

Five minutes later, she obediently returned the way she came.

Calm down and think about it. After all, it's someone else's territory, and I don't have many brothers around. If I encounter a tricky trap, it wouldn't be good if I hadn't even had a chance to sacrifice my brothers, but instead, my brothers sacrificed me instead.

……

On the battlefield, adventurers are clearing out the battlefield, which means looting the corpses.

Upon seeing equipment that fits, one should not hesitate to strip it off and put it on. If it is enemy equipment, this is called using war to sustain war. If it is one's own brother's equipment, that is even better, as one can carry on the brother's legacy and avenge him.

Soon, the body of Jeff, the ringleader, was found.

Judging from the signs of the battle at the scene, Jeff sacrificed an arm and his life to decapitate Maren, ultimately dying from his injuries.

The adventurers present all broke down in tears.

Five seconds later, continue cleaning up the battlefield.

If we're not familiar with each other, five seconds is already more than enough!

Jeff, the nominal leader of the adventurer group, accepted Maren's commission to assemble a mercenary force for Lord Rupert. All the adventurers, including Jeff, received wages from Rupert, and they were all involved in the numerous crimes committed in Sunset Town.

They're just doing things for money; they're not that close to me.

More than Jeff and Maren's corpses, the adventurers wanted to know where the female knight Rae was, unconscious and calling them "dogs" and looking at them like trash, treating them like dirt. How could they tolerate that?

The adventurers were all seething with anger, vowing that once they found Ray, they would make him wish he were dead.

Unfortunately, Ray vanished as if she had evaporated.

"Where did that woman go? We haven't found a single hair on her head."

"It's only natural that she runs fast because of her long legs."

"You'd better not get caught by me!"

Gawain mingled in the crowd, shrugged, and said nothing. He had thrown the female knight away with his Erosion Hand; she was everywhere behind the hill, and the adventurers hadn't looked carefully enough.

Dawn approached Gawain, his expression extremely grave: "Gawain, have you ever heard of Hell?"

"hell……"

Gawain had heard of many hells in his past life, some Chinese and some Western, and he didn't know which one En preferred. If it were him, he would generally lean towards the Chinese one, but if he had to choose... he'd heard that the Western one had succubi.

My thinking has slipped, and I've gone astray again.

Gawain had only heard of Hell in his previous life; this was the first time he had ever seen it on the entire continent. He had searched through libraries and supermarkets but had never seen any records related to Hell.

Dawn had never heard of Hell either, so he repeated Maren's words, his expression becoming even more serious: "Maren is Rupert's knight, Rupert must know more. Next... what do you plan to do?"

That question is definitely asking about completing a task!

At this moment, Gao Wen had already received his fourth task for the night.

The first mission was 'Local Gang', the second was 'Rescue', and the third was 'Cave Conflict'. Just when I was wondering why the chain of missions hadn't started yet, Dawn helped trigger the fourth mission.

At this point, in Gao Wen's eyes, Dawn was no longer just an ordinary buddy; this guy was a mission trigger genius, able to complete several missions in one go every time they met.

[Host has triggered the quest [Secrets of Hell]]

[Mission Description: The mysterious and unknown hell has suddenly unveiled itself. Rupert left everything there. Find him and uncover the truth.]

[Task Rewards: 20 million Experience Points, 1 Gold Coins, 100 Basic Free Attribute Points]

【Whether to accept? 】

【whether】

The rewards for the chain missions are getting higher and higher. The fourth mission already has so many rewards. If we get a fifth and a sixth, won't we be able to take off tonight?

Gawain couldn't find a reason to give up, so he replied with a serious face: "I know the legends of hell have terrified you, and that's not your fault. After all, they are the enemies of God. But I will not back down. My justice will not fear any power or violence."

"..."

Do you feel uncomfortable if you don't step on me a couple of times every day?

Dawn looked constipated. When did he ever say he was going to desert? He was just asking Gawain for advice because of his position as an assistant. Was it really necessary to insult him like this?

Dawn snorted and turned his head away. He forgot to mention that the loot from the adventurer team's blast of the vault was in his pocket.

Mrs. Jay was a man of few words, but she didn't lie; her men did not rob the vault.

He did it himself.

Dawn was initially torn between telling Gawain whether to stop him from swallowing it all or to remind him to take less. Now it seemed that it was better for him to remain silent.

Dawn remained silent, but Gawain spoke up: "We shouldn't just go by ourselves; we should bring more brothers with us. If we let these adventurers leave, the townspeople will probably suffer."

Currently, the adventurer team has just over seventy members remaining, all of them bruised and battered, having just survived a life-or-death battle. For those who have just crawled back from the brink of death, merely cleaning up the battlefield is far from enough to calm their extremely tense nerves, let alone satisfy the restless desire deep within their hearts.

They desperately need a grand feast, strong liquor, violence, and women to release all their inner fears and pressures.

What do you want to do?

Dawn nodded. Gawain was right; the adventurers were already discussing how to kill and set fires.

"I'm still thinking..."

Gawain spread his hands. If he could, he would love to make use of the waste, but he had no idea how to get the adventurers to obey.

If only I hadn't killed the female knight, I could have kept her as a carrot; a whole pack of donkeys would have followed her to the death.

Dawn lowered his voice: "If all else fails, then... "

"A team cannot be without a leader. I recommend the Gauss brothers; they are the ones everyone hopes to have!"

"I also recommend the Gauss brothers. They were the ones who led us to victory. Only they are qualified to do so."

"I respect no one but Commander Gauss!"

"Commander Gauss!"

"Commander Gauss!" x70+

"..."

Dawn: (?Д?≡?Д?)

What happened? Was he asleep? What happened? Why did everyone expect this?

Dawn was completely bewildered, as was Gawain. Seeing the expectant gazes of the adventurers fixed on him, and even having someone drape the captain's cloak over him, his face fell, and he smoothly got into character.

"You have truly caused me great suffering... You have truly caused me great suffering!"

Gawain tried to take off his cloak, but several large hands held him down. He could only shout, "In the battle just now, I only shouted slogans and didn't contribute much. The credit belongs to everyone, to every brother who died in battle. What merit do I, Gauss, have to sit in the position of commander?"

"Brother Gauss, only if you become the commander will everyone be convinced."

"Yes, Commander, don't refuse. It's good for the brothers!"

"We have witnessed the commander's courage and strength..."

After being persuaded by everyone, Gao Wen refused three times without success. He gritted his teeth, stamped his foot, tightened his cloak, and raised the assassin's dagger to the sky: "Thank you all for thinking so highly of me. Now that things have come to this, if I, the leader, refuse again, it will not be modesty, but a slap in your face."