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Behind these monsters that kept rushing forward, a man in a tattered black robe who hadn't been washed for an unknown amount of time looked at the shining light in the night sky and said with a smile, sticky messy hair like glue, a dirty face, a mouthful of teeth that turned yellow because he hadn't brushed his teeth for a long time, and a pair of eyes that were blazing, this is a crazy madman.

"Alright, Feige, it's time to use something, it's up to you to make sure the plan succeeds, don't lose time, you know the consequences. A sweet and feminine tone sounded in the arms of this madman, in stark contrast to his duck-like voice.

"Of course I do, dear Ivy, my little darling. Feige took out a dirty crystal ball from his bosom and held it in front of him with one hand, making people mistake it for dirt picked up from the mud pool at first glance, and stared at the crystal ball in an infatuated tone.

"Feige, you're such a disgusting fellow, so disgusting that I almost vomited, can you please don't call my name in the future, it will keep me awake all night, can I tear off your mouth like a duck in the lake?"

"Does that mean I can call you my dear little darling baby in the future? Feige said with a little surprise, an expression that happiness came too suddenly.

"You're a madman, Feige. With that alone, the dirty crystal ball stopped coming from a single sound, and it seemed that the other side of the call had enough of Feige and was not going to talk to him anymore.

"Oh, Ivy's temper is still so cute, it's so addictive, how I want to give her a loving hug. Fei Qi put away the dirty crystal ball, didn't care about her vicious words, still showed a pampering expression, and the other hand came out from under the black robe, this hand held a long strip of black cloth wrapped in it, I don't know what it was.

"What follows is an unbelievable scene, so please watch it. A layer of black flames erupted from Feige's equally dirty palm, burning the black cloth wrapped around the long strip-like object held in his palm, and the mysterious object wrapped in the black cloth appeared in front of him.

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"Kamai, has the Holy Hand arrived?"

"It's not here yet, it looks like it's going to take some time, Camilla, what's going on over there?"

"Me too, the 'Holy Shield' they haven't arrived yet. ”

The current form is that Carman got in touch with the 'Holy Shield', the 'Holy Hand', the 'Judgment' and the 'Knights Templar' through the crystal ball, and told them about the situation here, and asked for help. The shield of Tsarist Russia shows no signs of weakening at the moment, but I don't know why Kaman just has a very ominous premonition, such measures can be regarded as a precaution, give yourself a little peace of mind.

The enemy brought a large army, and after the convergence of his side, counting some Templars trained nearby, there were only a few hundred people, facing the enemy outside with about tens of thousands, how could this be beaten, just out, I am afraid that it will be drowned.

Oh, it's so annoying, the enemies outside are still working tirelessly to attack the golden shield with their fragile bodies, what the hell are they trying to do, these mindless ramming, I'm afraid they will all die tomorrow, the corpses are piled up almost six meters high, and the black blood is splashed to the upper position, Kamai is standing on the steps of the church back and forth irritably.

"Click!" the sound of something breaking quietly sounded in the distance, and the sharp-eared Carman heard the voice representing a bad premonition in the mixed human voices, and his eyes looked in the direction of the sound, through the crowd, to the golden shield.

What kind of expression can I use to describe Kaman at this time, extremely stunned, where to look at the place where I looked, that is, on the mountain of corpses piled up more than six meters high outside, there was a conspicuous black dot on the golden shield, it was a pitch-black thing, yes, Kamai was not mistaken, the thing outside was actually inserted into the Holy See is proud of' Inside the Shield of Tsarist Russia, a monster with a black body was stepping on the corpse under its feet, and one of its hands passed through without hesitation, but it looked like it was stuck and could not be pulled out, and the monster roared angrily.

With a roar, the arm was flooded with black smoke that symbolized ominousness, and the golden shield began to spread from its hand that had entered into cracks, getting bigger and denser, a kind of imminent collapse, and in less than three seconds the cracks had all reached all their positions, giving people the feeling that they would shatter if they were touched.

A dream-like scene appeared in front of everyone's stunned eyes, and the 'Shield of Tsarist Russia', once known as the most protective barrier on the mainland, was shattered, golden fragments scattered from the sky, and the endless night was exposed to everyone's eyes, symbolizing that the cruel battle was forced to begin at this time.

The sound that was originally blocked by the golden shield came like an overwhelming surge, and the terrifying cries of the monsters came, and with the shattering of the shield, the corpses that were stacked more than six meters high also fell, like a hill pressed down, and the sacred things known as the holy pillars were directly corroded by the black blood mercilessly because they had no protection, and a huge black steam came out like hot water boiling, and it was too late to even make the sound of collapse, the monsters were even more terrifying, and without hindrance, they rushed in unscrupulously, stepping on the corpses of their companions, with hideous faces and scarlet eyes, The terrible fangs stained with black blood are so clearly presented in front of everyone.

As rookies, the boys and girls were already speechless with fright, their faces were pale as if they were shaking, their feet were still quite angry, they did not tremble from fear, and they clenched their weapons with unprecedented nervousness, but even so, they still inevitably bred a mood called fear.