Now--I, no more]

The voice coming from the city was still Pfister's, but the voice and intonation had changed again, appearing warm and mysterious. -g is like another person responding to the previous Psalms of the Holy Kings in an enlightening way.

"Psalms of the Sage, this is the Psalms of the Sage" Most of the branches of the Trident family are already on the side of the coalition. There are many people lined up in the city today, and some of them are old men who remember to forget the silver psalms altogether—the last part of the coming-of-age ceremony of everyone in their parents' generation was the silver psalm.

Silver poems, the pride of the Trident family, the most prosperous family can write a glorious chapter. This tradition was abolished after the Holy King's death of Quelsa. The silver psalms are no longer a compulsory reading, and the muffled chants can no longer be heard at the coming-of-age ceremony of the clansmen.

"I'm guilty, I'm guilty" The old men who defected all knelt on the ground, they were tearing their hearts and tears, and the people around them refused to get up no matter how they pulled them. The juniors who accompanied them dissuaded, coaxed, and even threatened to no avail, so they had to keep apologizing to the people around them, and there was only embarrassment on their faces except for sneering.

Embarrassment, embarrassment, and embarrassment are the feelings of this generation of Trident people encountering the Silver Psalm

Now, we don't have it anymore—]

In all corners of Yintao City, a low voice of response was faintly heard.

Who took away my tears, let it flow only for the nobles who oppressed me, and the clowns who please him?]

Shameless and absurd]

The eyes on Pfister's masquerade began to tear, and they were bright red tears

The low response in Yintao City suddenly became clear and powerful!

Who has taken away the sun, the moon, the stars, and the stars? I will not pray to them, nor may I desire in my heart]

Ignorance and arrogance]

In the inner city, residents with tears on their faces are rummaging through their weapons, such as war knives, waist knives, wood knives, kitchen knives, table knives, and everything

And who told me that the only faith in this world is the wooden frame nailed to the rotten wall]

Brutal Gangsters】

At the gates of the Anomalous Division's chapter, the thick blockade was broken down by the furious apprentices, who rushed up the streets and toward the walls, repeating in a loud voice, as if to make the psalm never stop

I bury Tianliang with my own hands Whenever my goodwill fails, my blood and sweat will flow into the private account of **]

Charm

In the various urban districts, streets, and even beaches and piers of Yintao City, a loud whistling sound erupted from the crowded crowd. The children who have been let go by their fathers, the wives who have left their arms, they have seen their fathers, brothers, and husbands transformed in this psalm—their humble bodies becoming tall and their weak expressions strengthened

I can't sing, I can't wander, I can't taste, because everything I see, even myself, is stamped with someone else's private seal.

The one who enslaved me - but his mouth was full of oil]

At this moment, the doubts, misery, and anger in the hearts of countless West Coast people above and below the city, no matter what camp they belonged to, all turned into low roars.

And that's -- the final truth.

Just blurted out

The epilogue doesn't seem to be a big deal?

But when no one commands and dispatches, when tens of thousands of people outside the city and hundreds of thousands of people inside the city shout this sentence at the same time, what kind of scene will it be?

This is the response of the West Coasters present to the Silver Psalm, every word is heartfelt, and every word is as if it were cast from steel

Shouting these words, something is turning in an irreversible direction, the most obvious of which is the coalition soldiers—the coalition forces in the city, the coalition forces under the city, and the coalition forces near the moat, all of whom have turned their knives around at the same time

Their backs are close to the city of Yintao, to the holy place in their hearts, to the only good place in the world, and their swords and spears are pointed at the allied army, at the upper echelons of the allied army, at the most despicable beings in the world

The number of people who rebelled was close to 50,000, and it was not yet + passionate Including those scattered coalition forces in the distance. As soon as the silver psalm followed by the trumpet, they would slay it like a stormy wave

This change made the top leaders and generals of the coalition army stunned, looked at each other, and did not know what to do.

Locked in by countless hostile gazes, they certainly understood what was happening: these soldiers should have obeyed the order to rush into Yintao City to burn and loot. But now, they are guarding the city in the neatest queue.

However, there was no hatred in the hearts of the higher-ups, on the contrary, many people still felt that the soldiers' ways were inappropriate, but their mood was understandable, because they were also moved...... But this is a rebellion, if they kill it, everyone will be finished, is there anything more hellish than this?

So, don't let Pfister

Give that order, at least don't give it until everyone escapes

Yes, the top of the coalition forces is ready to run away: some are nimble, some are good-for-nothing bastards dragging their feet. But the most critical part of running for your life is in the "scattering" stage, so you have to gather a large number of people, you must set off at the same time and disperse instantly, and the rest is left to probability and luck......

At the head of the city, Pfister stood silently.

There are more and more energies around Pfister, looming, and distant, some as misty as mist, some even revealing humanoid form, they walk, talk, laugh, they gather and disperse, they look forward to joy and sorrow......

And the Twelfth Apostle in Pfister's face, after just a few recitations, he seemed to be twenty years old.

Ordinary people occasionally play cheap, but only with cheap hands. The apostle did not follow the usual path, and it was obvious that he was cheap-minded - he chose this close floor tile to stand on, and he had the courage to provoke. It's like brushing yourself with dipping sauce and putting it on the tip of a fire, only to be directly attacked by two whole chapters of Psalms.

The apostle's white face was constantly distorted, and all kinds of emotions were intertwined and mixed, like a ball of mud that was constantly being pinched...... Scarlet blood foam slid down the corners of his mouth, staining the delicate leather armor and the white robe broken in two......

With just one blow, as if with the last, the most dangerous enemy of all will fall

But Pfister couldn't speak......

He couldn't speak again for a long time

Townsend saw his hands clenched into fists, still trembling slightly, but the last verse could not be sung smoothly - the whirlpool behind him

The vortex had swelled to the point of immenseness, tilting into the sky, but the mighty energy was held back by it

The energy that surrounded Pfister was already showing signs of dissipating, and even those in humanoid form showed a confused expression, as if they were losing patience when they were summoned but did not find the summoner.

Not to mention the crowds of people rushing through the streets and alleys of Silvertao City, their steps towards the city walls were waiting to step into a more ferocious level, and their full anger was waiting for the spark to detonate

At this most critical moment, Pfister seemed to be exhausted

The speed of the great whirlpool slowed down, gradually froze, and then forcibly swirled as if unwilling - this was an urge, this was an order

With his fists clenched, Pfist barely opened his mouth, but spurted out a mouthful of blood

Townsend didn't expect it, and neither did anyone else.

Prince Pfister stood at the head of the city, facing the Apostles, shaking the coalition, and supporting the big picture, but he was actually overwhelmed - his body shook and Lori slowly leaned forward in a scream.

But a moment later, he stopped his downward spiral.

Pfister's mask slowly turned, and he saw that the person holding his arm was Townsend. But what's in this man's head? He can still laugh at this time. And the meaning of this smile is obvious, not praise or admiration, but - let Jean.

Jean Pfister subconsciously doubted, but the excellent performance of the other party after appearing made him unable to doubt.

Jean Townsend took a half-step forward and stood on the same floor tile as Pfister—the vast and majestic energy

The tremendous pressure instantly turned to his vest. Wan Jun's power fell to the tip of the needle, and almost let him flee in the wilderness

Can't escape-

The smile on Townsend's face vanished, and his eyes fell on the apostle, who had just been revealed with a hint of surprise. Just as the apostle began to wonder, Townsend spoke sharply.

"Empty—"

Before he could spit out a single word, Townshend's chant was forced to stop, because the pressure on his back suddenly increased, and his body seemed to be pressed into a card, which was no longer painful.

"Reciting the oath doesn't exclude you. Pfister gasped and said, "Empty eye sockets......"

Townsend took a deep breath, looked at eye level, and spoke again.

Hollow eye sockets-]

Townsend read the first half of the first sentence nervously, and the following verses magically appeared in his mind, as if the poems had long been hidden in his memory.

Although the verses he sang were very different from those of the prince, Townsend was confident, and his voice grew thicker, and his tone changed from cautious tentative to heroic and uninhibited.

Empty eyes, there will be no tears in this life]

The barren heart has hidden cowardice]

Townsend heard his own voice echo throughout Silverwave City at the same time, Townsend saw the wandering phantoms at the head of the city vibrate at the same time, and Townsend sensed that the whirlpool, which had already shown signs of disarray, once again condensed and began to rotate at a uniform speed.

I was lost, I forgot my vows]

I will wake up, and I will cleanse the filth]

New Psalms

Spread out, there was a moment of silence throughout the city, and then a deafening response erupted

And in the coalition flag array, the last bit of will and persistence of the top brass also collapsed.

Embark on a journey - with a shield and a spear in hand]

Embark on a journey - I am unparalleled in the world]

The Psalms of the Brave echoed in heaven and earth, sorrowful and generous, shocking everything near and far

Up and down the city wall, the soldiers who were close to each other and stood side by side began to march towards the coalition flag. One step, two steps, three steps, from messy to neat, from hesitant to firm

Embark on a journey - become a hurricane and a giant*]

Let's go-I won't let an inch]

With a sigh of relief, Pfister regained his feet and joined in the final chant, igniting the long-awaited spark with Townsend

I will pay for the oath with blood]

The killing is no longer resistible, so let's kill it]

Kill him - then kill him]

The last verse is simple and simple, but it ignites everything. The inner city is boiling, the outer city is boiling, the whole city is boiling.

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