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Eastern suburbs of Lanshi City.

The purifying angels are getting more and more crazy.

Hundreds of thousands of purifying angels gathered in the sky into a huge torrent, and with the fierce momentum of the waves hitting the shore, they violently washed the Alliance of Gods in the eastern suburbs.

Even with the addition of the new forces of the Dark Brotherhood and the assistance of many true artifacts, the Alliance of Gods gradually couldn't resist this almost endless terrorist offensive.

This is definitely not going to work.

Blood mage Ackerman shouted: "The pressure on the ground is too great, it won't last long, it's best to retreat underground!"

Liv sneered: "I want to hide underground, but where can I find a cave? Do I have to dig with my hands?"

This ghost place can't use magic at all. It's just a dream to want to temporarily dig a cave deep underground on the flat ground.

A monster with a body like a rolling ball, covered with dark blue thick skin, and dragging an elephant trunk between his crotch came up with an idea.

"Use corpses~~ Use the corpses of these purifying angels to build a defensive wall!"

He is the apostle of the wild god Leihe. Although his appearance is not elegant, his combat power is extremely extraordinary.

His idea is indeed effective.

The most common thing at the scene is the corpses of the purifying angels, which are piled on the ground layer by layer. There are tens of thousands of them, and they are still increasing rapidly.

Enough to build a huge defensive fortification.

Such fortifications may not be strong, but they are enough to withstand the violent impact of the purifying angels after diving.

At the front of the team, Gao Miler, who has six arms, holds a tall black spear with both hands, stimulating a layer of black light shield with a diameter of more than 10 meters, bearing the greatest pressure.

He carries some eternal essence that he has taken great pains to get from the abyss, and is not worried that his power will be exhausted, but the speed of absorbing power is too slow, and the opponent's attack is too fierce.

At the current momentum, he can only last for 20 minutes at most.

So, he immediately adopted the method of the wild apostle, roaring fiercely: "Then why are you still standing there? Hurry up and pile up!"

As the apostle of the goddess of annihilation, as the elemental projection of the supreme master of the abyss, and with the largest number of subordinates, he is already the leader of the alliance of gods.

As soon as he spoke, everyone immediately started to act.

While taking action, they complained.

"These purifying angels look exactly the same. Is this thing man-made?"

"Bah~ Where are the angels who don't even have clothes to wear? If you ask me, they are just a group of beggars!"

"You know what, this angel looks really good, tut tut~~"

"At this critical moment, you still have the mind to have fun? Hurry up and pull out your trunk!"

In the chaos, a protective wall made of a large number of corpses stood out of thin air in the arena on the eastern outskirts of Lanshi City.

It is a hollow cone with an outer diameter of more than 70 meters, an inner cavity diameter of more than 50 meters, and a height of more than 10 meters. It is packed with about 1,100 "monsters" from the Alliance of Gods.

The monsters fought with the pile of corpses around them, and the pressure was greatly reduced.

Gao Miller also breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head and shouted to Cicero, who was carefully protected by the warriors: "How is the crown?!"

Cicero did not respond.

He closed his eyes, held the Crown of Dawn in both hands, and sat cross-legged on the ground motionlessly.

Seeing him like this, Gao Miller was anxious, but for fear of disturbing Cicero's thoughts, he could only endure the anxiety in his heart and wait patiently.

But the good times did not last long, and the situation changed again.

The sky, which was as dark as a storm, gradually showed vortex-shaped clouds.

As the vortex of light appeared, the sky became brighter and brighter, and the originally black clouds were reflected in milky white, showing a strange texture similar to white jade.

Blood Mage Ackerman shouted: "There seems to be something on the clouds!"

"Looking at this, it must be something bad!"

"I have a terrible premonition."

"Aren't you talking nonsense?"

"I say, are you here to fight or have fun? Why do you keep doing it?"

"Hehe~ Don't be surprised, this is the doctrine of our wild god, called life and death are determined by fate, enjoy life while you can."

In the midst of a bunch of messy conversations, Gao Miller finally couldn't help but yelled: "Cicero, what's going on now?"

This time Cicero responded.

"My Lord, it's the Dawn Empire's plasma cannon."

"Looking at the current situation, the cannon will fire in ten minutes at most. After firing, the entire space-time cage will turn into a terrible sea of ​​fire, and the temperature of this fire is very high, which can evaporate steel in an instant."

This made the monsters of the Gods Alliance look at each other, and everyone's face showed fear.

The Apostle of Joy Liv shouted: "What should we do?"

Ackerman said in surprise: "Is the Emperor of Dawn crazy? Blue Stone City is nearby, and there are hundreds of thousands of people living in the city."

Although the blood drinker Tslokavid is not a kind god, he has never done such a big thing.

Gormiral has seen many similar scenes, and many of them are even hundreds of times larger than the current one, so he is not surprised.

In addition, his original body has dealt with the Dawn Empire before, and he knows the power of the plasma cannon.

He knows clearly that once this thing is fired, it will be useless even if you hold a real artifact, because the artifact is just a tool with delicate functions, and it will be dead once the power is exhausted.

He immediately urged loudly: "Cicero, if this cannon is really fired, everyone will be finished. You'd better think of a solution quickly."

Cicero smiled slightly, picked up the crown, and slowly put it on his head: "There is a way."

He shouted: "Everyone gather around me, now!"

Although everyone didn't know the reason, this was the only way out at this moment, and everyone immediately gathered around Cicero.

Cicero looked up to the sky and shouted: "Alice, answer my call!"

Everyone looked at each other with doubts in their eyes. Everyone couldn't help but think, 'Who is Alice? ’

The next moment, the answer appeared.

The hazy light and shadow of a woman appeared in front of Cicero out of thin air. The specific facial features could not be seen clearly, but judging from the enchanting figure, she must be extremely beautiful.

The woman's light bowed slightly to Cicero: "Lord Cicero, I salute you."

Cicero said: "I have mastered the Dawn Crown and obtained one-third of the Dawn Royal Power. I request to return to the Dawn Palace!"

The woman nodded: "Lord Cicero, your request is legitimate. The time and space passage to the Dawn Palace will be opened for you soon."

On the other side, Gaumiral immediately gave Cicero a threatening look, and secretly made a gesture of cutting his throat. The meaning was obvious:

‘Take us with you or die together. ’

Cicero had no choice, took a deep breath, and continued: "Alice, these people around me are my loyal followers, and they will return to the palace with me."

Unexpectedly, Alice asked: "Lord Cicero, you seem to be under duress. Do you need help to remove the threat?"

Cicero smiled bitterly in his heart. If the person threatening him was an ordinary strong man, he would have asked Alice for help. But these are the apostles of the true god from another world. Although their power is far inferior to that of the Dawn Empire, But it far exceeds in quality.

They have countless ways to bypass the protection of Dawn Crown and directly kill their own souls.

So, Cicero wisely denied: "No, I am free now, and all orders come from my free will. All you have to do is obey my orders, Alice!"

"Alice understands."

"Your loyal followers have been marked as friendly units and can travel through time and space with you."

Amidst some mechanical words, a dark circular passage appeared among the crowd.

Cicero then explained: "Alice is the royal steward of the Dawn Empire. She was created by generations of mages who spent a lot of time and energy. As long as her status is recognized by her, she can receive her loyal service."

Gomiral had long understood this, because the Eternal Empire had something similar.

This thing is essentially a powerful intelligent puppet tool. Its purpose of existence is to assist the royal family and greatly expand the boundaries of mortal abilities to better manage the empire.

Most of the time, this kind of smart puppet does greatly save the time and energy required to govern the country, allowing the emperor to make fewer mistakes, but it usually has an internal insurance mechanism to prevent traitors of the empire, especially the emperor, from doing anything. A crazy move to destroy the empire.

It is precisely because of this damn insurance mechanism that his body, Antoine, has been trapped in the abyss and rarely freed.

Back in front of him, he loved and hated smart puppets, and couldn't help but sigh:

"Mortals will one day be killed by the tools they made themselves."

Cicero also knew why Gaumiral sighed like this, but he did not agree with what the other person said.

He shrugged: "Lord Gaumiral, I believe that only mortals with powerful tools are complete and can fight against gods."

Gomiral shook his head slowly and couldn't help but let out a long sigh: "It's impossible. Mortals can never fight against gods, because there is no way to create tools that exceed the limits of mortal power."

Cicero refused: "That's not necessarily true."

Gomiral snorted coldly: "The path that your Dawn Empire is taking is the path that my Eternal Empire has already walked. I tell you clearly now that mortal hands can never pick the fruits of gods, even if they can see Can’t even see it.”

Cicero was shocked and speechless.

At this time, the blood mage Akarman urged: "You two, now is not a good time to discuss philosophy. The light plasma cannon in the sky is about to fall, so hurry up and leave."

Cicero came to his senses and stepped forward into the space-time passage.

The monsters from the Alliance of Gods also followed suit.

To be cautious, Gomirel did not rush in, but waited until the members of the Dark Brotherhood were almost done before he followed up.

Just when he half-stepped into the space-time channel, the Annihilation Spear Staff in his hand suddenly shook slightly, and the voice of the Goddess of Annihilation came out.

"Gomirel, my loyal apostle, the real test has just begun. You must not let down your guard."

Gaumiral was startled: "Master, is it dangerous in the palace?"

"The time and space of the imperial palace is being wrapped in a huge fog, and it has fallen into the most complete chaos. Once you enter the palace, I will not be able to contact you."

"You have to remember that once you meet the destined person, the Annihilation Spear Staff will give a clear reminder. And what you have to do is do your best to kill him!"

Gomiral was shocked and immediately responded: "Yes, Master."