National Games: Hang up from the zombie apocalypse

Chapter 3343 Murderous Intent

The situation is not good!

The bishop's face darkened, and he immediately signaled to everyone to prepare for battle.

The number of war spirits was so great that they quickly surrounded Bishop Maxim and his party.

A moment later, the war spirits parted to make way for a narrow path.

"Bishop Maxim, what brings you here?"

Maxim raised his head, looking at Adam who had emerged from among the heroic spirits. A solemn expression appeared in his eyes as he said in a deep voice, "What's going on here? Were all these war spirits summoned by Anos? Where is he?"

Adam didn't answer, but slowly turned his head to look at Caleb in the crowd. "Did you bring the bishop here?"

Caleb felt a sudden pang of guilt and snapped, "So what if I am! Adam! The bishop is asking you a question! What are you up to here? Report everything to the bishop right now!"

“I’m sorry, Bishop.” Adam looked at Maxim again and shook his head slightly. “You shouldn’t have come here after listening to slander.”

"What do you mean?"

"The Shadow God commands that anyone who is not a follower of the Shadow God must not enter this place..."

As Adam spoke, he slowly raised his hand, a hint of murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

"kill!"

At his command, the holy swords held by the gathered war spirits and heroes all shone with scorching holy light and charged toward Bishop Maxim's team almost simultaneously!

"Adam! Are you insane?! You actually attacked the bishop?!"

Hel was shocked and immediately ordered his team to attack the group of war spirits!

Because the city church team was too small, they were unable to break through and were trapped in place, unable to move.

Hel stared intently at Adam, trying to discern something from him.

Since the founding of the Holy Church, there has never been a recorded instance of a heretic as depraved as Adam.

Adam remained silent, standing behind the densely packed horde of War Spirits, remotely controlling them to attack.

Hel's strength had already reached the tenth rank. Seeing that the enemy's battle spirits were not only not being consumed but were actually increasing and could not be exhausted, a flash of anger appeared in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "God's Favor Squad, follow me and kill Adam!"

"Yes!"

Fang Heng and Zane's phantom images appeared not far behind Adam.

"This has gotten out of hand..." Zane whispered, "It seems to be a secret operation by the church. The city lord's mansion hasn't received any news either. Brother Fang Heng, what should we do?"

"Since it's been discovered, let's just clean it up directly to avoid future trouble."

"So ruthless?" Zane asked suspiciously. "These people are from the city's main church. If we kill them all, there will probably be endless troubles to come."

"Whatever. With the City Lord's Mansion around, we can delay things for a while longer. Besides, the church's procedures are always slow. Once the news reaches the regional church, and they send people to investigate, we can delay things for at least a month, which is enough time for us to do a lot of things."

"Hehe, so Brother Fang Heng had a plan all along. I was just being nosy."

In the center of the battlefield, Hel, accompanied by several ninth-tier Oracles and guarded by a group of high-ranking heroic spirits, headed straight for Adam.

Decapitation operation!

The number of war spirits and heroic souls is too large, almost endless, and they will be consumed until they die.

Perhaps eliminating Adam will offer a glimmer of hope!

Adam coldly stared at the Hel team rushing towards him, his gaze calm, as if he were looking at a group of dead men.

This group of people.

If they run away directly, they might still have a sliver of hope.

They actually dared to rush up?

I really don’t know how high the sky is.

Adam slowly raised his hand forward and said coldly, "You shall submit to the power of the God of Shadows."

Huh!? What?

Herl's pupils suddenly contracted.

He suddenly sensed several dark lights emerging from the shadows ahead.

Dark figures emerged from the intense fluctuations of death energy.

Ghost Hunter!

"call out!"

A cross-shaped counterattack!

"boom!!!"

A blinding light burst forth from the divine shield enveloping Hel's body.

The explosive force of the Holy Guardian sent Hel flying to the right.

At the same time, the Shadow Hunter, emerging from the shadows, quickly appeared behind Hel's team.

"Boom! Boom boom boom!"

A series of crimson reverse cross strikes slammed into the outer holy armor of the Oracle Squad, shattering the armor and sending everyone flying back. The battle spirits guarding the team fared even worse, almost exploding under the combined attack of the Nether Hunter's stealthy strike and the reverse cross slash.

Hel had just regained his footing when he looked up and saw the high-level battle spirits he controlled exploding one after another, causing his pupils to dilate violently.

The Nether Hunter is strong, but not to this terrifying degree, right?

A single blow nearly shattered his outer holy armor; this level of attack power is already at the level of a leader-level Netherworld creature.

And how many Netherworld Hunters are there under the boundless darkness?

It's impossible to tell just by sensing!

"retreat!"

Hel roared and immediately retreated frantically.

The Nether Hunter's figure kept appearing behind his companion, the Oracle, shattering their sacred armor and sending them flying.

not good!

The underworld is filled with a high concentration of death energy. Once the divine armor is removed, the divine barrier that the oracle releases cannot be maintained for long.

"Bishop...it's them! They were the ones who attacked us outside the temple!"

Caleb, who was surrounded not far away, saw the Nether Hunters reappear in front of him, and his pupils showed an unconcealable fear.

However, compared to half a month ago, when there were only a dozen or so Netherworld Hunters at most, now he can only see shadowy Netherworld Hunters constantly sweeping across the sky, striking stealthily before disappearing back into the darkness.

I can't see the exact number, but I feel there are at least several hundred!

Bishop Maxim was also frightened, and a layer of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

He had absolutely no idea what was going on.

The enemy was actually a mixed force of War Souls and Nether Hunters?

At least it appears that Adam controls a large portion of the creatures in the underworld!

"Activate the barrier, initiate the emergency descent transfer ritual, and retreat immediately upon their return!"

"Yes!"

The Oracles who were fighting the War Souls and Heroes on the outer perimeter retreated and gathered in the center of the team. Several eighth-level priests in the accompanying team closed their eyes at the same time and formed hand seals in front of them.

"Om...!"

Holy light descended from the sky, and a sacred barrier quickly enveloped Bishop Maxim.

The protective barrier falling from the sky gave Caleb a sense of security. He looked up again and saw Hel leading more than a dozen eighth-tier Oracles, desperately running towards the barrier under the pursuit of the Nether Hunters.

Hel watched helplessly as his companions were blasted away by the shadowy hunters that emerged from the darkness, dragged into the darkness and disappeared completely!

It's not that we don't want to help, it's that we can't. (End of Chapter)