The remaining flames of Dawson's body were extinguished. He stood up in the air, slowly turned around, and faced the Bailing Legion hundreds of meters away.
The tuxedo-style seat uniform that Dawson was wearing was still clean and smooth, as if the previous series of battles had not left a rip or even a wrinkle in his clothes. He just stood there in the air like a majestic and motionless mountain. His dark and deep eyes were calm and calm, but they brought unspeakable despair and pressure to all the soldiers of the Bailing Legion.
The two ancient dragons and the leader of the black elf attacked the enemy, but it turned out that they were so cruel that they were all defeated without causing any damage to the enemy's clothes!
"Soldiers of the Bailing Legion, I am the first envoy of the Silver Sand Desert. All our commanders have been killed, and there is no one left to lead us safely back to the Forest of Bailing. I, by the name of Therian Dawson, It is hereby announced that the 500 soldiers who return to the Silver Sand Desert first can join Lord Throne's command, and the 3,000 soldiers who return later can obtain the status of officially established soldiers. Those who are unwilling to surrender will be killed without mercy."
Dawson's clear voice was like waves rising from the deep sea, spreading to the entire east of the sky and reaching the ears of every soldier in the Bailing Legion. Just a few seconds later, he could feel the "aura of losers" emanating from the heads of countless soldiers.
It was clear that the number of people on both sides was less than 10,000, but the side with the numerical advantage could hardly have any illusions about using the human sea tactic to defeat the powerful enemy.
Selian Dawson's identity as the first envoy east of the throne, which is indistinguishable from Lord Tianwei, is very similar to what they have seen with their own eyes, the perfect posture of winning the victory unscathed with the combat power of one against three envoys. , are like heavy lead clouds pressing hard on their hearts, making them gasp for air.
No one doubts whether Dawson's "Kill without mercy" is true or not, so they will not hesitate to betray their homeland and the Lord of the Tenth Throne, and in turn join the Lord of the Tenth Throne, the Lords of the Thrones, and the enemies of the Forest of Lark. !
When the Bailing Army's morale was wavering, Lieutenant General Green Lion glanced at the surrounding scene, looked at the sparsely populated Huole Army, and gritted his teeth with difficulty.
It puffed up its chest and stood up suddenly, but there was a figure who was half a second faster than it.
"Absolutely ridiculous!"
A powerful roar was as powerful as Dawson's sound transmission. All the eyes of the Bailing Legion turned to the source of the sound. The person yelling was a middle-aged man with a strong physique. If not them, he was the former leader of the Shapeshifting Beast Clan!
"The noble warriors who were born in the Forest of Lark are all proud, and they must never bow to the evil invaders who invaded the Tenth Throne Master and his hometown! Selian Dawson, right? I said wildly that all the leaders of the Lark Legion were killed. That old man, Abel Lynch, let me see who is walking around there!"
The roar of Abel Lynch, the former leader of the Shapeshifting Beast Tribe, awakened the sagging morale of the soldiers in Zaiwan. He straightened his back and stood proudly at the forefront of the Lark Legion. With his old and strong body, he was willing to bear the danger and became the original hero and leader of the Lark Legion. He even retrieved the treasure from Louisa Lynch who was most likely to be dead. The name "Lynch" originally belonged to him.
Not all the leaders of the Bailing Legion were killed. There was Abel Lynch there, and Master Tianwei and Zhu Huolong who were chasing the enemy far away had not returned.
The Bailing Legion did not lose!
The green lion lieutenant also spread his wings and flew to the diagonal back of Abel Lynch. Its lion eyes burst out with a burning desire for revenge, and the blue-purple flames emanating from its body increased the surrounding temperature. Baidu .
Dawson's face was very calm. If just now 50% of the soldiers of the Bailing Legion had the "breath of defeat" floating over their heads, then there are almost no soldiers who are thinking about surrender now. Abel Lynch used his strength and prestige and the courage to stand up and face the first envoy from a foreign land at the critical moment to calm the hearts of countless soldiers who began to waver. Now he has to face the Bailing Legion who are united in military and mental unity.
"Mei Jing Department, I will ask us again - after excluding our new leader." Dawson said calmly.
Abel Lynch snorted coldly, and while taking a step forward, he unleashed a powerful and deep measurable wave without any reservation. Dawson, who was high in the east, also took a step towards the Bailing Legion; his ordinary step, his momentum moved towards the Bailing Legion like an invisible sea!
The momentum of both sides on the battlefield was no longer tense. However, no one expected that a simple and majestic bell would sound from a thousand kilometers away at the east quarter, resounding throughout the world east of the red arc of the sky.
Abel Lynch and Lieutenant General Green Lion looked at the distant place where the bell sounded at the same time. Even Dawson, who had no emotions during the fierce battle, could not avoid his pupils shrinking and his eyes shifting when he heard the bell. .
The sound of the bell ends with the "Apocalypse Order" and the original bell is announced by the throne. It is related to the changes in the seats of the thirteen thrones of the Apocalypse Abyss. Due to the special nature of the Apocalypse Order, it will be directly communicated to those in the territory of the Apocalypse Abyss, making all the beings belonging to the territory of the Apocalypse Abyss aware.
"Who won?"
The only thought left in Dawson's mind was that of Dong. Abel Lynch, Lieutenant General of the Green Lion, or even the ten thousand soldiers of the Bailing Legion.
At the same time, Lois and Tianwei Gulong, who were hundreds of kilometers away, also launched a life-or-death battle. Now Lois's right side is seriously injured, she has lost a right leg, and her right eye is burnt and blurred; the hem of her gorgeous red dress is torn in pieces, especially the right side is in a state of ruin, and the torn part of the dress is exposed. There is not an inch of skin that is not smooth and intact.
The Tianwei Ancient Dragon's appearance was no less miserable than Lois's. The left half of its body changed from the body of the Dark Jing Dragon back to the naked and scaleless body of the Ancient Dragon of Heavenly Power; the pores all over its body were covered with blood, washing it into a complete "blood stream". dragon".
After all, the capacity of the Dark Jade Dragon Jade was not perfectly "grafted" into the Ancient Tianwei Dragon. After the Ancient Tianwei Dragon was seriously injured and its astonishing capacity reserves were overdrawn at once, the Ancient Tianwei Dragon suddenly degenerated back to that state. The two different postures of half Mingjing and half Tianwei ancient dragon. The amount of dragon jade outside its body flows disorderly and chaotically, destroying the tissues outside its body all the time, and the situation is much closer to a horrific death than Lois' half-body disability.
When the simple and majestic bells rang around them, both of them stopped thinking about the forcible operation outside their bodies, and pricked up their ears with anticipation and fear, for fear of missing every word of the original decree announcing the apocalypse.
"Kazan..."
"Lord Nergal..."
In the center of the silver sand desert, the Canghong Palace is peacefully walking here.
Outside the side hall room where the injured were placed in Canghong Palace. There was silence in the room with the flawless snow-red walls, and the huge windows opened to the outside for ventilation. As soon as the wind blew in, the light blue curtains began to sway slightly.
Harvey was wrapped in a lot of bandages and was lying on the big bed that could accommodate his little giant body. His eyes were closed, but he was actually awake.
Wu Qi slept on a bed next to Harvey. At that time, Wu Qi's eyelashes, who had been unconscious for a long time, finally trembled. Immediately, Wu Qi opened his long-closed eyes, and there seemed to be a tired spiral in his dark eyes.
Wu Qi's beautiful dark eyes still retain the most important aura and look. Although the vitality outside his body is now like a big tree with a hollow trunk and a bald crown, he is fortunate in his misfortune that he only has as much energy left in his brain as a puddle, and he will not be reduced to the point of becoming a red idiot. .
Wu Qidong opened his thirsty and chapped lips consciously. He didn't know where he woke up when he heard Harvey's voice lying beside him.
"Have a good rest and don't move around."
The familiar voice and smell made Wu Qi feel a little safer than nothing. He turned his head slightly and saw Harvey lying on the other bed, almost all covered with bandages.
Xianqun Xingwei was also seriously injured in the battle against the Bailing Legion. Harvey, like him, is not dead.
"Lord Harvey, did you get your injury from someone in the battle?" Wu Qi tested his good vocal cords and suddenly remembered something and asked.
Wu Qi remembered the back of Fu Xue Lynx.
Harvey didn't hide anything. He told the truth: "It's the envoy of the Ice Curse of the Bailing Legion. She personally acted as a spy and sneaked into the Silver Sand Desert to find the snow lynx kept in captivity by their hunter team."
"Ice Curse Envoy..."
The suspicion that the Snow Lynx was a spy turned out to be true, but Wu Qiruming didn't have any extra thoughts. He lamented that the information about the "Ice Curse Envoy's Outing" obtained by sneaking into the Land of Ice Curse to investigate actually spanned thousands of kilometers and was initially misreported by the Snow Lynx of the Hunter Team.
"The Ice Curse Seat is her?"
"Dead. He kissed the legs."
"Um."
After ending the topic about the Ice Curse Envoy, Wu Qi's attention spread to himself. He mobilized his atavistic power to sense his body outside his body, and he felt that it was "too horrible to look at."
If it weren't for the zombie virus controlling that body, that dilapidated body would have died long ago.
In addition to sensing the dilapidation of his body, Wu Qi was also aware of the special measurable aura fragments remaining in the gaps between his texture and bones.
Those measurable breaths are no stranger to Wu Qi, they are breaths that can be "ghostly". Adding to the memory that Wu Qi tried his best to recall before coma, he basically confirmed that he had indeed used the "ghost transformation" before he comatose, which would burn life until death if used once.
Needless to say, the "ghost-like" strange seeds must have been secretly planted by that guy Kazan, or else at the critical moment when the war broke out, he could burn his life and die together with the powerful enemy. If you're lucky, you might be able to replace an enemy envoy.
Wu Qi remained silent and did not sigh. First of all, the poor condition of his body did not allow him to regenerate quickly. Moreover, he wanted to know how far the war had progressed and whether there was any truth.
While Wu Qi was thinking, a long and simple bell rang in the sky outside the Canghong Palace.
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