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Both Benduma and Duanpura stared at Liu Boyang with wide eyes, because Liu Boyang's next decision would directly affect the outcome of the fight!

But Liu Boyang said with a smile: "Speaker Duanpura, Pope Benedict, both of you are right, so my decision is: help everyone, but help no one!"

"What do you mean?" Dumpla and Benduma asked in unison.

"It's very simple. You all ask me now, and you all put forward conditions that I can't refuse. I can only agree to both of you at the same time. If Lei Gen and I don't intervene in the battle between you, it is the biggest and the most important thing for you. What do you think is the fairest help?" Liu Boyang asked with a light smile.

Benedict XVII and Duanpura were both stunned. Liu Boyang's words made them a little bit overwhelmed. What do you mean by "helping no one is the greatest help"?But when they thought about it carefully, what Liu Boyang said was indeed reasonable. In this case, no matter which side Liu Boyang and Lei Gen helped, it was unfair. Isn't the problem back to the original point?If Liu Boyang doesn't help anyone, he can get the benefits promised by both parties. Is there such a cheap thing in the world?

Benedict XVII squinted his eyes and stared at Liu Boyang. Since this kid came out to disrupt the situation, it has been delayed for such a long time, but in the end he made such a shameless request. Why didn't he die?But Benedict XVII also knew how to endure. He endured Liu Boyang first. It would be best for Liu Boyang and Lei Gen not to intervene. Their Holy See wiped out the dark clan first, and some had reasons to change their minds!

"Hehe, what a great idea! In that case, neither of you should help, but just be a notary and witness the life-and-death battle between us and the dark clan!" Benedict XVII smiled energetically.The halo of thorns above the head emitted a strong white light, making the thorny dark people extremely uncomfortable, and some of them retreated subconsciously.

Duan Pula has seen the matter so far, and it is impossible for Lei Gen and Liu Boyang to change their minds. The only thing they can do in the Dark Council is to bite the bullet and fight with the Holy See. Now they point down with the "Devil's Zen Staff" and hit a ball The green light enveloped the werewolf king Cicero who had been roaring on the ground, and then the werewolf king Cicero was able to rely on the effect of this green light to slowly rise into the air, standing on the side of Dumpla. Behind him, he stood with the Vampire King Oston and the Dark Witch King Pompey, their aura was quite bluffing!

The reason why Duan Pula did this was to strengthen his own strength to the greatest extent. Since werewolves cannot fly, even the werewolf king can only hope for a battle that takes place at high altitudes. However, Duan Pula has now given Cisse Luo's ability to fly for a short time, then make up for this inherent disadvantage.

Werewolves have a strict concept of hierarchy. Low-level werewolves have black hair, higher-level werewolves have gray hair, and high-level old people have white hair!Like the wolf king Cicero, his hair is as white as snow, without any stray hairs. If it weren't for his status as a werewolf king, he would be a very beautiful and wild guy, but it's a pity that his bloodthirsty nature and The ferocious face broke all his sense of beauty.

"Benduma, I admit that you are very powerful, powerful beyond imagination, but you should also know that you want to wipe out our dark clan, and you are not in this world. I can summon space black magic to escape anytime, anywhere, how about this , we all give in, and each side selects three people for a short competition, two out of three rounds, and the loser sets a high priority in front of Mr. Ragen and this young man from the east, and will disappear forever in this place. In the world, what do you think of shrinking back to be a human being, and the winning side enjoys the power to rule Europe?" Dumpla thought for a moment with a cold face, and said to Benedict XVII.

"Hmph! Duanpura, you still want to play tricks when you are about to die? We are sure to catch you all today, why should we compete with you?" Benedict XVII sneered.

"Okay, since you still plan to die, I have no choice but to wait for others to profit, Benedict, and bring your people here!" Duan Pula glanced at Liu Boyang while speaking, Then he raised the "Devil's Zen Staff" with the vigor of "going all out"!

Benedict XVII saw that Dumpla was really going to make a real move, so he couldn't help hesitating. It is true that the current power of the Holy See is indeed sure to hit the Dark Clan, but there is really no way to stop Dumpla's space Magic, and what Duan Pula said also made sense. They fought to the death, but in the end they let Liu Boyang and Lei Gen take advantage of it. What's the reason?

"Dumpola, you are indeed an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years. Your wit and cunning saved your life again. Well, since you want to live a life that is worse than death, lead your dark clan to live forever and shrink your head , Is there anything I can’t do for you? — Two wins out of three, right? Come and experience the masters of the Dark Council first, and don’t embarrass our Holy See!” Benedict XVII said lightly.

As soon as the words fell, Chenos, the new head of the Holy Knights, walked out with his spear horizontally, and came to the front of the formation in high spirits.

To be honest, if Liu Boyang and Lei Gen hadn't interfered with it today, the two parties would definitely have died, but now Liu Boyang's intervention made both parties unwilling to be taken advantage of. Although Liu Boyang is smart, they also You're not stupid, why does God lose eight hundred dollars to himself, and let others take advantage of it in the end?

"Cicero, the leader of the holy knights is a close-combat type, and I will leave it to you to deal with. Remember, this is related to whether our dark people can be proud, and whether we can get rid of the shame. You must not let me down." !” Duan Pula reminded heavily.

With a growl, Cicero walked out from behind Dumpla with big strides, staring at Chenos with a pair of scarlet eyes, and puffing out white air from his nostrils.

The werewolf king, the vampire king, and the dark lich king have very special status in the dark clan. Their status is similar to that of the deputy speaker, and even slightly higher than that of Duanpura. Moreover, they are The leaders of their own clan, they are doomed to be the best of the best!

Chenos looked at Cicero walking towards him with his knight gun sideways, and said with a sneer, "So it's Your Excellency the Werewolf King, I'm really lucky, but I heard that the higher the quality of the werewolf's skin, the better it is. Is this really the case?"

This is Chi Guoguo's provocation!Cicero was furious, roared, his figure flashed, and attacked Chenos fiercely, his speed was so amazing that even Liu Boyang and Lei Gen squinted slightly, leaving several afterimages in mid-air Cicero's wolf claws grabbed Chenos, and Chenos was shocked and raised his gun to parry. The entire strong gun was caught by Cicero's wolf claws, and Chenos was forced to retreat several steps , the strong claw wind tore the clothes on his chest!

Chenos secretly wiped his cold sweat, it was really dangerous, the Werewolf King really wasn't just kidding, he casually slapped his paw so mighty, if he was really going to catch him, what's the deal?

Benedict XVII was furious: "Chenos, you bastard! What are you doing? Do you want to make a fool of yourself? Or let the entire Holy See be ashamed with you?"

Chenos didn't dare to make a sound, and dared to underestimate the enemy any longer. Suddenly, the wounded knight's spear radiated a dazzling white light, and he charged towards Cicero with the spear pointed straight at Cicero's heart. With a slap of the wolf's claws, the head of the gun turned its direction, and Chenos spun around a dozen 360-degree spinning tops in the air. The man and the gun merged into one, and unstoppably pierced Cicero's chest again, with white light shining brightly. The shaky Cicero couldn't open his eyes, and by the time he realized it, he had been shot in the chest, and Chenos was frantically pushing him back with the knight gun!

"Haha, the legendary werewolf king is nothing more than that, he was stabbed by my spear, let's see if you still have the strength to resist!" Chenos forced Cicero to retreat while laughing wildly, but suddenly, Cicero Stopped all of a sudden, and Chenos also froze in mid-air, and everyone realized that the point of the spear never pierced into Cicero's heart, and was blocked by his fur unscathed!

ps: I drank like an idiot today, my headache is cracking... Brothers, take it easy...