Hail the King

: 1088, coming! Fighting angel

"Military division, be careful, it may also be a traitor for Barcelona people. At this time, why are there two women coming..." Brooke reminded.

"No problem, I have been prepared."

Old Aryan gently summoned, two magical shackles wearing ordinary military uniforms appeared next to each other, when the magic does not burst out of breath, they even look even weaker than ordinary soldiers.

With their guardianship, unless it is a sneak attack by a semi-god-level powerhouse, it is difficult to hurt several old Aryang.

Shou, two girls with blood on their bodies were stayed up.

Obviously, the two girls couldn’t hide the color of fear and tension. When they saw the soldiers with sharp swords and guns, they still couldn’t help but tremble. If they were not in the heart’s commitment to the young general, they were afraid that they would not have the courage to appear. here.

At the first sight of them, old Aryang and Best and others have already determined that these girls are definitely not Barcelona spies.

In addition to the shape of the Zenit people, the expression in the eyelids is a subtle spy, and can not be expressed.

"Adult, I have important information to tell, we want to see Shakespeare's Majesty..." The two girls shivered, stood hand in hand, and were covered with blood. They looked extremely horrified and terrified. Courage said.

"This is the king of the kingdom, and the two prime ministers, Best and Brooke. What information is there, and it can be said to the three adults." Several Saints were still guarded in front of the three giants.

One of the black-haired girls squatted on the ground, and said the two of them, as well as the information of Piasong, intermittently.

"What? The Holy See people are also involved?" Everyone is discolored.

It’s no wonder that the Barcelona people have made a full-scale offensive situation. It turned out that they have received such strong support. It is also at this moment that everyone wants to understand that the Holy See cannot send two or thirty semi-god-level powerhouses. Dealing with the semi-god magical scorpion of Chambord, so this evening, there may be a legendary battle angel appearing.

"What did Piazon adults say?" Old Alyang asked patiently.

The two girls shook their heads blankly.

One of them suddenly thought of something and eagerly said: "The military master, the prime minister, beg you to save Piazon, he is not really betraying the empire, he is a good man, and now it is dangerous in the camp of Barcelona."

"Do not worry, we will definitely bring Piasong out of the tiger's den. He is the hero of Zenit and the real warrior." Best is the softest, nodded and promised.

"Take the two girls to clean up and settle down."

Old Aryang has seen it clearly. The two girls seem to be in a bad condition. They are all in the plasma, and even their hair is blood red. In fact, they only have some blood. They are not seriously injured. Piazon really It is very smart and cautious. In this way, people are sent to Chambord City.

"Yes."

A soldier took two girls down the wall.

"The military division, the people of the Holy See have appeared, what should we do?" The eyes of the people were concentrated on the old Aryang.

"Haha, no problem, they have a card, we also have a killing trick, just to see, in the end is his Holy See's fighting angels, or my shampoo city's magic secret gold is unfolding as king, it is time to show our strength. "Old Al Yang haha ​​laughed, and he was very dry."

Everyone was inspired by this sentence.

"However, it is still necessary to make some preparations, ordering the civilians in the old city to withdraw to the city of the sky, and the new refugees will all be transferred to the Aranya empire and the Anzhi Empire, to be fast, in the old city, Can't leave any military unexpected power. Piasson's information is timely, we can't help but stay behind."

......

In less than half an hour, dozens of portals have sent tens of thousands of refugees above the city walls into the city.

Opposite, the Barcelona man's magical long-range attack failed, and finally stopped.

In the distance, the torches were densely lit, and the magic lights were lifted up. The two sides of the Zu Lijiang River shined like white. The puppet army from the four emperors’ regime was once again arranged in the striker formation, slowly moving toward the ancestors. Lijiang approached, and then the elite army of Barcelona, ​​the black pressure is like a devil from hell.

The sixteen and seven-person figures vacated and released a strong atmosphere.

They are all extremely strong.

For the first two people.

One is the commander of the Barcelona army, Bux.

The other person must be white, wearing a silver-white robes, holding a four-ring, twelve-knot scepter made of pure gold in his hand, and he looks proud and looks like a god. It is obviously a high-level priest from the Holy See. .

Behind the two, in addition to Mascherano, Alves and Pedro and other Zeidite ‘old friends’, the other dozens were the masters of the red-red robes.

boom!

The silver **** robe is a pure gold staff and a little stick.

A terrible silver-white sacred light column, turned into a spear of judgment, with a devastating breath, bombarded toward the guardian magic cover of Chambord.

It turned out to be an instant [the spear of trial], and the strength of this old man was at the lowest level in the middle of the semi-god.

The light column and the magic shield slammed together.

The earth shook violently in an instant.

The orange magic shield trembled fiercely, but it guarded the wall below, without any signs of breaking.

The silver robe gods nodded, thoughtfully: "I can stand the blow of this seat, it is really a god-level protective cover, the shampoo people must have got a terrific demon ruins, no need to waste time, we Take full action, break the city as soon as possible, kill Guangbo people, go to the demon site is the right thing."

This man’s words are cold and ruthless, but there is no sorrow for the gods.

Busks nodded. "I am pleased, please ask Gianni Infantino to ask for the battle angel."

The silver robe gods innocent nodded, and the right hand raised the pure gold scepter over the head and sang a spell.

If the sound is rolling, it will tremble in the sky, like the Holy Spirit in the Grand Canyon. It is full of holiness, luxury, majesty and arrogance.

A huge silver cross composed of silver sacred forces was shot from the head of the pure gold scepter, and it was between heaven and earth.

Behind him, the eleven semi-god-level powers of the gods, flickering, stagnate the void according to a certain direction, and guard the side of Infantino, each singing a spell of different frequencies, as if calling for a sleeping god. The sound waves are superimposed and combined to release a strange and sophistical force that permeates the sky.

Just above the cross, a silver vortex, tearing the black night sky, gradually emerged.

This is a different dimension transfer gate.

A holy scent flows through the portal.

Then, the silver light flashed, a female body warrior with pure white armor, sculpt, and bumpy, slowly coming out of the portal. She looks beautiful, but her facial expression is stiff and does not seem to have life. Wisdom, holding a silver lightsaber in his hand, a pair of huge white wings stretching up to a hundred meters stretched out from behind, and the devastating atmosphere raged.

Fighting angels! ——

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