"Looks like their peace isn't going well."
Huai Shi looked away in disappointment.
When Gusion's body fell from the sky in pieces, a loud bang was heard.
Countless gorgeous flowers grew out of the rapidly rotting corpses before they fell to the ground. Countless pure white iris flower petals scattered in the air. The dense sweet fragrance set off the blood and war as if they were in a dream.
"It's beautiful."
Hercules, who was sharpening his sword, looked up and praised, "It's not bad to have such a beautiful place as a showcase."
"Great Arbiter of Fate?"
Gala nodded in understanding. He was not frustrated or angry because of a momentary setback.
To him, such a level of struggle was not even an appetizer.
It was just a warm-up.
He was like a banquet organizer who was passionate about hosting.
As the eternal follower of the Withered King, before the banquet started, Gala would meticulously inquire about the preferences and taboos of every participant. He would tirelessly prepare everything, from chairs, tapestries, lights, music, and utensils. Finally, he would serve the most important dishes.
Finally, he tasted death in a carefree manner.
After hosting a banquet, he would immediately prepare for the next one. In a place like hell, there was no lack of death. Naturally, there was no lack of success and failure.
What was lacking was interesting guests.
For example, the existence in front of him, the enemy he had to face.
It had been a long time since he had such a pleasant feeling. He was like a child who had opened a treasure box, and he could continuously dig out new toys.
"This is really interesting!"
Gala grinned, and his smile was ferocious. He raised his scythe again and ordered, "Since the appetizing soup is not enough to satisfy my appetite, why don't you add a few more dishes?"
As he spoke, the earth rumbled.
An endless stream of darkness gushed out from the cracks, and the alchemy creatures from Solomon's hell sequence emerged from it.
There was a strange old man riding on a huge, mutated crocodile with a ferocious falcon on his shoulder. There was a strange dwarf with a lion head and a human face controlling illusions. There was a headless archer with a green cloak flashing in the shadows. There was a vague silhouette with a toad, a human face, and a cat's head. Her limbs were connected like rings, but she was constantly emitting strange radiation and poisonous fog. There was a beautiful woman who made countless hells excited, and even holy knights could not resist her charm. There was a Solidifier with a venomous snake coiled around her, holding a horn and a sword. There was a fleeting phantom holding a flaming jade on top of a giant hellish python …
A large number of Guild Masters produced by Hades' workshop were surging onto the battlefield.
In an instant, the stalemate was broken.
Under Gala's order, the huge ballista was lifted from the rear of the army and aimed at the outer wall of the Twilight Village. It spewed out an indescribable dark green brilliance.
The light rapidly expanded, and in the end, it turned into a torrent in the air, rapidly extending forward.
The eternal twilight of the setting sun was torn apart, along with the indestructible outer wall!
In the blink of an eye, more than 30 Guild Masters had completely broken through the outermost layer of defense. In He Di's hand, the essence of calamity from hell was once again displayed in the form of a large swarm. It displayed a shocking power, and after breaking through the outermost layer of defense, it marched straight in!
Gala did not hesitate to squander the bargaining chip from his employer. He knocked on the hilt of his sword and urged the army to press forward again.
"Come, let me see … what other good things you have hidden!"
He grinned, revealing the gorgeous gold ornaments on his sharp teeth.
After so many years, he could no longer wait to fight against Great Si Ming from the Present Realm. His eyes lit up with excitement as he asked, "Where is your group? Where is your limit? "
On the throne of Sunmaker, Huai Shi was expressionless. He just knocked on the armrest.
"Please let us fight, Your Excellency."
Roland gripped the hilt of his sword tightly and said with a gloomy expression, "We must make the demons who invaded the Sanctum pay the price."
"Don't worry." Huai Shi said, "Mr. Roland, I have seen the bravery of Charlemagne's Knights. Now is not the time for you to show up again.
Besides, the inner layer and the Eternal Frost Furnace still need your protection. "
Roland was stunned. "Are we going to retreat and defend?"
"Of course not."
Huai Shi laughed and pointed at the golden chariot in the enemy's formation. "Look, Mr. Roland, the person on the other side is challenging me."
He said, "No matter what, we must let him get what he wants —"
At that moment, the earth shook violently and roared.
The reason for that was because there were burning flames that were flowing through the earth.
Burning Flames!
From the Eternal Frost Furnace that was slowly opening, a terrifying heat gushed out.
From the space that looked like a chariot's equipment room, countless huge assembly equipment was burned. The steel arms that could not be retracted in time turned into molten iron and quickly melted, flowing on the ground.
A ferocious outline appeared from the flames.
Bright arrays appeared on the pitch-black alchemy armor, and under the heavy steel cover, the angry incarnation raised its eyes.
Then, in the flames, the silhouettes of countless blades and axes appeared, turning into a storm and whistling forward. The steel ground was torn apart like a thin piece of paper, leaving behind deep slash marks.
When the giant bull-like creature raised its head and neighed, a thunderous roar covered everything.
The storm of flames and iron pushed forward!
It was as if an ominous comet had descended from the sky, flying close to the ground and crashing into the turbulent battlefield.
Under the infusion of divinity and Source Substance, the activated Source Substance Equipment showed an unprecedented sharpness and terrifying posture, galloping in blood and corpses.
Tyrannically, it sprinkled death and destruction.
Endless anger spread as it moved forward, spreading on every defender's body, causing the blades in their hands, bullets, and even their eyes to turn fiery red.
This anger was planted in the souls of every believer, turning into an inextinguishable flame.
The blessings from Great Si Ming were bestowed upon everyone.
"Holy!!!"
The park guards and the lizardmen army shouted excitedly, chasing after the burning figure with no regard for their own safety, charging forward again.
Looking down from the sky, it was like an inextinguishable flame suddenly ignited in the darkness.
The uncontrollable flame spread rapidly, burning the grayish-black tide, igniting the opponents who overestimated themselves, turning them into firewood.
It did not care that the followers behind it were shaken off, nor did it care that the enemy had prepared a trap in front of it.
The angry incarnation lowered its eyes, the six sharp horns aimed at the 'pocket' formation that was opening towards it, its iron hooves stomping the ground as it charged forward again!
The mist and the pocket were torn apart at the same time, blood raining down like a storm, falling to the ground together with sparks and ashes.
With just a single exchange, the lion-headed dwarf and its illusions collapsed together with it!
After spitting a mouthful of magma spit in disdain, the angry incarnation raised its eyes again, glancing at the hell serpent not far away, and the group leader riding on the serpent, holding the Blazing Jade in his hand.
On the serpent, the group leader was shocked, pulling the reins, causing the serpent to curl up, quickly retreating to a safe distance.
Then, flames rose from the Blazing Jade, hovering above its head like a cluster of stars.
Each flaming star carried a terrifying lethality comparable to that of a missile, and they were aimed at the enemy in the distance. However, the group leader still felt that it was not enough, it was still trying its best to activate its treasures, causing the Blazing Stars to increase, almost forming an ocean.
Then, it saw it.
From a long distance away, the angry incarnation coldly retracted its gaze and charged … in another direction?
It ran away!
Anger rose from its heart, it could no longer suppress it, the Blazing Jade aimed at the angry incarnation's back, and over 400 Blazing Stars were ready to be fired!
At that moment, it saw … its own hands holding the Blazing Jade.
It did not know when, but it was already covered in wrinkles!
It was shocked.
Immediately afterwards, the hell snake he was sitting on collapsed with a loud rumble, pierced through by something extremely sharp. Pitch-Black poisonous blood gushed out from its eyes.
In the poisonous blood, clusters of pure white iris flowers bloomed together with countless beautiful flowers, their fragrance spreading.
Long before that, countless tiny vines that grew out of the scales had already extended to their master's body. They silently entered the body and grew wantonly.
On its decaying face, countless mycelium grew out of its seven orifices. They sprouted rapidly, taking away its last bit of strength.
This body had long since turned into a nest of poison and decay.
In its last trance, it seemed to see a pure white silhouette stepping on the flowers, leaving silently beside it.
However, it seemed to have recalled something, and the compassionate white deer returned.
It lowered its head and stared at the twitching face.
A slender vine grew out like a nimble little hand. It pulled out the extinguished flame jade from his hand and adorned it on its luxuriant and gorgeous antlers.
It looked like a gem embedded on the top of a crown.
It was a perfect fit.
It looked at Bloody, nodded in satisfaction, and got up to leave.
All that was left in the darkness was the rapidly declining Swarm Lords, who stared at the skies in despair … and the hundreds of burning stars that were slowly descending upon them.
Flames rose, spreading along with heatwaves, illuminating the battlefield in a fleeting moment.
It illuminated the flowers and grass on the ground that had bloomed without anyone noticing. The hurricane carried fine seeds and fragrant aroma, spreading to the entire battlefield.
"I feel like I'm more of a villain than the other side."
Huai Shi rubbed his chin and suddenly realized something. He asked Roland beside him, "We should be the good guys, right?"
"Well …"
The corner of Roland's eyes twitched. He wanted to say something, but stopped.
Although it was a little inappropriate for Paladin, who represented justice, to do this. However, at the same time, he also knew his duty as a knight. As a tool of war, as long as he could win, it did not matter what means he used.
However … this new overlord's methods were a little too ridiculous. Was the organization called the Astronomical Society all like this?
Could he not do something in the world of the living?
"Ahaha, isn't it a little ridiculous?"
Huai Shi scratched his head and coughed awkwardly, "It's okay, I'll correct the style. The Astronomical Society is a righteous and righteous organization. How can we be the same as the demons in hell!"
Behind him, the alchemy fire in the Eternal Frost Furnace finally extinguished slowly.
The casting was over.
In the furnace fire, the Sword of Virtue disappeared without a trace.
Then, the brilliance that represented endless love and hope rose into the sky!
A solemn crown of light was on top of its head.
The sacred white horse walked on hell!
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