After more than 40 years of construction, Stone Town has become a city with a diameter of more than five kilometers, and the city is surrounded by strong walls, forming an irregular huge circle that encloses the entire Stone Town.

A temple of pure black marble towers over the very center of Stone City, which belongs to the headquarters of the Cult of Darkness in Stone Town.

The black palace was magnificent, the main hall was empty and silent, the atmosphere was solemn, and to the right of the huge statue of the god of darkness sat a beautiful woman in a black robe, like a lifeless sculpture. She is the high priest of the Dark God Cult - Xiao Qian.

Of course, no one dared to call the real name of this eternally beautiful priestess, and all of them called it the priestess.

In the empty hall of the temple, half-kneeling was an old man in armor, who was the supreme general of the Alliance Army, Jiudian.

"Sacrifice to my lord, Stone Town has run out of ammunition and food......"

"The Dark God said that the Dark God Cult can't interfere in politics, General Nine, please go back." The white-haired woman who was sitting upright finally spoke.

"Sacrifice to the ...... of the Lord"

The wrinkled face of the Nine Halls showed a hint of disappointment, and with his noble status, he knelt for three hours, but he still couldn't say anything about the sacrifice lord's action.

The stone castle that had been held for four months was getting worse and worse, and now it was almost time to run out of ammunition and food, but the long-awaited reinforcements had not arrived, and news came almost every day.

There is no worst, only worse, even the Eighth General, who is most valued as the arm of the Nine Palaces, actually disappeared, and a reinforcement of 4,000 people and a huge amount of supplies actually disappeared out of thin air, without the slightest news.

Now, the Nine Temples have pinned all their hopes on the High Priest. In the other dimension, everyone knows that the high priest is powerful and omnipotent.

After four months of perseverance, the senior generals of Stone Town were either seriously injured or killed on the battlefield, and the casualties of the spiritual power pilots were no longer bearable, and in order to avoid the casualties of the mental power pilots, the number of sorties of the spacecraft was becoming less and less.

The Nine Temples needed the support of the Dark Temple, but from the first day of the war, the twelve high priests of the Cult of Darkness were all stationed in the Dark Temple, and all the crusader ships close to the Dark Temple were killed, and the forces of the Cult of Darkness were not dispatched to help the Alliance Army.

Of course, no one held a grudge against the Dark Temple for not helping, on the contrary, almost every resident of Stone Town was full of gratitude to the Dark Temple, because the diameter of Stone Town was five kilometers, and the Dark Temple was in the middle, and the Crusader ships did not dare to break into the city, which was equivalent to providing a protective umbrella for the entire Stone Town.

It is clear to everyone that without the umbrella of the Dark Temple, Stone Town would have been razed to the ground by the Crusader ships......

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"Lord Sacrifice, one of the reinforcements we rely on the most has been intercepted by the Crusader spaceship, the Eighth General has disappeared, if Lord Sacrifice doesn't make another move, Stone City is in danger......" The Nine Temples stood up, slowly exiting the Temple, making a final effort.

"General Nine." The white-haired girl suddenly spoke, her voice less cold and solemn, and more human.

"Yes, my lord." The Nine Palaces were immediately overjoyed, and hurriedly bent down to salute.

"General Nine, it's not that Xiao Qian is unwilling to help, and it's not that the God of Darkness is not allowed to interfere in politics, but that Xiao Qian can't make a move." Xiao Qian said quietly.

"Why?" Jiudian was stunned for a moment, he had always thought that the priestess did not make a move because of the dogma set by the dark god back then.

"If we leave this temple, the Crusader ships will destroy the temple, and once the temple is destroyed, the faith of the barbarians and werewolves will be shattered in an instant, and they will think that the dark god has abandoned them. Do you understand? ”

"Ah......h

Jiudian was stunned for a moment, then his body shook, and suddenly, he understood.

If the temple is destroyed, the barbarians and werewolves will soon lose their cohesion, and the main reason why Stone Town was able to hold out for four months in such a difficult situation is because the Dark Temple is still standing, and everyone believes that the Dark Temple will one day come to the rescue of Stone City.

"Got it?" The white-haired girl asked again.

"Understood." The Nine Palaces smiled bitterly, "Why did the Sacrifice Lord sue the Nine Palaces?" ”

"Because, I feel the breath of the dark god."

"Ahh

Jiu Hall couldn't close his mouth, with an incredible expression on his face.

For more than 30 years, the Nine Palaces looked forward to seeing Wang Fool again every day, but year after year, in a flash, nearly forty spring and autumn periods had passed, and now, the Nine Palaces no longer expected to be able to see the God of Darkness in his lifetime.

"Woo ......"

Jiudian knelt on the ground with a plop, and his wrinkled face was already full of old tears.

"General Nine, the Dark God will not abandon you." Seeing the powerful Nine Halls kneeling on the ground and unable to help herself, the white-haired girl was moved in her heart.

"I knew, I knew the dark gods wouldn't abandon us...... The god of darkness, immortal; The god of darkness, the ...... of all generations"

"General Nine, if it is not a time of life and death, don't divulge any news about the God of Darkness, your responsibility is to hold on to Stone City, don't give up, victory will eventually belong to us!"

"Yes, Yes, Lord Sacrifice!"

"Go ahead, you've been here for a long time."

The Nine Halls wiped a handful of tears and slowly withdrew from the Dark Temple with a respectful expression.

"Wang Stupid, it's been almost forty years, why haven't you come yet?" Looking at the face full of hope in the Nine Palaces, the white-haired girl sighed secretly, and there was a trace of indescribable sadness on that face without the slightest flaw.

The white-haired girl didn't know the news of Wang Stupid, her supernatural powers were not strong enough to sense Wang Stupid's Cunzài, she said that she sensed the Dark God's Cunzài, and just wanted to give the Nine Palaces a glimmer of hope......

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Just as the Nine Temples left the Dark Temple full of hope, a war that turned the tide of the battle was in full swing several kilometers away.

The 1,700 Alliance White Turban Army was divided into three groups, one of which was composed of all werewolves, their number was 300 people, with their amazing jumping ability and explosive power, flying through the walls of the city, and everywhere they passed, blood flowed like rivers and corpses piled up like mountains.

The werewolves were awakened to their wildness by the king, and they killed and set fire to the city of God like demons who had released their cages.

The speed and strength of werewolves are several times that of barbarians, and the barbarians' physicality is stronger than that of whites, and whites can defeat werewolves and barbarians, not by their strength, but by advanced weapons and strategies and tactics.

Now, the white man's advantage is gone.

The three hundred werewolves, like tigers entering a flock, were invincible all the way, like thousands of troops in the city of God.

What these three hundred werewolves are pursuing is speed, confusing the defenders of the City of God, so that they cannot find their target and cannot figure out the specific number of enemies.

The other group consisted of seven hundred barbarians and dozens of werewolves. Dozens of werewolves were the vanguard, and they opened the way in front, and seven hundred barbarians followed behind them, intercepting the white soldiers running around along the way.

The strength of the last group is the strongest, because the coach eight and a half pounds and Wang Du are among them.

This group is made up entirely of barbarians, most of whom are archers, because they have a very important mission - to destroy the white ship base.

The Eighth General took the lead and ran at the front, and his weapon was a sledgehammer weighing eighty pounds found in the storeroom, which was the only heavy weapon in the storehouse.

Unlike the previous two groups, this group was much more low-key, killing all the way to the back city of the City of God, with almost no loud roars and shouts of killing.

Of course, the absence of shouts does not mean peace, and compared to the previous two groups, the group of General Eight and Wang Du faced much greater resistance, because they were facing a heavily armed army.

Houcheng is a military forbidden area, extremely heavily guarded, and as soon as the group arrived in Houcheng, the soldiers at the head of the city had already reacted and entered the battle.

Maybe it was because the gate of the back city was in the main city of God that caused the paralysis of the crusaders, or maybe there was a certain official who went out at night and came back and was too lazy to close the door, in short, the gate of the back city was not closed, and the city gate was extremely thick, although the soldiers on the city wall reacted in time, but when they rushed down, it was too late to close the city gate.

"Kill!"

Looking at the open city gate, the eight generals were overjoyed, let out an earth-shattering roar, and rushed to the city gate first, like a hurricane, making a whistling sound, and several soldiers who tried to close the city gate were smashed by the big hammer in a blink of an eye, and died.

"Whoosh ......"

"Whoosh Whoosh ......"

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The crusaders at the head of the city bent their bows and arrows, and their sharp arrows stopped the White Turban Army behind them like locusts, and immediately, more than a dozen White Turban soldiers fell in a pool of blood. At this time, the crusaders on the head of the city poured over from both sides, more and more, and a large area of black pressure on the city wall.

This group of white turban troops are all archers, and they immediately counterattacked, but unfortunately, the whites have the advantage on the ground, and the barbarian archers did not get any advantage, but kept having barbarians fall in pools of blood.

"Eighth General, hurry up and go up to the city wall!" Wang Fool shouted at the eight generals under the city gate.

"Peng!"

"Peng!"

"Peng!"

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There was no sound of the Eight Generals under the city gate, but there was a loud sound like a landslide cracking the ground, and the earth shook for a while.

The eighth general heard Wang Stupid's voice, but he had no way to answer, because in front of him, there was a powerful enemy, the paladin.

The sound just now was the war spear thrown by the Eighth General, but those few war spears containing terrifying power did not kill the paladin, and he still stood like a mountain under the city gate.

The paladin was dressed in snow-white silver armor and held a silver shield in his left hand with a large cross with delicate carvings around it. He held a long sword in his right hand, and the long sword was also silver and snow-white, and under the pitch-black city gate, it still reflected a cold and cold light that made people palpitate......

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