Chapter 1518 1519: The Last Madness

After picking up a group of students from the prison, Aslan went to meet the three staff members of St. Paul's Temple.

"Amuro, why are you here?"

St. Bernard asked in surprise.

Aslan shook his head with a wry smile.

"There are more than 30 petitioners in the Omniscient Church, and the Restoration Army can't stop it at all. It's only a matter of time before they fall completely."

Needless to say, St. Bernard also understood the meaning of Aslan's words.

This is coming to the Melox Empire to find a chance of life.

St. Paul asked calmly: "What are we going to do next?"

He was not sentimental, and now he only wanted to go back to Chester and guard the last days of the Holy Mass Cathedral.

Aslan said: "After you go back, try to hold back the Church's attack as much as possible, and I will definitely bring reinforcements back."

St. Bernard nodded heavily. Today, he doesn't know whether the choice he made is right or wrong.

Vince Carter remained silent, he would not make another choice, the worst would be deprivation of his divine power, he was very disappointed with the current Omniscient Church.

Early the next morning, St. Bernard bid farewell to Aslan with the captured aviation mages and mentor-level officers.

There are more than one hundred people, and these people can be regarded as the elite of the Republic.

"Be careful in everything. After Ella leaves, the Republic cannot do without you."

After St. Bernard finished speaking, he turned and left.

He didn't want to hear any answer from Amuro, he worried that after going back this time, Chester would change completely, and Amuro's name would become history together with President Ella.

Inscribed on the monument in Chester Square, it will always be remembered by the people of Chill.

After sending people away, the heaviness on Aslan's face instantly disappeared without a trace.

Gena Rido scolded with a smile: "It's a pity that you don't want to be the actor."

As Gwennaville's movie series began to be put on the market, and with the popularity of the series and movies, many actors became popular. Gwennaville also held several film festivals, Melox Awards, Naville's Palme d'Or, Medea's Golden Lion.

Needless to say the first two, the final Medea Golden Lion Award was set up by Queen Medea herself, mainly because during her pregnancy, she started watching dramas when she was bored. She was very interested in movies and serials. After two successful film festivals, Weir hosted one.

In these three film festivals, the highest award is also known as the actor and actress.

Aslan said unhappily: "What's so good about being that, if you want to be drunk by Medea and get stuck dozens of times."

In addition to holding film festivals, Medea also makes films and serials by herself. As a result, most of the films produced are bad films, which seriously damages the authority of the three major awards. , will be dragged by Queen Medea to film for free.

I don't want to take pictures, so I will throw it into the Merrow River tomorrow to feed the fish.

How dare you refuse the invitation of the Empress of the Empire.

Genarido couldn't help laughing.

At this point, it is very Medea style.

Compared with the wanton laughter of the brothers Gennarido and Aslan.

Unprecedented large-scale fighting broke out in the Dwyane area.

Millions of troops from both sides are fighting on the plain, and many soldiers have become entangled. There is me in you, and you in me.

On the contrary, the petitioner did not dare to do anything randomly, because he could hit his own soldiers if he was not careful.

Seeing this scene, the young Duke Soros also breathed a sigh of relief. This is the effect he has always wanted to create, and the advantages of the petitioner are revealed for a while.

"The time is right, let the artillery unit prepare. After this battle, there will be no Republic artillery."

Duke Soros Jr. gave the order decisively.

All the master-level powerhouses in the headquarters nodded silently, and began to check the weapons on their bodies. After so long, the final battle was finally about to take place.

With the final roar of the artillery of the Restoration Army, the shells accurately fell on the battlefield, the area with the most skitarii, and instantly blew up the skitarii soldiers.

The artillery fire of the National Restoration Army stunned Feng Peixi, causing him to be suspicious for a while, worrying that it was an ambush by the National Restoration Army.

However, when he heard that a certain infantry regiment was wiped out by the formation, he decisively ordered the petitioners to attack, destroying all the artillery of the Restoration Army, and allowed the artillery of the Restoration Army to continue to show off. The loss of the Skitarii was too great Well, even if the Qier Republic is captured, there will not be enough troops to maintain order.

The petitioners rushed to the artillery position of the Restoration Army. There were thousands of cannons on the position, but there was no artillery on the position, only a group of magic puppets who kept loading shells, but pulled the matchlock.

When Feng Peixi saw this scene, his pupils shrank slightly. He immediately felt that something was wrong, but then shook his head. He didn't believe that there was a trap here that could destroy more than 30 petitioners at the same time.

Because he didn't feel any magic fluctuations from the beginning to the end.

More than 30 petitioners attacked at the same time, destroying the entire artillery position with just one move.

The next moment, the entire artillery position suddenly lit up, and the ground trembled.

Rumble!

The soldiers of the two armies who were fighting on the battlefield were shocked by the sudden explosion.

The smoke from the explosion shot straight into the sky, like a waterfall of mud, before finally bursting into a mushroom cloud in the sky.

Feng Peixi looked at everything in front of her in horror.

"Cher!"

Nibelung hurriedly called out, "Old Ancestor, what happened?"

"Notify all the great mentor-level powerhouses to join the battle."

After Feng Peixi finished speaking, she took the lead and flew towards the direction of the explosion.

This time the explosion was made by Avril with the help of single-base gunpowder and some magical liquefied gases. The biggest effect is that there is no precursor to the explosion, and even a master-level powerhouse cannot detect it.

This works best for units like petitioners that require remote control.

The petitioner has no crisis warning, and the manipulator is far away in the explosion circle, so naturally he cannot realize the big crisis here.

When Feng Peixi arrived, he could clearly feel that the remaining petitioners were being killed.

That's right, it's a point kill. Every time a beam of light hits, a petitioner will fall and dissipate.

Feng Peixi raised his hands at the same time, and he decided to put all his eggs in one basket.

Fuse all the energies of the remaining petitioners together, and finally become three great mentor-level late-stage petitioners who consume more than half of their energy.

"finally come."

Duke Soros Jr. handed over the command to Brook.

"Next, you try your best to inflict heavy damage on the Skitarii. As for the killing of the Great Mentor-level powerhouse, you don't care about it. Even if we all fall, you don't care about it. You just need to fight with all your strength."

Brook took over the command, nodded silently and left.

Little Duke Soros knew that only Brook in Chester would fully implement such a death order, and the others would not obey his orders at all.