Chapter 615 Crazy

   Empire Sinbang.

  Western Front.

  Under the gloomy sky, tens of millions of troops are fighting on the vast land.

  Amidst the hail of bullets, there was a violent roaring explosion.

  The earth shook.

  Like a tall building, the huge flesh and blood monster squirmed forward against the gunfire, and flattened the steel barrier carefully crafted by the Imperial Workshop with a slap, and the imperial soldiers inside were directly squeezed into blood plasma.

   Countless bone chariots rampaged, and the sharp and ferocious bone spurs and spears tore apart the bodies of the imperial soldiers, leaving only stumps and broken arms all over the place.

   There are also various deformed corpse puppets, crawling on the ground like spiders, and their speed is extremely fast. Even the well-trained imperial army can hardly shoot them in a short time.

  These monsters created by the ritual greatly shocked the cognition of the Imperial Army. Even if they were severely injured, they could recover and heal by devouring the corpses on the battlefield.

  If it weren't for the imperial army's sophisticated black-tech armaments, it might be difficult to parry the Beelzebub Kingdom's attack.

   There are also many undead strangers, appearing in every corner of the battlefield. They joined the camps of both sides. The number is huge, and the extraordinary power spreads wantonly, and the white light that symbolizes death rises and falls one after another.

  The empire is being attacked by three major subsidiary kingdoms at the same time, and the four most powerful countries in the Sun Continent have all taken action.

   Killing and chaos are boiling, and people die in battle every second.

  However, on the other side where the armies of both sides cannot see, the battle at a higher level has not stopped.

Spirit world.

  The Wandering Knights led by Fairclaw, a demigod, six saints, and nearly a hundred elite mid-sequence transcendents are fighting against the Imperial Inquisition.

  The first presiding judge, Biondini, turned into a sheep-headed monster, and fought fiercely with Fairclough and another petal knight at the same time, with one enemy and two without losing the wind.

  McCollin and other five presiding judges each have opponents.

  The mythical power of each path makes the spirit world shake endlessly.

   Often high-level battles determine the direction of the war.

  Once one side loses, then on the battlefield in this world, the situation belonging to this side will decline rapidly, and even appear one-sided.

   After all, if the high-ranking people can free their hands, the ordinary army will be powerless to resist.

   Neither side wants to see this happen.

  Boom!

Biondini wrapped his arms tightly around a huge skeleton that was half a head shorter, and used his back to resist a blow from Fairclough's bone blade. The white hair was cut open, and thick golden blood flowed from the wound. Spew out fiery flames.

"die!"

   Biondini roared.

  He showed the demeanor of the first judge, and broke the enemy's body abruptly, and the terrifying high-temperature flames continued to burn the opponent.

   "Ah! Ahh!"

   This Sequence Four petal knight howled in the mythical flame.

  Beside him, on a mountain of meat, Fairclau's distorted facial features showed fright and anger. His "abdomen" opened, revealing hundreds of bone teeth, and swallowed Biondini's left arm in one bite.

  Galala...

   There was a scalp-numbing crisp sound, and Biondini lost an arm, but he also managed to burn the petal knight in front of him, and he punched Fairclau directly with his backhand.

  In the fierce fight, the two sides shed the blood of myth, and each retreated.

   "Lord Biondini!"

   Several presiding judges were astonished.

   "Empire Immortal!"

  Biondini was bleeding from his mouth and nose, roaring and roaring.

  He rushed forward again, wrestling with the huge meat mountain that was more than ten meters high.

  Boom! Boom!

  Between fists and kicks, terrifying shock waves scattered in all directions, and incandescent flames rained down, spreading for several kilometers. Not a single blade of grass grew on the land of the spirit world, leaving only pitch-black scorched earth.

  Blue smoke spread, the surrounding temperature quickly rose to hundreds of degrees, and the space was constantly distorted, making it suffocating.

   However, at this critical moment.

  The dozen or so high-ranking people present were startled suddenly, and a strong sense of danger surged in their hearts inexplicably.

   They stopped suddenly and retreated a distance tacitly.

  While being wary of the other party, he turned his head and looked into the distance.

   rustle...

  I saw a tall figure walking slowly on the scorched earth, bathed in the surrounding high-temperature mist.

   Until the figure approaches.

   Surrounded by many huge mythical creatures, a small figure with a black hat and black clothes and a white cane was revealed.

  But the faces of all the high-ranking people present, without exception, changed drastically.

   "The King in Cangyi..."

  The first presiding judge, Biondini, said solemnly.

   "Who allowed you to make such a big commotion in the spirit world?"

  The gentleman in the black hat looked ahead and said calmly.

  Biondini took a deep breath.

   "Sorry, Your Majesty, we will evacuate now."

  Although he, as the first judge, represents the face of the empire, but in front of this ruthless man, Biondini dare not make a mistake.

  The other party was a terrifying existence that slaughtered the jury and the allied forces of the Church of the Seven Gods on its own. I, together with the remaining presiding judges, may be far from being an opponent.

  Biondini was shocked by the sudden arrival of the King in Pale Cloth, and was even nervous. He did not want to conflict with him. The most important thing right now is to preserve the vitality as much as possible and win the war for the empire.

  As for the terrifying enemy, the King of Pale Cloths, Biondini intends to give in first, and then make a long-term plan later.

   "Your Majesty the King in Cangyi, we implore you to help us."

   At this time, the leader of the Wandering Knights, Fairclough, said respectfully.

   "If you can help us suppress the imperial jury, and the Kingdom of Beelzebub will unify the mainland in the future, you must have a place among the righteous gods! Believe in your church, and it will also become the new righteous **** church!"

  As soon as these words came out, the expressions of everyone in the Imperial Jury changed dramatically.

  The seat of the righteous **** is too attractive to high-ranking people!

  Because this means a stable anchor and sanity, no demigod or even an angel would refuse!

   "Excellent proposal."

   A smile appeared on Chen Lun's face.

  Fairclough and others were delighted.

  If the Kingdom of Beelzebub can get the help of the King of Pale Clothes, it will be a powerful supplement at a high level... It can even be said that the Kingdom of Beelzebub has already won half of this epic war that has spread across the entire continent!

   But the next second.

  Chen Lun's smile became a little cold, and he only heard him whisper:

   "Too bad I'm not interested."

  Fairclough froze.

  The high-ranking people present were horrified to find that a dark infinity symbol suddenly appeared on Fairclough's chest.

   Chi Chi Chi Chi!

  Countless invisible silk strings radiate around, and there are endless fine vibrato in the ears.

  Fairclau, who revealed the form of a mythical creature, was cut into countless parts at this moment. The most powerful recovery power of the flesh and blood pathway was vulnerable to a single blow in front of the silk string, and its vitality was annihilated, and it could no longer heal.

   "Ah-"

  The mountain of meat collapsed, and some broken mouths opened and closed and howled.

"run!"

   Biondini growled.

  None of the high-ranking people on both sides dared to face the King in Cangyi.

   Their first thought was to run for their lives!

   "Don't even try to leave."

  Chen Lun said lightly.

  Boom!

  His figure disappeared instantly.

   Immediately, a huge figure in a pale robe suddenly appeared in mid-air, holding an ivory white carved cross sword in his left hand, and a white phosphorous serpent around his right arm. There was a halo behind his head, and three cards floated on his shoulders.

  The members of the Wandering Knights tried to leave the spirit world, but they were horrified to find that they could not escape. The surrounding space was like an invisible solid wall, which could not be touched or broken, and everyone was blocked here.

  噗—

   Boom boom boom!

  White curtain of swords and shadows swept across, and the five petal knights were wiped out of existence on the spot without exception, dead beyond death.

  Fairclough, who was smashed into a pile of mud on the ground, was dying. In the pile of debris, several eyeballs were bloodshot, and his broken mouth screamed in unison:

   "Madman! You are such a lunatic! The Empire hates you so much that it dares to attack us now... All those who betrayed their relatives will eventually be cast aside by this world! Ah! Ahh!"

  Countless pale crystals spread from the ground, climbed up the skin of the meat, and soon engulfed Fairclaw.

  Boom!

  The white phosphorous serpent crashed to the ground, and its huge and long body snaked past, directly crushing the mid-order transcendent of the Wandering Knights.

  The expressions of the presiding judges of the empire have changed several times.

   "Everyone, it seems that the King in Cangyi doesn't intend to let us go... Let's fight to the death, but please always remember that the empire is immortal!"

  The first presiding judge Biondini took a deep breath and said in a deep voice.

   "The Immortal Empire."

  The faces of the presiding judges gradually became resolute, their eyes fearless, and they each shouted slogans and defended the mission.

   "King of Cang Yi, come and fight with me!"

  Biondini fully exerted the sequence ability of [Bright Lantern], and his whole body burned like an incandescent torch, leaving only the dazzling outline of a sheep's head and a human body.

  Holding a golden halberd made of mythical fire in both hands, he suddenly jumped up and fell towards the figure in pale clothes.

  At first glance, the size of the two sides is very different.

  The flaming sheep-headed monster is like a child in front of the King of Pale Clothes.

  噗—

  The huge and unparalleled carved cross sword slashed down obliquely.

  In just the blink of an eye, like a pale torrent rushing down, the small flames were quietly extinguished, and there was no trace of Biondini ever since.

  The Imperial Jury, the first presiding judge died!

   "Crazy... The King in Pale Cloth is completely crazy..."

  Among the remaining presiding judges, a middle-aged woman looked up at the terrifying behemoth and murmured.

   Bass!

  The cross sword fell again.

  The land of the spirit world cracked a huge ravine like a canyon.

  Including the female presiding judge, a total of four presiding judges all died tragically. Only McCaw Lane survived, stunned in place.

  Until the King of Cangyi retracted his cross sword and left quietly, he still stood there, staring blankly at the collapsed land in the spirit world, and the space cracks that spanned dozens of kilometers across the sky created by several swords!

  Mecoxlane opened his mouth.

  He didn't expect that Jack Speight would let him go.

   Maybe it was because of the little friendship in the past, he survived by chance, but McCaw Lin was suffering in his heart, and he would rather be erased by the other party with a sword.

  Plop!

  Presiding judge McCawlane knelt down on the ground, with an indiscernible growl from his throat, leaving him alone in the silent spirit world...

   The second chapter is later;

   The state is very bad these days, please forgive me;

  

  

  (end of this chapter)