Chapter 210: The Battle Begins
The atmosphere in the side hall was very strange, Faust and Mephisto stood at the door one on the left and one on the right, and Gorky and Bourne were also restless.
None of them had ever seen these two people, but the aura on their bodies showed that these two people were genuine ninth-level peak powerhouses, and which one of the people who could mix to this realm was a simple person.
After a while, Wang Yao came to the side hall, and after seeing Wang Yao, Gorky and Byrne breathed a sigh of relief.
"The big war is coming, I don't know what happened to the two of you visiting late at night?"
Wang Yao went straight to the point, and he didn't intend to ink with this person, after all, their army had already set up a formation, and they didn't attack his city, so they knew the rules, so they had this meeting.
Gorky said expressionlessly: "Come and surrender, I hope Lord Wang Yao will take you in!"
"Surrender?" Wang Yao exclaimed!
Faust and Mephisto looked at each other, then nodded.
The order to prepare for the attack here has been issued, and all the masters above level seven in the territory are ready, maybe the other party knows that the strength of the two sides is too different.
Wang Yao took out the summoning contract scroll from the space ring, and said with a smile: "Since you have come to surrender, sign a master-servant contract with me, there is still an hour to light, if you don't sign it, go back and prepare for the war quickly." ”
Gorky's face changed, and he held back his anger and shouted, "Wang Yao, don't go too far!"
Byrne laughed and said: "Lord Wang Yao, my family is also a lord of one party, you directly let us serve you as the master, is this a little bit difficult for a strong man." ”
"That's it!" Wang Yao patted his forehead in embarrassment: "It's really a bit embarrassing, but I want to make sure that the people around me can't have two hearts, I can't trust any so-called promises!"
Wang Yao opened the contract scroll, and the names on it were arranged in a regular manner.
Gorky and Bourne looked at each other, he didn't know any of these people, but he saw a familiar name - Avinir!
A strong man like Aviniel has signed a master-servant contract with Wang Yao, and if this news spreads, it is estimated that it will cause an uproar.
Wang Yao said: "I don't want to one day, my army will be swayed by the source of 100 million souls, including Avinir, most of the strong people in the entire territory have a direct contract relationship with me, and they will fight whoever I fight! This is much more reliable than your alliance!"
Byrne looked at Gorky and waved his hand for him to come over.
The two of them muttered for five or six minutes after they were in a corner, and finally Gorky nodded his head, as if he had never been in Bourne.
Bourne came to Wang Yao with a smile: "My lord, we have decided to sign a contract with your master and servant!"
Gorky reluctantly came to the opposite side of Wang Yao, wrote his name on the scroll, and with a red light imprinted on Gorky's eyebrows, the contract was completed.
Byrne then signed his name on the reels.
Wang Yao said with a smile: "Congratulations to the two lords for giving priority to enjoying the pure soul source, and after this battle is over, we will discuss the meritorious deeds and reward, go back and tell your subordinates that those who want to enjoy the soul source first sign a contract with me, of course, only for the ninth-level powerhouse!"
Gorky and Bourne looked at each other and nodded very happily.
They know Wang Yao's soul source, pure can't be pure, in Bourne's opinion, this soul source is very likely to be an opportunity for him to break through and become a powerhouse in the holy realm.
It turned out that so many strong people submitted to Wang Yao because of the source of pure souls, if this news was known to Sarno, he might not have started a war with Wang Yao.
"Lord Gorky, tomorrow noon, our troops will charge against Huolin's troops, your troops will not move and pay attention to the movements on Sano's side at any time, and after I solve Huolin, three green signal flares will be the signal, and you and I will rush to Sano's camp together!"
"Understood, let's go back and prepare!"
Gorky and Bourne disappeared into the juice of the night...
In the distant sky, the shadow of the moon had quietly receded, and the disappeared light attribute elements slowly rose from the earth, and a white was coming.
Looking down on this land from the sky, the faint purple soul fire stretched for tens of thousands of miles, illuminating the way on the battlefield for the imminent battle.
Wang Yao was followed by Faust, Mephisto, Avinier, Clinton, Xinkika, Bone Prison and all the powerhouses above level 8 under his command, adding up to more than a hundred people.
In Huolin's territory, a sad aura slowly shrouded the sky, and the undead in the barracks were all filled with righteous indignation, rubbing shoulders and palms, ready to do a big job at any time.
"The most innocent in this battle belongs to Huolin, but unfortunately, this is the cruel underworld, since it has come, you must be prepared to die!" Wang Yao looked at the faintly visible Chinese military camp tent in the distance and sighed.
The Flame Skeleton Mage was able to reach the realm of a ninth-level powerhouse, which was very rare in the underworld, and his combat power was definitely no worse than a ninth-level great mage in the human world.
It's a pity that such a talent died under Mu Liangbing's knife.
Now that the three major lords have appeared, the initiator of this battle, the Soul Source Regiment, has not shown up for a long time.
"My lord, are we going to attack now? My halberd is already excited!"
This square painting halberd is a seventh-level magic equipment, and it is a magic array that Wang Yao has spent a whole morning specially inscribed for Avinir, which can echo the dark attribute elements in the earth, increase Avinir's fighting qi recovery speed, and at the same time increase the power of his skills by about twenty percent.
"Wait, wait!" Wang Yao shook his head.
The wind of exploration fed back all the situations in the Huolin military camp to Wang Yao, and all the ninth-level powerhouses under Huolin gathered in the tent of the Chinese military camp, as if they were having a meeting.
"Let's get on, let's do it quickly!" Wang Yao waved his hand.
Avinir turned into a pitch-black streamer and rushed towards the opponent's Chinese military camp, and the strong men behind Wang Yao followed closely behind, chasing Avinier.
Mephisto subconsciously wanted to charge, and after looking at Wang Yao beside him, he stopped charging, although the battle in front of him made his hands itch, but protecting the big man was the top priority.
"Mephisto, go fight, I'll stay here to protect your lordship!" Faust laughed.
"But ......"
Mephisto didn't finish waiting when she was interrupted by Wang Yao.
"If your hands are itchy, go and fight, I'm not so delicate, I'm still afraid of Faust close to me, but Mephisto, my ugly words are ahead!" Wang Yao said again, "Since you followed me, you haven't fought any hard battles, if you don't make a name for yourself in this battle, you will give me a face to think about the past!"
Mephisto shook the long sword at his waist, stretched out a finger and laughed: "I'll kill a ninth-level master for you to see, if you can't make my head give you a night pot!"
The crystal skeleton Mephisto turned into a blue light and went straight to the opponent's Chinese tent to kill it.
"It's inconvenient for me to use your head as a night pot!"
The corners of Wang Yao's mouth rose slightly, and he looked at the battlefield in the distance......
(To be continued)