Chapter 658 Let’s Fight to the Death! Her Royal Highness the Saint

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The Son of Darkness spoke impassionedly and seriously, and he almost believed it himself.

But in fact, his mouth was filled with bitterness, and his heart was full of sorrow.

I thought to myself, this Holy Son's life is so miserable. The Son of Flame, who I didn't pay much attention to before, has made this Holy Son miserable this time. How can he cause trouble so much?

This is a holy war. The fight started right away, and there is no sign of stopping. Now I am still 50 points behind, and it feels like there is no hope of going back to advance. What should I do?

"Very good, Stuart, you finally look like a dark saint. After taking over this saint, I will let you be the pioneer and show the greatness of our dark power."

Dark Saint Catherine nodded with appreciation, and even the sheep-headed demon king Bafumie behind her roared a few times, as if to affirm the Dark Son's fighting spirit.

But after hearing this, the Holy Son of Darkness felt dizzy, shaking, and almost couldn't hold back his tears.

I had no food or water. I had to fight for three days and three nights, and I lost a lot of weight. Originally, there were a few nomadic Tuareg people nearby who could exchange some tents and supplies. Now those nomadic people They were all scared away.

Let alone food, you can't even find a drop of water. Do you want to be a pioneer in this state? Doesn't this cost your own life?

"Sister Saint, you are so good to me." The Holy Son of Darkness clenched his fists and raised his head to the sky, "This time, I, I will definitely lead the charge and kill those hypocritical light believers and never back down! "

This fearless and tragic spirit even moved the Holy Son of Darkness himself. Under this exaggeration, many dark believers around him became full of loyalty and echoed.

"Kill those bright pigs!"

"Follow the Holy Son for a while!"

"Long live the darkness!"

The Holy See of Light was originally their mortal enemy, and besides, the Holy Son of Darkness was accompanying them in the charge, so what was there to be afraid of?

For a time, wolf howls and strange roars occurred one after another in the camp of the Dark Council, and the originally low morale finally improved somewhat.

Suddenly, at this moment, a series of beeps came from the watches on the hands of many members of the Dark Council.

Although the sound was small, it sounded clear and loud to the ears of the members of the Dark Council, and it spread throughout the entire camp in an instant.

The Holy Son of Darkness, who had been grieving alone just now, suddenly felt a thump in his heart, his face turned livid, and his eyes were full of fear.

Gabriel, who was still piecing together the skeleton soldiers, trembled all over after hearing the sound, and even the bones he was holding fell to the ground.

For a moment, the entire camp became quiet.

The air was filled with a serious atmosphere, and there was only one sound around, a clear and abrupt warning sound that lasted for a long time.

The "resurrection" of the players has been refreshed!

Katherina suddenly stood up from her seat, her eyes swept around, "Everyone, follow me!"

"For those members whose points have not been refreshed, please go to the battlefield and wait for me. They can refresh at any time and fight at any time. If you defeat any dark member of the Light Cult, I will reward him with meat!"

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The endless desert, as far as the eye can see.

It was drab yellow everywhere, not even a tree.

The wind was so strong that the yellow sand rolled up Laogao, like a column of smoke rising from the ground, spinning and running on the sand.

At both ends of this desolate and lonely sandy plain, two silent and desolate teams were facing each other, hundreds of meters apart, ready to fight.

Representing the light side, everyone is highly disciplined, with a bright light behind them. The other side represents the dark camp, with howls and black air lingering above.

Under the fierce collision between these two completely different forces and momentum, even the air seemed to become solid.

"Show me some courage!" Light, the Holy Son of Light, flicked a strand of blond hair in front of his forehead and walked at the front of the team. "There is no way we can lose to those dark dogs!"

"Ouch!"

The two rows of holy knights following him all shouted. They banged the shields in their hands and took two steps in succession. Their well-trained fortitude was immediately revealed.

Although exhausted, the Holy See of Light, which always pays attention to appearance and momentum, naturally cannot weaken the opponent.

Behind the Holy Knight, the Holy Lady Lulu, leading the team of Holy Priests and Priests, quickly followed.

The little angel Beibei flapped her wings first and flew into the air. She hooked her fingers at the goat-headed devil opposite and said sarcastically, "You ugly devil from hell, why don't you kneel down and call daddy!"

On the ground, the ascetic Nini naturally did not lag behind. She walked to the front row with bare feet, raised the big stick in her hand, and coldly snorted at her previous opponent, "Gabriel, you stinking weakling" Chicken, how does my lady’s big stick taste?”

"Ouch! Roar!" The sheep-headed demon king Bafu howled in exasperation.

"You, you, you, you bright pigs, are looking for death!" Gabriel, the undead wizard, almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

But while he was angry, he couldn't find a line in his mind to deal with the other party. He could only stand there gnashing his teeth and stamping his feet angrily.

Obviously, the Dark Council has not been influenced by Uncle Pao and Wang Yan, and the scolding formation is no match for them.

"Don't fall for the opponent's cunning provocation, stay calm." Dark Saint Catherine snorted coldly. The opponent's shameless methods were like a child's play compared to Wang Yan.

"Give me that momentum, don't let those bright pigs see the joke!" The Holy Son of Darkness had no way out this time, so he risked his life and led a group of howling werewolves to the front.

A large number of vampires, wizards and dark cultists behind her also formed a formation and gathered around Katherina.

Brutal monster roars and terrifying shouts occurred one after another above the dark camp.

These savage dark creatures looked rough and undisciplined, but in fact they were full of fighting power. Compared with the orderly army of light on the opposite side, their momentum was not inferior at all.

The war between the two sides is about to break out at this moment.

The atmosphere at the youth conference venue on a distant Pacific island quickly became tense.

When the host Sean saw this scene, his eyes couldn't help but light up. He stepped on the flying skateboard and quickly lifted it into the air of the venue. He exaggerated in an exciting tone, "The fourth holy war has begun!"

As he shouted, the audience's emotions boiled instantly. This was the most eye-catching battle after Wang Yan and others left the crowd's sight.

"Have you ever seen a holy priest put on plate armor? Have you ever seen a necromancer playing close combat with a warrior? Have you ever seen the saints of both sides leading groups to fight against each other, as well as the beautiful little angels and the demons from hell, scolding each other like never before? Do you want to fight in a duel?"

"Although the holy war is so fierce, there is no winner in the first three times." Sean held the microphone in his hand and surrounded the audience with energy. "So now, the most exciting moment has arrived! Will the light prevail over the darkness, or will it be the darkness? Swallowing the light, maybe in this duel!"

"Wow!" The crowd watching the game was as excited as if they had been given blood.

"After thousands of years of fighting between the Holy See of Light and Darkness, are the younger generations of both sides going to decide the winner today?" Many viewers were discussing with almost bated breath.

"Both sides seem to be evenly matched. It's hard to tell which side has the advantage."

"I'm so nervous, my little heart is pounding."

At this time, a banshee vendor wearing a bikini walked into the middle of them at the right time. She held up the price tag in front of her face with a seductive face, "Nervous gentleman, come and make spicy strips. It's a hot weather to watch the game and eat spicy food." The strips are more suitable."

"Okay, okay, give me two packs and a pint of beer."

As the Fourth Holy War began, the crowd's enthusiasm reached its peak. The youth conference's advertising revenue gradually increased, and even the Banshee Heavenly Group's merchandise sales made a lot of money.

But Super League President Emmons is not happy at all now. On the contrary, the sweat on his forehead is overflowing.

He pretended to be casual and glanced behind him quietly. When he saw that the God of Light Dai'er and Prince Rose didn't move much, he breathed a sigh of relief, turned around, took out his handkerchief, and wiped the sweat from his forehead. .

Forget about those young people fighting a jihad, if these two goddesses had a fight inside the venue, the entire island would be destroyed, not to mention the conference couldn't be held.

Thinking of this, Emmons couldn't help but let out a long breath and complained repeatedly in his heart. This son of flame is really worthy of being Yan Zun's apprentice. His ability to cause trouble is exactly the same!

In fact, Emmons's worries are not unreasonable. In the two viewing areas of the Holy See of Light and the Dark Council, the members of both sides were in high spirits and almost rolled up their sleeves to fight each other.

The venue was very lively, and the two goddesses were not idle on the rostrum.

Prince Rose raised his chin slightly, his eyes moved, he glanced at Dai'er, the God of Light beside him, chuckled and said, "Oh, not bad, those boys can persist for three days under my army of darkness, and they are still alive." They have some ability. But that's all. Look at them. They are all disgraced. They probably won't last long."

"Your Highness, you are not joking, are you?" Dai'er, the God of Light, covered her lips and smiled, looking sarcastically at Prince Rose, "Look at your dark believers, they all look dazed, don't fall down before they start fighting. On the ground, the whole world is watching."

"Really? Let's wait and see and see which side will fall first!"

"We'll see, we'll see!"

The two goddesses standing at the top of the world, their eyes collided fiercely, and the air seemed to be filled with crackling sparks at this moment.

At this moment, a fiery red dot on the main screen suddenly shone above the sky.

The sharp senses of the two goddesses quickly captured this.

When the corner of the eye glanced over, the expressions of the two goddesses were suddenly stunned.

Could this fiery red light be...? ? ? !

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