Since the appearance of the Crusaders, the originally strong pillar of holy light has disappeared without a trace, and only the giant cross has sprinkled a faint light into this sea of clouds, like the cold moon in a winter night, shrouding this silent world.

The clouds are not very bright, and a little farther away, you can barely see the outline. Fortunately, the sea of clouds is not an ordinary person, even if the brightness of the space is not enough, it can still be seen very clearly.

The majestic cross that sits above the battlefield is more and more sacrosanct. Several pterosaurs fluttered their thin, wide wings and roamed the edge of the cross's light. Occasionally, the faint light would cast a huge shadow on the battlefield, like a ghost of hell, with a cold and murderous aura, silently pressing on people's hearts.

And above the side of the cross, the largest pterosaur always waved its wings lightly, hovering silently in the air, like a silent eye, quietly watching the world with cold eyes.

Apart from the cold light of the cross, the only source of light is the eastern sky. Like the first dew of the morning light, it seems to be filtered by a layer of curtains, and in the faint light, there is also an inexplicable faint blood, which seems to indicate the upcoming bloody killing!

The once glorious chariot of the Apollo Sun had long been put away by Paris, and at this time, it was like an ordinary gold craft, quietly parked on the edge of the battlefield, waiting to watch the ensuing battle of gods and demons.

The gloomy Crusaders of the Holy See, who had long been silently besieging the battlefield, with bright swords and spears and shields, waiting for the attack instructions of the cross in the air at any time. The rigid patches of iron-clad armor dressed them as lifeless, indifferent Grim Reapers, ready to wield their scythes and reap the lives of their enemies.

In the center of the endless crusaders were more than 500 cardinals and Greek helpers of the Holy See, and only ten meters from them were King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table, who did not hesitate to use all their hidden forces to eliminate them...... As well as their so-called "god-kings" and polar bear people.

In the past, the Holy Protector and the Knights of the Holy Protector of the Holy See have become victims of the Pope in order to take sole control of the Holy See!

Li Qiuhan and Arthur stood side by side, looking coldly at the last crocodile tears squeezed out by Pope Patrick, waiting for the life-and-death battle that was about to break out.

In particular, Li Qiuhan still had a faint smile, looking at the chattering old man of the Pope with a little playfulness, as if he was looking for a place on his body that was easy to knife. The sword heart method in the body has already been running rapidly, and just waiting for the battle to be together, it will stab thousands of transparent holes in this noisy old man!

"This is your last chance, Arthur! No more to break with the infidels of the East......"

The Pope's seemingly bitter persuasion continued, and the flesh-and-blood battle was imminent, Li Qiuhan's originally smiling face suddenly straightened, his eyes flashed like electric essence, and he suddenly raised his right arm, and the clenched fist pierced the gloomy sky!

Almost at the moment when his arm was raised, the dense and majestic sound of war drums suddenly sounded in the sky, like the thunder of the nine heavens, with the violent will of the gods, slowly and rapidly swept overhead.

At that moment, the heavens and the earth shook.

At that moment, the golden light masterpiece!

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Patrick was completely stunned.

No one knew why there was a dazzling sun in the dark sky, which turned this originally lifeless killing space into bright daylight. Even the giant cross, which originally emitted a hazy white light, had now lost all its light, and at this moment it was like an ordinary giant stone slab, floating weakly in the sky.

From the perspective of the Pope and others, the cross, which should have been holy and noble, looks like a tombstone no matter how you look at it at this time!

No one knows why, at the same time as the Crusaders surrounded the battlefield, with the appearance of the colorful sun, everyone was shocked to realize that the original battlefield was already densely packed with people at some point.

And, are they really human? Or is it not human?

It's a question, a matter of life and death; It's also tangled, a tangle without an answer!

They are tall in stature. Even the Crusader knights on their horses could only reach their knees at most, and even the pterosaurs swimming in mid-air seemed to be able to reach out and hold them.

They are glittering. Under the illumination of the colorful sun in the sky, it is even more dazzling, and it seems that even the sun chariot ridden by the Greek gods is not as dazzling as their brilliance at the moment!

Their crowns of armor were not at all the garments of European knights, but they were more beautiful and holy; Even the various and strange huge weapons in their hands seemed to be made of gold, reflecting the rays of the sun, and plating, the entire battlefield was gilded with a layer of bright gold!

Their expressions were vivid, but equally solemn. The giant eyes that looked down on the battlefield revealed all tyrannical murderous intentions; Behind those faces that are angry or angry, happy or worried, there is a cold breath that makes people feel soft - the breath of death!

They also stood quietly outside the Crusader encirclement, like an endless mountain of gold, enclosing the entire battlefield into a valley. What's even more desperate is that these golden-armored giants who came from nowhere, just like the Crusaders before them, only saw their impermeable legs and feet, but they didn't know how many of them there were......

If these are enemies, what if that's fine?

When everyone thought that there was something wrong with their eyes, among the crusaders who had been silent, there was a high-pitched neighing of war horses one after another.

In the neighing of the horse, in addition to panic, it is fear!

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If this mountain-like golden armor giant ** array can only be admired and breathtaking, then the golden dragon that appeared in the blue sky next almost suffocated everyone on the spot!

This is a sacred creature completely different from the evil dragons of the West.

There is no appearance that makes people feel evil, whether it is the strong dragon horns, or the dragon whiskers fluttering in the wind, or the bright purple in the middle of his forehead, or the four five-toed dragon claws that keep waving gently, they all make people want to worship, shout, and take advantage of the situation to return.

What makes it even more irresistible is its massive body.

The Golden Armor Giants are like a circle of mountains around the battlefield, and this golden dragon that breaks through the sky is the entire sky overhead!

The dragon is from the clouds.

The huge body of the dragon, coupled with the smoke clouds that constantly rise under the ribs, this dragon alone occupies the entire sky. Except for the colorful sun that was high above, it seemed that between the entire heaven and earth, there was only this one dragon left!

And the pterosaurs who were still showing off their might before could only gather in a corner of the sky at this time, cowering to protect the largest pterosaur.

To be precise, it was the black hut that protected the pterodactyl's back, and it was doing its best to protect that person!

The golden dragon, like those giants, suddenly and quietly appeared in the battlefield. As if they were meant to be here, as if they were supposed to be here......

Therefore, only they are the true masters of this world.

Not the popes, not the Greek gods, not the crusaders...... Could it be that person?

As the dragon's huge body continued to twist and turn, more clouds and mist continued to grow from the dragon's body, and gradually, the sky completely became a world of white smoke clouds. Except for the occasional dragon claw, tail, and body, all that was left in the sky was a round of unbridled scorching sun, a huge dragon head with angry eyes, and a layer of ethereal and tumbling white clouds.

The cross had long lost any luster, and could only float helplessly in the air.

Both cardinals and Greek priests can only watch this sudden and dramatic change stupidly like Pope Patrick, and basically lose their due thinking ability.

And the Crusader Legion, which should have disappeared into this world a long time ago, except for the war horses that still have a little spirituality, those knights who have really died once are the most calm and calm beings.

That's just because they have lost their human intellect and the most basic human mind!

King Arthur, like all the Knights of the Round Table, watched in amazement as the Golden Armor and the Golden Dragon appeared, and watched in amazement as the colorful sun shone over the world, and the rest ...... It's just a blank slate.

The WindClan bears raised their giant axes and let out bursts of cheers - only these dark creatures of the past who had experienced the "Great Sacrifice of the Wind God", received the heart core of the gods, and witnessed the colorful miracles could deeply understand what the colorful seven-colored sun and the powerful and ferocious golden dragon represented.

It was the will of the gods, it was the symbol of the master, it was a precursor to slaughter, and it was even more ...... The faith and pride of the WindClan!

The master will always come to the rescue of his servants in person when the Wind Clan is in danger.

At this moment, even the polar bear people, who are as calm as a rock, are excited by the generosity and love of their owners. They burst into tears, they were full of emotion, and in addition to raising the weapons in their hands, all that was left was endless gratitude and shouts of great strength.

No one can defeat their master's WindClan, and no one can hurt the WindClan under the protection of the gods! Of course, if there are still people who dare to defy the master of the Wind Clan and blaspheme the faith of the Wind Clan, the bear guards from the cold Arctic - the Wind Clan closest to the master, must let these blind guys see what is the loyalty of the bear people, what is the combat power of the Wind Clan, and what is the duty of the Wind Clan!

Under the light of colorful brilliance, under the gaze of the master, under the protection of the golden dragon...... Let's fight now!

The great Wind Clan, it is never possible to disappoint a greater master!

Roar!