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"Welcome to the return of His Majesty the Lord God."

at the same time.

St. Catherine, who was in charge of internal affairs, flashed, and appeared in front of Wu Hui under the ripples and fluctuations in space, and saluted respectfully.

"The Holy Concubine does not need to be polite." Wu Hui waved to her, motioning for her to walk side by side with him, and asked casually, "Recently, the Kingdom of God has just been promoted and expanded, and the affairs are busy. Everything is hard for the Holy Concubine."

"It's just some trivial matters, not hard work." Katharina's face was filled with a smile, "It's because His Majesty is traveling abroad, so he has accumulated enough resources for the promotion of the Kingdom of God so quickly, and even bought a plane. Hard."

"It's easy." Wu Hui didn't intend to take credit for it, "This time in the plane of Chenhui, I will send Saint Luke to lead the army to prepare for the establishment of the Holy See and preside over the overall situation. But you can't relax your vigilance, Holy Concubine, you need to do something. Be ready to support at any time, after all, the Chenhui plane is facing a disaster. In addition, when the situation is clearer, let the mortal plane also form an expeditionary volunteer army to join the battle."

"Yes~ my lord." Katharina said with a serious expression, "I will be ready for a full-scale war, and will carry out general war mobilization in the plane of light and the plane of Aesop."

The reason why Wu Hui wanted the mortal plane to join the battle was also to train the mortal plane's army. The comfortable life of more than a hundred years seems to have wiped out the ambitions of those mortals.

I think back when the plane of Aesop was facing the natural disaster of the undead, I don’t know how many amazingly talented and heroic humans were born. Most of them are now members of the Kingdom of God, and many of them have even become Archangels.

Wu Hui also gradually realized that ease and ease will only make people degenerate, and it is better to give more "experience" to the planes under his command.

After he and Katharina warmed up for a while, he called Saint Luke in and asked him to start preparing to take over the affairs of the plane of Morning Glory.

Of course, Wu Hui did not forget the needs of the Divine Weapon Hall, and asked Katharina to allocate more excellent holy spirits to the Divine Weapon Hall, and to shift resources to that side, striving to develop the "Judger" as soon as possible.

As for the idea of ​​inciting his disciples and grandchildren to commit suicide and ascend, Wu Hui will also give him up.

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Half a year passed by in a flash.

Isabella and the others finally drove Wu Hui's small spaceship to the vicinity of the Chenhui plane.

Using the anchor point of the space gate inside the Punisher small spaceship, Wu Hui opened the gate of heaven. An army of angels, who had been fighting hard for half a year, teleported through the gate of heaven little by little.

at the same time.

Morning Glory Plane.

The Green Prairie located in the eastern part of the mainland is rich in aquatic plants and species. It used to be the richest place in the entire Morning Glory Plane. However, at this moment, the prairie that should be full of vitality is full of wars, and the prosperity and vitality of the past have long been lost.

Heavy cloudy clouds pressed over the wilderness, and a murderous atmosphere permeated the entire world, even the air seemed to be filled with blood.

"Boom~"

The muffled thunder rolled across the sky, and the showers poured down.

The rabbit who was looking for food in the grass was startled, and rushed back into the hole with a "snap". The dragon eagle soaring in the sky, photographed by Yu Tianwei, also had to stop on the cliff, folded its wings and rested for a while.

"Hold on! The great ancestor god will not abandon us!"

In the wind and rain, there was a faint hoarse shout coming from under the cliff.

Long Ying poked his head out of the cliff curiously, and saw two groups of people fighting fiercely in the wind and rain under the steep cliff, one of them was the tauren, and the other was the demons.

At this moment, the tauren side had been forced to the bottom of the cliff, and the demons besieged from all directions, and the remaining hundreds of people were fighting with their backs against the cliff.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The tauren chieftain wearing a feather crown swung a huge metal stick and kept sweeping, smashing the demons who rushed up one after another, flying upside down, killing them so that his eyes were red, and his huge nostrils were panting heavily. Like a madman.

Behind him, the tauren shaman holding the bone staff was pale, with blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, and he had to rely on others to support him to stand still. The surrounding tauren warriors were also dripping with blood, scarred, and their horns were broken. It seems to have reached a desperate situation.

Since the tauren can give birth to their own gods, there will naturally be many strong people in the clan. The Tyran tribe is one of the few powerful tribes in the Bloodhoof plane. The warriors and shamans in the tribe are very powerful. There are not a few strong people at level 7, and there are also many strong people at level 8. The tribal chiefs even have level 9 The strength of a demigod.

However, after going through repeated sieges and arduous battles one after another, they have long been exhausted, and now they are completely supported by a willpower.

The soldiers fell one after another, more and more corpses were piled up on the grass under the cliff, but the number of living tauren became less and less. Unknowingly, there were only a few dozen tauren left in the original hundreds, and only a handful of young adults.

No need for anyone to remind them, one Tauren teenager after another silently picked up the weapons left by their parents and joined the battle group, as if they had accepted some kind of mission.

But in a short while, many tauren youths fell down forever.

The sound of brutal fighting was accompanied by a strong smell of blood pervading around the cliff. The blood was washed into the soil by the rain, and even the soil layer seemed to be stained with a deep red color.

I don't know how long it has been.

The encirclement that had been tightened and tightened stopped.

A passageway suddenly opened up among the demon clan surrounding the tauren, and a figure emitting black smoke slowly walked over from the rain curtain.

This figure was holding a steel fork in his hand, his black skin was as rough as a rock, his silver hair was scattered behind his head, and there was a pair of huge devil horns on his head. Even though he just strolled over and didn't deliberately release his coercion, his aura was still as oppressive as the dark clouds above his head.

It turned out to be a high-ranking demon.

"Master Black Smoke."

"Master Black Smoke."

Seeing the person coming, the surrounding demons hurriedly bowed and saluted.

However, the high-level demon called "Master Black Mist" didn't even look at these low-level demons, as if they were nothing more than worthless ants, and directly ignored them.

"It does have some potential."

He glanced at the tauren chief who was holding on to the long metal stick for breath, then nodded, and said in a benevolent tone: "Give you a chance. Now choose to surrender and become my slave, I can Let you live."

"dream!"

The tauren chief was panting heavily, and he could hardly lift any strength from his body. However, when he heard this, not only did he not waver in the slightest, but he was aroused into a monstrous rage.

He stared at the high-ranking demon viciously, and said through gritted teeth, "Tauren have no cowards! They would rather die in battle than surrender!"

"Yes! I would rather die than surrender!"

"I would rather die than surrender!"

The few dozen tauren left behind the tauren chief were also excited, and none of the tauren was willing to surrender.

"If that's the case, let's die together~"

The high-ranking demon Heiyan laughed coldly, and raised his hand casually.

The low-level demon army who had been waiting for a long time suddenly cheered, and then swarmed up like a tide, showing their butcher knives at the already exhausted tauren.

A hundred meters below the cliff, in a pre-dug hiding cave, an old tauren shaman with gray and wrinkled skin was hiding inside with a tauren child in his arms.

They are the Horde's last hope.

With the thick layer of soil and the heavy cloak used to shield the breath, the voice from above the head has become extremely weak, but it still cannot escape the keen hearing of the tauren old shaman.

Before he knew it, his old eyes were filled with tears: "Great ancestor god~ I beg you, save your descendants..."

His voice was hoarse, as if praying, as if weeping...

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In the quiet and deep void of the outer world, a battleship exuding holy light is slowly heading towards the plane of Morning Glory.

It is the "Judger" battleship newly developed by the Kingdom of Light.

In the main control room of the "Judger", a light curtain was suspended in the center, and the cries of the tauren who would rather die than submit were coming from the light curtain.

"Hey~"

Looking at the tragic battle scene in the light curtain, Wu Hui sighed quietly.

These tauren are tough, but they probably never thought that their ancestors had abandoned them, right?

This time, he just dropped by the Chenhui plane to investigate the situation, but he really didn't expect the situation in the tauren plane to be so serious.

Even if they were of different races and lacked empathy, it was hard for him not to be moved when he saw the misery of the Tauren clan. After all, they are also intelligent races bought by themselves, how can they just watch them being bullied by the demons?

"Saint Luke." Wu Hui said suddenly.

"Your subordinate is here." St. Luke immediately walked to Wu Hui's side after hearing the words, "What orders do you have?"

"Go, let those demons see the strength of our Guangming Protoss." Wu Hui said lightly.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

St. Luke bowed to accept the order, and then spread his wings and flew out of the Judgment battleship from the side, and swooped towards the plane of Morning Glory.

In fact, angel battles generally open the gate of heaven directly. However, the Chenhui plane has just been bought, and he has not had time to build the gate of heaven, so he can only use flying.

But even so, the speed of a level 10 eight-winged holy angel is still quite terrifying.

In the blink of an eye, Saint Luke's figure had turned into a spot of light and disappeared into the thick clouds of the Morning Glory plane.

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At the same time, the Chenhui plane.

The tauren tribe that was besieged again seems to have reached the end of their battle. The strongest tauren chief fought hard, but it was still difficult to restore the situation. His chest and shoulders were pierced by steel forks, and the exposed blood holes were dripping with blood, and he seemed to be unable to hold on.

At this moment, a white light suddenly lit up in the sky.

This white light was like the light of daybreak. As soon as Pu appeared, he penetrated the thick clouds and appeared above the battlefield through heavy rain.

In the dense white light, a figure clearly caught the eyes of everyone on the battlefield.

It was a figure wearing a battle armor and holding a long sword. Eight pure white wings fluttered in the wind behind his back, exuding a dazzling holy light, and his aura was as sharp as a blade.

With his appearance, the terrible coercion fell down like a mountain.

The movements of the two parties who were fighting unconsciously stagnated for a moment, and even the arrogant high-ranking demon Hei Yan couldn't help but shrink his pupils, tensing up all the nerves in his body instantly.

Here it is St. Luke!

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