Divine System of the Strongest Card Supplier in the End Times (Doomsday Strongest Cards Supplier)

Rugas sighed, his tone softening.

"Are you... agreeing?"

"good, very good, excellent!"

"I knew it! I knew you were not a coward!"

"We have 30,000 elites, quasi-demigod powerhouses plus you and me, a total of four..."

"These demigods from other races are pulling their hips more. You should have felt it. I can single out five of them quasi-demigods!"

"Hehehe... Those with high-end combat power will definitely be able to crush them directly!"

"As for the battle between soldiers, can the elite of our Protoss be persuaded?"

"It will only be a bloody battle then!"

"Do it! Keep doing it!"

"If our will had been unified earlier, how could it have become what it is now?"

"Go directly!"

"Don't panic!"

"Taking this foreign city, not to mention the merits, maybe you can save Lord Alan God by interrogating them."

"This is a matter of great benefit and no harm!"

"Lugas, our brothers are of one heart, and our benefits can cut through gold!"

Talha stepped forward excitedly, and immediately gave Rugas a bear hug. While talking, he excitedly went to dispatch the army.

Rugas opened his mouth, a struggling expression still flickered on his face.

But in the end, I will hold back...

Why……

In all aspects, you can't make waves, indeed you can't make waves.

Otherwise, it will be cold directly.

At this moment, something needs to be clarified.

"Maybe after being disrupted by this guy's impulsiveness, it can really break the situation?"

"Who's to say..."

"Just be stuffy, let's do a big job!"

"I don't know how Master Alan is doing now..."

"Why……"

"Sir General Allen is such a wise commander, how could he turn over and over again on this matter..."

"How strong is this enemy hidden in the dark..."

Rugas glanced deeply at the position where Allen disappeared, and his gaze couldn't help changing completely.

...

The general attack of the Protoss has begun.

Alan, the second-class god general of the Protoss, was absent, and Talha, the third-class god general of the Protoss, temporarily took over the command.

Under his strong push, the 30,000 elite of the Protoss began to attack the Seven Courts God City mightily!

Banners are flying, dark clouds are overwhelming the city...

The night... gradually became clearer.

Behold, the dawn is coming.

But the darkest hour is before the dawn!

...

On the top of the God City of the Seventh Academy, everyone in the Light Camp who had been guarding the whole night suddenly cheered up again.

Good guy.

In place!

A wave, take off!

This...felt a unique look...

"Quick... look, the protoss... the protoss are attacking!"

The silent night was broken!

Tai Shujie suddenly sent out a signal.

The eyes of everyone swept across.

"this……"

"The whole army is dispatched?"

"It seems... a lot less..."

"I remember when the Protoss army first came, there were about 40,000 to 50,000 people, and now it's only 30,000 people..."

"So, where did the more than 10,000 protoss soldiers who disappeared go?"

"Is there any conspiracy behind them?"

Xue Wanren, deputy head of Guangming Academy, pondered, his eyes turned rapidly at this moment, his observation ability was still very good at the moment, and while he was talking, his expression changed more and more real.

At this moment, his eyes were flickering, and his expression suddenly changed to a great extent.

While speaking, swallowing saliva frantically, the whole person looked a little haggard.

Having been worried and anxious all night, Xue Wanren was under a lot of psychological pressure at the moment.

There are always many things in mind.

"Didn't there have been several bombings by star nuclear cannons in their place before?"

"It should be my apprentice Fang Fan who killed them all!"

The uncle shrugged his shoulders, and then said seriously.

From Taishu Jie's point of view, his apprentice is the strongest!

"Forehead……"

"Uncle Jie, although I also think Fang Fan is very unusual, but if you say that you have destroyed more than 10,000 elite Protoss soldiers with his power alone, isn't this idea a bit too bold..."

Wu Meiling, deputy head of the Guangming Academy, pondered for a while, and then reminded her from the side.

"The reason why you still have doubts is that it only shows that you don't know my apprentice very well."

"Tsk..."

"There are some things that I can't explain clearly, but they are so strong..."

"You'll know later..."

"My apprentice is good at taking surprises..."

"It's normal for you to feel shocked..."

"My disciple, I know myself..."

Grand Uncle Jie seems a little smug now, with such an awesome apprentice, he naturally wants to show it off every second.

"cut……"

"Nonsense..."

"One hundred people killed more than ten thousand protoss?"

"It's really crazy to be able to say such things."

Cao Ji, the inspector of the city guards of Guangming Shencheng, hid behind Xiahou Xiaotian, the commander of the city guards, and followed secretly.

He didn't dare to say it loudly, so he whispered to the side, and by the way, he had to rely on Xiahou Xiaotian as a fortress of safety.

"The protoss of the weak demigod realm...is not in here..."

"I had a closer look before. There should be five demigods in the Protoss army."

"Four quasi-demigods and one weak demigod..."

"Now the strongest weak demigod has disappeared without a trace..."

"Where did he go?"

"Will there be any mystery in this?"

Xiahou Xiaotian, the commander of the city guards of Guangming God City, observed subtleties, but at this moment, he subverted the previous rough image. While talking, his eyes flickered all the time around, and his various expressions of thinking seemed relatively clear.

"The strongest protoss is weak and half-godless."

"There's something wrong with that."

"This is the scout we deployed in the surrounding area, and we haven't noticed any large-scale mobilization of the Protoss army..."

"Their weak demigods and more than 10,000 troops disappeared out of thin air?"

"Damn..."

"What the hell happened!"

"very messy!"

Xue Wanren rubbed his sore head, while talking at the moment, his facial expression was particularly ugly.

Now the more I think about it, the more irritable I become...

The thinking in this brain is completely revealed.

Very complicated……

Don't know how to talk.

The sense of chaos is intensifying across the board.

"Forehead……"

"Everyone..."

"We... let's defend against the enemy first..."

"Thirty thousand elites from the Protoss are attacking."

"There are four quasi-demigods..."

"this……"

"Old man... This old man is fighting with his life, but he can only resist one of the quasi-demigods..."

Ji Lan, the dean of Tianwu Academy and the city lord of Shencheng of the Seventh Academy, gave a wry smile, and said resolutely at this moment dragging his crippled body.

It's time for the final bloody battle, even if you are seriously injured, you must fight to the end!

After all, he is the city lord of the God City of the Seven Courts!