The New Year's Eve bell has just passed, and in the season of cold wind and thousands of miles of frost, the great counteroffensive that took place in Nia has finally entered the final decisive period. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

On the four continents in the southeast, northwest and northwest, the second batch of angel armies with the same number has been put into use, and the soldiers who have just been sluggish have been re-sharpened, devastated, and pushed all the way over, and the tens of millions of elite troops of the Earth Federation who followed the rear have not even experienced a real battle, and some are just clearing the remnants of the enemy and cleaning up the battlefield.

In the end, it seemed to be thought in a trance that the victory would continue like this until the end of this armed march, the recovery of all of Nia, and the counterattack on Feroğei.

In the last line of defense of the First Expeditionary Force, the last fortress, the believers of the gods had no way to retreat.

The loss of a large area of territory, mapped to the high-end battlefield where the gods are located, is to come to the activity space greatly reduced, limited by the rules, the gods lost the ability to contact and fight with the enemy, and the gods of the earth and Nia did not enter the counteroffensive stage because of this, the two sides disengaged, one side jumped like thunder, and the other side seized such time and opportunity to fully manage its own defense.

Mobilize the powerful race of the entire Ferrosei, and form the main force of the second wave of expeditions together with the angels of the gods, the time required for mobilization and preparation is far from enough, but the gods can't wait, under the effect of a stern oracle, several procrastinating racial forces have been completely destroyed like a killer, the three dungeons were completely destroyed under the front of the angels, and a tribe of the Mind Snatcher was razed to the ground, and even the Mage Federation was under such a heavy pressure, trembling, and the last mage group had to be dispatched in advance…… At this point, the second wave of expeditionary forces is rapidly taking shape.

However, the loss of the landing site seemed inevitable, and before the arrival of the second expeditionary force, at least one foothold on the four continents had to be retained, so that the high-end battlefield could exist and be maintained, so that the war could continue, rather than being judged in advance by the rules jointly established by the two Majestics.

Therefore, mobilizing elite forces from the second wave, adding the remnants of the first wave of expeditionary forces, and making trouble to hold a fortress and a fortress, has become the only option.

Now, most of the four continents have been recovered, and the contractors who have obtained the command of the angels have abandoned the previous rampaging battle mages, they are in groups of three, five groups and a group, commanding dozens or hundreds of "cloned" angels, and then organizing a large number of low-level contractors to become one small army after another, such an army is very flexible, using wolf pack tactics, and when encountering weak opponents, they will rise up in groups.

When encountering a hard bone that is difficult to gnaw, he will call friends and companions, gather a few, dozens of troops, adopt flexible tactics and tactics, bite a little, and sometimes even require the force of mortals in the rear to carry out overwhelming long-range support.

The loss of the cloned angels plummeted immediately, and the speed at which the third batch of cloned angels was produced finally exceeded the rate of loss.

In this way, except for the last bastion, the remnants of the enemy scattered across the four continents have been swept away.

On February 18, 2010, the final battle quietly came.

Behind is the sea, hundreds of kilometers ahead, there are endless enemies, the atmosphere of the end of the world shrouded the last camp, fortress, countless nobles, kingdoms annihilated, countless heroes, died on this road of failure, all the way to retreat, immortal voters often fall, even if they won the legend of the divine will judgment, there is no time to digest the dividends after the victory, but in this road failure, all the way to retreat, suffered huge losses, now 98 sages, sages, Legendary, there are only 65 left, and once again the joint spell, once again supporting the "extreme temperature realm" like a large-scale legendary spell, but strangely no one mentions it.

On the day of February 18th, the enemy's forward was already in sight, on the highest mage tower, a small group of "cloned" angels driven by the other party's contractor appeared in front of the defense line unscrupulously and triumphantly, the voters and legends on the mage tower were silent, and the remaining nobles and royal families had long lost their previous fund-raising ambitions, exchanging desperate eyes with each other, and privately making decisions to survive and preserve their strength.

The popes, who are majestic, elegant, and inviolable at all times, are also a little embarrassed, they are still full of fighting spirit, and they still have the confidence to win, but they don't know how many times they have been tormented, and they are a little tired, and at this time, they have looked at the army of false gods with the most indifferent attitude, in the distant area, showing off their might.

Suddenly, the dim sky was lit up by a sudden aurora, as far as the eye could see, the strong light was dazzling, and the characters who were not strong enough could naturally see anything, but the powerful beings raised their heads one after another and looked towards the sea of light in the sky.

I saw that the sky was like a canvas, torn apart by an invisible giant hand, a large number of light points swayed on the edge of the tear, and the torn area, the inner world of the advancing plane, was vaguely visible as if it was separated by a thick, hazy glass.

"It's ......"

A Sage muttered in distraction.

"This is the destruction of the enemy, this is our new life, this is the manifestation of the will of the gods!"

A pope raised his arms and raised his voice.

Before the words fell, a forward plane melted into a huge gap in silence, and a radiant twelve-winged angel, dressed in a flowing white robe, holding a legal codex, with a compassionate smile, slowly walked out of the huge gap!

His body was incomparably tall and majestic, and the brilliant wings were layered on top of each other, even causing the sky and the earth to tremble slightly, especially the code of law he was holding, as if it could absorb all materials and energy, and any existence could not see its specific form clearly.

"It's ......"

This time, even the Pope just now was speechless, the angel in front of him had a powerful strength that was not inferior to any god, but he couldn't find any adult corresponding to it when he searched through the throne of the gods......

There is only one ancient god of the Pope, who is well-informed enough, "This is the Archangel of the Law before His Majesty's throne......"

Between the exclamations, a team of eight-winged angels came out of the gap, respectfully standing behind the twelve-winged angels, and behind them, tens of thousands of four-winged angels walked out one by one, forming a boundless angelic army in an instant.

Next came dragons, titans, and Mind Flayer elders......

"Retreat, retreat!"

All the contractors exclaimed, ordered. (To be continued.) )