The lingering flames on Dawson's body were extinguished. He stood in the air and slowly turned around to face the Bailing Legion hundreds of meters away.

Dawson's tuxedo suit was still clean and smooth, as if the previous series of battles had not allowed his clothes to tear or even wrinkle a little. He stood there like a towering and immovable mountain, his dark and deep eyes calm and waveless, but it brought indescribable despair and pressure to all the Lark Legion soldiers.

The two ancient dragons and the black elf patriarch attacked the enemy together, but the result was so cruel that they were all defeated without causing a little damage to the enemy's clothes!

"The soldiers of the Bailing Legion belong to this seat is the first envoy of the Silver Sand Desert. Your Lords are all dead, and there is no one left to lead you back to the Lark Forest safely. Under the name Serian Dawson, it is hereby announced that the 500 soldiers who surrender first to the Silver Sand Desert will be able to join the Throne Lord, and the 3,000 soldiers who will surrender later will receive the status of full-fledged warriors. Those who do not want to surrender will be killed. ”

Dawson's clear voice was like the waves of the deep sea, spreading under the entire sky and reaching the ears of every soldier of the Lark Legion. After only a few seconds, he could feel the "aura of the loser" emanating from the heads of countless soldiers.

Obviously, the number of people on both sides is more than 10,000 to one, but the side with the superior number can hardly hold the slightest delusion of defeating a strong enemy with crowd tactics.

Serian Dawson's status as the first envoy under the command of the Throne of Heaven, who was the same as Lord Tianwei, and the perfect posture of victory with the strength of one enemy and three major envoys unscathed, were like a heavy lead cloud pressing down on their hearts, making them breathless.

No one doubts whether Dawson's "Kill Without Forgiveness" is true or false, they just can't not hesitate to betray their homeland and the Tenth Throne, and in turn turn take refuge with the Tenth Throne, the Throne Envoys, and the enemy side of the Hundred Souls Forest!

When the heart of the Bailing Legion was shaken, the deputy general of the green lion scanned the surrounding scene, looked at the sparsely populated Fire Legion, and gritted his teeth with difficulty.

It stood up with its chest puffed up, but a figure was half a second faster than it.

"Ridiculous!"

A mid-air roar has the momentum of Dawson's transmission. The tens of thousands of eyes of the Bailing Legion suddenly turned to the source of the voice, the person who roared was a middle-aged giant with a strong physique, none other than the former patriarch of the Transforming Beast Clan!

"The noble warriors of the Forest of Larks are proud of their bones, and they will never bow down to the evil invaders who invaded the Tenth Throne and their homeland! Serian Dawson, right? You said wildly that the leaders of the Bailing Legion were all killed, and the old man Abel Lynch will let you see who is sitting here! ”

The roar of Abel Lynch, the former patriarch of the Shapeshifting Beasts, awakened the hearts of tens of thousands of soldiers who were about to collapse. He stood proudly at the forefront of the Bailing Legion with a straight back, shouldered danger with his old and strong body, became the last hero and leader of the Bailing Legion, and even took back the name of "Lynch" that originally belonged to him from Louisa Lynch, who was confirmed to be dead with a high probability.

The commander of the Bailing Legion has not yet been killed. There is Abel Lynch here, and Lord Tianwei and Zhu Huolong, who are chasing the enemy into the distance, have not yet returned.

The Bailing Legion did not lose!

The Leo lieutenant also spread his wings and flew to the diagonal back of Abel Lynch, his lion's eyes bursting with a burning revenge, and the blue-purple flames that erupted all over his body raised the temperature around him by hundreds of degrees.

Dawson's face was calm. If fifty percent of the soldiers of the Bailing Legion just now had the "breath of the loser" wafting from their heads, then the soldiers who were still thinking about surrendering were almost gone. Abel Lynch used his strength and prestige and the courage to stand up to the first envoy of the foreign land at a critical moment to calm the hearts of countless soldiers who began to waver, and he now had to face the unity of the spirit of the lark army.

"It's okay, I'll ask you again—after defeating your new leader."

Abel Lynch snorted coldly, and as he took a step forward, he unreservedly erupted into strong and deep energy fluctuations. And the condescending Dawson also took a step in the direction of the Bailing Legion, his ordinary step, the momentum was also like an invisible sea moving a step towards the Bailing Legion!

The momentum of both sides of the battlefield was already tense, but no one expected that the next moment, a simple and majestic bell came from a direction thousands of kilometers away, resounding in the world under the blazing arc.

Abel Lynch and the Leo lieutenant looked at the distant place where the bell came from at the same time, and even Dawson, who had no emotion in the fierce battle, could not avoid the moment he heard the bell, his pupils shrank and his gaze shifted.

This bell is the bell for the end of the "Apocalypse Decree" and the announcement of the results by the Imperial Throne. It is related to the change of the thirteen throne seats of the Abyss of the Apocalypse, and the special nature of the Apocalypse Order, the result will be directly conveyed to the sky above the territory of the throne involved, so that all the beings belonging to the territory involved in the throne will be known.

"Who won?"

There was only one thought left in Dawson's mind. Abel Lynch, the Leo lieutenant, and even tens of thousands of lark legionnaires.

At the same time, Lois and Tianwei Gulong, who were hundreds of kilometers away, also suspended the battle to the death. Now Lois is seriously injured in the right half of her body, losing a right hand, and her right eye is charred and blurred; The hem of the gorgeous white seat envoy's dress is torn, especially the right side is dilapidated, and the skirt is bare in tatters. Not an inch of exposed skin is smooth and intact.

And the appearance of the Tianwei Ancient Dragon is no less miserable than Lois. The left half of its body changed from the body of the Thorn Dragon back to red. The body of the naked and scaleless Tianwei Ancient Dragon; The massive pores of the whole body left a sinuous blood, washing it into a complete "blood dragon".

After all, the energy of the Stygian Dragon Jade was not perfectly "grafted" onto the Tianwei Ancient Dragon, after the Tianwei Ancient Dragon was seriously injured and overdrawn an astonishing energy reserve at one time, the Tianwei Ancient Dragon suddenly degenerated back to this half-Stygian and half-Tianwei Ancient Dragon's two-like posture. The dragon jade energy in its body flowed disorderly and chaotically, destroying the tissues in its body all the time, and the condition was closer to a terrible death than Lois's half-body disability.

As the quaint and majestic bell rang beside them, both of them stopped the energy that was forcibly working in their bodies, and pricked up their ears with anticipation and fear, for fear of missing every word of the Apocalypse Decree announcing the results.

"Kazan ......"

"Lord Negar......"

In the middle of the Silver-Sand Desert, a pale palace sits here.

In a side room of the Pale Palace, where important wounded are housed. The room was silent with flawless walls, and the huge windows were open to ventilate inside and out. As soon as the wind blew in, the pale cyan curtains began to shake slightly.

Harvey was heavily bandaged, and lay honestly on the big bed that could accommodate his little giant's body. His eyes were closed, but he was actually awake.

Wu Qi slept in a bed next to Harvey. At this time, Wu Qi's eyelashes, who had been in a coma for a long time, finally trembled twice; Immediately, Wu Qi opened his eyes that had been closed for a long time, and there seemed to be a pair of tired spirals in his dark eyes.

The most important aura and brilliance in Wu Qi's dark and beautiful eyes still remained. Although the vitality in his body is now like a big tree with a hollow trunk and a burnt crown, fortunately, there is still a puddle of spiritual energy left in his brain, and he will not be reduced to the point of becoming an idiot.

Wu Qi subconsciously opened his thirsty and chapped lips, and he didn't know where he woke up, when he heard Harvey's voice lying on the side.

"Rest well and don't move."

The familiar sound and familiar smell made Wu Qi feel a little more secure than nothing. He turned his head slightly and saw Harvey, almost covered in bandages, lying on the other bed.

Apparently Harvey was also badly wounded in the battle against the Lark Legion. But Harvey, like him, didn't die.

"Lord Harvey, with whom did you suffer from your wounds?" Wu Qi tested the good vocal cords, and suddenly remembered something and asked such a question.

Wu Qi remembered the back of the snow lynx.

Harvey didn't hide it either, he said honestly: "It's the Ice Curse Envoy of the Bailing Legion. She herself infiltrated the Silver Sand Desert as a spy, the snow lynx in captivity of our hunters. ”

"Ice Curse Seat ......"

The conjecture that the snow lynx was a spy really came true, but Wu Qi didn't have any superfluous thoughts now. He just sighed a little, it turned out that the information that he had obtained from infiltrating the Ice Curse Land to investigate the "Ice Curse Envoy Going Out" had actually crossed thousands of kilometers, and finally corresponded to the Snow Lynx of the Hunter Team.

"And the Ice Curse made her?"

"Dead. I made it with my own hands. ”

"Hmm."

Ending the topic of the Ice Spell Envoy, Wu Qi's attention returned to himself. He mobilized the power of atavism and sensed his own body, and there was only one feeling of "miserable".

If it weren't for the fact that there were still some corpse viruses controlling this body, this dilapidated body would have returned to Huangquan a long time ago.

In addition to perceiving the dilapidation of his body, Wu Qi also sensed the special fragments of energy aura that remained in the gaps between his textures and bones.

These energy breath fragments are by no means unfamiliar to Wu Qi, they are the breath of "ghost deification". Coupled with the little memories before the coma that Wu Qi tried his best to recall, he was basically sure that he had indeed performed the "ghost deification" of intelligence before he had performed it, and he would burn his life until he died.

Needless to say, the "ghost deification" ability seed must have been secretly planted by Kazan's guy, in order to burn his life and die with a strong enemy at the critical moment of the outbreak of war. If you're lucky, you might be able to replace one of the enemy's envoys.

Wu Qi didn't sigh. The terrible state of this body did not allow him not to quickly regenerate, and he wanted to know more about how far the war had developed and whether there were any results.

While Wu Qi was thinking, the bell rang in the sky outside the pale palace. It sounded.