The Dark King

"Your Majesty, the Great Light King has already entered the military region, and the military has lost ground, but the troops in other divisions of the military region are rushing over. Daguangming Wang is worried that they will be surrounded by the military region and request reinforcements."

In the shrine of the top of Utto, a deacon of the Holy See rushed to report to Barton.

Barton sat on the throne, holding his scepter in his hand. After listening to his words, he said, "I know, I will give him the message, and the reinforcement will arrive soon."

"Yes!" The deacon of the Holy See quickly agreed, just preparing to step back, Barton said: "The craftsmen have arrived?"

The Holy See deacons, I don’t know why this is the big battle. Why did the Pope ask this little thing, and said: "Back, you let the master craftsmen who have invited the small ones have come, in the church under the mountain."

"Let them come up and get ready to start," Barton said.

"Yes." The Holy See deacon.

When he retired, Barton immediately got up and walked quickly to the inner temple behind the throne. At a glance, he saw Du Di'an, who was quietly painting at the desk, and the beauty that stood beside him and seemed to never tire of standing. The woman, his gaze glanced at the woman's near-perfect figure and quickly turned away, respecting Du Di'an: "Young master, craftsmen have arrived."

Dudian snorted. "When they come, let them modify the drawings I gave you."

"Yes." Barton promised and looked up at him. "Young Master, are you not here?"

"I am going to the military area." Du Di'an put the pen on the shelf next to him and turned to look at Barton. "You will be handed over to you alone."

Barton sneaked and said: "Young master, the military region is currently in chaos. If you used to, it will be too dangerous. Do you want the remaining cardinals to protect you?"

"No." Du Dian got up and went to the next hanger to take out his coat and put it on. "When I go, the war is over."

Barton said: "But I just heard the spies say that the other divisions in the military region are rushing there. If the generals are surrounded, even if the King of Light and the Richelieu win, they will be surrounded by them..."

"How can the head be cut off and the body strong again?" Du Dian taught him a look.

Barton wakes up.

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On the vast plains of the military headquarters, the killing sounds throughout the hundred miles.

The Paladin army headed by the Great Light King 'Pluo' is like a snowy white wave, sweeping the direction of the building like the military headquarters. There is a small river in front of these buildings. The sandbag barrier has been established across the river. The strongest war weapon **** in the military region. The guns were placed behind the barriers and aimed at the Paladin.

Behind the barriers is a neat array of square soldiers. Each soldier is equipped with a legendary magical 'steam gun' that is freely given to the military region by Dudyan. All the soldiers are staring closely at the gondolas swept forward. The army saw that the green grass was swallowed up by the Paladin. When it entered the range, all the artillery pieces were instantly turned on, and the shells projected like a meteor, and fell into the Paladin.

The roaring sound exploded in an instant, and countless paladins and horses that were sitting were blown apart.

"The Holy Shield!" Proma took the lead and roared.

The sound spread throughout tens of thousands of troops. In the forefront of the Paladin army, the gold shield was immediately raised on the top of the head. The shells slammed down and exploded a large pit, but the number of casual paladins was immediately reduced by half.

In a blink of an eye, Plo has led the army to rush into the barriers, rushing through the river, splashing countless splashes.

The soldiers in the military area behind the barriers slammed into the command and drums.

Oh...

The bullets fired by the steam guns quickly penetrated the horses and the Paladins, but some of the distant Paladins were hit by bullets, but they still rushed straight.

The range and power of this steam gun is completely incomparable with that of the old rifle, and the armor of the Paladin is the best quality war armor in the outer wall area. It is extremely hard and only effective at close range.

In a blink of an eye, the two sides of the army smothered together and fell into a scuffle.

"I am going to smash the king!" Richelieu yelled at Plo, greeted the thousands of cyclists led by a red cardinal behind him, and rushed into the army. It was unstoppable, tearing a gap in the back of the army. The headquarters of the military headquarters rushed away.

Proo saw him alone in danger, worried in his heart, roaring and wielding a big axe to slash soldiers.

Under the cover of ProLogis, the light-handed sharp knife led by Richelieu broke through the defense of the military soldiers in an instant. Some military generals saw that the situation was wrong and led the heavy-armed soldiers to stop the attack. However, one face was killed by Richelieu. .

The forces of the military generals are all at the advanced hunter level, and the combat experience is rich, but in front of Richelieu, it is no different from ordinary soldiers. Under his open road, thousands of sprinters slashed into the heavy armored team and instantly tore them in half, heading straight ahead to the building complex of the military headquarters.

"Kill!!" Richie's face was covered with blood. The long-lost battle made his silent blood completely boiling. The killing sound in his ear was like a drum, which made him highly wary. He took the lead and jumped onto a building. On the steps, the soldiers who rushed to the front of the road quickly smashed, and the ride rushed in first.

"Dead!!" In the building compound, a general of armor was rushed out, his eyes were red, and he was roaring and shooting to Richelieu.

Richelieu jumped and jumped from the war, and fell straight to the long gun at the armored general. At the same time as he fell, he grabbed his hand and slammed the rifle, slammed it and kicked it. The general's chest slammed, and the general spit out a blood, glaring and sullen, his face was unbelievable, his body rushed out and slammed into the back wall and knocked the wall down.

Richelieu did not stop and rushed towards the conference hall building at the military headquarters.

Soldiers came to block along the way, most of them were the ace of the military region, the purple feather army, each purple feather army helmet was inserted with a purple feather, extremely conspicuous, but in front of Richelieu, but No effort to fight back, all are a face to be killed.

The Cardinal Ernolin, who is behind Richelieu, has already been shocked. Although he knows that his master is unfathomable, he did not expect it to be so powerful. He can be arbitrarily galloped in the military region and can be unscathed!

With a bang, a purple feather army was kicked by Richelieu and slammed into the main entrance of the military headquarters conference hall, knocking the door open.

The St. Lorenzo in the conference hall and the remaining generals, as well as the chief of staff, were all scared. I didn’t expect the enemy to attack this place so quickly. One of the chiefs of staff hurriedly said, “What happened outside?”

"Big, adults, the enemy has come in!" A captain rushed to report.

St. Lorenzo was shocked and hurriedly said, "Who is it, Prow?"

"It's the old pope!" Captain said flusterly: "It's too strong, no one can stop him, General Cote is killed when he goes up!"

St. Lorenzo is stunned.

The other chiefs of staff widened their eyes and were full of horror.

"Commander!" One of the chiefs of staff came back and hurriedly looked at San Lorenzo.

St. Lorenzo knew what he meant, and said in a timely manner: "Quickly, let the ghosts shoot!"

"I will go too!" A general finished and quickly ran out of the hall.

Richelieu led Ernlin and the hundreds of remaining light squats into the conference room of the military headquarters meeting room, knocking out the soldiers who had been blocked in the face, and Richelieu had seen several red figures in the front conference hall. One of the heat sources on the body is the strongest, like a fireball. He knows that this is the old guy of San Lorenzo.

Just as he was preparing to go forward, suddenly, a dangerous atmosphere was uploaded from the cloister next to him. He turned his head and looked at it. He suddenly saw a black shadow of a raging body with a raging body.

He was shocked and hurried to rise up and greeted him, lest he was injured in the horse.

Hey!

He kicked out and suddenly felt like kicking on the iron board, looking down, but seeing this smashing figure backhand grabbed his ankle.

With a slamming sound, the figure slammed his arm down, and Richelieu's body slammed on the floor of the hallway like a hammer, smashing the floor and covering the wood chips. Still waiting for the figure to pick up his body again, Richelieu's other foot kicked out, squatting on his chest, screaming and screaming, loosening his hand and stepping back a few steps.

Richelieu took the opportunity to open the distance and stare.

The figure was licking the chest, hurting his teeth, and his face covered with scattered hair was a little shocked.

"The senior boundary, the military area is really deep enough..." Richelieu blinked slightly, slowly pulling out the sword on his back, taking a deep breath, the blood in his body creeping slightly, the back of the spine The magic mark power suddenly spurred out, his linen hair suddenly restored moisturizing, discolored and golden, the wrinkles on the face also quickly faded, returning to the age of thirty or so, looks clear, handsome, and on the skin There is no wrinkles.

Hey!

He slammed his foot and rushed out.

Looking at the changes of Richelieu, his face showed a dignified color, a low snoring, a violent skeletal movement, a slight writhing of the body in a quirky posture, the next moment, on his forehead, on the elbow, and on the spine. The tail end slowly grows a sharp white bone spur, squatting on the ground like a lizard, swaying, and rushing over at the same time as Richelieu rushes.

Hey!

He waved his claws and tore the chest of Richelieu.

In the hands of Richelieu, the sword flashed, and his palms were blocked. However, at the moment of blocking, the afterglow saw a white spike on the side.

He hurriedly patted the ground with his palm, and his body rolled over, avoiding the white spike and stabbing his backhand.

The figure was responsive and quickly escaped. The body jumped up and jumped onto the dome of the cloister. The fingers were firmly buckled into the sawdust and swooped down.

Richelieu's face was gloomy and he waved his sword.

In the fight between the two, Elnolin led the light ride into the conference hall.