The battle to annihilate the Holy Knight was too fast, and the Buddhist Martial Artist Dharma, who had returned to the Freeman Legion's main formation, appeared near the magician who opened the double magic barrier, and walked through the rainbow-colored triangle barrier to peek into the spherical defense of the whole field.

"It's good that it doesn't have physical absorption properties, otherwise even I wouldn't have it!"

Buddhism Wudian Bodhidharma bowed slightly to the slave liberator Spartacus, and smiled with a knowing smile that only understood by each other, indicating that the trouble just now had been solved.

Immediately after, he fell directly to the ground, stretched out his hand and pressed on the surface of the rainbow-colored triangular barrier, and his feet slammed to the ground one after another, shouting: "Pranya palm!"

In an instant, behind the Buddhist martial arts, the phantom of the six-armed Naga and the six-tusked white elephant appeared, as if the giant beast of the desolation came from the dusty river of time, blessed the body of Bodhidharma with majestic and incomparable power, and then turned into an invisible force, passed through the invisible barrier, penetrated inside, and condensed into a sharp needle, and launched a fierce poke.

The magician with a steady breath roared in surprise, and even the faceless was distorted, and then the Freeman Legion soldiers, the magicians who maintained the double defense array, and the Pioneer Knight's family, saw that the triangle barrier was unharmed, and the almost perfect spherical defensive shield inside "Demon Gu Ji Flow: Refining Recoil Wall", with a bang, was pierced by a supreme force that penetrated into it, and it collapsed in an instant.

"Spartacus!"

The Buddhist Martial Artson Dharma blasted through the core hub of the dual defense array, forbade the faceless to establish nodes, and the arrogant act of draining from the magic element pool of the Crucifixion base camp made it difficult for the defensive circle that was consuming magic elements every moment to continue.

With a loud roar, the leader of the Freeman Legion, the slave liberator, and the Heroic Spirit of the Gods, holding the sword of kingship, Damocles, took a step forward and slashed with the vast divine power of his body.

Compared with the castle-like triangular defensive barrier, Spartacus's divine sword is like a green onion on a steamed bun, but the reality is so cruel, losing the source of the magic element, the seemingly impregnable defensive barrier has become a large and inappropriate pottery statue, gorgeous, but fragile!

With a click, starting from the wound cut off by the Excalibur Damocles, a fatal flaw appeared in the positive triangle defense array, and the barrier of the seven-colored rainbow was filled with radial cracks.

The magician who was devoured by the backlash did not have time to cut off the connection between the four heavenly holy spirits of the monsters, let alone refuse the need to defend the magic circle to extract the magic essence in the body, which was equivalent to withstanding the penetration blow of the "Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong" of the Buddhist Martial Arts, as well as the slash of Spartacus's divine sword.

Even if the ancient god clone is here, he will be killed on the spot, not to mention the faceless magicians who are not even legends in the world, they are at most the tentacles of the evil god clone, lodged in the human body, and use flesh and blood as a hotbed to derive "cells", naturally the body is broken like glass, and then it is gray on the spot.

The rest was much simpler! Without reinforcements from the Crusader stronghold, the descendants of the Pioneer Knights, the former slave owners, watched as the trebuchets roared again, and the fire bombs filled with the anger and hatred of the slaves exploded one after another on the magnificent and fortified castle.

The raging flames quickly spread, crushing this building soaked in the blood and sweat of slaves in every corner, pressing on the hearts of all slaves in the territory, and the unattainable "mountain" was ignited, and in the blink of an eye, the volcano of hatred that had been accumulated for many years erupted, violently erupting with a blood-red fire of revenge.

Buddhism Wudian Dharma saw the evil people who enslaved sentient beings turn into ashes and die, although they did not do it themselves, but they also participated in it, and couldn't help but raise their palms and silently chanted: "Good, good!"

Spartacus looked at the castle made of large rocks, the surface of which was scorched and blackened in the raging fire, and even cracked on the spot, and his face was still expressionless: "Slaves and slave owners do not belong to one country! Free people, lift up our heads, straighten our backs, we never need lords and kings, nor do we need the mercy and mercy of the gods, wealth and power can be abandoned, only freedom, the heart that yearns for freedom, we must not be disappointed!"

His voice was like thunder rolling in the depths of the sky, echoing in the ears of every member of the Freeman Legion, although Spartacus was still a heroic spirit and did not look for a body for himself, but because of his incomparably strong faith, the gratitude and reverence of the liberated slaves, I don't know when it began, faded the white of the heroic spirit, and transformed into the golden yellow of the immortal gods, although now it was only pale gold.

In half a day, a pioneer knight leader who had experienced at least three generations of a hundred years was liberated under the attack of the Freeman Legion, and the reinforcements of the Cross Sect did not play much role at all, and the formed squad with the four knights and four magicians was not the opponent of the quasi-god Spartamocles in the face of the absolute difference in strength, and was killed by the opponent on the spot like chopping vegetables and melons.

A member of the ancient gods who secretly observed and recorded relevant data, the water Crusu who rose in the magic element pool, didn't care about the death of several holy knights and facelessers, after all, it was just a dusty thing flowing down his body, but the rise of the southern heroic spirit, which belongs to the yang conspiracy of the new gods, is quite strong and cannot be underestimated.

A group of bloodthirsty and brutal ghost sharks received the call of the water Crusu, smelled the evil god intoxicated creatures, and traveled thousands of miles back to this place.

These ghost sharks are on par with humans, bathed in the blood tide magic of the water crusu, retain the basic structure of fish, and have human features, especially two swimming fins, which have evolved into human arms, and look like dried persimmon ghost sharks fused with "shark muscles".

In the hands of Crusu of Water, the Demonized Shark Man began mass production on the seashore of Fiumicino, which is the largest and best fishing mecca in the Tyrrhenian Sea, and thanks to the abundant local fishery resources, the Demonized Shark Man has a good food guarantee.

The evil god in charge of the southern attack on the Italian Peninsula has put a shadow under his nose for the purpose of cultivating his own sea power, and then launching an exterminating sniper attack on the offshore fishing of the "Free Territory of Sparta", in order to cut off the channels for this group of livestock that refuse to kneel and lick and refuse to die to obtain food rations.

Sometimes, hunger is a powerful weapon!