"I swear by my soul that as long as I survive this hurdle, I will personally lead the army and completely exterminate the blood of the elven human race and the beast race!" the Pope shouted angrily.

"Hehe, you don't have a chance!" the Elven Queen said indifferently: "Even the Holy See doesn't have the ability to make a comeback!"

"Hmph, there are some things that you can't understand with your stupid wisdom, the strength of the Light God Clan is far beyond your imagination, even if all the gods behind you are combined, they are not opponents, and the final victory must be ours!" said the Pope proudly.

The Elven Queen and the Great Prophet looked at each other with a frown, each seeing horror in the other's eyes, but they were both strong-willed beings, and neither of them showed the slightest expression on their faces. The elven queen said lightly: "We don't understand the realm of the gods, but His Majesty the Pope doesn't seem to be qualified to know it!"

"Yes, we mortals can't access the realm of the gods, so our judgment and direction of the situation can only be analyzed through God's spokesmen. At least as far as I can remember, it seems that among the leaders of several sects, none of them are stronger than the little brother of the Long family, and I feel that he can play games between the gods with ease. The Great Prophet said lightly: "This fiasco of your Angel Legion was planned by him, and I have reason to believe that it is relatively risk-free to stand on his side!"

"Hmph, this is only temporary!" the Pope said disdainfully, "You will definitely regret it in the future!" Although the Pope said it very arrogantly, he himself knew that this time he was in a catastrophe. So the mood is very low, and the appearance has become vicissitudes, as if he has aged dozens of years in an instant.

It was at this moment that one of his officers stepped forward. Shi Li said: "Report to Your Majesty, the people we sent to the Elven Forest were attacked by the elven army in ambush, and the whole army was annihilated, judging by the density of their arrows, their number was less than 100,000. Your Majesty, please!"

Although the Pope had already known about this from the Elven Queen's mouth, he still didn't give up, he thought that the Elven Forest was in danger, and even the Elven Terran could not move at will, but he didn't know that I had already uprooted all the dangerous places in the Elven Forest. The elven terrans already have the ability to move armies at will inside.

So he still had a bit of luck, thinking that the elf queen was scaring him, so he didn't send someone to recruit the scouts sent out a long time ago. Now the news has finally been confirmed. The Pope was somewhat taken aback. However, then he suddenly thought of another thing, and hurriedly asked, "Less than 100,000 people?" Are you sure there is only this number?"

"I'm pretty sure that we've come to a conclusion with the most experienced old scouts. In fact, we would be more accurate to think that their number should be about 70,000, definitely less than 80,000!" the officer affirmed.

"Why so little?" asked the Pope, slightly curious.

"Your Majesty. The elven earth mage wants to open an ironclad battleship for Long Sutian, besides, he is now under siege by an army of angels, so it's not surprising to call in a little elven troops!" a cardinal quickly explained.

"Hmph!" the Pope snorted coldly, and said angrily: "How arrogant is that even such a few people dare to block my way! Is there no one in the Holy See who deceives me?"

The Pope's purpose in saying this was nothing more than to ask his subordinates to take the initiative to ask for battle, but no one paid attention to him after waiting for a long time. He immediately understood that he had made a mistake, the elven clan's specialty was archery and magic, and there were many legions in the Holy See who could fight against archery, but he dared to say that he could fight against spells. It's just the fanatic. Even the Wizard Legion is not successful, their number is too small, and the single spell spell is no match for the elven mage.

The Pope has always been dissatisfied with the Zeatic Legion because of his anger with the former leader of the Zeatic Legion, and he has made things difficult everywhere along the way, so at this time the Zeatics deliberately pretended to be stupid. In desperation, the Pope had no choice but to name him personally: "Rhodes!"

Rhodes, the temporary commander-in-chief of the Legion of Fanatics, heard the Pope's roll call, and hurriedly stepped forward to salute: "Your subordinates are here!" Rhodes is a distant cousin of the former legion leader Ronaldo, and he is very capable, and this time he was sent by his family to lead 150,000 fanatics to participate in the holy war.

"Rhodes believes that you have also seen the current situation, if we can't open the passage to the Elven Forest, we will be completely wiped out here, at this critical moment, the Light God Clan, we need you to turn the tide. The Pope looked at Rhodes with expectant eyes and said, "I know you won't let God down, do you?"

"For the eternal glory of the glory of God, the legion of fanatics is willing to drive your majesty to die forever!" said Rod impassionedly.

"Good! good!" the Pope thought that Rhodes would be discouraged by the dissatisfaction on the road, but he did not expect him to agree so simply.

You know, this is not an easy task, although the Legion of Zealots is known as the guest star of the caster, but the mage's spells are so terrifying, no matter how strong the army is, it will have to pay a heavy price to achieve, and the victory seems to be piled up with human lives. The 150,000 Zeatic Legion faced the 80,000 Elven Army, and the combat strength of the two sides was very similar. It is conservatively estimated that after this battle, it will definitely be a lose-lose situation, and no matter which side wins, the number of surviving troops will not exceed three digits. Who wants to fight such a bloody battle? Therefore, when Rhodes made this statement, the pope's tears of emotion were about to fall.

The Pope then asked with a little heaviness: "What else do you want, as long as I can do it, I will satisfy you everything!"

"No need, Your Majesty, it is our honor to die for God!" said Rhodes and gave the Pope a deep final military salute. Then he strode away without looking back. Looking at his tall back, many people, including the Pope, couldn't help but shed tears, they knew that in this kind of surprise melee, Rhodes' chance of surviving would not exceed thirty percent. Everyone was touched by Rhodes' sacrificial spirit, and the morale of the Holy See army rose a little.

At this time, Rhodes had already begun to lead the army to press up. The Legion of the Zealots is worthy of being the super trump card of the Holy See. In a short period of time, it was assembled into a 100*100 square of 100,000 people, and the fifteen squares were neatly arranged at the edge of the Elven Forest. With Rhodes' order, they immediately switched to an assault formation, and then. Fifteen phalanxes formed a front several miles wide, plunging straight into the Elven Forest like fifteen throwing knives.

The speed of the fanatics was very exaggerated at this time, they galloped with all their might, not much slower than the cavalry, and they were able to cast spells when they were running. Before entering the range of the elven mage, they had already blessed each person with several spells, plus defense and strength. Acceleration, shielding, everything. In the blink of an eye. The entire legion of the Zealots became a sea of glitter.

Then they shouted slogans, 'For the glory of God,' and so on, and charged with their lives. The shouts of 150,000 people shook the leaves of the Elven Forest with a loud voice, and matched their radiant image. It forms an unstoppable and mighty momentum, which is as turbulent as the tide of Qiantang and is unmatched. Kill straight to the Elven Forest. Such a strong and perverted charge has not appeared on the mainland for hundreds of years. Everyone who saw this scene couldn't help but marvel at this terrifying land legion.

Soon, they were only eight hundred meters away from the Elven Forest, and this was the time for the Elven Mage to play. Surprisingly, however, none of the spells were thrown. Just when people were wondering, the fanatics had already run to a place less than three hundred meters away from the Elven Forest, which was exactly the range of the Elven Terran bows and arrows. But the elves still did not make the slightest movement, and did not release a single arrow.

"Could it be that the elven terrans know that they are invincible, or they are reluctant to fight us. Have you got out of the way?" the Pope wondered.

"This must be the way it looks!" the others chimed in, "Congratulations to Your Majesty, relying on the prestige of Your Majesty and the Legion of Fanaticians, our army has finally opened a gap!"

"Haha!" the Pope laughed excitedly, but just as he was about to say something, something very strange suddenly appeared.

I saw that the menacing army entered the elven forest without any hindrance, and soon disappeared into the vast jungle, not only did not the imaginary shouts of killing come out, but even their slogans disappeared completely.

The Pope looked at each other, not knowing what was happening. The Pope was still sober and hurriedly sent a follow-up force in to check, but as soon as that force approached the Elven Forest, it was smashed back by a large number of spells, not to mention the heavy losses, and the morale suddenly dropped below freezing. The Legion of the Zealots is such a powerful force, as soon as it enters, it disappears, and it is obvious that it will be annihilated without surrendering, no matter which one it is, it is enough for the Holy See to nest up.

The Pope is a shrewd man, and he knows this matter in his heart, but that's 150,000 people? Not to mention a strong man like a fanatic, even if there are so many chickens, if you want to kill them, you have to make some noise? Unless there is a god inside, it is absolutely impossible to kill a powerful legion in an instant. But if a god is involved in the war, he will just come out and destroy the Pope, and he will still use it to hide? So obviously, it is the Legion of Fanatics who betrayed the Holy See and surrendered to the enemy to be so quiet.

It occurred to the Pope that the demon wolf attacked last night, and that legion had suffered heavy losses, but the Legion of the Zealots had not even injured a single hair. At the time, I thought that the demon wolves were afraid of the light aura on their bodies so they didn't dare to attack, but now it seems that it is simply because the Legion of Fanatics and the attackers are in a group.

As soon as the Pope understood, his eyes turned black with anger, and then he thought that when Rhodes went to war just now, he was moved by him to shed a few precious tears, and suddenly, he was angry and anxious, annoyed and angry, and directly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then he couldn't care about etiquette and demeanor anymore, and scolded on the spot: "Rhodes, you bastard, even if I die, I can't spare you!"

"Your Majesty, take care!" the others hurriedly reassured.

"Haha!" But the Elven Queen laughed at this time, "Your Majesty, I didn't expect that even the fanatics were under your guidance, and they were forced to give up their faith in the light, which is really terrible. You Pope, oh yes, that's a terrible thing!"

"You!" the Pope was so angry that his face turned green, and he stared at the Elven Queen for a long time and couldn't say a word.

"Hehe!" the Elven Queen continued, laughing, "but then again. I'd like to see now how Your Majesty would have lived in my Elven Forest without the Zealot. By the way, a word of caution to Your Majesty. There are a lot of wolves in there, but they listen to me!"

"Your Majesty the Pope!" the Great Prophet also said with a smile: "Now that you have no way to escape, it is better to surrender quickly." Even the fanatics have descended, what are you still holding on?"

"Fart!" the Pope roared angrily, "I will only be a hero who dies in battle, not a coward who surrenders!"

"In that case, then you should die!" said the Great Prophet with a shrug.

"Hmph, I'll pull you on your backs when I die!" said the Pope viciously.

"Oh, is it?" the Elf Queen smiled and said, "I always felt very depressed when we had a draw last time, why don't you take this opportunity today and make up for that regret?"

"Since you are looking for your own death. Of course I'm willing to accompany!" said the Pope through gritted teeth.

"Wait a minute!" a voice suddenly stopped. At this time, Nico and Albert suddenly appeared at the Pope's side. It was Niko who had just spoken, and he continued, "Your Majesty. You've vomited several mouthfuls of blood in succession, and your vitality has been greatly damaged, and now it's obviously unfair to fight with people!"

When the Pope saw that it was Niko, he hurriedly said respectfully: "I've seen my uncle, but." The elf queen has slapped me in the face, how can I refuse?"

"If it's not good, you have to refuse. When is it now, you are involved in the affairs of the Holy See. If you want to cherish it, how can you duel with someone casually?" Niko reproached with a little annoyance.

"Yes, yes, what my uncle taught me was that I was reckless!" When the Pope heard this, he immediately came to his senses and quickly nodded and admitted his mistake.

Seeing that he knew his mistake, Niko nodded with satisfaction, and did not continue, but simply said, "There are two of us here." You will take advantage of our war, lead a small group of elites and retreat to the south, as long as you can return to the Holy Mountain, it will be okay if we are defeated!"

"Uncle!" said the Pope with emotion, "how can I bother you?"

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and prepare!" Niko reminded, "Disguise yourself ruthlessly and put away your stinky shelves, you know?"

"Yes!" the Pope knew that Niko had decided, so he agreed. He knew that what Niko said about blocking was simply sending him to death, and in the face of hundreds of thousands of orc armies, who would stand in the way?

At this time, Albert had already spoken to the Elf Queen, he remained calm as usual, and said lightly to the Elf Queen: "The five strongest people in the mainland, as a sword god, I was forced to rank fourth, Albert is very unwilling, I can't do my best today, I want to understand the power of the Elf Queen, and please don't shirk it!"

Although Albert said politely, his tone revealed a sense of confidence in it, he was definitely not the opponent of the Elf Queen before, but since he was reincarnated as a half-angel, his strength has increased greatly, especially with a set of artifact-level armor on his body, and even the damaged Holy Sword of Light has been repaired by the Angel Warlord, so he is now completely sure of winning against the Elf Queen. At least that's what he always thought.

But unexpectedly, before the elf queen could speak, another disturbance appeared. With a burst of silver bell-like laughter, Elena appeared on the battlefield. The little girl was still wearing the linen clothes of a fanatic, and came to everyone empty-handed, smiling, and said to Albert: "Hey, Albert, are you embarrassed to call yourself the five strong men?

Albert's old face, which has always been dry, can't help but change all kinds of colors, in front of so many people, he was ridiculed by a little girl like this, it was the first time in his life. But what people say is true, he doesn't even have room to refute, and he can't wait to find a place to get into. I couldn't say a word directly, and I stayed there stupidly.

He didn't speak, but the others began to talk about it.

"Oh my God, it's the Blood Witch Elena, we're finished!"

"I heard that last time she killed tens of thousands of barbarians by herself!"

"Almost all those who fought this perverted devil became dead. I don't want to die!"

"Wouldn't it be better for us to surrender?"

With the discussion of the people, the morale of the Holy See army has become zero.

Elena didn't care about this, and continued to smile: "Albert, I have itchy hands today, let's find a place to fight, if you can beat me, I will admit that you are a powerhouse in the mainland!"

Albert looked at Niko in embarrassment. Niko thought for a moment and said, "She's too strong, and with her here, none of the three of us can escape." You go with her, lead him away, delay as much time as possible, and run if you can't do it!"

"Albert!" Albert said to Elena in a depressed tone, "Elena, if you want to fight me, follow me!"

"Cut, I'm afraid you won't make it?" said Elena disdainfully. Then she flew after her. The two disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.