Gerry, who was lying on the haystack of dry wood, looked at the sky with vacant eyes.

Spada's war.

The scale was very large, not only 60,000 black laborers, but also 40,000 regular troops.

Gerry didn't know where Spada was going to fight, could it be her own country, but deep down she was happy.

Because she can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Ever since she was taken captive to Spada, her life has completely fallen into the abyss.

In addition to the endless daily work, it is also necessary to worry about whether the master will be whipped or even executed because he is in a bad mood.

She had seen two blacks vomit blood to death.

However, with the departure of Pasda's youth, the sudden encounter made her despair to find that life was not as good as before.

Previously, she was the private property of the master, and although the owner could punish or even kill them at will, at least she did her best to protect them.

When the master left, the old, weak, sick and disabled who stayed behind were suddenly like hungry jackals, staring at them with scarlet eyes.

The little demons who were still in the War College, after losing the restraint of the warriors, came out one after another, not only stealing food, but even dragging her to the haystack to vent their excess energy.

The winter sun shines warmly on people, but Gerry can't feel it at all.

She tightened her shabby linen clothes and wondered if she should jump into the deep well where she drew water every day.

It's just that it doesn't scare the old lady next door, she seems to have smiled at me.

When she was seriously thinking about this question, her empty eyes suddenly flickered.

It's snowing!

Countless snowflakes fall from the sky.

God, do you also feel my despair and cry for me?

No!

Wrong!

That's not snow!

On a sunny day, how can there be snow?

Is that...... Paper.

Countless pieces of paper, like snowflakes, fluttered down from the sky.

A piece of paper fell on Gerly's face.

Gurry scratched at the piece of paper.

The piece of paper was not large, only the size of a palm, and it was full of small characters, and seven or eight kinds of words were used.

On the front is written the prayer of the god of the internet.

There is only one word on the back - chant it and you will be saved!

Grace stared blankly at the words, and for a long time, she trembled to find the words she knew, and read them in a low voice.

"From the great being of the blue star, you are the master of language and words, you are the pioneer of the Internet, and under your protection, I will be connected with all beings. ”

The voice fell, and a virtual screen that radiated a glow appeared in front of Glie.

A stream of information poured into her sea of consciousness.

Humanity's innate curiosity eased Grace's despair a little.

She gave up the idea of seeking death for the time being, and looked at the Internet curiously.

The various functions presented by the Internet homepage made her look at a loss.

Mo said the icon text, even if there was a flow of information on "instructions for use", she was still at a loss, and she felt cramped and uneasy.

After a moment's hesitation, out of instinct, she clicked open.

A neat list of music was presented, most of which she had never heard before, except for one, which she vaguely remembered humming from her multi-talented mother.

She subconsciously clicked on it.

Like the lingering sound of a stream, it slowly flowed in her ears.

Gerry froze, her eyes widening.

The familiar tune, in a trance, made her see the scene of her young children running barefoot in the fields by the stream, when her mother would always be by the stream, washing the clothes that could never be washed.

It was the only joy in her life.

The screen was reflected in the clear eyes, and the water stains were accumulating around the edges of the eyes, and finally burst the embankment and rolled down the cheeks.

"Damn!

"Who's singing?!Kill them all!"

There was a commotion in the distance.

The reprimands, the roars, and the screams, all in the ears, intertwined into pieces, are tireless!

A warrior rushed at her, yelling at her in a frenzy.

Gerry looked at the warrior who was usually afraid to the point of trembling, and at this moment, she calmly showed a bright smile and stubbornly played music.

A two-handed sword that reflected the blinding sunlight hung high above her.

She turned her gaze to the sun.

Before she died, she was satisfied to hear her mother's humming.

Thank you, God of the Internet.

"Boom!"

The roar that shook the sky suddenly came from outside the city.

The sword-wielding warrior turned his head in shock and followed the sound.

I saw a mountain giant of more than ten zhang descending from the sky, like a nimble monkey, but it was too huge.

"Hum—"

The church of Spadada moved in response, and the divine shield suddenly spread over the city, stopping it in the air, but it could not stop the horror caused by the huge figure!

The mountain giant half-crouched on the transparent divine shield, his evil baby-like eyes, greedily scanning the warriors below.

Those souls full of edge, make it salivate!

"Whew-"

The terrible sound of enemy attack sirens tore through the sky.

The warriors could no longer care about the lowly Black Laborers, and instinctively assembled towards the square.

Outside the city.

Nishizawa and Humphrey looked at the scene in front of them with dumbfounded expressions, and their whole people were instantly petrified.

Endless demons emerged from the teleportation array, roaring and rushing towards Spada.

Even though Spada opened his shield of divine power, the dense demons still clinged to it like an ant colony!

More than a dozen giants jumped high and smashed on the dome of the divine power shield, and each heavy blow would make the divine power shield ripple in circles.

"Kill!"

There was a deafening shout of killing in the city of Spada!

As soon as the sound arrived, countless fighters frantically frantically swarmed out from the city gate and city wall.

They pass through the "One-Way Divine Shield" and collide with the demons.

At this moment, the most warlike war race in the multiverse and the abyss demons that shine in the multiverse with their combat power finally ushered in a chance to compete.

Rolling morale condenses in the air, turning into an immortal battle spirit and taking on the abyssal giants—lava giants, mountain giants, and even cyclops!

At the same time, Edgar of the Keville Empire also ushered in the most violent blow of the God of War Legion!

The hundred-foot-tall immortal battle spirit frantically pounded the magic shield.

The three great gods of Keville are struggling to support!

In the square of the city, two teleportation arrays, like bottomless pits, swallowed the people of Edgar.

On the entire battlefield frontline, there are only endless earth puppets left, rushing out of the magic shield, impacting the God of War legion, and relieving the pressure on the magic shield.

Suddenly, in the sky, an illusory scroll was conjured.

The scroll depicts an army of undead demons besieging Spada.

"God of War, let's not compare with us, will you defeat my Edgar first, or will I destroy your Spada first?"

Sen Ran's laughter echoed across the battlefield.

"Good!"

The same rampant laughter came at the request.

"Crazy, crazy, crazy! It's a bunch of crazy people!" muttered Bessie, the god of law, with a shocked expression.

"Only in this way can Edgar be saved!" Zimmour was equally shocked.

"No, as long as Spada is captured, even if Edgar is destroyed, Keville will have at least a hundred years of peace! ”

Dundan looked solemn.

His words stunned Bessie and Zimmour, and then suddenly realized.

If the God of the Internet can destroy the God of War in the capital of the Azea Continent, then his deterrence to the Azea Gods will reach an all-time high!

In the future, no one will dare to make a move against Kerville without complete certainty.

But can the god of the Internet really capture Spada?

The three Dharma Gods looked at each other with blank eyes and distrustful expressions.

It's the capital of the god of war!