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"No night fighting, no sneak attacks, no taking the opportunity to pull out nails, no way to go upstream or downstream to organize surprise troops, and no thought of setting fire to the opponent's rations... These ghost guys in the West are simply hopeless!" Sitting in one place! On the top of the mountain, Li Chunfeng happily took out a wine gourd and drank a large sip of morning dew wine.

"Understand it, after all, the brain has not fully evolved yet!"

Having seen countless classic scenes of the Thirty-Six Strategies in his previous life, and looking at this kind of war full of medieval magic, Kausi regarded them as Hollywood special effects blockbusters.

"You are obviously at a disadvantage, but you can still sleep peacefully at night? Is this the so-called chivalry?" Li Chunfeng sighed sincerely, "This is because the Emperor of Tang did not have a world map, otherwise he would teach the whole world to speak Shaanxi dialect !”

Belial, who was sitting next to Kausi with his knees in his arms, suddenly chuckled.

"What are you laughing at?" Kausi turned his head and looked at this extremely beautiful angel lady.

"What I'm laughing at is...the war between hell and heaven has never been day or night. It has been fought from the beginning of the war until death - death in the sense of the word. Apart from waiting for resurrection in the furnace of hell, the rest of the time is a constant battle. , fight until exhausted, and also find ways to throw your weapons, at least to create a little interference for the enemies faced by your companions."

"Don't you have a strategy in your war?" Li Chunfeng also asked curiously.

"By the way, there is no strategy in dimensional war, because all strategies will be seen through in advance, and the foreseers on both sides have already taken all the reactions of the other party into consideration in advance!"

"So the only way to fight is head-on confrontation."

Li Chunfeng curled his lips. Although he felt that this fighting method was not in line with China's war concept of "Zhenghe Qisheng", as a Heavenly Father-level warrior, he also understood the war model mentioned by Beliyar - when When all conspiracies and tricks will be seen through by the opponent, head-on combat is the only solution.

Yasbel leaned against Belial obediently and said nothing, but looked at Li Chunfeng curiously.

While a few people were chatting here, the angels and demons were very busy.

In just one day of tentative war, the number of soldiers killed on both sides has exceeded five figures. How many of them have heroic and fearless qualities? And these high-quality souls naturally become the objects of competition between heaven and hell.

The most popular among them is naturally the dragon knight leader who drives the fire-type dragon.

He is not the strongest warrior, but he is definitely a human being with a noble personality. Such souls, whether in heaven or hell, will be treated as treasures and used as a big killer for their own camp. Whether you become an angel or a demon, as long as you go through the transformation ceremony, you will directly become a high-level combat power.

"Agares, do you want to fight again?" In the darkness, Archangel Uriel held a flaming sword and stared at his old opponent not far away.

Agares was also very straightforward. He didn't even want to say a word in the scene. He just squeezed out one word coldly from between his teeth - "Be with me!"

The angels and demons around him rushed out and started to confront each other. Only in the gap between the formations of both sides, the confused soul stood there at a loss, not knowing what was happening.

"Stop!" "Stop fighting!" Rafael and Samikina were also coveting that high-quality soul, but as wise men from both camps, they knew that fighting at this time was definitely not a good thing. Samikina persuaded Agares, and Raphael also held back Uriel.

"Let him decide for himself!" Samikina said. Rafael glanced at Samikina and nodded, expressing his approval of this method.

"I'll awaken his intelligence!"

Uriel spoke first, but Agares immediately stopped him.

"Don't try to plant the power of light in his soul in advance. Since he has to make his own choice, it's fair!"

Uriel looked back at the looming warriors of the two races around him, and hesitated for a moment, "Come together?"

This proposal was unanimously approved by both parties. Agares thought for a while and casually nodded to a two-winged angel not far away, "Let him come!"

Uriel also picked out an inconspicuous demon spirit.

It has to be said that while the big men of the two tribes are powerful in battle, they also have first-class vision. Agares chose a most ordinary angel who had just condensed and had nothing but fighting instincts; while Uriel chose a dark spirit body with nothing but dark elements in his body.

An angel and a demon spirit slowly flew to the soul of the dragon knight. At the same time, they stretched out their hands and awakened his intelligence with their own energy.

"You..." The dragon knight had just woken up and was immediately frightened by the crowd of angels and demons in front of him. He wanted to pick up his weapon, but found that his hands were empty.

Samikina briefly explained the situation, then smiled and said: "On behalf of the Hell Dimension, I invite you to join us. I believe we will get along very happily in the future!"

Raphael also went on to say: "You are a dragon knight of the Holy See of Light, and you are our believer. So why are you hesitating? You will become a great angel and deliver more gospel to more worlds! "

The two of them exchanged words, sometimes trying to persuade the confused dragon knight, sometimes fighting each other, fighting fiercely.

After all, he still had faith in the Holy See. After hesitating for a long time, the dragon knight finally turned his head to Raphael, "I think..."

"Wait a mininute!"

In the hell camp, a black-armored warrior suddenly spoke, causing a small commotion in the quiet battlefield.

"Zepal?" The divine help angel Gadel flew up with a livid face, "You want to fight?"

"Our fight is not over, but not now!"

Zepal slowly flew out of the team. He waved his hand, and a space crack dozens of feet long suddenly appeared in the sky. "I think that in order to show the sincerity of our hell dimension, we should give this heroic warrior a gift." A gift. Whether he chooses heaven or hell, this is what he deserves..."

"A gift?" The angels couldn't help laughing. What does the Sky City have? Although the hell dimension is not poor, compared with the countless heaven planes that are enshrined, it is undoubtedly as different as the top rich and small city employees.

But several demon gods suddenly realized it, and Agares even wanted to laugh out loud.

The dragon knight didn't know why, he just looked at the thick and long space crack eagerly, wondering what kind of gift would come out of it...

Until a huge black dragon head squeezed out of the crack little by little, the angels' laughter suddenly stopped.

"Fuck...fuck!" Even the well-informed Raphael couldn't help but cursed. Uriel slapped his thigh repeatedly in annoyance.

A specialty of the hell dimension—the Abyss Dragon!