Honey, It’s Time To Take Your Medicine!

The gravel on the ground kept bouncing.

The expressions on every soldier's face were so serious, and their eyes were filled with angry flames.

On the ground, yellow sand began to churn.

The strong wind whistled in my ears.

The expressions of the priests of the Mother Earth Cult changed.

Seven thousand people!

That's not an exaggerated amount.

However, when seven thousand people lined up in neat lines and glared at themselves, every priest could feel an indescribable heavy pressure on his chest.

Their faces turned pale, and a strong sense of fear began to grow in their hearts. Although the seven thousand soldiers just walked toward them step by step and did nothing, their high heads shrank subconsciously.

They were back to back, crowded together, their throats were dry and their throats were squirming.

Beads of sweat began to form on his forehead, and the hand holding the weapon was trembling.

"What do you, you guys, want to do? Stop it."

One knight couldn't control himself and screamed loudly: "In the name of the Mother Earth Cult, I order you to stop and get out of here."

"You damn heretics, believe it or not, I will send you all to the stake."

Angry roars fluttered in the wind, but anyone could feel the cowardice hidden in that roar.

They could not imagine that they just wanted to execute a few despicable civilian soldiers, why would they arouse all the people to resist? When did these civilians become so united?

They never imagined that when these civilians unite together, the pressure they bring can be so terrifying.

The distance was getting closer and closer, and at some point, the entire Earth Mother Cult camp was completely surrounded.

In the camps where the Holy See and the royal family were stationed on both sides, a large number of knights pointed in this direction, their faces full of the expressions of people eating melons.

Those idiots from the Mother Earth Sect, didn't they realize that these soldiers' spiritual will has reached the edge of madness because a large number of their brothers died in battle?

Is it too long for your life to provoke this group of lunatics at this time?

Those are seven thousand soldiers who persisted until the end in the battle with the monsters?

They are warriors who have experienced the tempering of blood and fire and wander in front of the gate of hell. They are the best.

Even if they don't have advanced magic or strong fighting spirit, they have iron will and rich combat experience.

If we really want to fight, the knights of the Mother Earth Cult are definitely no match.

Even if you add the Holy Son, it won't work.

The knights roared viciously and fiercely, trying to make the warriors stop, but no one would obey their orders.

Princes, generals and prime ministers would rather have the seed!

They are also human beings, and their dignity as human beings can only be defended with their own hands and will.

The circle of encirclement keeps shrinking.

The expressions on the faces of the priests became increasingly frightened, as if they were not facing a group of civilian soldiers at all, but the most ferocious beasts in the jungle.

The movement here finally attracted the attention of Holy Son O'Niens.

He opened the tent and walked out. He glanced at the situation around him and frowned. A cleric whispered in O'Neill's ear what had just happened.

O'Niens glanced at the soldiers around him with a cold expression. He waved his hand suddenly and his voice floated in the wind: "Leave the soldier who just spit here. The others will not be punished. Get out of here!"

It's fair to say that O'Niens has some sense.

Of the 100,000 soldiers who fought against the monsters, the 7,000 who survived. If all of them were killed, the impact would be too bad. Although in the eyes of Oniens, not to mention these 7,000, even the 93,000 would have already been destroyed. The weight of civilians killed in battle is also as light as a feather.

He can let these seven thousand soldiers go, but the bastard who spits must be executed.

The glory of Mother Earth cannot be desecrated.

From O'Neill's perspective, this is already considered very magnanimous. Those civilians should immediately kneel on the ground and praise their kindness.

But what O'Niens didn't expect was that the soldiers didn't seem to hear his voice at all, and none of them left.

On the contrary, these soldiers suddenly raised their weapons at the same time without receiving any orders.

Uh-huh!

The whole movement is uniform and the sounds are in one line.

The dilapidated battle knives, rusty spears, monster claws and fangs, as well as long bows and crossbows coated with venom collected from monsters...

In an instant, all sharp objects were directed towards hundreds of clergymen, including the Holy Son, O'Niens.

It was obviously just a piece of dilapidated and even ridiculous weapons, but at this moment, it made everyone feel terrified, and their bodies were soaked with sweat.

O'Neill's face was ashen, how dare these civilians?

The Son's orders were useless. Instead of being grateful for his kindness, these stupid things actually dared to show their weapons at him?

Blasphemy, inexcusable!

His body was trembling, and the expression on his face became distorted.

Bitingly cold, the sound of suppressed anger that was about to explode began to spread in the air.

"I, the Holy Son of the Earth Mother Goddess, O'Niens!"

"How dare you raise weapons against the great Son."

"In the name of the Holy Son, I command you, all of you, to kneel before me!"

There was deathly silence all around.

A few seconds later, a voice came in the wind: "Bah? What kind of evil pen is the Holy Son?"

hiss……

When this voice entered O'Neill's ears, the handsome man's face was distorted into something uglier than a monster, and his body trembled.

I had graciously given them a chance to kneel down and atone for their sins, but these stupid civilians not only didn't know how to cherish it, they even dared to insult me, my holy son.

O'Niens couldn't bear it any longer. He raised his palms high, ready to order the clergy under his command to kill all these soldiers, and he would bear all the consequences.

On the other two sides, Carol's expression changed slightly and he wanted to rush forward to stop him.

Seeing this scene, Rossweisse was also ready to rush to mediate. After all, she had not been able to gain fame with Qin Chu before, which made Rossweisse very dissatisfied. As a mediator, you may be able to gain the favor of those soldiers and expand your reputation.

Before the two of them could rush forward, O'Neill's palm had already fallen, and a cold voice came from his mouth:

"In the name of the Son, I grant you the punishment of death."

"kill!"

call……

Before the clergyman beside O'Niens could take action, a gust of wind suddenly raged among the crowd.

Yellow sand is flying all over the sky.

A contemptuous voice spread in the wind:

"Haha, Holy Son?"

"Who? Who's talking?" O'Neill's face became more and more distorted, and the irritability in his chest made his voice a bit sharp.

The next moment, there was a buzzing sound and a gust of wind spread in front of O'Neills.

The raging storm instantly condensed the silhouette of a tall woman.

It's Violet.

His right hand suddenly stretched out from the wind. O'Niens's face changed slightly and he was about to avoid it when he realized that his body, legs and hands had been entangled by wind whirlpools at some point.

His body couldn't move at all for a moment, and he could only watch as Violet's right hand clasped directly on his forehead.

Immediately afterwards, O'Neill's body left the ground.

The next second...

boom!

O'Neill's face was directly hit to the ground by Violet.

"Holy Son? Ha, it's also bullshit!"

Chapter 2 is presented.

Chapter 228 My sister is so sassy (3)

Originally, the conflict here had nothing to do with Violet.

However, Violet has been dissatisfied with the Holy See and the Earth Mother Cult for a long time. After all, the Church of the Lord of Storms was destroyed by the Holy See, and the Earth Mother Cult was a traitor who betrayed the past midway.

Just because Qin Chu told him that now is not the time to break up, and not to attack people from the Holy See without a reasonable excuse, so Violet has been patient.

But now, isn't this a great opportunity?

She just wanted to avoid large-scale internal strife between humans, so she had to step forward to mediate the conflict between the two parties.

What a great, bright and righteous excuse.

Although it was a bit simple and crude, Violet judged that in this tense situation, only absolutely ruthless means could be used to control the situation and prevent the situation from continuing to go berserk.

As a result, O'Niens was trampled under Violet's feet just like Karsus.

It was really stepped on.

After Violet smashed O'Neill to the ground, a white and tender foot stepped directly on the back of O'Neill's head.

O'Neill's face kissed the earth. This may be the most intimate contact between him and the earth.

The fine yellow sand fell into the corners of the eyes, was inhaled into the nose, and poured into the mouth.

The gravel pierced the delicate skin on his face, causing burning pain.

But the physical pain is far less unbearable than the mental torture.

anger!

He was the noble Holy Son. When had he ever been so humiliated? He was trampled on his head and stepped on by an inexplicable woman of unknown origin.

This damn bitch even calls herself shit?

This was a humiliation O'Neill had never faced before.

This kind of humiliation is even more painful than killing him directly.

His body was like a worm squirming on the ground, and there were bursts of roars coming from the depths of his throat that humans could not understand at all.

His limbs were struggling desperately, like a bastard who couldn't turn over.

joke.

In the past, even Karsus had to be trampled under his feet in front of Violet. Who was he, O'Neill?

Karsus is a genuine titled knight, and O'Niens is only level seventy-nine. Although he is only one level behind, the gap in strength is as insurmountable as a huge chasm.

Even if there is an evil god's thread in O'Niens' body, which makes O'Niens become more violent and stronger than before, but time is short after all, and O'Niens has never been like Karthus before. It is almost impossible to break away from Violet's feet due to huge changes.

The clergymen all around looked strange.

Seeing the Holy Son being trampled underfoot, no one dared to stop him.

Carol frowned.

Rossweisse looked at Violet with eyes filled with anger and resentment.

She originally wanted to be the mediator in order to gain the support of those soldiers and expand her reputation and influence, but she didn't expect that Violet would directly overtake her.

This damn bitch.

Rossweisse kept cursing in her heart.

Qin Chu and the people around him seemed to be deliberately against him, making it difficult for Rossweisse to do anything she wanted to do.

The soldiers around him were full of gratitude when they saw this scene.

When they were bullied, they were actually ready to die together with the other party.

Although they were numerous, they were mostly civilians who had not practiced much. They only had the experience of fighting monsters and the courage to fight to the death.