This Paladin is so despicable!

"It's okay, it's okay, seventeen thousand versus three thousand! Three versus one! The advantage is still with me!"

The King of Pain swallowed his saliva. Although he comforted himself like this, the effect was really not great.

I don't know why, but he always feels like he's about to fall over.

Just when he was hesitating, a divine light suddenly fell from the sky and fell on the three thousand magic armor army.

"Chosen by God? Such a large scale!?"

The King of Pain grabbed his hair and clenched his fists involuntarily.

The arrival of God's Chosen is the best and most powerful way for gods to enhance the combat effectiveness of their followers.

But the consumption of this move is also staggering.

Generally speaking, the gods will find the most powerful and critical one among the many dependents and use divine selection on them.

After becoming God's Chosen, this chosen dependent will receive unprecedented worship and trust from the dependent group. He will be regarded as the spokesperson of God, and will demonstrate the power of God and lead everyone out of difficulties.

But if all 3,000 of them come to choose one, are they not going to live this day?

This is the underworld!

It is a notoriously barren land among all realms! It's a poor place where birds don't poop.

Unlike the other worlds in the rich world, even if you scrape three feet of the ground here, you can only dig up some bones, dregs, rotten meat and minced meat.

There is no way, the biggest resource in the underworld is the sea of ​​​​underworld. With the God of Death and the Great Will, other immortal gods cannot get involved.

As for Mingtan, it is just a garbage dump, a place where debris that cannot be digested by Minghai is accumulated.

It may seem like that, but you will know it if you think about it carefully.

Things that even the Underworld can't digest, can they, the immortal gods, turn waste into treasure?

Are you kidding me?

The King of Pain believes that he has been working hard in the underworld for many years and has accumulated a lot of wealth. He is relatively wealthy in the entire underworld, not to mention that he has the gift of the Gate of Truth in his hand.

But even so, compared with his days as the Lord of the Hell in the Demon Realm, it is still nothing worth mentioning.

The combined savings of these years are not as good as the harvest of the Lord of Hell in a hundred years.

Why did Wright raise his hand and three thousand divine choices descended upon him?

You can’t waste money like this!

But soon, the Lord of Pain realized the seriousness of the problem.

Damn it, he really might not miss this one and a half stars.

There is no other reason, he is the agent of the God of Death recognized by the Great Will of the Underworld!

In other words, he can, to a certain extent, call upon the resources in the Underworld.

The premise is that official business is done.

The problem is that from the perspective of the great will of Minghai, the immortal gods who are attacking them at the door of truth, or even saying that they will surrender all the immortal species on the entire Mingtan, are business affairs! Just business!

It is really possible for Wright to approve this amount of money!

In other words, now Wright, this madman, is using Minghai's money to strengthen his own troops!

After winning the battle, not only can he be reimbursed by the government, but Ming Hai will also thank him, reward him for his merits, get a promotion, raise his salary, and give him a banner!

The King of Pain suddenly fell into a trance.

He suddenly realized that the gap between him and Wright might not just be about technique or strength, but something inexplicable.

Why did things become like this?

Seeing the three thousand golden demon armored troops covered in the light of flesh and blood God's Choice colliding with his own demon army, the King of Pain closed his eyes in pain.

But despite this, the sounds of fighting, screams and cries could be heard.

In desperation, he had no choice but to pin his hopes on the three guard demons.

As long as the three of them can work together, they can kill the Holy Spirit demon leader opposite.

Then the three demon spirits can directly feed back the battlefield below.

The gap between racial classes is absolute and cannot be bridged even by numbers.

By then, your chances of winning are still very high!

Just when the King of Pain calmed down and opened his eyes, he was immediately pierced by the bright holy light and burst into tears.

Holy light? Why!

The King of Pain stared blankly at the battlefield as bright as day, unable to describe his feelings for a moment.

At first, it was indeed mentioned in the frontline battle report that the three thousand magic armor army seemed to use methods similar to the Holy Light.

The Lord of Pain was dismissive of this.

What a joke!

Can he not know what the Holy Light is? Could he not know whether demons could use the Holy Light?

It must be something similar, but it definitely cannot be the Holy Light!

This goes against common sense, goes against the truth, and goes against the devil’s knowledge!

Absolutely impossible!

But the reality is that the enemy's 3,000 demon armored troops are wearing holy light, with a chain sword in one hand and a holy light bone shield in the other. They are using the fighting skills of the Holy Knight to crazily slaughter their own demon army.

That scene was as neat as chopping melons and vegetables.

After finally closing the distance, the demon armored army took out a bunch of explosive guns and blasted the escaping demons indiscriminately.

When the Pain Demon saw this scene, he felt like someone had tied a bow with his own brain!

Why can the corpse explosion technique be mixed with holy light? Is it so harmonious?

Just when the Pain Demon was about to go berserk, the battle situation on the Guard Demon's side gave him a slight reprieve.

In a three-on-one situation, coupled with the terrifying strength of the guard captain, he was able to suppress the strange leader of the Holy Ghost demon.

At least, there is still a fight to be had!

Just when the pain demon was thinking this, another bright holy light fell from the sky and landed directly on the demon leader.

That scene was so holy that the King of Pain was so confused that he completely ignored the fact that the chosen one was actually a demon.

"Still strengthening? Champion choice!"

The light dissipated, and two pairs of holy white wings emerged from behind the demon leader's body, forming six wings with the originally existing pair of demon wings.

On his head, the devil's horns formed a semicircle, twisted and intertwined with the half aperture formed by the light.

A strong and mixed aura surged out of his body, causing a black and white card to appear in front of him.

Even though they were so far apart, the King of Pain could feel the terrifying power contained in that little wriggling card.

"Quick! Stop him!"

The three guard demons also felt the threat of death. They gathered their energy and struck the strongest blow towards the God's Chosen Champion.

However, the demon leader remained calm, stretched out his hand to hold the black and white card, and murmured to himself.

"Is this one of the two trump cards mentioned by the Lord God? In black and white, this is Xiao Wang.

It seems that I will continue to work hard and strive to be recognized by the King Card one day.

Today, let me show you the greatness of our Lord God! "

The demon leader inserted the card into his belt, and the violent energy formed a storm.

"The king's armor is armed! King Mushroom is summoned!"