Chapter 239: Grief......

The Golden Court. The violently oscillating signal of the magic mirror in the Desert King's hand suddenly connected into a line, just like the sudden beeping of the hospital heart rhythm machine monitor, and the signal formed a straight line.

- Smack!

The King of the Desert struggled to accept the scene in front of him, and the mirror fell to the ground.

The audience was in an uproar!

The king of Sparta immediately reacted: "My king! I can't beat it, so let's withdraw! ”

Now there is no need to talk nonsense. The King of Gold had no choice but to order: "Withdraw!" ”

But it was too late, and the staff's report came: "Lost the target position, unable to locate the target ......"

There was a dead silence in the audience!

The king of Sparta was even more shocked and stunned on the spot, only two lines of tears could not help but flow. Although this is an image, one can already imagine how painful the Spartan king himself was. This is a mythical beast that has accompanied the king of Sparta for nearly 2,000 years, and all the sons and grandsons of the king of Sparta together have no relatives with him!

And the other one is even more painful is Dulei! Really, as a sincere prairie person, he has always been full of joy, anger and sorrow, and he can't help but laugh when he encounters such a happy thing? It can be done! But without smiling, can you not show a happy look at all? It's so hard, it's really painful! Haha, wahahaha~~~ You must drink it when you sacrifice tonight~~~

At this time, the battle has reached this point, and there is no way to fight without confidence, and the King of Gold must say something.

The Golden King's painful voice resounded through the royal court: "We fought the wrong war in the wrong place, at the wrong time, and with the right opponent. Yes, no matter how much defeat we suffer, our opponent will never be wrong, this is our old enemy, he has developed and we are all doomed. Everyone, see the grim situation and prepare for war, our war has just begun......"

The Holy Knight King's eternally incitemented and cinematic special effects voice once again chanted: "Embrace the Holy War!" ”

The audience chanted......

Secret underground computer room of Ueno parking garage in the land of Japanese ninjas. There are constantly ninja members who staggered out of bed, but many of them are still in a coma.

This is not an ordinary game, it takes a period of hypnosis to enter the source world, and there are strict requirements for waking up from the exit world, and there are various uncertain risks in emergency exit, but in any case it is better than dying in the source world.

"The young master has woken up! Wake up! ”

Konosuke patted his vertigo head to meet his grandfather's disappointed and angry gaze.

The two lines of tears of light couldn't stop pouring out: "Grandpa, I haven't done anything, I'm so useless." ”

At this moment, grandpa's anger also turned into old tears: "Grandpa is useless!" It can't meet the standard of the Golden King's blessed lifespan, so I put my hope on you - in fact, you are not wrong, at least the last thing you did right, that is, to preserve our teammates, as long as we are still valuable, the Golden King will not give up on us, and we still have a chance. ”

Hikarisuke said in a trembling voice, "That source world? ”

Grandpa said in a deep voice: "And Qingming!" If he fails, so will our opponents! ”

At this time, the team doctor's report was summarized: "Report to the master, the young master, a total of 530 team members escaped, and 250 shinobi are in a coma, and the time of awakening is unknown." ”

Grandpa sighed: "Our backbone is still ......"