The Etiquette of the Soldiers is To Meet Up

"Okay, ready."

The brilliant magical light flashed, and Webster didn't care about the sweat on his head at all, but spoke at the fastest speed to Alan, who was standing in place like a green pine, his eyes closed and rested.

"Well, let's just start."

A golden light flashed in Allen's eyes, his expression was neither sad nor happy, and he calmly said to Webster.

During this time of waiting, he has tried his best to adjust his state to the best.

Although the exhaustion caused by the trembling of the gods in the underground space has not been fully recovered, at least it has broken away from the dangerous red line, and has a room for 60 to 70%.

I have to say that [Master's Dawn Bodybuilding Art] is still very strong.

Although Allen’s current recovery ability cannot be said to be a perpetual motion machine, as long as he has not completely consumed his vitality and entered a coma, then he can recover his physical, mental, mental, and even deeper energy at an extremely fast speed. Stuff.

It can be said that, except for the most original part of things that cannot be quickly recovered by the morning body exercise technique, the others are completely fine.

And it's the kind that the closer to the bottom line, the faster the recovery.

So, don't look at the time that has just passed, it is only tens of minutes, but Allen has already left the most dangerous state.

In such a situation, although it is not said to be a complete victory, under the blessing of the traits of [the heart is immortal, the light is immortal], the power bursts out, and it is maintained until the power is exhausted. This is not a difficult thing. .

"Ellen, why don't you bring more people?"

Webster nodded in response, then hesitated for a while and said.

"Webster, I know this is your concern for me."

"But, as you know, there is no alternative."

Allen shook his head and rejected Webster's proposal.

Hearing this, Webster couldn't help gritting his teeth, but couldn't say much.

Because he knew that Allen was right.

Prior to this, Alan wandered around Taixu, reached into the unpredictable and strange space, and saw the largest thigh in his camp [Ji Dao Sacred].

In a sense, this is also a success in holding the thigh.

He has entered the opponent's eyes and has been taken seriously.

Under such circumstances, Allen naturally did not hesitate to inform his own people some of the situation.

Webster is one of them.

So, he knows exactly what Allen is going to do now.

Based on this super-large magic circle, it penetrates the barriers of infinite space and arrives at the place that was once [sacred] shining light.

Then, open the door and take the opponent over.

But this is simple to say, but difficult to do.

The foundation of space shuttle has always been a beacon.

But what really works is the [channel] built by the magic circle.

Just as roads and bridges have load-bearing limits and life-span limits, so too does the [passage] of space shuttles.

If there were too many people in the past, which caused an excessive impact, it is very likely that they will not be able to come back.

This is not a delusion of worrying too much, but a speculation with a real basis.

After all, no matter how you say this magic circle, it is also a quick project built by a group of extraordinary people who are not masters of [the magic circle] at all, and even have only one or two experts.

It's a blessing to be able to use it. When will it collapse? It's a fate.

But Allen can't demand more now, after all, he really doesn't have much time now.

Seeing Alan's firm eyes, Webster didn't say much, and gave the final order to open.

The next moment, above the huge array, the lines that were dense and complicated, like capillaries, spread over the entire array, suddenly began to light up.

The radiant and holy, as if the purest liquid condensed by the holy light, flows slowly in it.

It seems that the blood is beginning to rush, and it seems that the branches and vines are beginning to spread, and there is a surging vigor.

It was as if the neon lights in the downtown were lit up for the first time when the night came, and the brilliant white-gold metal torrent began to spread, lightening up this huge array little by little.

But this speed is not slow, it can even be said that it is very fast.

In just a moment, the magic circle has been outlined, completing the initial and most important energy filling.

During this process, Webster, Walsh and others were all staring at the circle intensively, observing the movement of energy.

Although they are basically certain that there is no problem with this circle.

But after all, it was the first time to do this kind of thing, and to build the circle at a speed that exceeded the normal silver limit, it was inevitable that he was a little worried.

However, Webster and the others couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when the magic circle was fully activated.

But in the blink of an eye, they became nervous again and looked at Allen.

"Go ahead."

Allen nodded, took a step forward, and appeared on the battlefield.

When the voice fell, the sacred white light rose up into the sky, like a golden hoop standing on top of the earth, and a hole was forced out abruptly.

And the [City of Hope] the layer above the head guarding the holy city and isolating the evil from the outside world, the protective light curtain, as if it did not exist at all, did not act as a barrier at all.

There was even no fluctuation at all.

No, there are.

Allen suddenly noticed that the light curtain, which seemed to be unobstructed at all, also began to show faint ripples like a breeze across the lake.

It was not until this time that Webster and others and Allen suddenly understood.

It turned out that the magic circle they built was not an isolated and unrelied existence.

It seems that it can be connected with the [Holy City Array] that shelters the vast area, so as to obtain a certain amount of help.

Tick!

With a clear sound, the broken hearts of everyone in [Holy City] suddenly sounded.

It seemed as if the raindrops on the cornice were falling on the puddles, and the sound was clear and crisp, with a faint aftertaste.

Then, the beam of light that pierced the sky suddenly began to collapse.

No, it can't be said to be returning to the couch, but the height is compressed and the width is expanded.

It is like that a cylindrical aggregate is first compressed by the same volume and becomes low.

Then cut it and cut it into a huge rectangle.

The rectangle made up of the purest light shines, brilliant, but it looks a little thin.

It was as if, apart from this basic tone, there was no other magic.

But ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ this idea was in the minds of everyone present, but it appeared for a while, before it had time to arouse doubts, it disappeared.

There is a change in the empty picture that seems to have no signal on the TV.

First it was distorted and then blurred, as if looking at the outside world through the undissipated mist on the window in winter.

After a few more breaths, the blurry scene began to become clear at an astonishing speed.

The withered grass and trees, the ferocious branches, seem to have experienced the scorched earth devastated by war...

Everything, like an ancient painting with dust wiped off, appeared in front of Alan.

Its cold and indifferent tone reveals the deepest breath of death.

It originated from the true state of nature exposed to the [evil] after darkness fell for thousands of years.

However, Allen just took a deep breath.

Then, he stepped out and disappeared into the light and shadow.