Chapter 432: A Tragic Showdown

Romero fell on his back, like a drunkard who had drunk high, lying on the ground with his face buried in the snow. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 infoRomero is a shameful traitor, even if he dies differently than others, because he is a faceless traitor, naturally he can't look up to the sky.

Romero died, and Russell Dafa finally spit out a breath of evil breath in his heart, and spat fiercely at Romero.

Romero is dead, Marx is also comfortable, and a hidden danger is eliminated. You don't have to worry about always having a mad dog around, and you don't even have to worry about drinking a little wine and playing with a beauty. Dogs can have, such as the tame Hoogers, but forget about wild dogs.

Marx's face was gloomy, and he looked grief-stricken with his deceased relatives, and his voice was choked: "Romero Fasheng sacrificed his life for the god of light, and we must learn from him." Learn from his spirit of not being afraid of death and not afraid of hardship, inherit his legacy, and fight to the end for the great God of Light. Warriors of the God of Light, we are not here to invite guests to dinner in the Heavenly Peerless City, go and kill, conquer, and destroy! ā€

The warriors of the Holy See of Light screamed and rushed towards the magicians of the Odin Empire. The battlefield was split into two parts, and a large number of magicians on both sides were thirty meters away from each other, throwing magic around. The bosses of both sides, Marx and Russell, were on one side and opened up another battlefield. The battle of the Dafa Saint is not something that others can mix.

Marx did not preemptively make a move, and whispered: "Thank you, my old friend, for removing Romero for me." Truth be told, I hate traitors as much as you do. To show my sincerity, please strike first. ā€

Russell Dafa Sheng smiled faintly: "Anyway, Marx mentioned Dafa Sheng, I am still grateful that you did not persuade me to surrender." ā€

"Hehe, Russell Dafa Sheng, you are different from Romero, you are a truly patriotic person, and you love your country deeply. If I exhort you to surrender, it will not only be an insult to you, but also to myself. If you and I weren't enemies, we might be friends. Please, Russell Dafa Sheng, for the sake of your country. Marx mentioned that Dafa Sheng said calmly, and what he said was very sincere, no matter what, a patriotic person should be respected.

Now is not the time to be polite, Russell Dafa Saint is still summoning a rain of arrows, while Marx mentioned that Dafa Saint is summoning the guardian of light with the help of the power of the God of Light. Marx's whole person was wrapped in the white light of the sky, and those ten-winged birdmen flew above Marx's head, singing the hymn of the God of Light and the greatness of the Kingdom of Light.

The invisible light blocked the attack of the arrow rain, and the sharp arrow rain turned into a water element outside the light, returning to the heaven and earth. Even the three consecutive attacks of the rain of arrows did not shake the light by half a point, this is the gap between the same Dafa Saints.

Not far away, the duel between the two sides, regardless of losses, was extremely miserable, without considering their own casualties, and bombarded the group magic towards each other. In this regard, compared to the Holy See of Light, which cultivates all light magic, the side of the Odin Empire has the upper hand. Although there are more people than the other party, the Dharma Saint and the Great Magister are fewer than the other party, and the most important thing is that each person's magic attributes are different.

Although countless arrangements have been made for group duels, magicians of the same attribute form a phalanx, which is basically a phalanx of earth, water and fire. As for the scattered wind attribute and individual ice attribute magicians, they can only play at will. The small number of people of the same attribute causes your group magic attack power to be much inferior to that of the Holy See of Light, and after a few rounds of duels, the Odin Empire has suffered a big loss.

White light magic, blue water magic, red fire magic, earthy yellow earth magic, cyan wind, cold ice, all kinds of magic almost overwhelmed the space. Here, at night in this border city, magic is not noble at all, and magic becomes a naked killing machine.

The Holy See of Light lost six people, and the highest cultivation was a great mage, who was successfully attacked by the water law St. Marcos under the cover of the earth law St. Berberto. However, the Odin Empire lost thirteen people, including three archmagisers. The overall strength is once again tilted towards the Holy See of Light. The Holy See of Light seems to be bound to win the Heavenly Peerless City, completely disregarding its own lives, and putting on a posture of changing lives, as if even if there is only one person left, Marx will not hesitate to do so.

The matter is a bit serious, the water system law San Marcos is more calm, and said to the earth system law San Berberto beside him: "Old friend, this is not a way, in the end, even if we all die in battle, the Heavenly Absolute City still can't stand it." ā€

Bebeto looked around, looked at Russell Dafa Sage who was struggling to support him in the distance, and sighed: "What can I do now?" Tonight is just a battle to the death, and as for the future, the Sheringham Dafa Holy will avenge us. ā€

Yes, there is no way back, there is no choice but to die in battle.

There were several more rounds of duels, and the two sides suffered further casualties, and there were almost twenty people left in the Holy See of Light, and there were only eleven people left in the Odin Empire, which was originally a large number. The Dharma Saints of both sides are basically still there, and basically Russell's cousin Anan is also temporarily safe under the cover of the Marcus Dharma Saints.

At this time, Russell Dafa Saint could no longer withstand Marx's attack due to the difference in strength, and with Marx's "judgment of light". The brilliant white light like a galaxy of stars came to Russell's Dafa Holy Scroll like an overwhelming sky, and the birdman flickered his wings and sometimes turned into a seductive baby, and sometimes turned into a demon with teeth and claws.

Russell Dafa Saint forced himself to insist, and even closed his eyes, trying to summon a water curtain to resist. It's a pity that Russell Dafa Sheng, who came out of the end of the strong crossbow, has been a little shaken in his mind under the invasion of the sound of glamour. The water curtain shattered, the white light hit Russell Dafa Sheng, and a mouthful of blood sprayed in the night sky, Russell Dafa Sheng was like a paper kite with a broken thread, flying out of the snow a hundred meters away with the cold wind.

Russell is the pillar of the Odin Empire, and his defeat is the death knell of the Heavenly Absolute City. The remaining eleven people in the Odin Empire could no longer care about the other party's magic attacks, and rushed towards Marx one by one. Unconsciously wanted to prevent Marx from further harming Russell. Although there are not many eleven people, but this is the eleven people who survived the tragic magic war, and their magic combat power is undoubtedly the elite of the elite, and the twenty people of the Bright Sect did not dare to be careless, and rushed over together.

More than thirty people were concentrated in the small space around Marxist, and the small space was even more terrifying than the power of the magic attack. Even the magic attack can no longer avoid their own people, and the unlucky ghost who is close to it is killed by the magic attack of his own people. It's no longer a magic attack, it's no longer a war, it's a naked slaughter, not like a human killing.