Hale and Barton entered the city at the same time, and one came to the huge square of the ruined Golden Avenue.

One hundred thousand captives were disarmed with magic guides and huddled together, what fate awaited them?

Fifty thousand surviving inhabitants surrounded the captives of Dontatlan in the center of the angry insulters, who shouted out the most vicious language in their bodies.

Countless eggs and rotten cabbage leaves were dropped on the captives like dense cannonballs, more rubble and broken bricks, and the soldiers crouched on the ground with their heads covered in blood and remained silent, their eyes constantly avoiding the murderous eyes around them.

Smith was accompanied by white eyebrows and went to the Golden Square.

"His Majesty the King has arrived~"

The residents fell silent, got out of the way, knelt on the ground and shouted long live.

Smith smiled and waved his hand and said, "Get up, my people, it's all over!"

The residents burst into tears of emotion, but none of them stood up.

Smith was a little surprised, and soon understood their feelings, half a year ago, the slaughter of the city, countless people lost their loved ones.

Smith sighed deeply and said to the white eyebrows beside him, "Do you have any opinion on these captives?"

The white eyebrows didn't think about it and said, "Kill!"

White eyebrows don't say much, only one word, but it has the power of a sixth sense, so that everyone can hear it clearly.

The residents were immediately excited and thanked Smith for avenging their loved ones.

But Smith did not heed White Eyebrow's words and ordered the captives to be killed.

"We'll talk about that later!"

"Your Majesty, the Wintertarans are unforgivable, and I think these captives deserve to be killed!" said Barton.

Smith glanced at Patton, on the bloody night of the battle for the throne ten years ago, Prince White's family lost their lives under Patton's sword, if Smith hadn't arrived dozens of times, White would have died under Patton's knife.

"Needless to say, Dontaran hasn't been defeated yet, wait until the victory comes!"

"Your Majesty, killing all these captives will raise the morale of the soldiers......"

"Okay~Barton~ You just don't have to say a word~ There's a lot to do now~" Haier said lazily in his wheelchair.

The white eyebrows also figured out Smith's intentions at this time, and he also felt that his words were a little inappropriate, and said, "Yes, yes, yes, let's settle the residents first." ”

Barton didn't know what to say when he saw that everyone was saying this, but he snorted coldly angrily.

Celebrity Smith created a crystal statue more than ten meters high overnight.

The crystal statue is carved with the scene of the massacre of Andorra half a year ago, countless people turned into zombies at the speed of zombies, countless people were torn apart by zombies, and the soldiers who stayed behind in Andorra were heroically resisting the zombie army of Dontatlán.

Mark and Shuck detonate their souls to evacuate for the king, and the light of that soul is vividly represented by a skilled sculptor.

The battle with the cannon in the winter is also carved again.

Winter is very arrogant standing beside the white eyebrows.

At this time, the Golden Square has been cleared, and the crystal statue carved overnight is now being placed in the center of the Golden Square.

The inhabitants were still in tears around the Golden Square, and the 100,000 captives had been coerced by Haier to move the acropolis outside the royal city.

Smith is taking everyone to mourn the dead today.

Countless paper flowers fluttered in the air, and desolate mourning drifted through Andorra City with the sound of crying.

The soldiers who had been patrolling the city walls stopped and looked at the Golden Square in the center of the city, and an inexplicable grief and indignation surged into their hearts, their noses were sour, and tears rolled down their eyes.

Kiki hugged Laura sadly, and Winter gently hugged them, comforting them softly.

After the massacre of Andorra, there was only one priest left, and he was an old priest who could not tell his age.

The priest refused to be helped, trembling up to the crystal statue, stretching out his hands and muttering a eulogy.

General Hale was nestled in a wheelchair, his half-squinted eyes constantly rolling, wondering if he had slaughtered the 100,000 captives in front of him while there were no people bigger than him around.

Haile smiled, keeping the captives, letting them rush to the front in the battle, and having a reputation for treating the captives leniently, and can reduce Andorra's losses, the king is really calculating.

Barton suddenly appeared beside Haier, and Haier's suction flickered, and his half-squinted eyes opened suddenly.

"Why are you here?"

"Your Majesty let me take a look!"

"I've seen it, I can go back!"

"Not going back for a while. ”

"These captives can't be killed, Your Majesty keeps them!"

Haile and Barton met eyes, sparks rubbing between them.

The surrounding soldiers were forced to retreat by the ** wave of the powerful sixth sense.

"Patton, calm down!" Haier's strength was not as good as Patton's, and Haier had no choice but to persuade.

"They deserve it!" Barton said coldly.

"But it's not them who really slaughter the city, it's the inhuman zombies, it's the bastard Sanchez!" Haile shouted.

The corners of Barton's mouth lifted and said, "It's all the same in my eyes!"

Haier smiled bitterly, just now Barton just shook it, and then snatched the magic guide in his hand, and destroyed the device on the wheelchair.

Barton raised his head to the sky and shouted, "Soldiers, obey orders!"

"In!"

"Kill, kill all these beasts!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The eyes of the escort soldiers turned red, and they had already held back a breath of evil when they saw that Haile was disarmed, and Barton gave another order, they raised their arms with a roar, and the magic guide on it flashed brightly.

The 100,000 captives were desperate, raindrops of skill raining down on them, swords slashing across their necks.

Blood sprayed under the mourning of the city, and countless heads fell.

"Patton, you're going to pay for my wheelchair!" Haile shouted, but with a smile on his face.

"Hmph, don't worry, I won't implicate you!" Barton squinted and sneered, "Fox!"

Smith in the Golden Square suddenly felt nervous, looked around and asked, "What about Barton?"

"I don't know!" everyone shook their heads.

Smith smiled bitterly, forget it, maybe kill it.

The Tang man was very excited, he waved his hands and roared at the scene of the killing, and the blood flowers floating in the air condensed into the Tang people's hands.

"Big supplement! Big supplement! Wowhaha~"

Haile and Barton watched speechlessly as the Tang people went crazy, especially Haier, who was framed by winter and spent the night in the dark room of the Tang people.

The Tang man suddenly stopped roaring, he stared at the air with his eyes, many of the wisps of souls were not controlled by the Tang people and floated into the distance, only the souls that were closer to the Tang people were absorbed by the Tang people.

The Tang man frowned, suddenly screamed in horror, and then disappeared, and the Tang man's shouts floated in the air.

"It's amazing~We're in the middle of the plan~"

Haier and Barton were stunned at the same time, and they all showed surprise, although Tang people talk a little more, but they are also god-level, they can make him panic, and things are big.

Smith looked at Barton with a gloomy face, and Hale was heartlessly nestled in his wheelchair telling how Barton had snatched his magic device viciously, and he simply called Barton a demon.

Smith also wanted to kill the captives and wanted to be buried alive, but he endured it given the international implications.

Now that Patton had been cheered by the city's residents, Smith smiled helplessly.

"Patton violated military orders, but now is the time to employ people, Patton is guilty of meritorious service!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!" said Barton, with a calm face.

Haile pursed his lips and stabbed Patton in the waist with his finger, only to be rewarded with Patton's glare.

"Uh......" Smith smiled, looking at the Tang man very humbly.

Tang Ren was still trembling at this time, and his eyes were constantly floating.

"Senior Tang, I don't know what you found that made you so panicked?" asked Smith.

Tang ignored Smith, and kept muttering a finger out of his mouth, constantly shaking it around his head.

Winter wrapped his arms around and touched Robin.

"He's using his mind to discuss something with the others!" Robin said with his eyes closed.

"With whom?" asked Winter, curious.

"They are all god-level, there is my master, and other people don't know. ”

"Your grandfather's! I'll be mindful too!" said Winter unconvinced, and then closed his eyes, looking like he was trying to move up.

Smith was embarrassed, and called the Tang people a dozen times in a row, but the Tang people didn't speak, and heard Robin and Winter whispering, so the hall suddenly fell silent.

"How do I know, those souls are flying, it must be a conspiracy of Sanchez!"

"You want me and Sanchez to steal souls?

"No, I'm going back to the island to graze!"

"No, I need someone to protect me, or I'm going to be targeted by Sanchez. ”

"Let that old man protect me, it's better for me to kill myself!"

"Hehe~ Uncle Wang! I haven't seen it yet...... I just don't speak!"

The people in the hall looked at the Tang people talking to themselves, and then also watched the winter keep muttering.

Here there are Tang people and Winter are god-level, and only they can use divine thoughts to transmit sounds for thousands of miles.

"Let me in! Let me in......" Winter kept trying to interject, but the opponent's mind was too strong, and Winter was always turned away.

Suddenly, the wind blew in the hall, and the colorful light flickered, and the second person could not open his eyes, and a smaller figure slowly condensed in the light.

"Ahem~Hello everyone~" Wang Boke said hello.

Everyone was dumbfounded, because the colorful light was a fairy, but I didn't expect it to be the mysterious Uncle Wang.

"Is it really you......?" said Smith, in alarm.

"I don't want to talk about the past, it's all in the past!" Uncle Wang said lightly, gently brushing down his loose hair.

Smith sighed, since he knew that Uncle Wang appeared in the breakout battle half a year ago, Smith has always loved you and asked to see Uncle Wang, but Uncle Wang always avoided and refused.

Uncle Wang was Smith's father's personal bodyguard, and he followed the old king fifty years ago, starting as a scholar.

Uncle Wang was formed late, and when he was thirty years old, he was still in the realm of the Winter Dou King, and he completely passed the best time to grow up.

However, with the idea of protecting the old king, Uncle Wang entered the Winter Dou Supreme at the age of forty and the Winter Dou Supreme at the age of forty-five, which also caused a lot of discussion in the Winter Dou world.

The old king wanted to bring Andorra to the former peak again, so the prince embarked on a journey on a battle dragon led by the old king himself.

Wang Boyi's identity as the vanguard general of the Andorran royal family, hey, shuttles between the countries on the continent, like countless winter fighting masters to challenge and duel out.

For a time, Andorra was noticed by all countries with the rise of Uncle Wang, and the old king was also waiting for the opportunity to expand the territory and the alliance of powerful countries, not ten years, Andorra returned to the peak of the era again.

However, Dontatlán's sneak attack on Andorra caused the old king who had great ambitions to lose, and the first person of Winter Dou at that time was also lost.

Uncle Wang smiled slightly, glanced at the depressed Tang man, and then said to Smith, "Weichen see Your Majesty!"

Uncle Wang's words frightened Smith, even if he didn't know Uncle Wang's current strength, but that was the first person twenty years ago, judging from the scared expression of the Tang people, Uncle Wang's realm was higher.

Smith quickly stood up and helped Uncle Wang up, but Smith was too nervous and sat on the ground.

"Wowhaha~ Your Majesty still wants to be like when he was a child, it's too easy to get nervous!" Uncle Wang smiled happily.

Barton wanted to give Uncle Wang a look, but he just fantasized about it, and then nodded and bowed to Uncle Wang very differently than the usual Patton.

Uncle Wang and Smith sat side by side, and Tang Ren still stood behind Uncle Wang a little tremblingly.

"Uncle Wang, your current realm is at the god level, what a gratifying congratulations!" Smith said happily from the bottom of his heart.

"Hehe~ I'm about to enter the middle god, and it's only a matter of a few days!" Uncle Wang said with a smile.

"Great, we're more sure of dealing with Dontartlan this way!" Smith exclaimed.

"I can't say how it helps, but now we have a tricky matter to deal with first. Uncle Wang suddenly said seriously.

"Oh, what do you want to do?" said Smith, confused.

"I want the Tang people to talk about it, the problem is that he found out!" Wang Bo said as he dragged the Tang people out from behind.

Tang Ren took a deep breath, adjusted his mood, and then suddenly exclaimed, "You know what?"

"The souls of those captives have been devoured by Sanchez! This will make Sanchez's strength even stronger, I guess the purpose of Sanchez's jumping war is to devour the souls of the lost!"

The hall fell silent again, devouring souls, increasing strength, oh my God, now there are tens of millions of people who have lost their lives in the war, let alone how strong is Sanchez.

"How's that good?" said Smith urgently.