Beauty and the Bodyguard

No one knew what Lin Yi wanted to do, but at this time, no one dared to act rashly.

Even the high priest can only pretend to be dead at this time. If Lin Yi targets him, even if it can't really cause any substantial harm to him, it will be enough to make his situation extremely embarrassing.

In fact, even his official status as the original spokesperson of Poseidon will be completely deprived, and it will not be so convenient if he wants to use the power of the priest system.

Lin Yi glanced at the high priest meaningfully.

The high priest looked at his eyes, nose and heart, pretending he saw nothing.

Fortunately, Lin Yi's focus was not on him. He gently opened his palms and the huge Poseidon light pillar above his head suddenly spread out and dispersed into hundreds of small light pillars, covering the heads of some people in the Silent March camp. .

These people were all specially marked by Lin Yi before, and they were all traps set by the high priest!

Soon, the men found themselves unable to move.

Not only could they not move, but the key was in the beam of light above their heads. Their memories hidden in the invisible light deep in the sea of ​​consciousness were actually reproduced bit by bit in front of everyone.

The whole place was completely silent.

Some people couldn't help but murmured: "Could this be the legendary divine photo?"

The so-called divine illumination is to use the halo of gods to illuminate all the true past of believers.

One by one, all the black history they had committed before, including pretending to be Lin Yihui to create all kinds of chaos and tragedies, sowing discord and pointing all the fingers at Lin Yi, and the most critical point among them, instructing them to do this The people behind the scenes are all invisible under the divine light.

The scene of millions of people was as quiet as a ghost at this moment.

For a moment, the eyes of millions of people in the Silent March changed, and the bone-chilling hatred was quickly replaced by overwhelming anger.

Someone couldn't help but take the lead in taking action against this group of undercover men, and then spread the word among others, and all the victims who had been deceived spontaneously joined the ranks of the siege.

Under the suppression of the Divine Light Pillar, these people had no chance to escape. They could only watch with despair as they were overwhelmed by the angry crowd.

"powerful!"

Several top five players sincerely gave Lin Yi a thumbs up.

They really didn't expect that Lin Yi would actually hide such a super move that could turn the tide. No wonder he dared to appear so calmly on an occasion like today.

Soon, the hundreds of Anzi were beaten to death, with almost no one left intact, and each one was more miserable than the last.

Even so, the silent marching crowd was still angry and looked at the high priest in unison.

Although the high priest did not appear frontally in the memories of these dark men, the outline of his figure was exactly the same as his gray shadow that had just been killed by the sword master!

In other words, these secrets are all controlled by his substitute behind the scenes, which naturally means that he is controlling them behind the scenes!

Lin Yi glanced at the dumbfounded Chu Dongyang: "The time has come to make a name for yourself, why don't you take a gamble?"

"..."

Chu Dongyang just pretended not to hear.

joke! That's the high priest! The first person in the whole sea!

Even if everyone else in Poseidon Temple stood by and did not intervene, he and the top combat forces in the Silent Marching Team combined might not be the high priest's opponent.

Unless Lang Mie takes action with them.

In fact, even if Lang Mie and Yi Qian's top walking team take action, he may not dare to rush forward. After all, in a battle of this level, even with his strength, he may become cannon fodder at any time. This is not how he wants to stand out.

Lin Yi looked at the high priest calmly: "Aren't you going to say a few words?"

Not only the Million Marchers, but also the people of Poseidon Temple were staring at the reaction of the high priest.

If today's incident cannot be given a perfect explanation, even if he is a high priest, he will be completely beaten into the negative side and become the mastermind behind all kinds of tragedies, and he will never be able to turn around!

However, the high priest was not as angry as everyone expected, and he did not even show the slightest mood swing. He just shook his head with a calm expression.

"Those who purify themselves will purify themselves. I don't know any of these things. I really have nothing to say."

The high priest looked at everyone with compassion: "I deeply sympathize with you for your tragic experience. Our Poseidon God is willing to provide you with all the help we can. He has passed away. I hope you can treat yourself well and treat the rest of your life well."

Everyone was collectively speechless.

You didn’t know anything about what your substitute did. How did you have the nerve to say this?

However, for those people at the bottom who do not know the truth and have little discernment, the high priest's sanctimonious image is still quite acceptable. Just as right now, they no longer know who to believe.

After all, the avatar who died at the hands of the Sword Master just disappeared in a flash. Except for those real masters, most people present could not see clearly at all, or even couldn't even see it due to their position.

This is exactly what the high priest wants.

He never expected that his personality could deceive the top people, as long as he could gain a foothold among the most ignorant people at the bottom, that was enough.

As long as he made sure not to focus all the attention on him, even if there were millions of people facing him, he would still have peace of mind.

In particular, after the commander-in-chief led the temple guards to outflank them from behind, subtle changes occurred in everyone's psychology unconsciously.

"It's true that a mob can't make a difference."

Lin Yi looked at the panicked person opposite and couldn't help but shook his head.

Having just killed the hundreds of people who were sowing discord, the Silent March's million-strong army had already vented most of their anger. In addition, this was their own internal strife, and it was obvious that they could no longer share the same hatred with the outside world.

Now that the temple guards were suddenly encircling them, the ambitious ones represented by Chu Dongyang lost the courage to force their way forward.

They could see clearly than anyone else that if they came forward again at this time, not only would they not be able to respond to everything at once, but they would become a thorn in the side of the high priest.

By then, I don’t know how he died.

Without a leader, the millions of silent marchers collapsed on their own without any surprise.

Some people couldn't help but want to be the first to escape. If there was the first one, there would be the second one, and then they would be scrambling to step on each other.

The temple guards didn't even need to take action at all, they just got a little closer and watched, and the scene collapsed into a horrific situation, which perfectly explained what a real mob is.

Several of the top five walkers looked at each other and shook their heads with regret: "It's a pity, otherwise the old man wouldn't have been able to pass this test so easily today."