The saint stood outside the house, listening quietly to the brief screams that came from inside occasionally, without a trace of expression on her face.

Beside her were Rong Zhi and Nan Jin. Although she did not have the silence as silent as the saint, she was also a little confused.

The door opened, and two trembling guards soldiers walked out of the gap with two bags of animal skins flowing out of the gap. When they saw the Saint and the two giants, they nodded and turned sideways.

"There are ten more, one quarter of the fallen sand will be sent in in the future. This time, there will be at least one level five or above, and at least one level six."

After listening carefully, the sound was a bit strange, but with the door that had not been completely closed, you can see the Holy Father sitting on a jade bed, hiding behind a white curtain, leaving only his head to be seen.

The room was filled with bloody smell that was so strong that it was already smelly.

The door is closed, and the inside and outside are isolated into two different worlds.

The saint turned around and left. Rong Zhi and Nan Jin looked at each other and shook their heads together to follow.

The Holy Father's instructions just now were not allowed to do it, so they could only do it.

But... when they sent their subordinates in, they turned into a pile of flesh and blood without life and energy when they came out. This kind of thing made the two giants completely lost.

They don’t know if this is right or not, it should be right, because the Holy Father almost means everything to the Temple of Dawn, so it is the most important thing to make people live.

It is certainly true that some sacrifices are made for this.

But why, I feel so uncomfortable?

The two giants followed the Saint like a zombie, and the soldiers around them saluted and said hello to them without any response.

The saint in front suddenly stopped, turned around, looked at Rong Zhi and Nan Jin, and whispered: "Don't you go and prepare... food?"

The two giants were shocked. They looked at the Saint in disbelief, not understanding why she used the word "food".

The saint smiled, for some reason, and then left.

The two giants stood there for a long time.

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The Holy Father slowly breathed, raised his chin to the front of the bed, and the two soldiers immediately came to pack up. They had been here for a few days, but the fear in their hearts still did not weaken at all. They packed up the remaining minced meat of the ten people in fear and walked out with their hands.

Even if it didn't take too long to just bury the flesh and blood of these comrades, for them, it was the easiest time in these nightmarish days. They would rather fight to the death with the layman than accompany the Holy Father who had never had the chance to approach before.

"Wait a moment."

The two of them packed up and were about to go out with their skin bags, but they were stopped by the Holy Father.

The warrior immediately turned around and waited respectfully for the order, but he lowered his head tightly.

The Holy Father smiled: "I know it's not good, but there's no way. If something happens to me, you won't be able to have a good time, right?"

The two soldiers nodded in a hurry, but their hands, which were holding the animal skin bag, were tightly clenched.

"You won't tell this matter, are you?" the Holy Father asked with his head turned.

"No, no!" The warrior was frightened and his body trembled quite severely.

"That's good." The Holy Father sighed with confidence, but his tone suddenly changed: "But I'm still a little worried."

As soon as they said this, the two soldiers turned around and rushed out at the same time. No matter how stupid they were, they knew what the Holy Father was going to do.

It was also at this moment that the image of the lofty father who was highly respected by them completely collapsed.

But they are just level five warriors, so how can they escape from the level nine Holy Father?

Two fishy red straw-like objects bounced out from the Holy Father and stabbed into the vertebrae behind the necks of the two soldiers. The two men's bodies first stiffened, then thrust a few times quickly and violently before collapsed to the ground.

The Holy Father withdrew the straw, closed his eyes as if he was enjoying something, and then opened his eyes again and looked at half of his body.

There, it was so broken that it was terrifying.

The arms are gone, and now there are hundreds of red blood vessels dancing there, and the flesh and blood next to the body are gone. You can see the thick ribs. The bones now look so intact are obviously pale compared to those close to the chest.

The same is true for the crotch and legs, without flesh and blood, only bones that look very ‘new’.

The Holy Father closed his eyes and recalled the tragic situation after being hit by the last divine punishment a few days ago and flew outside the city.

Half of his body is gone!

It's really gone, nothing is left!

If anyone had anybody, it would be a mortal injury. This not only means the loss of flesh and bones, but also the loss of important organs, especially the heart!

But the Holy Father is a level nine-level strongman. The moment he was hit, he consumed all his energy to protect the crushed heart and forced it to connect it together. When he landed on the ground, he let his blood vessels and meridians extend out of the intact body part, absorb energy from the surrounding Dawn Temple warriors and war beasts to repair the wound, control the bleeding, and then quickly return here to cultivate.

In a few days, using the energy of other people's life, the Holy Father has completed the repair of bones and internal organs.

Although the parts that were repaired in this way were still far from their original body, which would greatly affect their strength, the Holy Father had no choice but to wait until his body was intact and assimilate these parts bit by bit.

However, new problems have emerged. He found that his body's repulsion of these external energy is getting greater and greater. Although he tried his best to suppress it, the total amount that could be successfully converted into him was still greatly reduced.

If the body is not repaired as soon as possible, the energy flow will accelerate, leaving him on the verge of death at any time.

The Holy Father never wants to die. He has to go to another space to see that he still has immortal life.

"Come!"

The sound was not loud, but it was enough for the guards closest to him to hear it.

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Rong Zhi and Nan Jin, who were drinking some wine in the camp, suddenly heard the horn of the assembly team, and were shocked at the same time.

They were the direct commanders of the army. Without their permission, only two people could order the army. One was the Saint, but the two knew that the Saint was a little discouraged and would not make such an order at all, so there was only one person left.

Holy Father!

But what should the seriously injured Holy Father do? Should he continue to launch an attack on the royal city at this time? When the morale is low, the layman and the Genting Villa coalition obviously have a backup plan?!
Chapter completed!