The new empire.
Western Front.
Under the gloomy sky, tens of millions of troops were fighting on the vast land.
Amidst the hail of bullets, there was a violent roaring explosion.
The ground shook.
The huge flesh-and-blood monster like a high-rise building squirmed forward under the gunfire. With one slap, it flattened the steel barrier carefully crafted by the Empire's workshop, and the Imperial soldiers inside were directly squeezed into blood and flesh.
Countless bone chariots ran rampant, and the sharp and ferocious bone spurs and spears tore into pieces the bodies of the imperial soldiers, leaving only stumps and broken arms on the ground.
There are also various deformed corpse puppets crawling on the ground like spiders at extremely fast speeds. Even well-trained imperial troops cannot shoot them in a short time.
These monsters created by rituals greatly shocked the Imperial Army's knowledge. Even if they were severely injured, they could recover and heal by devouring corpses on the battlefield.
If the Imperial Army had not possessed various sophisticated black technology weapons, it would have been difficult to withstand the Beelzebub Kingdom's attack.
There are also many undead strangers appearing in every corner of the battlefield. They have joined both camps. Their numbers are huge, their extraordinary power spreads wantonly, and the white light symbolizing death rises one after another.
The empire is being attacked by three major affiliated kingdoms at the same time. The four most powerful kingdoms in the Sun Continent are all taking action.
Killing and chaos are boiling, and people are dying on the battlefield every second.
However, in the other world that neither army can see, the battle at a higher level also continues.
Spirit world.
The Wandering Knights led by Fairclough, consisting of a demigod, six saints, and nearly a hundred elite medium-sequence extraordinary beings, are fighting against the Imperial Inquisition.
The First Judge, Biondini, transformed into a goat-headed monster and fought fiercely with Fairclough and another Petal Knight, one against two without losing.
McCallion and other five presiding judges each have their opponents.
The mythical power of various paths causes the spiritual world to tremble endlessly.
Often high-level battles determine the direction of the war.
Once one side loses, then on the battlefield in this world, the situation belonging to that side will decline rapidly, and even become one-sided.
After all, if those in high positions can free their hands, ordinary armies will be unable to resist.
Neither side wants to see this happen.
boom! !
Biondini tightly wrapped his arms around a huge skeleton that was half a head shorter, and used his back to resist Fairclough's bone blade slash. The white hair was cut open, and thick golden blood flowed out from the wound. Spurting out blazing flames.
"die!"
Biondini roared.
He showed the style of the first presiding judge, and actually broke the enemy's body into pieces, and the terrifying high-temperature flames continued to burn the opponent.
"Ah! Ahhh!!"
This sequence four petal knight howled in the mythical flames.
Next to him, on a mountain of flesh, Fairclaw's twisted facial features showed anger. His "abdomen" opened, revealing hundreds of bones and teeth, and devoured Biondini's left arm in one bite.
Gala la...
A scalp-numbing snapping sound was heard, and Biondini lost an arm, but he also succeeded in incinerating the Petal Knight in front of him, and hit Fairclough's head with another backhand punch.
In the brutal fighting, both sides shed the blood of myth and retreated.
"Lord Biondini!"
Several presiding judges were shocked.
"The Empire is Immortal!!"
Biondini's mouth and nose were bleeding and he roared angrily.
He rushed forward again and fought with the huge mountain of meat more than ten meters high.
Boom! Boom! !
Between his fists and feet, terrifying shock waves spread out, and incandescent flames fell like rain, spreading for several kilometers, leaving no grass on the spiritual world, leaving only pitch-black scorched earth.
The smoke spread, the surrounding temperature quickly climbed to hundreds of degrees, and the space was constantly distorted, making it suffocating.
But at this critical moment.
The dozen or so high-ranking people present were suddenly startled, and a strong sense of danger emerged in their hearts.
They suddenly stopped and retreated a distance in tacit agreement.
While being wary of the other party, he turned his head and looked into the distance.
rustle……
I saw a tall figure walking slowly through the scorched earth, bathed in the high-temperature mist surrounding it.
Until the figure approaches.
Surrounded by many giant mythical creatures, a tiny figure with a black hat and black clothes and a white cane was revealed.
But the expressions of all the high-ranking people present changed drastically, without exception.
"The King of Blue Clothes..."
The first judge, Biondini, looked solemn and said in a deep voice.
"Who allowed you to make such a big noise in the spiritual world?"
The gentleman in black hat looked forward and said calmly.
Biondini took a deep breath.
"Sorry, Your Majesty, we will evacuate now."
Although he, as the first judge, represented the face of the empire, Biondini did not dare to make a mistake in front of this ruthless man.
The other party was a terrifying existence that single-handedly slaughtered the Judgment Group and the Seven Gods Church coalition forces. Together with the remaining presiding judges, I am afraid that they are far from their opponents.
Biondini was shocked and even nervous about the sudden arrival of the King of Blue Clothes. He did not want to conflict with him. The most important thing at the moment was to preserve as much strength as possible and win the war for the empire.
As for the terrifying enemy, the King of Blue Clothes, Biondini planned to surrender first and then make long-term plans.
"Your Majesty, the King of Blue Clothes, we implore you to help us."
At this time, Fairclough, the leader of the Wandering Knights, said respectfully.
"If you can help us suppress the Imperial Tribunal, and the Beelzebub Kingdom unifies the continent in the future, you will definitely have a place among the Righteous Gods! The church that believes in you will also become the new Righteous God Church!"
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of everyone on the Imperial Judgment Team changed drastically.
The seat of the Righteous God is so attractive to those in high positions!
Because this means a stable anchor and reason, and no demigod or even angel will refuse!
"A very good proposal."
A smile appeared on Chen Lun's face.
Fairclough and others were delighted.
If the Beelzebub Kingdom can get the help of the King of Blue Clothes, it will be a powerful supplement at a high level... It can even be said that the Beelzebub Kingdom has already won half of this epic war that affects the entire continent. !
But the next second.
Chen Lun's smile turned a little cold, and he whispered:
"Too bad I'm not interested."
Fairclough's expression froze.
The high-ranking people present were shocked to find that a dark infinity symbol suddenly appeared on Fairclough's chest.
Tsk tsk tsk!
Countless invisible strings radiated in all directions, and endless fine vibratos came from the ears.
Fairclough, who had revealed the form of a mythical creature, was cut into countless parts at this moment. The most powerful resilience of the flesh and blood path was vulnerable to silk strings, and its activity was wiped out, and it could no longer heal.
"Ahh——"
The mountain of meat collapsed, and some broken mouths opened and closed and howled.
"run!!"
roared Biondini.
No one in high positions on both sides dared to face the King of Cang Yi directly.
The first thought that came to their mind was to escape for their lives!
"Don't even think about leaving."
Chen Lun said lightly.
boom! !
His figure disappeared instantly.
Immediately, a huge figure in pale robes suddenly appeared in mid-air, holding an ivory-white carved cross sword in his left hand, his right arm wrapped around a white phosphorus snake, a halo behind his head, and three cards floating on his shoulders.
The members of the Wandering Knights tried to leave the spirit world, but were horrified to find that they could not escape. The surrounding space was like an invisible solid wall that could not be touched or broken. Everyone was sealed here.
bass--
Boom boom boom! !
The white curtain of sword shadows swept across, and the five petal knights, without exception, were wiped out of existence on the spot, and they could not die anymore.
Fairclough, who was shattered into a pile of mud on the ground, was dying. In the pile of broken pieces, several eyeballs were covered with bloodshot eyes, and his broken mouth screamed in unison:
"Madman! You are really a madman! The empire hates you so much that you dare to take action against us now... People who betray their relatives will eventually be cast aside by this world! Ah! Ahhh!!"
Countless pale crystals spread from the ground, climbed onto the surface of the meat, and soon engulfed Fairclough.
Boom! !
The big white phosphorous snake landed with a crash, its huge and long body snaking past, directly crushing the mid-sequence extraordinary person of the Wandering Knights.
The expressions of the imperial judges changed several times.
"Everyone, it seems that the King of Blue Clothes is not planning to let us go... let's fight to the death, but please always remember that the empire is immortal!"
The first judge, Biondini, took a deep breath and said in a deep voice.
"The Empire is Immortal."
The presiding judges' faces gradually became firmer, their eyes fearless, and they each shouted slogans and missions to defend.
"King of Cang Yi, come and fight me!"
Biondini exerted the sequence ability of [Bright Lamp] with all his strength, and his whole body burned like an incandescent torch, leaving only the dazzling outline of the sheep-headed body.
He held a golden halberd made of mythical fire in both hands, jumped up suddenly, and struck down towards the figure in blue clothes.
At first glance, the body shapes of the two sides are very different.
The burning sheep-headed monster looked like a child in front of the King of Blue Clothes.
bass--
The huge carved cross sword fell diagonally.
In just the blink of an eye, like a pale torrent rushing down, the small flames quietly extinguished, and there was no trace of Biondini ever again.
The first judge of the Imperial Tribunal died!
"Crazy...The King of Blue Clothes is completely crazy..."
Among the remaining presiding judges, a middle-aged woman looked up at the terrifying behemoth and murmured.
bass! !
The cross sword fell again.
Huge canyon-like ravines opened in the spiritual world.
Including the female presiding judge, a total of four presiding judges all died tragically. Only McColin survived and stayed in place.
Until the King of Blue Clothes withdrew his cross sword and left quietly, he still stood there, staring blankly at the crumbling earth in the spiritual world, and the space cracks that spanned dozens of kilometers in the sky cut out by those swords!
McCallion opened his mouth.
He didn't expect that Jack Spate would let him go.
Perhaps because of the friendship he had in the past, he managed to survive, but McColin was in pain, and he would rather be wiped out by the opponent's sword.
thump!
Judge McCallion fell to his knees and let out an indistinguishable low roar from his throat. He was the only one left in the silent spiritual world...
Chapter 2 comes later;
I have been in a very bad state these past few days, please forgive me;
(End of chapter)
