When the brave dwarven general Thrall withstood the full level of 'demon defense' and was still under the control of Gwen Magnus a few minutes later, Xu Zhi honestly began to ride his horse.

These mounts don't have much intelligence to speak of and are not manipulated.

At this time, everyone relied on the team protection released by the spirit shield [artifact] to keep advancing.

As the long journey got closer to the destination city, the mood of everyone became more and more nervous.

"A few more useful helpers would be nice."

Mistrio was clearly unhappy with the team's situation as well.

No different from Casa, the great Akan elite personnel are scarce, except for the blacksmith general, who is difficult for others to come in handy.

But the blacksmith died to do the test.

And it will be difficult for the masters of the Western Continent to rush here for a while.

The final line was just four people.

Mouth cannon Imelia, Somla, the god of lights, Mistrio, and his minions.

"If only there were flying mounts, we could get here sooner."

"Then you have to have the Grandmaster natural magic, you can learn to summon the phoenix, even if you can summon a griffin, that's better than nothing."

Mistrio had a pity, and Xu Zhi was an eggache.

He had always relied on summoning contracts to shuttle, and had never been in the Nether for such a long time.

He had been lying in the amniotic fluid machine for a whole month and a half now, and only then did he get close to the place where the battle was fighting.

If he didn't do this again, Xu Zhi felt that his body was about to become moldy.

"Everyone, for the great Akan ......"

"Imelia, don't unleash your seductive powers on us."

Imelia had just made a tone when she was stopped by the crowd.

This made her sullenly stop her encouraging words.

"Squeak, you say that Gwen Magnus can't wantonly kill the indigenous creatures of this world?"

In the blink of an eye, Imelia began to ask Xu Zhi questions again.

This question is not new.

In order to ensure the smooth of this trip, Xu Zhi said everything that could be said.

That includes speculation about Gwen Magnus.

While possessing the power of the Old World, Gwen Magnus is also limited by this New World.

Gwen Magnus chooses to fight back more passively, rarely chooses to kill people himself, and even uses others to do it.

Like the Buddhist causality that Xu Zhi knows, Gwen Magnus avoids being contaminated with right and wrong.

"That's right!"

Xu Zhi nodded in agreement for the fifth time.

He looked at the other three in the group.

A somra is an outsider to the Old World, and so is Imelia.

And he's not to mention.

The promotion of the body is all relying on the power of the old world.

The only native in the team was Mistrio.

It's a bit crazy to expect Mistrio to take the initiative to block the gun.

Mistrio has never been the kind of noble person who sacrifices himself for others, and he will not do this kind of death-seeking behavior at all.

"We must make good use of every bit of advantage, only then can we defeat that terrible Great Demon King."

Imelia summed up the same thing as usual.

"Come on!"

She raised her fist and cheered everyone on.

"Come on!"

"Tongjia!"

"Plus!"

The sparse three sentences should respond with the voice.

"I'll help you in the rear."

Imelia brandished the Sword of the Gods and pointed to the spiritual shield [Artifact] on his head.

She apparently controls two Legion weapons to help the crowd.

"I'm in charge of the three-point positioning, using the shackles of war to control the influence of the Peace Bell," Mystrio said.

"So?"

Somra looked at Xu Zhi, and then at herself.

Approaching the location of Gwen-Magnus's palace, the group began to assign tasks.

Imelia couldn't do much, and Mistrio had a point.

But Gwen Magnus always has someone to deal with.

"I can actually help from behind, and I'll shoot from distance."

Xu Zhiyang raised the alloy shield in his hand, and when the power of this shield was activated, it could add quite strong protective power.

For this operation, he took a lot of treasures at the bottom of the box to the nether.

There is a bull battle axe for melee combat, a horned bow for long-range shooting, and he also wears alloy armor and carries an alloy shield.

This armor is Mistrio's eyes.

Among all people, his protective ability is the strongest.

Xu Zhi said a few words, and his voice weakened again.

"I want to destroy the Peace Bell," Somla said, "My lightning can barely touch the power of the rules, and if I lock the Peace Bell, there may be a certain possibility." ”

"Okay, I'll face the enemy head-on for the time being."

When Somla said this, Xu Zhi could only rush forward.

"You don't have to kill Gwen Magnus, it's good to delay a little time," Imelia said, "and without that artifact, the war will be lost." ”

When everyone rode their horses to negotiate, they had already seen the palace in ruins from a distance.

At this time, the city was quiet, and when they were marching, many people who were controlled wanted to rush forward, but when they saw Imelia, they forcibly stopped their pace.

Relying on her seductive power, the road was unimpeded.

"Behold, these poor people, their souls have been lost," Imelia said.

"But they still seem to have a little survival instinct, at least they can recognize you," Mistrio said.

"Dismount, we may be going to fight!"

Somla reminded everyone, and everyone suddenly fell silent and began to prepare for the pre-battle.

Trampled by a puppet dragon, the collapsed palace was not fully restored.

Gwen Magnus was in the middle of the palace square, his face full of fanaticism around the huge Peace Bell.

"Look, Soriel, this is a great kingdom that cleanses the will of all living beings and makes them absolutely at my command, my old friend, the free will is the source of chaos in this world, and this world should have only one will—my will, so that the world will be perfected and will be at peace forever, for I am immortal, truly immortal."

Suddenly, he turned his head and pointed to the countless crowds of people outside the palace who were constantly surging forward, and spoke to the four who had broken in.

"You're wrong," Somla retorted, "without the will, without the mind, how intelligent beings create civilization and how they progress, you are anti-intelligence, no different from the necromancer's set." ”

"My mind is the most perfect mind in the world, with the inheritance of the true God, I can guide anyone to create civilization, and human civilization can never transcend the limits of God," said Gwen Magnus.

"It is precisely because of God's limitation that so many immortals have rebelled one after another to break the destiny appointed by God."

"Think of those who resisted, and think of why our world was shattered."

"Think more about why you were replaced by Lord Tanu."

"You're immersed in darkness, you're never in need of thinking about anyone's feelings, you're not thinking about anyone else, you've created countless dark times."

"I thought you had figured it out and changed everything, but your essence is still the same as before."

It was only then that Somra spoke out and spat out all the words she had wanted to say for countless years.

"They can no longer enter this big world, why should they control the operation of the world, this world belongs to every living being, not the chess ...... of the true gods"

"Shut up! Soriel, how dare you insult the Father in front of me. ”

Listening to Somla's rebuttal, Gwen Magnus was furious.

He casually pointed at Somla, only to see that the layer of white light wrapped around Somla's body was suddenly stripped away.

"I thought you had come with these culprits to confess to me sincerely, but alas, I didn't see that kind of confession," Gwen-Magnus said in a loud voice, "Now, your will is also erased. ”

Like a divine judgment, he pronounced the fate of Somla.

But in just a moment, he had already noticed the difference.

Somra was still calm, including the little queen standing behind him, and the black-robed guest in the distance who was sneakily making small movements.

None of these people have been charged, and they are still moving freely.

Somla not only did not control these people, but even led them to rebel against him.

When he frowned, a sharp axe had already slashed at him.