Imperial New States.

Western Front.

Under the gloomy sky, tens of millions of troops fought across the vast land.

In the midst of a rain of bullets, accompanied by a violent roaring explosion.

The earth shook.

The huge flesh monster that looked like a high-rise building squirmed forward against the artillery fire, and with a single slap, it flattened the steel barrier carefully built by the Imperial Workshop, and the Imperial soldiers inside were directly squeezed into plasma and flesh.

Countless bone chariots went on a rampage, sharp bone spurs and spears tearing apart the bodies of the Imperial soldiers, leaving only stumps and severed arms in the ground.

There are also various deformed corpse golems, crawling on the ground like spiders, and they are extremely fast, making it difficult for even well-trained Imperial troops to shoot them in a short time.

These ritual-created monsters greatly shocked the perception of the Imperial Army, and even if they were badly damaged, they could recover and heal by devouring corpses on the battlefield.

If it weren't for the Imperial Army's possession of all kinds of sophisticated black technology weapons, it would probably be difficult to withstand the attack of the Beelzebub Kingdom.

There are also many undead strangers, appearing in all corners of the battlefield, they have joined the two camps, the number is huge, and the extraordinary power spreads wantonly, symbolizing the white light of death one after another.

The empire is being attacked by the three major dependent kingdoms at the same time, and the four most powerful kingdoms of the Sun Continent are all moving.

Killing and chaos are boiling, and people are dying on the battlefield every second.

However, in the other side, where neither army can see, the higher-level battles have not stopped.

Spiritual realm.

The Wandering Knights led by Faircrow, a demigod, six Sages, plus nearly a hundred elite mid-sequence transcendents, are battling the Imperial Inquisition.

The First Inquisitor, Biondini, took on the form of a sheep-headed monster and fought fiercely with Fairclaw and another Petal Knight.

McCollin and the other five presiding judges each have opponents.

The mythical power of each path has reverberated the spiritual world.

Often, high-level battles determine the course of war.

Once either side loses, then on the battlefield of the present world, the situation belonging to this side will rapidly decline, and even appear one-sided.

After all, if the high-ranking people can free their hands, the ordinary army is simply unable to resist it.

Neither side wants to see that happen.

Rumble!!

Biondini wrapped his arms around a huge skeleton that was half a head shorter, and resisted a bone blade slash from Fairclaw with his back, the white hair was sliced open, and the thick golden blood flowed, and the wound spewed out a blazing light.

"Die!"

Biondini roared.

He showed the demeanor of the first judge, and he actually smashed the body of the enemy with brutality, and the terrifying heat of the flame continued to burn the opponent.

"Ahh Ahhhh ”

The Petal Knight of Sequence 4 wails in the flames of mythology.

Beside him, on a mountain of flesh, Fairclau's twisted features showed rage, and his "belly" opened to reveal hundreds of bones and teeth, and in one fell swoop, it devoured Biondini's left arm.

Gala la ......

A scalp-tinging crunch sounded as Biondini lost an arm, but he also managed to incinerate the Petal Knight in front of him, and another backhand punch directly shattered Fairclaw's head.

In the tragic battle, both sides shed the blood of myths and retreated.

"Lord Biondini!"

Several presiding judges were shocked.

"Empire Immortal!!"

Biondini was bleeding from his mouth and nose and roaring in anger.

He pounced forward again and wrestled with the huge mountain of flesh more than ten meters high.

Boom! Boom!!

Between the fists and feet, the terrifying shock wave dispersed, and the incandescent flames rained down, spreading for several kilometers, leaving no grass on the spiritual land, leaving only the pitch-black scorched earth.

The green smoke spread, the temperature around them quickly climbed to hundreds of degrees, and the space was constantly distorted and suffocating.

However, it is at this critical juncture.

More than a dozen high-ranking people present were suddenly startled, and a strong sense of danger inexplicably surged in their hearts.

They stopped abruptly and stepped away in tacit agreement.

While being wary of each other, he turned his head to look into the distance.

Rustling......

I saw a tall figure, bathed in the dense high temperature mist around him, walking slowly on the scorched earth.

Until the figure approached.

Surrounded by many huge mythical creatures, a small figure in a black hat and black clothes with a white cane was revealed.

But the high-ranking people present, without exception, all changed their faces greatly.

"The King of Clothes......

The first presiding judge, Biondini, said in a solemn voice.

"Who allowed you to make such a big move in the spirit world?"

The black-hatted gentleman looked ahead and said lightly.

Biondini took a deep breath.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty, I'll leave now."

Although he represented the face of the empire as the first judge, he did not dare to make a mistake in front of this ruthless man.

However, the other party relied on his own strength to slaughter the terrifying existence of the inquisition and the Church of the Seven Gods, and he plus the remaining presiding judges, I am afraid that he is far from being an opponent.

Shocked and even nervous by the sudden arrival of the King of Cloth, Biondini did not want to clash with him, and the most important thing for the moment was to preserve the living forces as much as possible and win the war for the Empire.

As for the formidable enemy of the King of Grey Clothes, Biondini intends to give in first and then take a long-term view.

"Your Majesty, the King of Clothes, we beg your help."

At this time, Faircloau, the head of the Wandering Knights, said respectfully.

"If you can help us suppress the Imperial Inquisition, in the future, the Beelzebub Kingdom will unify the continent, and there will definitely be a place for you among the righteous gods! Believe in your church and become the new Orthodox Church! ”

As soon as these words came out, the faces of everyone in the Imperial Inquisition changed drastically.

The attraction of the Righteous God Seat to those in high positions is too great!

Because that means a stable anchor and sanity, no demigod or even an angel would refuse!

"Very good proposal."

A smile appeared on Chen Lun's face.

Faircrow and the others were overjoyed.

If the kingdom of Beelzebub can get the help of the King of the Cloth, it will be a powerful addition at the high level...... It can even be said that in this epic war that has affected the entire continent, the Beelzebub Kingdom has already won half of it!

But the next second.

Chen Lun's smile became a little cold, and he only heard him say softly:

"It's a pity I'm not interested."

Fairclau's expression froze.

The high-ranking people present were shocked to find that a dark infinity symbol appeared on Faircrow's chest.

Snort!

Countless invisible strings radiated in all directions, and endless fine trills were heard in the ears.

Fairclau, who revealed his mythical biological form, was cut into countless parts at this moment, and the most powerful restoring power of the flesh and blood path was vulnerable in front of the silk strings, and the activity was extinguished, and it could no longer heal.

"Ahhh

Roshan collapsed, and some of the broken mouths opened and closed and wailed.

"Run!!"

Biondini roared.

None of the high-ranking people on either side dared to face the king of the blue clothes.

The first thought that came to their mind, and that was to flee for their lives!

"Don't even think about leaving."

Chen Lun said lightly.

Rumble!!

His figure vanished in an instant.

Suddenly, a huge figure in a pale robe suddenly appeared in mid-air, holding an ivory white carved cross sword in his left hand, a white phosphorus snake in his right arm, a halo on the back of his head, and three cards floating on his shoulder.

The Wandering Knights tried to leave the spirit world, but they were horrified to find that they could not get out, and the space around them was like an invisible wall, which could not be touched or broken, and everyone was locked here.

Wow –

Boom Boom!!

The white curtain sword shadow swept across, and the five petal knights, without exception, were erased on the spot, and they died so much that they could no longer die.

Faircrow, who was crumbled into a pile of mud on the ground, was dying, and in the pile of debris, several eyeballs were bloodshot, and his broken mouth screamed in unison:

"Crazy! You're such a madman! The Empire hates you so much that it dares to attack us now...... Those who rebel and leave their relatives will eventually be spurned by this world! Yes! Ahhhh ”

Countless pale crystals spread from the ground, crawling up the skin of the flesh, and soon engulfing Fairclaw.

Bang!!

The white phosphorus serpent slammed to the ground, and its huge and long body snaked by, directly crushing the middle sequence transcendents of the Wandering Knights.

The expressions of the Imperial Presiding Judges changed several times.

"Ladies and gentlemen, it seems that the King of Grey Clothes is not going to let us go...... Fight to the death, but always remember, the Empire is immortal! ”

First Presiding Judge Biondini took a deep breath and said in a deep voice.

"The Empire is immortal."

The presiding judges' faces gradually became resolute, their eyes were fearless, and they each shouted slogans and missions to defend.

"King of Grey Clothes, come and fight me!"

Biondini used the sequence ability of [Bright Lantern] with all his might, and the whole person burned like an incandescent torch, leaving only the dazzling outline of a sheep's head and human body.

Holding a golden halberd made of mythical fire in both hands, he leapt to his feet and slashed down at the pale-clad figure.

At first glance, there is a huge difference in size between the two sides.

The flaming sheep-headed monster looked like a child in front of the King of Grey Clothes.

Wow –

The huge, incomparable carved cross sword slashed diagonally.

In the blink of an eye, like a white torrent, the tiny flames were quietly extinguished, and no trace of Biondini was ever found.

The Imperial Inquisition, the First Inquisitor is dead!

"Crazy...... The king of the cangs is completely insane......"

Among the remaining presiding judges, a middle-aged woman looked up at the terrifying behemoth and muttered.

Scold!!

The crosssword fell again.

The spirit earth cracked into a huge ravine like a canyon.

Including the female presiding judge, a total of four presiding judges all died tragically, and only McCollin survived, stunned in place.

Until the King of the Grey Clothes withdrew his cross sword and quietly left, he still stood, staring blankly at the crumbling earth in the spirit realm, and the spatial rift that the few swords had slashed out and stretched for dozens of kilometers across the sky!

McCollin opened his mouth.

He didn't expect Jakespet to let him go.

Maybe it was because of the little friendship in the past, he was lucky to survive, but McCollin was in pain in his heart, and he would rather be erased by the other party's sword.

Thump!

Presiding Judge McCollin fell to his knees, an indecipherable roar coming out of his throat, leaving him alone in the dead silence of the spiritual land......

Chapter 2 is a little later;

The state has been very bad these days, please forgive me;

(End of chapter)