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Chapter 551: The Blade of the Enemy and the Armor of the Fallen Valkyrie

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On the back of the Infernal Beast.

The Queen of Lust stretched out a hand as white as jade and grasped the thick and full flagpole of the flag of conquest.

All of a sudden.

Violent ripples quickly spread out in all directions with the flagpole as the center.

Wherever the ripples go.

All enemy units suffered a considerable impact, with negative effects such as fear, deterrence, and paralysis.

Gracia exerted force with her five fingers, and the color on the back of her hand quickly changed from white to a deeper bronze.

More ripples followed and continued to stimulate the devil soldiers on the battlefield.

In just a few breaths.

The declining trend of the devil's army was immediately reversed!

The devils shouted the names of the Queen of Lust and the Lord of War, and continued to charge forward with great enthusiasm.

The enemy forces suppressed by the ripples of the battle flag looked a little passive.

Even the arrogant snake demons began to hide temporarily.

They covered each other as they evacuated the front-line battlefield and moved closer to the nearby ferocious rhinoceros. Since the terrain of the Blackwater Swamp was very suitable for the movement of the ferocious rhinoceros and snake demons, they did not encounter too much resistance from the Iron Chariot Legion in the process.

The situation changed again.

It seems that the devil's camp has regained the initiative.

But Matthew doesn't think so.

"Morale that is forcibly boosted will only fall further after the external force disappears."

"After the Lord of Darkness showed his cards one after another and used the geographical advantage of the torn plane to successfully snipe the devil army, anyone with a little bit of brains can realize where the crux of the problem lies..."

he thinks.

If Gracia can't solve it - at least entangle Beckmann.

Then the devil's army will not be able to make a breakthrough on the front battlefield!
Beckmann obviously understands this well.

So he hid in the shadows from beginning to end and never showed up.

Rather than saying that he took the initiative to choose a defensive stance and responded to Gracia's attack cleverly and skillfully, it would be better to say that this was actually a helpless choice.

For Beckmann, the risk of being targeted by the enemy was too great.

After all, there is a significant gap in the strength of the two sides, especially at the high-end combat level. And for foreign players such as Gasliwen, Garan, and Babasha who are nominally strong, it is still a question how much strength they can exert in the tearing plane.

He must protect himself as much as possible in order to have a chance of achieving ultimate victory.

But a pity.

The Queen of Lust, whipped by the will of the Blood River, would never allow Beckman to continue to shrink back.

So after the continuous waves of battle flags.

Gracia didn't stop.

She chose to pull the battle flag off the body of the Purgatory War Beast, and then clamped it horizontally under her armpit!

She pointed the tip of her flag at the shadows on both sides of the castle.

next second.

A solemn and passionate spell burst out from Gracia's mouth.

Matthew narrowed his eyes. It was the first time he heard such a long and blasphemous chant. He knew it was not simple just by listening to the length of the syllables.

So he quietly stepped back a distance and cast some protective spells on himself just in case.

But this time Matthew was worrying too much.

After the chanting began.

The Succubus Queen's attention was fixed on the shadows from beginning to end.

After the long chanting ended.

The tip of the battle flag became increasingly blurred.

Gracia's chest swelled up and she let out a sharp roar:

"Haters!"

"Enemy!"

"Dead enemy!"

"Nowhere to escape!"

After a few blasphemous words, which seemed to be mixed with some Sioux shouts.

The flag of conscription, which was thick at the back and pointed at the front, and looked like a spear, quickly disappeared in her hand.

In an instant.

Matthew caught a glimpse of a colorful barrier emerging from the city wall in his peripheral vision.

That was the defensive barrier set up by the volcano wizard Ailin for self-protection.

But the spear was not aimed at him.

A few seconds later.

Suddenly, a muffled groan was heard from the shadows, followed by a grinning, inarticulate muttering. After a while, Beckmann's sigh was heard from the shadows:
"Purgatory's Blasphemy plus Sioux's "Enemy-killing Blade."

"This battle flag really obeys your orders."

"It seems that I underestimated you..."

The words fell.

Ripples several times more violent than before exploded from the shadows.

The shadow creatures near the castle were hit with a powerful force.

But the most dazzling thing is a certain bulge inside the shadow area.

there.

The endless darkness is disappearing at an extremely fast speed.

A thin figure was forced out by a powerful force.

He must have been injured a little.

However, the battle flag that even Matthew felt afraid of was now buzzing and shaking in the shadow area.

There is nothing around it.

Just endless shadows.

Ripples were constantly bursting out from its body, but most of them were actually absorbed by the shadow area.

Matthew's eyelids twitched.

He realized that Beckman had used his powerful domain power to forcibly suppress the incoming flag of conscription.

On the surface, it seemed that Gracia was in danger of losing the artifact.

But in fact, her goal has been achieved.

First, Beckman was injured by the Banner of Recruitment.

Secondly, he was forced to show up, and it was not an easy task for him to completely disappear from Gracia's perception!

"Beckman..."

"You may not realize that this is not the only reason you underestimate me."

"And what I can bring out is far more than you can imagine!"

Gracia's voice was more serious and domineering than ever before.

Beckmann snorted and tried to retort.

Unexpectedly the next second.

A hint of shock appeared on his pale face, which was set against the surrounding background.

But Gracia opened a wooden box placed on the back of the Purgatory War Beast with one hand.

Brilliant golden light emerged from the box.

I didn't see her make any movement.

A strong breath came from the box.

For all to see.

A piece of armor that was magnificent and full of solemn divinity, but was covered with solidified filthy blood, slowly emerged from inside.

This armor is so special.

So much so that it attracted everyone's attention.

Especially the supreme sacred aura contained in it. If a creature with a weaker will looks directly at this armor, he will have an urge from the bottom of his heart to kneel down and worship it!
In fact.

Many shadow creatures were forced to retreat by this armor.

They didn't even dare to look at it!

But it gets worse.

From the shadowy area behind them, there was a steady stream of violent waves of battle flags.

The shadow creature was stuck in place, being attacked from both sides.

There was a rare moment of confusion.

"The armor of the fallen Valkyrie."

"I didn't expect this thing to fall into your hands!"

The Dark Lord's words were filled with awe for the armor.

He seemed to be reminiscing about something:
"The last time I saw it, the world wasn't so bad, and those people were still there..."

Gracia was unimpressed by Beckmann's nostalgia for the past.

She stood beside the floating armor, her eyes filled with murderous intent: "Existences like you are precisely the reason why this world is becoming increasingly worse."

"You have seen the owner of this armor, and you should be very clear about her strength."

"This is your last chance—

Now, leave this plane immediately!

Leave the space near Purgatory!
Stop your crazy plans!
Maybe you can be redeemed.

Don’t make me wear her!”

Facing Gracia's aggressive scolding.

This time, Beckman chose to respond in silence, which was unusual.

He lowered his head, seemingly thinking about something.

And Matthew in the distance was staring at the armor that was full of divinity.

The theology knowledge in his mind also immediately appeared on the data column.

……

“Knowledge (Armor of the Fallen Valkyrie): This is a divine weapon that the Sun God Gerard created for his most admired female subordinate, the Valkyrie Oseline.

It is said that by putting on the armor, one can obtain endless power from the Tianlun Palace and additional blessings from the Sun God.

Oseline fought for many years wearing this armor, killing many enemies for Gerard and making immortal contributions to the establishment of Tianlun Palace.

In the Age of Enlightenment, she was a more dazzling existence than many righteous gods.

But I don't know why.

Oseline eventually betrayed the Palace of the Sun and fled to Purgatory.

Under the influence of the will of the blood river.

The former Valkyrie became one of the Lords of the Nine Hells, and this armor became a sacred weapon of Purgatory.

Although in the end, the sun god Gerard still chopped off Oseline's head with his own hands and sealed her body on a planet in the astral realm.

But this armor was accidentally left in Purgatory.

In the history of Purgatory.

Many powerful demons have briefly possessed this armor.

It is said that the fallen armor has greater power.

The most notable point is that -

People say that she can grant a living being the status of the Lord of the Nine Hells.

of course.

This would also create a huge burden.

Many owners of this armor in Purgatory's history are suspected to have died under the heavy burden.

Its last owner was a volcano dragon lord of Purgatory.

After the lord died suddenly in a war.

This armor has disappeared...”

……

A lot of information flashed before my eyes.

But what Matthew was more concerned about was the various emotions that emerged in his mind——

This armor gave him a sense of déjà vu!

When you first see it.

A faint feeling of sadness emerged in Matthew's heart.

The two sides are like old friends who have met again after a long separation but failed to recognize each other...

He even vaguely heard someone calling him!
Matthew couldn't be sure whether it was an illusion or not, and the familiar feeling made him feel slightly flustered.

"The armor of the Sun God, why do I feel familiar with it?"

"There are too many connections between me and the Sun God, and there is also the God of Death... What is the relationship between these two old gods and me?"

Matthew's intuition told him that things might be more complicated than he thought!

His heart was pounding.

For a moment.

Matthew really wanted to snatch the armor from Gracia and play with it properly!

Fortunately, he finally curbed his irrational thoughts.

And in the shadows.

Beckmann finally responded to Gracia's ultimatum:

"Fallen Armor, huh, what a powerful artifact... What a pity."

"I thought you would make some progress, but I didn't expect you to be so naive. It seems that the will of the Blood River really forced you to come here..."

His voice became lazy, and his tone was full of teasing and sarcasm:

"Don't you realize why we chose this place?"

"Our target is Purgatory!"

"Purgatory is the last gate of order in the astral world!"

"As long as we get through Purgatory, it will be easy for us to control other planes!"

"How pathetic you are. You are like an ant standing in the way of the great cause of the Tongluo gods to unify the multiverse, but you don't even realize it!"

The Lord of Darkness laughed at the Succubus Queen unscrupulously:

"Do you think we just want to replicate a bloody meteor incident here?"

"You are totally wrong."

"We will not repeat our last failure. The gods of Tongluo will eventually sweep across the multiverse. Whether it is the will of the Blood River or the will of Aindor, nothing can stop us."

"no!"

He said this in a decisive tone.

Gracia's eyes changed slightly:
"us?"

"When did you become a lackey of the gods of Tongluo, and are you still proud of it?"

Beckman smiled nonchalantly:
"I am originally a descendant of the Tongluo pantheon."

"In fact, I am the descendant of the God King Tongluo, and my status in another universe is extremely honorable."

"It was just a coincidence of origin that I stayed in the world of Eindor. In order not to attract the attention of those big figures at that time, I hid my identity and hid in the shadows."

"Now is the time for me to reappear in the world."

"As the son of the Tongluo God, I think it is my responsibility and obligation to let the Tongluo divine light shine on this universe..."

Gracia sneered:
"Bato thinks highly of you."

"He thinks you're a very shrewd fellow, a friend to be wary of, and a potentially tough opponent."

"Now it seems that the old man's evaluation of you was exaggerated."

"You were actually bewitched by these low-level words of the Outer Gods... Son of Tongluo God? This is the funniest joke I have heard this year!"

Beckmann was unimpressed:

"I don't have to prove anything to you."

“The facts will tell.”

next second.

His body leaned back and fell violently into the shadows.

Gracia snorted coldly:
"Don't try to escape!"