He was a Secondary Seventh Rank priest, but his official position was ’Jun Shu Order.’
Why?
Because the deities Chen Lu worshipped were all ’Minister of Agriculture God.’
Chen Lu loved farming since he was a child and disliked fighting and killing.
However, he had no talent in this area and failed to pass the exams for seven years, so he could only serve his country indirectly by taking the path of worship.
He turned out to be very talented in the way of worship, quickly standing out among the crowd and becoming a Minister of Agriculture Priest.
In this way, he could ask a god to possess him and act as a Minister of Agriculture Official.
But usually, he was just a priest.
His sensitivity to the Heavenly Ti was not that strong.
Thus, Chen Lu had not yet discovered the enemy’s arrival.
He was sun-drying sweet spirit grass in the city, a Fourth-tier dicinal material used for treating external injuries, which military doctors often used.
"Sift, sift, sift~"
Chen Lu held a sieve, sifting the seeds from the sweet spirit grass, then deftly tied the processed grass with a rope and placed it on the cart next to him.
"In the afternoon, I processed several thousand pounds again. Today’s military task has been completed twice, and I earned a thousand battle rits." Chen Lu smiled contentedly.
So materials often appeared on the daily military duty list.
Because they were never too many, just like this sweet spirit grass.
Chen Lu had been working on it for half a month; most of his tens of thousands of battle rits ca from this kind of dicinal material.
"Brothers, keep at it a bit longer."
"It’ll be dark soon."
Chen Lu shouted, pushing the cart towards the dicinal material storehouse.
After a few steps, it went dark.
A shadow enveloped the entire city.
"Mr. Chen, why did it suddenly get dark?"
"What’s going on? Mr. Chen, did you do this?"
Chen Lu saw the shadow on the ground, and his scalp tingled.
He imdiately put down the cart and roared, "Enemy attack!!!"
"Guard camp, prepare to engage! Prepare to engage!"
Chen Lu sprinted towards the sacred temple.
The sky had turned dark quickly, like ink, corroding the city’s array.
In just three breaths, it changed from black to dark red.
Such a large-scale attack ant the enemy’s strength was extraordinary. For Chen Lu to perform at his best, he needed to get to the temple to summon the god quickly and inform the surrounding reinforcents.
As a priest, Chen Lu was competent.
But as a main general, his qualities were just average.
He hadn’t even reached the temple.
The black sky above split open with a red rift.
"Crash~"
A mass of red viscous substance splashed onto the roof of the divine temple of City 109.
Then it started to rain blood around.
"Hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss~"
The roof began to emit smoke; a large amount of red liquid infiltrated the temple, drenching the divine statue.
The ground also began to smoke.
All the statues started to crack, and the golden light was swallowed by the red light in an instant.
Arms, faces, heads...dissolved by the crimson liquid for the most part.
"Ah——"
"Pop, pop!"
There were still a few eighth-grade priests in the temple, but their skin began to rot after being drenched with the red liquid.
Chen Lu watched a few priests scream in agony as they ca out.
He was instantly horrified:
"It’s Blood Kui, don’t summon the god! Don’t summon the god!"
But he was too late.
Several priests instinctively tried to summon the god when corroded, but instead of summoning the god, they turned into pools of blood.
Seven ninth-grade priests ca out of the temple grinning, extending four arms from their backs, and their muscles expanded.
Ignoring Chen Lu, the seventh-grade priest, they attacked the others.
"Power of the Evil God."
Chen Lu felt a chill in his heart.
When Blood Kui drenched the temple, if the priests of Great Zhou tried to summon the god, they would unwittingly summon the Evil God worshiped in the Southern Desolate!
The Evil God of the Southern Desolate would corrupt the minds of people, turning them into its puppets.
"Ah! Help!"
"Don’t run, use the Spirit-breaking Crossbow to shoot them!"
"My God, how can they still move with their heads off?!"
"Monsters!"
The divine temple was the first to be destroyed, and the ’evil god puppets’ it produced had too much of a psychological impact on people.
These puppets were fierce and fearless; even if their heads were cut off or their bodies pierced, they were unaffected and could still move.
Those killed by these puppets quickly stood up again.
The city quickly descended into chaos.
First, Chen Lu, the main general, failed to organize a counterattack quickly and did not effectively command. The commanders of the departnts did not coordinate well.
Second, the enemy instantly broke the crucial temple and created monsters like blood puppets.
Third, the Zhenhai Army had been fighting too smoothly for the past half month, facing little resistance. Chen Lu’s side had never encountered an enemy.
Thus, even though the Zhenhai Army here could fight, they quickly fell into a chaotic retreat.
At this mont, Chen Lu finally stood before a small divine statue in the Marching Hall.
"Please, Tian De True Monarch, save us!"
With a thud, Chen Lu knelt on one knee, quickly burning incense and paper.
"Hiss~"
The flas burned.
The divine statue’s eyes opened swiftly, and a golden illusion appeared, swallowing the incense fla and then flying onto Chen Lu.
"Drip, drip, drip~"
Chen Lu’s deanor changed drastically. He stood up sternly and walked quickly out of the Marching Hall.
Swish~
With a wave of his hand, a Sound Transmission Order appeared in his hand.
"Where is the First Commander of the military departnt?!"
No one responded.
"Second and Third Commanders of the military departnt, quickly encircle and annihilate the evil god puppets in the east of the city. You may coat your weapons with your own vigorous blood to kill them!"
Still, no response.
"Justice Director of the Engineering Departnt, quickly reinforce the defenses of Mo Shou’s Realm! And..."
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