"Sleep, child, and when you wake up, you will have a new life. ”

The Night Pope raised his hands high, and the black lines spread from his feet, wrapping around the bodies of the surrounding Metaverse soldiers, and the strange lines invaded from the seven orifices like poisonous snakes, dyeing his pupils black.

The invaded Metaverse soldiers were blinded, and then roared wildly, as if they had seen the most terrifying thing in their hearts, and then slashed their swords at their comrades like crazy.

Not far away, the Holy Fire of the Pope of Light came from time to time, the sword shadow of the God of War Pope also loomed, and the violent thunder shot out from the palm of the Pope of the Sea, and the battlefield was full of screams of Metaverse soldiers.

Just when everyone was about to crush the enemy in one go, suddenly, a wisp of wind blew away a little mist, and an endless invisible sword intent enveloped the entire battlefield.

The Bright Pope raised his head suddenly, and there was nothing in front of him, but he felt a great threat, and the surging holy fire condensed into a long sword, which subconsciously lay across his chest.

Kiss!

Unusual sounds.

An invisible sword split the flame in the void, and the Pope of Light spat out a mouthful of blood, flew upside down, and was steadily caught by the Night Pope.

And the Metaverse soldiers also recovered from the defeat, and were surprised to find that the enemies chasing them froze in place, and their corpses were separated.

A majestic aura came from the sea, and a middle-aged man with a long sword was burning with immortal aura, floating in the air, looking down with a smile.

Suddenly, the entire battlefield fell silent, and the soldiers of the Atlanta Realm fell one after another, while the soldiers of the Metaverse were shocked by the sight of the volley.

"Immortals!"

I don't know which of the people shouted, as if they had regained their strength for the defeated army.

Yes, standing in the air, the aura is compelling, who else can it be if it is not an immortal, Xiandao Xiandao, isn't their original idea to chase the inheritance of immortals?

The scene was reversed in an instant, and some generals shouted, and the soldiers who had regained their morale were organized to fight back towards the Atlantan side, and the wisps of sword qi became a talisman at this time.

"Ahem...... Immortal ......"

The Bright Sect clenched his teeth, blood left from the corners of his mouth, and stared at the Sword Immortal who was also looking at him not far away.

"It's a bit interesting, although it's not as good as the one you caught, but it's also okay. ”

The sword immortal smiled and nodded, and the next moment the figure disappeared in place, appearing in front of the Bright Pope in an instant, and pointed at the sword, pointing at the center of his eyebrows.

"I'll give you a chance, back then, I killed seventeen people in the same realm, and the Tao soared, and see how many swords you can catch!"

Bang!

A flame stood in front of him, torn like tissue paper, and then the Night Pope threw out a black flame in the shape of a flower, but it didn't last for a moment.

In the end, it was the God of War Sect who stepped forward and blocked the immortal's finger at the critical moment, but several cracks also appeared on his long sword.

The three popes joined hands to block the casual sword of this immortal, although they didn't really use all their strength, but the strength of the other party was so strong that they were by no means opponents when they fought hard one-on-one.

"Cowering? This is very different from what I just looked like, do you want me to really draw my sword before you are willing to fight?"

The Sword Immortal looked at them with unusually ease, and the sword qi behind his back was obviously more powerful than just now.

"Forget it, it's just miscellaneous fish, I don't have time to waste time with you. ”

In an instant, the sword finger stabbed out again, and went straight to the three of them.

The three popes were in their hearts, and they joined hands to resist the enemy, and no longer kept them, and even the Pope of the Seagod, who had just arrived not far away, clasped his hands tightly, and a purple thunderbolt with the thickness of an arm snaked away.

The powerful impact dispersed from the collision point between the two sides, and even the fog was blown open a hole of nearly 100 meters.

The three Popes who were facing the sword finger retreated in unison, their blood and qi surging, and the sword immortal also flew backwards for some distance, revealing a smile of interest.

The long sword behind him came out of its sheath, turning into a ray of light and moving forward again, this immortal seemed to understand the truth that if you say more, you will lose, and it is murderous when you come up.

At the same time, he also set his eyes on the Pope of the Seagod: "Or are you more interesting, the taste of heavenly thunder?

Before the words fell, the sword had arrived, the three Popes were defeated, vomited blood and retreated, only the Pope of the Seagod, who was still in good condition, once again condensed the thunder in his palm.

A waist-thick thunderbolt rushed out and collided with the blade of the sword that emitted white light.

"It smells of thunder, but it's almost. The immortal stepped forward and grasped the hilt of the sword, indescribably chic.

The sword intent is vigorous, smashing the thunder, the momentum is unabated, if it is slashed on the body, the Poseidon Pope is afraid that he will die on the spot.

But just when the Seagod Poseon Sect's eyebrows had already felt a tingling pain, and this sword immortal was already ready to let go of his hands and feet and sweep the battlefield, a dull thunder suddenly sounded in the sky.

The dark clouds visible to the naked eye are churning, and bursts of thunder are wandering between the clouds and mist, dull and depressing, as if someone has taken heaven and earth as a pot and covered the pot.

The surrounding water vapor rose, and the violent will filled the spot, and a thunder slurry with a diameter of ten meters fell into the sky, directly enveloping the sword immortal.

......

conference room

The delegation sat at the table depressed, everyone was injured and upset, no one spoke, and no one sighed.

Soon, the door was pushed open, and Kvass, who had been sitting in the back, walked in and threw a stack of reports on the table.

"50,000 people! 50,000 people! Only less than 3,000 people returned!"

Kvass crossed his waist angrily and walked back and forth in front of the table.

"50,000 pairs of new armor, half a year, if it goes on like this, do we have another half a year?"

“...... It's my fault, in the memory dream, I should have paid more attention to the strength of those immortals, which led to misleading everyone. The Pope of Light bowed his head in loneliness.

"No, we were all wrong, we had expected the strength of the immortals as gods, but the new armor made us forget about it and rush for merit. ”

"What matters now is how many immortals there are?" the dwarven dean turned back and flipped through the report.

"The situation is not optimistic, according to the information of the original memory dream, there are not a few examples of the so-called ascension in the other world. ”

"What now?"

There was silence, and the conference room fell into a dead silence again.

“...... Ahem, President Kvass, don't you have anything to say about the defensive front on the west coast of the Duchy of Solan?" Duke Roy asked suddenly.

As the spokesperson of the Duchy of Solan, Duke Roy, who has no strength, has always been the mascot of the delegation, and the spokesperson of the Kaia Empire, but this time he is unusual, waiting for Kvass to answer.

The guns and weapons of the Gewu Society are a secret, but after all, the west coast is the territory of the Duchy of Solante, and with the establishment of the Free United States of Ferrante, it is impossible for the royal family of Solan not to know about Ferrante's demon-like army.

"......" Kvas said again, "the defense of the west coast does use new weapons. ”

Everyone turned their heads, and Kvas continued: "Firearms and weapons like enemy firearms, only more advanced. ”

"Kvass! Could it be that Gewu wants to be the yellow finch behind the praying mantis?"

"What a place of wisdom. ”

“...... That's our last line of defense on the West Coast, and you think those weapons can easily equip nearly a million legions?" said Kvas helplessly as he hammered the table with both hands.

"And now?" asked the God of War Pope, narrowing his eyes.

......

In the woods on the outskirts of the command post camp, Ferrante crouched under a tree and waited quietly.

A short time later, Sophia crept in and crouched beside him.

"That's why you have to come?" Ferrante asked, raising her eyes.

"You can't watch the Western Continent front collapse, this is the guidance of the sea god, are you unhappy?"

"No~ How could I refuse the request of the beautiful lady Sophia, that is...... Ghost Island is still docked offshore, and the dark elves on the island are a little impatient when they see this. ”

"Ferrante, I'm going to stay here for a while, you can ......"

"It doesn't matter. Ferrante smiled, "In the past, you sneaked out of the church to accompany me, and now the United States of Free States doesn't have to worry about me, before Sost solves the Gewu Society...... There was no fighting. ”

Sophia smiled, the worry in her eyes flashed, she hugged Ferrante, and then got up and ran out: "The Pope is out, I'll come back later!"

Ferrante nodded, looking at Sophia's back as she left, and gradually showed a look of doubt, since half a year ago, the soul coffin on the island was torn apart, and since then Sophia seems to have begun to feel a little wrong.

But what's wrong, Ferrante can't say it for a while, so she can only accompany her all the time, but her current strength ...... Amazing indeed.

After leaving the forest, Sophia lost her smile, clenched her fists, and asked loudly in her heart: "Do you have to come here to participate in this war?

"It's true that I was participating in this war, but I didn't expect it, I just sensed the aura of an 'old friend' who suddenly disappeared here. ”

"And now, when are you going to get out of me?"

"What? Disturbing the two of you? I gave you the power of the sea god, which is considered a feedback, and you have also seen the strength of the so-called immortals, if you can't hold it here, where can you hide?"

The thunderous voice in her head made Sophia speechless, and not far away, the Pope of the Sea God smiled and beckoned to her, and the butterfly curled up in the depths of her soul once again disappeared into invisibility.