......

"Welcome back to His Majesty. ”

Meanwhile.

St. Catherina, who was in charge of internal affairs, flickered, appeared in front of Wu Hui under the ripples of space, and saluted respectfully.

"The Holy Concubine doesn't need to be polite. Wu Hui beckoned to her, motioned for her to walk side by side with him, and asked casually, "Recently, the Kingdom of God has just been promoted and expanded, and the affairs are busy, and everything is hard for the Holy Concubine." ”

"It's just a few trivial things, not hard work. Catherina's face was full of smiles, "It's that Your Majesty has traveled abroad, and he has saved enough resources for the promotion of the Kingdom of God so quickly, and he has also bought a plane, which is called hard work." ”

"It's a good idea. Wu Hui also had no intention of taking credit, "This time in the Morning Radiance Plane, I will send St. Luke to lead the army to prepare for the establishment of the Holy See and preside over the overall situation." However, Holy Concubine, you can't let your guard down, you need to be ready to support at any time, after all, the Radiant Plane is now facing a demonic calamity. In addition, the situation is clearer, so that the mortal plane also forms an expeditionary volunteer army to participate in the war. ”

"Yes~ my lord. Catherina said with a serious expression, "The concubine will be ready for a full-scale war, and will carry out a general mobilization for war in the light plane and the Aesop plane. ”

The reason why Wu Hui wanted the mortal plane to participate in the war was also in line with the intention of training the mortal plane army. More than a hundred years of comfortable life seem to have somewhat worn out the ambition of those mortals.

I think that when the Aesop plane faced the undead catastrophe, I don't know how many amazing heroic humans were born. Most of them are now members of the kingdom of God, and even some have become archangels.

Wu Hui also gradually realized that comfort would only make people fall, and he had to give his planes more "experience".

After he and Catherine had spent some time with him, he called St. Luke in and asked him to prepare to take over the Radiant Plane.

Of course, Wu Hui did not forget the needs of the Divine Weapon Palace, and asked Catherina to allocate more excellent Holy Spirits to the Divine Weapon Temple, tilt the resources to that side, and strive to develop the "Inquisitor" as soon as possible.

As for the idea of instigating the disciples and grandchildren to commit suicide and ascend, Wu Hui also gave him a rejection.

......

Half a year has passed in a flash.

Isabella and the others Wu Hui's small spaceship finally piloted to the vicinity of the Dawnlight plane.

Using the anchor point of the space gate inside the small ship of the Punisher, Wu Hui opened the gate of heaven. An army of angels who had been fighting for half a year teleported through the gates of heaven little by little.

Meanwhile.

Plane of Dawn.

Located in the eastern part of the continent, the Green Prairie is rich in aquatic plants and species, and was once the richest place in the entire Dawn Plane. However, at this moment, this prairie that should be full of vitality is full of smoke, and it has long lost its original prosperity and vitality.

Heavy clouds pressed over the wilderness, and the aura of slaughter permeated the entire heaven and earth, and even the air seemed to be filled with blood.

"Boom~"

Thunder rolled across the sky, and rain poured down.

The rabbit and rat that were foraging in the grass were startled and scurried back into the hole. The dragon eagle soaring in the sky took Yu Tianwei and had to stop on the cliff wall, fold his wings and rest for a while.

"Hold on! the Great Ancestral God will not abandon us!"

In the wind and rain, there was a faint hoarse cry from under the cliff.

Long Ying curiously poked his head out of the cliff, and saw two groups of people fighting fiercely in the wind and rain under the steep cliff, one of which was a minotaur and the other was a demon.

At this moment, the Minotaur side has been forced to the bottom of the cliff, the demons are besieging from all directions, and the remaining hundreds of people are fighting hard against the cliff.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The minotaur chieftain wearing a feathered crown swept across with a huge metal stick, smashing the demons who rushed up one after another and flew out, his eyes were red, and his huge nostrils were panting like crazy demons.

Behind him, the minotaur shaman holding the bone staff had a pale face, blood foaming from the corners of his mouth was constantly oozing, and he had to rely on the support of others to barely stand firm, and the surrounding minotaur warriors were also drenched in blood, scarred, and the horns on the top of his head were broken, as if he had reached a desperate situation.

Since the minotaurs can give birth to their own gods, there will naturally be no shortage of strong people in the clan. As one of the powerful tribes in the Bloodhoof plane, the warriors and shamans in the tribe are very powerful, the number of level 7 powerhouses is not a few, there are also many level 8 powerhouses, and the tribal chief even has the strength of level 9 demigods.

However, after encirclement and suppression, and one arduous battle after another, they have long been exhausted, and now they are completely supported by a willpower.

One by one, the warriors fell, and more and more corpses piled up on the grass under the cliff face, but the number of living minotaurs became smaller and smaller. Unconsciously, there were only a few dozen minotaurs left who originally had hundreds of people, and only a few young adults left.

Without being reminded by anyone, one after another minotaur teenagers silently picked up the weapons left by their fathers and joined the warband, as if they had taken over some kind of mission.

In just a few moments, many minotaur boys fell forever.

The sound of the fierce battle was accompanied by a strong bloody smell that permeated the cliff wall, and the blood stains were washed into the soil under the rain, and even the soil layer seemed to be dyed with a layer of crimson color.

I don't know how long it took.

The encirclement, which had been tightening more and more, stopped.

A passage suddenly parted among the demons surrounding the minotaur, and a figure covered in black smoke slowly walked over from the rain curtain.

The figure carried a steel fork in his hand, his black skin was rough as a rock, his silver hair was scattered behind his head, and a pair of large demonic horns were crested on his head. Even if he just walked around, he didn't deliberately release coercion, and his momentum was still as oppressive as a cloud overhead.

It turned out to be a high demon.

"Lord Black Smoke. ”

"Lord Black Smoke. ”

Seeing the comer, the surrounding demons hurriedly bowed and saluted.

However, the high-level demons known as "Lord Black Smoke" didn't even glance at these low-level demons, as if they were just some worthless ants.

"There's some potential. ”

He glanced scrutinantly at the minotaur chieftain who was holding the metal stick and gasping for breath, then nodded and said in a benevolent tone, "Here's a chance." Now choose to surrender and become my slave, I can let you live. ”

"Dreaming!"

The Minotaur Chief gasped, barely able to muster any strength in his body. However, when he heard this, not only did he not waver in the slightest, but was aroused by the monstrous anger.

He glared at the high-ranking demon viciously, gritted his teeth, and said, "The Minotaur has no bad seeds! I would rather die in battle than surrender!"

"Yes! I'd rather die than surrender!"

"I'd rather die than surrender!"

The few dozen minotaurs left behind the minotaur chief were also excited, and none of them were willing to surrender.

"In that case, then you should die together~"

High Demon Black Smoke laughed coldly and raised his hand casually.

The army of low-level demons, who had been waiting for a long time, suddenly cheered, and then swarmed up like a tide, showing their butcher knives towards the already exhausted minotaurs.

A hundred meters below the cliff, in a pre-dug hiding cave, an old minotaur shaman with gray and wrinkled skin was hiding in it with a minotaur child.

They are the last hope of the tribe.

Through the thick layer of soil and the heavy cloak used to shield the breath, the sound coming from the top of the head had become extremely faint, but it still could not escape the keen hearing of the old shaman of the minotaur.

Unconsciously, his old eyes were already filled with tears: "Great ancestral god~ Please, save your descendants......"

His voice was hoarse, as if he were pleading, as if he were weeping......

......

In the silent and secluded outer void, a battleship radiating a holy light was slowly sailing towards the Dawn Plane.

It is the latest "Inquisitor" battleship developed by the Kingdom of Light.

In the main control room of the "Inquisitor", a light curtain was suspended in the center, and the unyielding shouts of the bull-headed people were coming from the light curtain.

"Hey~"

Looking at the tragic war picture in the light curtain, Wu Hui sighed faintly.

These minotaurs are hard-headed, but they probably can't imagine that their ancestral gods have abandoned them, right?

He was just stopping by to the Dawn Plane to reconnoiter the situation this time, but he really didn't expect that the situation on the Minotaur Plane would be so severe.

Even if he is of different races and has no empathy, it is difficult for him not to be moved by the miserable appearance of the Minotaur race. How can it be said that they are also the intelligent races that they packaged and bought, how can they watch them being bullied by the demons?

"St. Luke. Wu Hui suddenly spoke.

"The subordinates are here. Hearing this, St. Luke immediately walked up to Wu Hui, "What do you command?"

"Go, let those demons see the strength of our Light God Clan. Wu Hui said lightly.

"Yes, Your Majesty. ”

St. Luke bowed in order, then spread his wings and flew out of the Inquisitor battleship from the flanks, swooping down towards the Dawn plane.

In fact, angel battles generally open the gates of heaven directly. However, the Radiant Plane had just been bought, and before he could establish the Gate of Heaven, he could only use the flying one.

But even so, the speed of the level 10 eight-winged holy angel was still quite terrifying.

In the blink of an eye, St. Luke's figure had turned into a point of light, disappearing into the deep clouds of the Dawn Plane.

......

At the same time, the Dawn plane.

The Minotaur tribe, which was besieged again, seemed to have reached the end of their crossbows. The strongest minotaur chieftain fought hard but still couldn't recover the situation, his chest and shoulders were pierced with steel forks, and the exposed blood hole was dripping with blood, and he couldn't hold on.

At this moment, a white light suddenly lit up in the sky.

This white light was like the dawn of the sky, and as soon as Pu appeared, it pierced through the thick clouds and appeared over the battlefield through the heavy rain curtain.

In the rich white light, a figure clearly caught the eyes of everyone on the battlefield.

It was a figure dressed in battle armor and holding a long sword, with eight white wings flying in the wind behind it, emitting dazzling holy light, and the momentum was as awe-inspiring as a blade.

With his appearance, a terrible coercion weighed down like a mountain.

The movements of both sides who were fighting unconsciously stopped for a moment, and even the arrogant high-level demon Black Smoke couldn't help but shrink his pupils, instantly tensing all the nerves in his body.

It's St. Luke!

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