Chapter 3 The Number of Demons (6)

Style: Fantasy Author: Corsica 14Words: 2060Update Time: 24/01/11 14:43:01
A knife disappeared in full view, which stunned everyone present. At the same time, Gregory's voice came over: "Let that girl go, this is a warning."

Excluding those who broke into the village and set fire to it, there were more than three hundred people following Valhalla. Gregory stood alone in front of them, but his momentum seemed to crush them all.

"Give you a chance. The principal culprit and those who killed others will commit suicide in front of me. Those who burned or smashed things will pay compensation according to the market price. The others will follow me to the church and confess their sins before the only true God. In this way, I’ll let you go.”

Valhalla laughed loudly: "Church? We don't believe in the gods of the Heavenly Empire! Come on, kill this poor guy who doesn't know how to live or die!"

Gregory calmly raised a finger to the sky. The lives and deaths of the more than 300 people in front of him, and even the lives and deaths of all the 1,000 people brought to Valhalla, all depended on his thoughts. He had figured out that Valhalla was the leader of this group of people, and decided to use him to scare the monkeys.

However, just when the head of Valhalla was about to fall to the ground, another cry suddenly came from the village:

"Punish these men for their sins, elberith (the Covenanter)!"

Gottfried shouted these words repeatedly and rushed over angrily. After hearing his cry, the soldiers along the road started rolling on the ground holding their heads in pain.

"Let you dirty my circle! Let you dirty my circle! I am God's chosen one! Come and taste the wrath from the God of the covenant!"

Seeing Gottfried's magic, a look of surprise appeared on Gregory's face, and he slowly lowered his raised finger.

Gottfried yelled and rushed to the village entrance, but when he saw the dense group of bandits surrounding the village entrance, he panicked again, braked suddenly, and changed his words: "Oh... the God of the Covenant said that he has already I’m done venting my anger, it’s time to go back.”

Gregory caught Gottfried who was trying to escape.

"Master Gottfried, are you going to abandon us like this and refuse to save us?"

Gottfried said to Gregory with a sad face: "Don't call me master, I really can't deal with so many people!"

"Is it because the Semitic traditional magic doesn't have the means to deal with this kind of situation?"

"Yes... we will call God's name and pray to Him. If God is willing to help us, our wishes will come true. But most of the time, God ignores our voices! So let me go!"

However, Gregory's hand did not relax at all. Seeing the group of soldiers charging forward with knives raised, Gottfried had no choice but to use that magic:

"Please show your mercy and take your poor followers out of here, elshaddai (the Almighty)!"

Nothing happened.

Gregory sighed and waved his hand slightly. In an instant, the entire Brizania village's houses, land, and villagers disappeared together. What remained in the eyes of Valhalla and his soldiers was the empty great plain and the equally empty night.

A girl's voice suddenly floated from the distance: "You guys move faster! We clearly found that enemy troops have entered the village, why did you report it to me so late? And it was so slow!"

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Then a man's voice came again: "It's just a group of little thieves. The King of Sweden can deal with it alone. Did she ask us not to disturb her as much as possible? Is it okay to go in now?"

"Why have you become so well-behaved? Kill me! Kill all these blind bandits!"

Along with these two voices came a large number of noisy and uneven footsteps.

"Are there any enemies?" Valhalla looked around and found that his men were still scattered in every corner of the original village. He hurriedly ordered, "Gather quickly! Get ready for battle!"

However, before they could gather together, a bunch of throwing axes suddenly hit them from a distance. Then came the angry voice of the girl: "Who told you to use the throwing axe? What should you do if it hits your majesty!"

"It doesn't matter, just a few throwing axes, Sweden will be blown away in one breath!"

"Which world is this brave and invincible Valkyrie????"

In the midst of this quarrel, a ball of fire ignited. A girl covered in flames appeared in the dark night. At the same time, a group of bandits also wearing togas came towards Valhalla's troops and killed them.





The night was still dark, but the scenery in front of Ella had changed from plains to bushes, from villages to mountain trails. With the help of Yueguan, I can vaguely see the road under my feet. From the gaps between the trees, you can still see the towering mountains covered with moon gauze in the distance.

Gregory put a concerned hand on Ella's shoulder. He noticed that Ella's clothes were wet and soaked with sweat. He thought that she had been frightened by the group of bandits, so he comforted her again: "It's okay, it's some distance from Brizania Village. "

However, what appeared in Ella's eyes was something other than fear. The fear was instant and intense, but the gloom on Ella's face was long-lasting and heavy.

Gottfried's voice of surprise came from beside him: "Where is the village of Brizania? Did we escape? Did my magic succeed?"

He looked at everything around him with joy and danced happily. Seeing a cliff in front of him, he rushed over, looked at the bright moon, knelt down and worshiped, shouting: "Adonai (Lord)! Adonai (Lord)! The miracles you performed are amazing!"

A slight doubt arose in Gregory's heart. There is no doubt that what Gottfried is kneeling to now is Yahweh, the only God of their Abrahamic Orthodox Church. But Gregory couldn't understand why Gottfried had to use three different words: elberith (covenanter), elshaddai (almighty one) and Adonai (lord) in a short period of time to refer to the same god. Moreover, why can he use magic even though he believes in Yahweh? Or does his magic actually come from other evil gods?

Looking at the ecstatic Gottfried, Ella pursed her lips and lowered her head. Gregory thought that Ella was still scared - she almost died under the knife of a robber. Thinking back on this kind of thing, even a soldier who had been on the battlefield would be afraid, not to mention that Ella looked like a young lady from a wealthy family.

"Don't be afraid, it's really okay. Do you still have the strength to stand up? Do you want me to help you find a place to rest?" he asked.

Ella raised her head, glanced at Gregory, and then lowered her head again.

She wasn't afraid. She hated herself for not being able to do magic.