The fact that the god-level powerhouse did not appear on the battlefield in Paglia was good news for both the invincible and the Beamon Empire, but the Beamon Legion failed to quickly take down the coalition army, because the sudden arrival of powerful reinforcements from the coalition army made the situation on the battlefield chaotic for a while.

The indescribably powerful Caesar's Legion began a Jedi counterattack after the appearance of three dragon knights at the same time, and the coalition almost stormed the city of Paglia when they were at their best.

The two ancestor-level martial saints of the Kebi Meng Empire shone again, and the two of them stopped the attack of Caesar's three dragon knights, and even the most mysterious Caesar's second dragon knight, Freret, failed to completely change the situation on the battlefield. And the two Beamon Warriors were even more eye-catching with the gold Warrior Saints, because he single-handedly took over the joint attack of Alahan and Freret, making these two extremely powerful dragon knights sparring partners.

The huge golden haired giant palm burst into a brilliant golden light in the sky, like a huge golden wire net enveloping the two dragon knights, regardless of how the warriors and generals of the other coalition forces fought on the ground, this last golden Bimon powerhouse made Alaham and Frerett feel extremely humiliated.

They never imagined that the dragon knight, who felt that he was the strongest combat power of the human race, would be able to fight with one of the two against one, and he could only fight with one Beamon.

In fact, it's not that this Golden Warrior Saint is really strong enough to completely suppress the two dragon knights, it's just that as the most powerful Golden Beamon clan in the legend, this Martial Saint has not only reached the peak of the small god rank in terms of strength, but he also has a ** and talent comparable to that of the dragon clan.

The Golden Beamon tribe is also a descendant of the pure blood of the god of war, Kampas, who is said to be truly flowing.

And the Golden Beamon Clan had long since disappeared from everyone's sight many years ago, and even the Dragon Clan had not cared about the Golden Beamon Clan for a long time. Because the patriarchs of those dragon clans had long known that there were only the last descendants of the Golden Beamon Empire in the Beamon Empire.

Without another female Golden Beamon, the extinction of the Golden Beamon is inevitable no matter what.

Therefore, no one had thought of what method should be used to defeat the Golden Beamon Clan's Supreme Martial Saint, and the scorching dragon breath from the fire dragon under the seat of Alahan and Frerett did not even scorch a single golden hair on the Golden Beamon Martial Saint's body.

The Golden Beamon Clan, who had cultivated for eight hundred years, was enough to train their bodies into the most terrifying weapons, especially the pair of huge golden haired giant palms, which could only be matched by sharp weapons above the quasi-artifact level.

In addition, Hannibal, Caesar's third dragon knight, was even more embarrassed, because in a matter of moments, he found that he wanted to completely contain the lion clan Beamon Wu St. Muenfat. is almost impossible. The strength obviously overwhelmed Hannibal, and Muenfat was often able to get rid of Hannibal's entanglement, easily wounding several paladins and holy knights of light who were too prominent on the battlefield.

The coalition army can't even rely on the power of the Holy Rank to win, because the strength of the Bimeng Martial Saint is generally higher than that of the human Holy Rank, and also because the strength of the two ancestor-level Bimeng Martial Saints is too strong, and the two of them have taken over most of the Saint Rank powerhouses of the coalition army.

The Holy Inquisitor forces of the Temple of Light also made a big splash, but neither the Angel of Death Andre nor the Angel of Destruction Samael made a full move.

Andre, the Angel of Death, showed a level that was even slightly stronger than several cardinal archbishops, but he was really sorry for the title of the three angels of the Temple of Light, but only Andre understood that he was still an old wound that had not healed. The body has only recovered seventy percent. It's hard to use the power of the séance again, let alone use a secondary séance that is more physically loaded.

Samael, the Angel of Destruction, was not in a good spirit, even though Pope Andy of Light had told him to do his best before sending him out, but he had always liked to "purify" non-human creatures, but it was difficult for him to make a big deal against the countless Pyg Beamon, let alone storm the city of Paglia, which was guarded by many terrible magical defensive weapons.

There are still a few terrifying monsters in the sky that have changed the color of the heavens and the earth, and even if Isamel is arrogant, it is difficult for him to accumulate the courage to attack the golden Beamon Martial Saint in the sky---- that is the monster that has played Caesar's first and second dragon knights.

Everyone in Oslo knows that facing the Dragon Knight is almost the same as facing the combination of two Holy Rank powerhouses at the same time, and these two Holy Orders are still the type of people who have been together for a long time.

Samael is easy to kill, though. But he definitely doesn't have the hobby of sending it to the door to kill others, in other words, he may be able to face this old ancestor of the Beamon Empire for a while after the second séance, but he doesn't have the slightest confidence that he can defeat the other party in the short time of the second séance.

In addition, several Holy Knights of Light in the Temple of Light, who were almost equal to the Pope's personal guards, were continuously attacked and injured by the Lion Clan's Beamon Martial Saint. Samael could only curse the unscrupulousness of the world in his heart, and even the Beamon Martial Saint began to become shameless and learned to sneak attack.

But that's just the whispering of the heart.

It's a battlefield! Moreover, this is a battlefield that will determine the fate of the two races for hundreds or even thousands of years in the future, there is no such thing as a sneak attack in any behavior on the battlefield, and there are two Beamon Warriors who were seriously injured under Samael's sudden attack, so in comparison, Samael is definitely not above board.

This decisive battle is destined to be the craziest battle between the two sides.

Both sides started early in the morning. Fought until late at night. The battle continues.

Neither Nicholas I nor Robert intended to give the Coalition a respite, and the Coalition should need more time to recuperate. Therefore, Beamon, who occupies the initiative on the scene, bites the coalition army and does not let go, and the coalition army can only accompany the consumption.

During the battle, the Alliance's Universal Teleportation Array frantically poured out human reinforcements, including soldiers from various countries, freelancers, and even three Saint-Rank powerhouses who rushed to hear the news that the Alliance was seriously threatened, but all this was dwarfed by the Beamon Empire.

The Beamon Legion rushed out of the city of Paglia in an endless stream, and its numbers and strength were so great that even Samael and Andrei, who had taken a break from the continuous fierce battle, were dumbfounded.

The bear clan is more expensive than Meng, right? In the past, if a battle in the Principality of Baya could bring back the heads of more than a dozen bear clan Beamon, it would be regarded as a big victory, but now when more than a dozen hundred thousand Beamon legions of the bear clan Beamon poured into the battlefield, the momentum was simply an irresistible black torrent.

When other Beamons such as the Takin Clan, the White-skinned Pigs Clan, the Blood Horse Clan, and the Mammoth Clan appeared on the battlefield, it made the coalition soldiers who saw these scarce Bimon strong fighting races for the first time suffer a great deal of hardship. The strength of these strong battle races is almost equal to that of the great warriors of the human gold rank, but the number of these strong battle races combined is more than 50,000, which no one can imagine.

Fred, who was directing the battle on the ground, even shouted in his heart: Aren't these damn Beamons all having trouble giving birth, and there shouldn't be many of them? How can it still have such a scale?

In addition to Caesar's legion, the only one that can resist these strong races is the Holy Inquisitor troops of the Temple of Light, but the absolute gap between 10,000 and 50,000 has drastically reduced the number of Holy Inquisitors of the Holy Inquisition, but they have to go up, and they can't even retreat, because the Caesar Legion, which can resist this group of strong races, is surrounded by more than 200,000 wolf clans Beamon at the moment.

The strength of the wolf clan is generally not bad, 200,000 at least nearly 10,000 gold-level squad leaders, and most of the other soldiers also have high-level strength, with the fierce giant wolf mount, even the Caesar Legion will not be able to get rid of its ferocious entanglement in a short time.

After such a battle, the whole coalition army has been divided into several pieces, and there is no advantage in each place, and the only Caesar legion that can gain the upper hand cannot solve the giant wolf cavalry that cannot be driven away like flies, and the situation seems to have become so bad that it cannot be retired.

But even so, Konstantin V did not hold out.

Because he received terrible news: the Deva Holy See in the Temple of Light had been attacked by the Fallen Elves on a large scale.

Constantine V was well-informed, but the news of Pope Andy of Light was even faster, almost before Konstantin finished reading the information, and before he could figure out some clues, the figure of Pope Andy of Light had already appeared in front of him.

The Pope of Light, who had always maintained a gentle and calm look, was obviously a little annoyed at the moment, his face was so gloomy that he could drip water, and before Constantine V could speak, His Majesty the Venerable Pope preemptively said: "This holy war can't go on, and I will let all the personnel of the Temple of Light withdraw later, you ...... Be prepared. ”

Konstantin V was stunned for a moment and cried out: "You can't do this! We can't afford to lose this holy war!! ”

A faint sneer appeared on the corner of the Pope's mouth: "No, I can afford to lose this holy war, but I can't afford to lose to Difan, this time my opponent is not only the Fallen Elves, but also countless Abyss Monsters." Do you understand? ”