The destruction of the "Sword of Morofik" was exchanged for the birth of the "Redemption of Omako". It all seemed to be predestined. Zhao Yan was very happy, proud and proud. Omako's gift is not only a material gain for him, but also a great spiritual encouragement.

He strengthened his mind and confirmed his trust in Omako. From then on, he could not hesitate to refuse the reminders of others, and to chase away the words that distrusted Omako.

But just when Zhao Yan was excited, the urgent report from Aiying City fell on his hand again.

The emergency report burned in Zhao Yan's palm and turned into ashes.

In the province of Lomydak, more than a dozen people died from dead creatures. This news is like pouring a bucket of water on the fire of Zhao Yan's trust in Omako. He thought for a moment, and decided to go to Omako to discuss the matter, but the tall horse of Rihao Shuai had stopped in front of him.

"Boss, there are still ten miles to go, and we will reach the Hades Palace!"

Zhao Yan nodded and said, "Send additional scouts, and the situation in the five miles around the Underworld Palace will be investigated." "The war with the Yellow Palace has been going on until now, especially after Omako's dark army joined, Zhao Yan swept all the way west, and all the palaces and palaces were reduced to ashes. Just like the posture of Omako's sweep of the Holy See of Light two years ago.

In a short period of time, nearly ten halls of the Yellow Palace were destroyed. And the next Hades Palace is the last barrier in front of the Yellow Palace. As long as the Hades Palace is destroyed, the Yellow Palace will be naked in front of the "Brave Alliance" army composed of the Sang Japanese army and the dark army. Therefore, Zhao Yan was extremely careful about this battle, and it was difficult to guarantee that there would be no ambush in the Yellow Palace.

The last time he suffered a loss in front of the polycrystalline beast, Zhao Yan didn't forget it.

At the top of the Immortal Palace, Pok stood in front of the top of the palace, the wind blowing the corners of his clothes, but it failed to make his body tremble.

"Lord Pock, the scouts report that the Brave Alliance is about to arrive. Polk was followed by a burly man, who looked into the distance and turned back to Polker.

"Are you all ready?"

"Ready, the God Emperor has sent all the brothers who are guarding the Yellow Palace. ”

"How many are there?"

"A total of 1,500 people, including 600 people in the lower S-class, 400 people in the upper S-class, 300 people in the lower SS class, and 200 people in the upper SS class!"

"Good!"

The burly man was a little apprehensive and said, "Lord Poke, our brother's strength is indeed excellent, but there are too many enemy troops. We are in ambush now, and we are in a hurry......" Saying such words somewhat boosted the morale of others, and when he got to the back, the man's voice gradually softened.

Poke shook his head and said, "It's useless to ambush, it's a tough battle." ”

The man was puzzled, "But why don't we give up the Immortal Palace?"

Poke said: "The decision of the God Emperor, how can we speculate. ”

The man bowed his head and remained silent, and finally stopped answering.

Polk turned his hand and turned his head to look into the distance, the words of the God Emperor echoing in his ears for a long time. "O Pok, the time has finally come for me to gain the power of faith, and you must hold out in the Immortal Palace for a while longer, for I have given Joel an order to assist you. If you can hold on until my arrival, what awaits King Ai Sakura and the Dark King will be destruction!"

God Emperor, rest assured, I will not disappoint your hopes!

Polk also knew in his heart that this time was the key to the god-emperor's success. If the god-emperor becomes a god, how much benefit will he get? Of course, this benefit is more about the temptation of Bock.

Once the God Emperor becomes a god and leaves this space, then, he Boke will be the pinnacle of power in this space!

Whether it's the powerful Dark King Omako, or the potential of the Sakura King Yan, or the elusive God of Killing, he will be trampled underfoot!

Polk let out a long sigh and sighed, "Joel, come on, although I don't want to share the credit with you, but without you, the Hades Palace will be quite difficult to defend. I, Boke, always focus on the overall situation of the Yellow Palace. ”

"Your Majesty Yan, there is the Hades Heavenly Palace ahead, can we continue to move forward?" At noon, one of the commanders of the Sang army, Xifa Sang, slowed down his horse and retreated to Zhao Yan's side and asked.

Zhao Yan stared at the majestic palace that appeared in his sight. It has a blue-purple appearance, and its appearance is very similar to that of the Goblin City. The graceful curves and smooth curvatures are not only for its appearance, but also for showing a strong defensive side.

Zhao Yan already understood that this Underworld Palace was originally a defensive powerhouse. If you want to spy on the Yellow Palace, you must let the Immortal Palace fall. And the only way to do that is to step over the corpses of the members of the Hades!

"It's a tough battle, and there is no ambush in the Yellow Palace. General Sivasan, you have more experience than me, you give the order!"

Xifasang's eyelids jumped, Zhao Yan's self-humility and his promotion of him made him at a loss for a while, and hurriedly said: "Your Majesty has won the award! I am older than you in terms of age, but in terms of this military experience and strategy, I really dare not take the credit!"

Zhao Yan shook his head and said with a smile: "The general doesn't have to be nervous, he can fight how he wants." Go, and we'll camp here. ”

"This ......"

Seeing that Xifasang had doubts, Zhao Yan looked at him with strange eyes and said, "General Xifasang, don't you dare to take the lead? Or do you feel that your ability is limited? If so, I will let General Buchintan go." ”

"No!" Xifa Sang shrugged his shoulders and shouted: "There are only a few thousand people in the Yellow Palace, Your Majesty Yan, you just wait here for good news! In this war of westward expansion, the more he fought, the more relieved he became. Thinking about the backlog and bullying of Mei in the past years, the current war has greatly relieved him.

After Xifasang left, Bu Qintan came over with a cloudy face and said, "Your Majesty Yan, why don't you send me ......?"

Zhao Yan interrupted him and said, "General Buchintan, are we friends?"

Bu Qintan was stunned and said, "Your Majesty, I ...... Of course we are friends. ”

"That's fine, I'll ask you as a friend. If your close relationship with me is known to Satan, will he still trust you in the future?"

"This ......" Bu Qin was dumbfounded, looking at Zhao Yan blankly.

Zhao Yan smiled slightly, raised his head, and looked towards the surging Sang army in the Underworld Palace.

Bu Qintan also turned his head, followed Zhao Yan's gaze, and muttered, "Your Majesty, you are really wise......"

Zhao Yan said: "No, no, no, I'm just a friend, giving you the most kind advice, and I hope you can live well." ”

Bu Qintan nodded and said, "I know, at the critical moment, I won't be soft-hearted!"

"Well...... I didn't say anything......" Zhao Yan jumped down from the tiger's back and said in a loud voice: "Set up camp!"

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The Sang Japanese army led by the Western Expedition Sang experienced first-hand the strong defenses of the Underworld Palace, and the damage that this defense brought to them. Presumably because of the victory until now, the soldiers are in very good shape and in good spirits. This gave the senior officers of the Brave Alliance who were observing from the rear a deeper judgment and discovery.

It was already night, Zhao Yan and Omako walked out of the hooves, and the two of them stood side by side on the opposite side of the Underworld Palace, less than a mile away, majestic and magnificent.

These two supreme commanders of the Brave Alliance are so young. Compared to Mei Dari and Huang Degros, it is completely one heaven and one underground. This also seems to imply that a young future will replace an aging past?

Perhaps, so!

"Omako, do you see clearly?" Zhao Yan stood with his hands in his hands, his eyes fixed on the front, and asked lightly.

Omaco clasped his hands to his chest, closed his eyes coldly, and said, "I can take it tonight." ”

"So sure?"

"Yes. I've been able to confirm that Huang Degross isn't in there. ”

Zhao Yan was puzzled: "What kind of tricks is Huang Degros playing, since he stays in the Yellow Palace, why don't he withdraw all his strength?"

Omako said lightly: "If we can understand his thoughts, then this battle does not need to be fought. ”

"Haha, that's right!" Zhao Yan smiled: "Then, let's start!"

"Yes. Omako walked slowly forward, an invisible ripple around him with every step he took. And as he moved forward, the ripples grew larger.

Zhao Yan looked at Omako in a daze, and found that in just a few seconds, Omako appeared at the foot of the Hades Palace. And behind him, at some point, groups of black shadows appeared. In the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of dark soldiers stood behind Omako. Just waiting for his order, he burst out towards the Immortal Palace.

Looking at Omako's back, Zhao Yan was full of emotion. Remembering that six years ago, he was just a little necromancer who needed to summon skeletons from corpses. And now, just following his footsteps, a hundred thousand dark armies burst out.

For the first time, Zhao Yan felt that the strength of one person could be so strong.

Perhaps, Omako was the descending of the dark god!

With Psiredo on the left and Hypein on the right, Omako pointed forward, and an army of 100,000 swarmed towards the Immortal Palace under the leadership of the two Great Elders of Darkness.

Sivasang retreated at this moment. The previous war had made it clear to him that once the Dark Army was out, they were just showmen. In that case, it is better to retreat.

Bang!Bang!Bang......

A huge sound came from the Stygian Palace, and countless large hands of double stone masonry stretched out from around the palace, covering the palace from the bottom to the top. This palace has turned into an impermeable fortress at this moment. Nowhere can the outside world snoop around. However, whenever the attacker approached, a myriad of ranged attacks erupted from within, showing that it was not very good-tempered.

"My brave son, your sacrifice is worth it. The eyes of the dark gods are watching you, and they see your courage, and they are proud of it, and they are proud of it......"

Omako muttered silently, and although the sound that came from his mouth was small, it seemed to expand countless times in the air, directly shocking the souls of dark creatures.

In the march of the dark army, in addition to sacrifice, it is destruction.

Although the corpses of dark creatures were piled up at the foot of the Hades, each round of attacks would cause considerable damage to the seemingly sturdy palace. In the long run, the sacrifice will be rewarded with victory.

The Hades Palace seemed to feel helpless, and finally hundreds of people came out of the palace and used their bodies to defend the dignity of the Yellow Palace. Their presence will at least keep the palace unharmed for a while. And concentrate all the firepower on your own body.

"Every devout believer is obsessed. Zhao Yan took a sip of tea and said to Yelang who was sitting beside him.

Yelang still had a faint smile on his face, but the smile looked a little reluctant. "Your Majesty, do you feel sorry for these sacrificial creatures of darkness?"

Zhao Yan knew that he couldn't hide it from Yelang, and said, "To be honest, don't feel distressed." ”

Yelang said: "This is indeed the truth. I don't think the Dark King will be distressed. But the question is, why do I feel so uncomfortable? Could it be that I'm old and not strong enough?"

"Less stinky and beautiful!" Zhao Yan glanced at Yelang and said, "A person who can cultivate a Yelang killer and whose own strength is unfathomable, how much blood have you stained in your life?"

"Hehehehehe. Yelang smiled: "Your Majesty, this is your prejudice against the old man." ”

Zhao Yan filled the empty cup he had drunk, and Yelang hurriedly took the teapot and rushed to pour it for Zhao Yan. Zhao Yan saw him like this, so he left it to him and said, "Yelang, I don't understand. ”

Yelang poured tea leisurely and said, "Your Majesty, I am your advisor, if you don't understand anything, just say it." ”

"The Shadow Slayer King Psiredo is a dark creature that has lived in the Dark World for more than 400 years, and for the current dark creatures, he is second only to the Great Lich Memmi Messi in the Dark World. But his strength is not as good as you, right?In this case, you who are so powerful than Pusiledo, why do you still have to commit yourself to me and still do ......" Zhao Yan looked at Yelang and held the teapot, "Still doing this kind of thing to serve me?"

Yelang looked nervous and said, "Your Majesty, you can't talk nonsense! How can I be Psiredo's opponent at my age? Oh! I see! You only thought this when you saw the situation of our fight with Morofic, right? Actually, at that time, I used the prestige of Psiredo to show off!"

"Yelang, you've been playing dumb riddles with me for four years, that's enough. Don't change the subject anymore and answer my question directly. Zhao Yan stretched his face and said, "Today, you have to tell me a way......! Or kill me!"

Yelang waved his hand, put down the teapot, and said, "Your Majesty, you just need to understand a little bit, I have no ill will towards you." ”

"I know that! If you do me wrong, I won't die at your hands ten thousand times. But I just want to know, what are you for?"

"Your Majesty! there are a lot of things, I don't know if it will be better. ”

"But I want to know. ”

Yoro smiled, "Unfortunately, I won't say. No matter what way Your Majesty uses it, I will not say. Because, it's not time yet. ”

The muscles on Zhao Yan's face twitched, and he shouted, "Yelang, you ......"

Yelang smiled: "I still say that, I have no ill will towards Your Majesty." ”

Without giving Zhao Yan a chance to speak, Yelang said again: "Your Majesty, don't force me anymore." I will not knock Your Majesty unconscious, because this is a critical period of war, and the army needs you to command and control it. I will not kill Your Majesty, because Your Majesty is the best king I have ever met. ”

"Yoro ......"