The believers on the Imperial City battlefield encountered a fatal catastrophe.
It was like a nuclear bomb exploding, affecting a range of hundreds of kilometers and causing extremely horrific damage.
Even cultivators were torn into pieces when faced with such a terrifying shock wave.
This is an irresistible divine punishment. Only when you personally witness it and experience it can you understand why everyone under the gods is just an ant.
Tang Zhen's extraordinary methods used the energy of heaven and earth accumulated by the Kingdom of God to launch a bloody massacre.
The forbidden power makes the enemy completely defeated.
This is the difference in realm. Although they are fighting on the same field, they have completely different means.
If Tang Zhen didn't take action, the sky would collapse and the earth would shatter as soon as he did, crushing the native monks with ease.
In the thick smoke and fire, there were still figures escaping from death, all looking towards the center of the imperial city in horror.
Despite such a terrifying explosion, the zombie army was not injured at all and was still standing in the center of the imperial city.
The shattering of the protective barrier was obviously just an illusion.
Thousands of corpses watched indifferently, letting the enemy struggle in the ruins, but did not take the opportunity to add insult to injury.
These defeated enemies were not worthy of their attack.
"Why it came out like this?"
The believers who were lucky enough to survive trembled and roared. They didn't expect that they would end up with such a tragic end in an instant.
Before the war started, he was so heroic and thought of breaking Tang Zhen into pieces, but now it seems like a joke.
At this moment, the zombie army has become a nightmare in the hearts of the surviving believers, and they have completely lost the courage to fight.
"What are you waiting for? Why haven't you launched an attack yet?"
The church's top brass, who had narrowly escaped death, questioned his accomplices who were holding religious artifacts, and vented their anger on them.
If he hadn't hesitated and had to look for the best time, how could such a catastrophe have happened.
Countless church elites were buried under the ruins, and died silently one by one.
Such a terrible catastrophe has never happened before, and it is definitely a disaster for all religions.
"how so?"
The senior church official who was being questioned also had blurry eyes and his body could not help but tremble.
He kept mumbling to himself, with confusion and madness in his eyes.
"It's impossible. This is the power of gods. How can a counter-demon deserve to possess it!"
He originally thought that all living beings were confused, and he was the only one who found the right direction.
He secretly rejoiced because of this, thinking that he was superior to others.
Just when he was about to make a difference, he discovered that the truth was not what he thought. The ants he thought were stepping on his feet turned out to be unattainable.
As a slave, trying to fight against a being at the same level as the master is simply a life-or-death struggle.
The huge psychological gap made him become crazy and twisted, and he directly took out the hidden religious artifact.
"You go to hell!"
A bloody long sword appeared, with runes engraved on the surface, extending from the head of a strange skeleton.
"Blood Demon Sword!"
When the surviving church leaders saw this, they couldn't help being surprised and happy, and instantly regained their confidence in victory.
Just because this religious artifact has a great reputation and has killed millions of creatures.
The church's top brass holding the artifact roared at the top of their lungs and slashed in the direction of the zombie army.
It started as a burst of energy, and then a red shadow appeared, looking like a weird python.
Where the shadow passed by, gravel and flesh and blood debris on the ground gathered together at extremely fast speeds.
A blood-red giant snake formed in an instant and passed through the ruins.
The already shattered imperial city suffered heavy damage once again. Wherever the giant red snake passed, a terrifying deep trench appeared.
The giant snake was extremely fast, but in the blink of an eye, it had already rushed in front of the zombie army.
"Ouch!"
With a shocking roar, the giant snake bit Tang Zhen fiercely, and its huge body even crushed the corpse.
The giant snake has a clear purpose, which is to use its huge body to crush these corpses into pieces.
"die!"
With an angry rebuke, the attacked corpse raised its knife at the same time and slashed at the giant red snake.
The scales of the giant red snake carry a trace of regular power and are not afraid of ordinary swords and axes.
But at this moment, the Zhanma Sword easily penetrated the giant snake's body, slashing the terrifying giant snake with bruises all over its body.
The giant snake howled, and its huge body kept twisting, but it did not crush the ghoul troops into pulp.
The corpses affected by the snake body rose into the sky one after another, and attacked again with their swords.
The giant red snake was miserable and was covered in bruises in an instant.
Seeing that it is no match, the giant red snake will flee to avoid suffering greater harm.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, a huge corpse appeared out of thin air, swinging a sword to chop at the snake's head.
"don't want!"
The giant red snake roared in despair. It felt the threat of death, and its body quickly faded and disintegrated.
However, the blade was faster, and before the giant red snake could dissipate, it was slashed to a seven-inch vital point.
With a pitiful howl, the giant red snake disappeared into thin air, and the broken stone limbs that made up the god's body fell all over the ground.
At the same time, the Wanzhong Church's religious artifact disintegrated into fragments.
The high-ranking church official who shouldered heavy responsibilities and had the chance to meet the true God had a dull expression on his face.
Obviously he couldn't believe that the religious artifact would be broken into pieces in his own hands.
Originally, he was thinking of using this artifact to kill the zombie army, and then annihilate the elites of the major churches.
But he didn't want to make a plan, but in the end nothing was accomplished, and even the spirit of the artifact fell into ashes.
The thought of failing the mission and possibly being punished made him feel endless despair.
The only thing I'm glad about is that I didn't launch an attack on other churches, otherwise I might not have been able to escape death today.
At this time, when he looked around again, he saw a series of shocked eyes, looking at him blankly.
These surviving believers also did not expect that the terrifyingly powerful religious artifact could not do anything to the zombie army.
After suffering a heavy blow, this is the only chance to make a comeback.
Never in my wildest dreams did I expect that the sacred artifact that had great hopes for it would be so vulnerable.
All hopes are dashed and the chance of winning is almost non-existent. At this time, there is really no need to stay any longer.
Without any communication at all, the surviving top leaders of the major churches rose to the sky one after another.
Keep yourself useful, it will never be too late to take revenge later.
But as soon as they took off, they saw silhouettes whizzing towards them, like hawks swooping down on their prey.
It is those corpses with three pairs of huge wings on their backs, which are extremely agile when flying in the air.
In the previous battles, these corpses had not shown their wings, but were hidden under their cloaks.
Now it has changed its form, and its feet have become like bird claws, able to easily claw through the enemy's body.
The whole body is covered with black scales, shining with an icy luster, showing a ferocious and fierce attitude.
This was the first time that the zombie army showed its true appearance and fought alone with the church's top leaders.
But he effortlessly suppressed the frightened church leaders.
The higher-ups of the church became more and more horrified, discovering that both their strength, speed, and their own magical powers were being crushed in all directions.
These terrifying corpses turned out to be more powerful than expected.
The captured church monks felt unspeakable panic in their hearts. They struggled desperately to resist, but found that there was no way to escape.
When they think of falling into the hands of a ghoul and possibly facing a fate worse than death, they feel a sense of fear of falling into the abyss.
On the outskirts of the abandoned imperial city, the expression of the descendant who had become enemies with Tang Zhen became extremely gloomy.
Originally, he thought that Tang Zhen would be severely damaged this time, and he would be able to launch a decisive attack to add insult to injury.
Unexpectedly, the performance of the zombie army far exceeded expectations. Even if he tried his best, he might not be Tang Zhen's opponent.
If the two sides fight, he will probably die and need to come again.
Knowing that he is not his opponent, the descendant will naturally choose to retreat while waiting for the best opportunity to take action.
Just as he was trying to evacuate, he suddenly felt something in his heart and looked towards the center of the imperial city.
Tang Zhen, who was standing with his hands behind his back, actually looked at him from a distance, obviously seeing through his disguise.
"not good!"
His heart suddenly tightened, and the descendant tried his best to escape from this dangerous place.
But the next moment, the sky was filled with corpses, tightly surrounding him.
