One Thousand Three Hundred and Thirteen: The End, the Destruction of the Holy See (7)
With no trump card to summon heaven, the Holy See does not have the confidence to play the game of "Warriors Entering the Demonic City". Not to mention a narrow escape, a lifetime of death will be blessed by the gods.
"Please, Your Excellency." The Pope and others walked up to the city wall and bowed slightly towards Yan Wan.
"If it weren't for this, you are the only barrier protecting the world now. I have left..."
Yan Wang turned around, with a cold face and sharp words: "If I remember correctly, I would have warned you a few years ago, but you don't believe it, time and time again, until now."
The Pope looked helpless, with a hint of guilt in his eyes: "I'm sorry."
To be honest, he really regrets now that he didn't believe what Yan Wan said sooner. If we had been more vigilant at that time, it might have been much better.
But as the saying goes, there are all kinds of medicines in the world, but there is no regret medicine.
Now I regret having a hammer to use
What did you do back then?
Of course, even if they were more vigilant, it would be of no use.
After all, that 'lurking devil' was simply a figment of Yan Huan's imagination, and the real spy was right in front of them.
And now, they still want this spy to charge into battle.
Yan Wan glanced around him out of the corner of his eye, and finally gave up on the thought of exposing his identity and hacking them to death.
Without him, you can't beat him.
There are more than a dozen fully-armed Holy See knights beside the Pope. Even if Yan Wang is very strong, one of them can fight five or eight, but if he is beaten to death, he will take advantage of his unpreparedness and sneak attack on two or three important people, and then he will have to answer for it. At this.
Don't underestimate this old man, the Pope. He has a lot of things with him. Crowns, clothes, scepters, bracelets, rings...are they all alchemy tools, or the kind of good things that can be activated independently?
As the battle approached, other bishops were also fully armed and did not give in too much.
Yan Wan really has no confidence that he can succeed in a sneak attack...
After much thought and caution, he chose to continue hiding his identity.
It can't be like those two-strokes in movies, where you almost win and then proudly show off your words, and then you are killed by the 'righteous protagonist'.
"Hopefully, it will succeed."
Under the eager and expectant eyes of the Pope and other senior members of the Holy See, Yan Wan strode down the stairs, took the shield handed by the knight, and walked out with a solemn expression.
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The battle is in full swing.
In the eyes of Westerners, there is no such thing as troop formation or thirty-six strategies.
Fighting is nothing more than one word: "Do it!"
It seemed that the war was fierce, but when Yan Wan was fighting the leader of the Allied Forces, Thor, under the watchful eyes of everyone, the two had secretly reached an agreement.
Gradually……
The key to the door of hell is like a black hole. As the war becomes more intense, it is devouring energy crazily.
The aura that uniquely belongs to the demon lord emanates from Thor, rapidly expanding its scope in a short period of time, covering all demons.
The demon vanguard army, with the blessing of various magical powers of the Holy See Knights, was finally defeated and gradually fell into "chaos".
They began to retreat, even at the risk of killing each other with the human allies behind them, to escape back to the fortress.
Although these demons transformed from humans thought that they only changed their bodies and became stronger. But in fact, their consciousness has been eroded by the power of hell.
At this moment, the demon's tyranny finally broke out, and they were furious. They knew that these human allies were comrades in arms, but they still waved their claws without hesitation and took their lives.
At this time, the human allies suddenly discovered that these guys who had transformed into demons were actually so terrifying.
Their sharp claws could easily tear apart a buckler wrapped in iron. Their fangs can crush armor effortlessly.
However, these humans suddenly discovered that their sharp swords and long knives could not cut the demon at all. They used all their strength to only leave some marks on the opponent's body, nothing more, and even the scales were not broken. .
Finally, with bursts of desperate cries, the morale of the Human Alliance completely collapsed.
They threw away the weapons in their hands desperately and ran towards the fortress crazily. They could not muster the slightest courage to face these demons again.
the other side.
As if his eyes were red with blood, Yan Wan, holding Chixiao and covered in blood, led the powerful Holy See knights to pursue Thor and other warlocks crazily.
The human allies fled, followed by the demons.
Yan Wan led the Holy See Knights and bit the Warlock to death.
finally……
Boom! ! !
The moment Thor and the others ran in, the gate of the fortress crashed down with a tooth-piercing creaking sound, killing several warlocks who were half a step too slow, and completely sealed the entrance to the fortress.
Just one step away!
Yan Wang and others reluctantly stopped at the gate.
"Get out of my way!"
He suddenly waved his hand, took a few steps back, and picked up the slightly twisted square heavy shield on the ground. After taking a few deep breaths, the internal force in the meridians is like a bursting dam, pouring out completely and quickly starting to circulate throughout the body.
His body suddenly heard a series of muffled sounds like exploding beans. His muscles tensed up. He suddenly took a step and made a huge dent in the ground. He put his heavy shield in front of him and rushed out in an instant like a violent rhinoceros. .
Boom, boom...
Every step leaves a dent in the ground.
Every step seemed to hit everyone's heart.
Unconsciously... everyone's attention on the battlefield was attracted by Yan Wan's figure.
"I hope voice control works!"
Yan Wan cursed in his heart, acting like a madman, and roared like a thunder: "Let me... open!"
Click...
Boom...
The heavy gate of the fortress, the iron sheet on the surface came into contact with the heavy shield, and with a burst of dazzling sparks, sawdust mixed with dust collapsed.
The door vibrated violently, visible to the naked eye, and a terrifying dent appeared where Yan Huan had hit it. Cracks as dense as a spider web began to spread along the grain of the wood under the iron sheet.
"Scroll of divine magic!"
Yan Wang gasped, looked for Shuyuan www.zhaａoshuyuan.com, gritted his teeth and threw away the heavy shield, pulled off the bag from his waist, took out the scroll and tore off the seal.
In a burst of rich, substance-like white light, his body swelled several times in an instant, and he once again hit the door with overwhelming force.
Click!
The already overwhelmed fortress gate collapsed completely under two consecutive inhumane impacts, sawdust flying, revealing a pair of frightened faces behind.
"Fight in!"
Yan Wang swung his sword and chopped off pieces of wood along the edge of the big hole, breaking into the fortress like an out-of-control beast.
A misty bloody light was drawn in the red sky, accompanied by various screams of pain. In a moment, there was a bloody storm, and the broken limbs and arms were sprayed with the blood mist.
Under the sunlight, Yan Wan... looked more like a devil than a devil.