Battle Angel: "Military advisor, be careful, it might be a plot by the people of Barcelona. Why are there two women coming at this time..."
Brook reminded.
"It's okay, I'm already prepared."
Old Aryang summoned lightly, and two magic puppets dressed in uniforms of ordinary soldiers appeared beside them. When the magic puppets didn't burst out of breath, they looked even weaker than ordinary soldiers.
With their protection, unless it was a sneak attack by a demigod-level powerhouse, it would be difficult to hurt Old Aryang and the others.
After a while, two girls with thick blood stains on their bodies were brought up.
Obviously, the two girls couldn't hide the fear and nervousness in their eyes. When they saw the soldiers with sharp swords and guns, they still couldn't help trembling. If it wasn't for the promise they made to the young general in their hearts, I'm afraid they wouldn't have the courage to appear in front of them. here.
From the very first moment they saw them, Old Aryang, Best and the others were absolutely certain that these two girls were definitely not spies from Barcelona.
In addition to the appearance of the people of Zenit, the expression in the eyes cannot be shown by even a shrewd spy.
"My lord, I have important information to report, we want to see His Majesty King Chambord..."
The two girls shivered and stood together holding hands. Their bodies were covered in blood, and they looked extremely horrifying. One of them mustered up his courage and said.
"This is Lord Military Advisor of the Kingdom, and Lord Prime Minister Best and Brooke. If you have any information, you can tell the three adults."
Several saint fighters are still vigilantly guarding in front of the three giants.
One of the black-haired girls knelt on the ground, and intermittently spoke out what happened to the two of them, as well as the information Piazon had ordered.
"What? People from the Holy See are also involved?"
Everyone changed color.
No wonder the Barcelona people made a full-strength attack posture. It turned out that they had received such strong support. It was also at this moment that everyone figured it out-the Holy See could not dispatch twenty or thirty demigod-level powerhouses to deal with it. The demigod-level magic puppet of Chambord City, so tonight, there is a good chance that the legendary battle angel will appear.
"Master Piazon, what else did you say?"
Old Aryan asked patiently.
The two girls shook their heads blankly.
One of them suddenly thought of something, and said eagerly: "Master Military Advisor, Mr. Prime Minister, I beg you to save Mr. Piazon. He did not really betray the empire. He is a good man, and he is very dangerous in the camp of the Barcelona people."
"Don't worry, we will definitely bring Piazon out of the tiger's den. He is Zenit's hero and a true warrior."
Best was the most soft-hearted, nodding his head in reassurance.
"Take the two girls down to clean up and settle down."
Old Aryang could see clearly that the two girls seemed to be seriously injured. They were covered in plasma and even their hair was blood-red. In fact, they were just drenched in blood, and they were not seriously injured. That Piasson really It was very clever and cautious, and in this way, sent people to Chambord City.
"yes."
A soldier led two girls down the city wall.
"Military division, people from the Holy See have appeared, what should we do?"
Everyone's eyes focused on old Aryang.
"Haha, it doesn't matter, they have their hole cards, and we also have our ultimate moves. We are about to see whether his Holy See's battle angel is the best, or my magic secret gold puppet in Chambord City is the king. It's time to show our strength. "
Old Aryang laughed out loud, full of pride.
Everyone was inspired by these words.
"However, we still need to make some preparations, and order the civilians in the old city to evacuate to the city of the sky, and send all the new refugees to the Alanian Empire and the Anzhi Empire. Hurry up, in the old city, There must be no surprise force left behind in the army. Piazon's message is timely, and we cannot afford to leave behind."
In less than half an hour, dozens of portals had sent all the tens of thousands of refugees above the city wall into the city.
On the opposite side, the Barcelona man's magical long-range attack returned in vain, and finally gradually stopped.
In the distance, torches were densely lit up, and magical lights rose into the sky one by one, illuminating both sides of the Zuli River like daylight. The puppet army from the puppet regime of the four princes was once again arranged in a forward formation, slowly moving towards the Zuli River. Li Jiang approached, and behind him was the elite army of Barcelona people, densely packed like a cloud of devils from hell.
Sixteen or seven figures soared into the sky, releasing a powerful aura.
They are all extremely powerful.
The first two.
One is Busquez, the commander of the Barcelona army.
The other person has white beard and hair, wearing a silver-white divine robe, holding a pure gold staff with four rings and twelve knots in his hand. He looks arrogant and looks down like a god. He is obviously a senior priest from the Holy See. .
Behind the two, apart from the 'old friends' of the Zenit people such as Mascherano, Alves and Pedro, the other dozen people are priests in scarlet robes.
boom!
The priest in the silver robe waved the pure gold staff, and tapped the tip of the staff.
A terrifying silver-white beam of holy power turned into a spear of judgment and bombarded the protective magic hood of Chambord City with a destructive aura.
It turned out to be an instant [Spear of Judgment], the strength of this old man was at least at the peak level of the mid-level demigod.
The beam of light and the magic shield collided fiercely.
The earth shook violently in an instant.
The orange magic shield trembled violently, but it firmly guarded the city wall below, showing no signs of breaking.
The silver-robed priest nodded, and said thoughtfully: "It is indeed a god-level protective shield that can withstand a blow from me. The Chambords must have obtained an extremely remarkable relic of gods and demons. There is no need to waste time. We Go all out, destroy this city as soon as possible, slaughter all the Shambords, and go to the ruins of gods and demons is the business."
This person spoke coldly and slaughtered cities at every turn, but he didn't have the slightest compassion as a god teacher.
Busquez nodded: "It's exactly what I want, please ask Gianni Infantino to invite the battle angel."
The silver-robed priest Infantino nodded, raised the pure gold scepter above his head with his right hand, and chanted a spell.
The voice sounded like rolling thunder, vibrating in the sky, like the battle song of the Holy Spirit in the Grand Canyon, full of holiness, luxury, majesty and arrogance.
A huge silver cross composed of silver holy power shot out from the head of the pure gold scepter, hovering between the sky and the earth.
Behind him are eleven demigod-level divine masters, whose figures are flickering, frozen in the void according to a certain direction, and guarding Infantino, each chanting spells of different frequencies at the same time, as if calling for a sleeping god. , One sound wave after another is superimposed and combined together, releasing a strange and sophistical power, which diffuses in the sky.
Directly above the cross, a silver vortex tore apart the black night sky and gradually appeared.
This is an interdimensional portal.
A stream of holy breaths flowed out from the portal.
Then, the silver light flickered, and a figure of a female warrior with an exquisite figure and a bumpy body covered in pure white battle armor slowly came out from the portal. She had a beautiful appearance, but her facial expression was stiff, and she did not seem to be alive. Wisdom, holding a silver lightsaber in his hand, a pair of huge white wings that stretched for a hundred meters stretched out from behind, and a destructive aura raged along with it.
Battle Angel!