The Holy Hand Scholar closed his lips tightly and did not scream.

"Scream!"

A slap in the face was slapped.

"Not yet?"

Another slap, and a bright red slap mark appeared on the face of the Holy Hand Scholar.

"If you don't scream again, I'll be angry?!"

The Demon Heavenly Emperor sighed at the palm of his hand, and continued to twitch, and the sound of the sound could be heard even if it was a rainbow candy that had already gone away.

On several occasions, Skittles wanted to turn around and save the Holy Hand Scholar, but because of his lack of ability and the tasks he gave him, he naturally couldn't do that.

Wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes and the rain from his face, Skittles staggered to the place where the human team was.

Because the two teams were far apart, and the rain affected their vision, they didn't know what had just happened.

Seeing Skittles running back crying alone, there was no trace of the Holy Hand Scholar around, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, but he didn't dare to guess in the worst direction: "Skittles, what's going on?" Why are you the only one coming back? What about the Holy Hand Scholars? ”

Skittles wiped her tears, looked at the people in front of her, and suddenly realized that she didn't seem to be alone now.

From the moment she decided to accompany the Scholar of the Holy Hand to negotiate, she was not just a member of the team, but a girl who had the responsibility to guide the human team.

Now that the Holy Hand Scholar has been arrested, the most important thing for him to do now is the task he gave him.

"Listen to me. The team coming from the opposite side is extremely strong, and Brother Scholar is there to stall for time. Please be prepared, this battle is not ordinary. ”

"At least... It should also wait until that one person comes! ”

Everyone looked at each other: "Who are you waiting for?" ”

"Oxygen lemon."

As soon as these four words came out, everyone's hearts seemed to be a little more stable.

Oxygen lemon, she will come too.

As long as she comes, we will be victorious.

Yes, it will be won.

"Skittles, do you mean really? Is the lemon god really coming? ”

"Oxygen lemon, that's a god-like figure! If she can come, I think I can again. ”

"Then I want to know, when will the lemon god arrive?"

That's a question that really caught Skittles. Because the six words in the message sent to him by the Holy Hand Scholar are:

"Wait for the oxygen lemon."

There is no exact time.

This time, it is really a little distressing. If you don't know, I'm afraid that these people will think they're lying to them. But I really can't say exactly when I can't say it.

Looking at everyone's expectant eyes, no matter how low a person's emotional intelligence is, he must tell a lie at this time:

"Because the Oxygen Lemon God has just finished participating in the Guild War, he still needs to delay some time on the way. Wait a little longer, wait a little longer, and she'll be able to come. ”

"How long is a meeting?"

She hesitated, "Three hours." As long as we hold on for three hours, the oxygen lemon god will definitely arrive. ”

"Okay, we'll wait!"

"Come on, drive all the intruders out of Heavenly Fantasy City!"

"I'll take you to play! （wd

md）”

Watching people gradually get excited, there is always a layer of gloom in the bottom of Skittles' heart.

Three hours is purely a time made up by myself.

If the oxygen lemon can't come, it proves that they are lying to them, and they are afraid that it will cause a great backlash.

But that's not all.

The most important thing is... Can more than 10,000 of my own people persist until the oxygen lemon comes?

"Woo woo!!"

In the distance, several horns sounded, as if to remind the human team here that they were coming.

Sure enough, the ground began to shake again, and the momentum was much more majestic than before, and even a few people who were still proud and ambitious just now shrank their heads and burrowed into the pile of people after feeling this consciousness that was different from that of humans.

"Get ready, everyone!"

The little archer Skittles grabbed the bow in his hand and put his other hand on the quiver behind his back, holding one of the arrows in his hand, ready to attack.

Behind him, the warrior wiped the sword in his hand with his shirt.

The magician held his staff in both hands and hurriedly memorized a few improvised spells.

The paladin held the cross before himself.

The Assassin's form gradually blended into its surroundings.

The priest opened his book, ready to add a buff.

Humans, ready to fight.

"Situation!"

"Situation!"

"Situation!"

With uniform steps, the demon army entered their sight little by little.

Seeing their strange figures, the human side exclaimed from time to time.

"Skittles, what race are they? Why doesn't it look the same as us? ”

"They... It's a demon. ”

Looking at the young master of the demon clan on the eight-carried sedan chair, Rainbow Candy swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

This is the one who defeated the Holy Hand Scholar at once.

The Holy Hand Scholar, on the other hand, was dragged by a guard, and the blood on the ground was stretched into a long line, looking extremely embarrassed.

"Ah, isn't that a scholar of the Holy Hand? How could it be beaten like this! ”

"Even the Holy Hand Scholar has been defeated at their hands, can we really win?"

Skittles just wanted to encourage them, only to hear a voice from the crowd: "It's okay, when the oxygen lemon god comes, we will definitely win!" ”

"Yes, as long as we hold on for three hours, when the oxygen lemon god comes, we will definitely be able to defeat them!"

It seems that I don't need to encourage them myself for the time being.

Oxygen Lemon shook her head.

The Holy Hand Scholar was beaten with a blue nose and swollen face, his skin was open, he raised his head with difficulty, and finally saw clearly the human army that had been assembled, glanced at the oxygen lemon again, and smiled with satisfaction.

You've done your job.

When it was only a mile away from the Terran team, the Demon team stopped under the instructions of the Demon Heavenly Emperor.

In close contact with the demon team, Skittles really realized how terrifying the strength of the opposing army was.

At first glance, the first thing you notice is the number of people.

Compared to them, the number of troops on their own Terran side is very small, almost equal to none.

The mantis arm is a car, and it is not measurable.

The Demon Heavenly Emperor looked at the assembled more than 10,000 people in front of the Heavenly Fantasy City, and was obviously stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting something.

"Hey, that's what you're talking about the Terran army? How can there only be such a small number of people? ”

The Demon Heavenly Emperor asked the dying Holy Hand Scholar, but the latter did not answer what he meant.

"Forget it, since you don't want to answer, I won't force you."

The Demon Heavenly Emperor scratched his head and jumped down from the sedan chair: "The human race opposite, do you know who I am?" ”

"I am the young master of the demon clan, the Demon Emperor."

"I hope that after you die, you can help me say a few kind words in front of death, just say, I am very powerful."

"Subsequently, I declare..."

The Demon Heavenly Emperor's eyes suddenly became fierce: "War, begin!" ”