Chapter 714: 720?Shirakawa

Chapter 714: 720?Shirakawa

   Chapter 714 720 White River

   "White River!"

In the end, the red dragon Smedlitava said that name. The most powerful white dragon in the legend once ripped apart the terrifying existence of demigods with his bare hands. Even the real gods could not help but face him. shivering.

   That is the king of countless white dragons! The highest existence that rules the northern frost world - the terrifying dragon Baihe! An unusual mutant white dragon.

  Even after many years, when Red Dragon Smedlitava mentions the name again, there will still be a palpitating feeling.

   Baihe's name, that is the existence of countless void worlds that once mega shocked. Although Baihe was born in the misty world, he left here before the end of the misty world, and it is said that he entered the outside of the void world.

  So, at the beginning, the Queen of Grey Elf didn't think of him, and it was not until later that Locarius and Smedlitava reminded her that she suddenly remembered that it might be Baihe who shot.

   "Could it be that the terrifying White Dragon King is still in this misty world?" The Grey Elf Queen showed an incredible expression.

  If the world crystal wall of the misty world is strong, it can stop them, but it is impossible to stop Baihe.

   Just like before, even now, the terrifying White Dragon King still retains the strength strong enough to break the crystal wall of the world.

  Then he stayed voluntarily, staying in this barren, psychic-deficient world, like a slow suicide, what was he doing?

  Thinking of this, everyone's hearts were all puzzled, and they thought to themselves that there was something else in this misty world that was worth Baihe's waiting for so many years and was unwilling to leave? Or some other reason? Or... they guessed wrong at all, and the powerhouse who shot was not Bai He at all.

   For a time, everyone fell into contemplation.

  Green secretly doubted the probability that the powerful Holy Spirit-level existence he shot just now was the king of the white dragon. .

   At this time, Green couldn't help but think of the natural disaster grade ancient white dragon Angdaragon that escaped from here.

   Also as a white dragon, if Baihe stayed in the misty world, the ancient white dragon should know more or less.

  Green was determined in his heart, and decided to go to the main world to find the white dragon and ask him after the matter in front of him was dealt with.

After    made up his mind, Greene no longer struggled with this issue. After all, no matter who the powerhouse just shot was, it shouldn't be a problem in the short term.

   The Holy Spirit-level powerhouse was obviously restricted, and he could destroy it only if he set out certain conditions, such as the Void Ship of the Holy Light Church breaking through the crystal wall of the world just now.

   As long as Green is careful and doesn't trigger those conditions, it should be fine.

   As for the exact conditions, it is not completely clear for the time being, but it is conceivable that it is probably related to the protection of this foggy world, otherwise it will not be violently shot because the void ship smashed through the world crystal wall here.

   Of course, this is just what Greene takes for granted. Maybe not to shoot, who to shoot, or for what, it just depends on the mood of that powerful being.

   Meanwhile, in the Griffin city-state.

   Archbishop Platine has reported the situation here to Pope St. Fran.

   "What did you say! There was a Holy Spirit-level powerhouse who took action and destroyed the Void Ship that was about to launch the Wrath of Holy Light!" Pope St. Fran was also shocked.

  Archbishop Platine remained silent until Pope St. Fran calmed down a little, and then he briefly explained the situation.

   "Your Majesty, what do I need to do next?" Archbishop Platine immediately asked: "If I need to continue to conquer this void world, I must give me more reinforcements and a real commander."

   "Oh?" Pope St. Fran unexpectedly looked at Archbishop Platine opposite the virtual light curtain.

   He can understand the need for reinforcements, but what does it mean to have a commander? Don't you still want to give up?

   But thinking of Archbishop Platine's performance and character, Pope St. Fran immediately dismissed this idea.

   He knew that Archbishop Platine was not that kind of person, so it was worth careful consideration.

"Your Majesty, a million-scale war is beyond my ability." Archbishop Platine didn't answer the riddle, he said straight to the point: "Although I don't want to admit it, it's a pity that I don't have the talent to be a commander. In the past, it was only because the strength of the enemy was too weak that even if I did nothing, I could easily win. But this time, when I encountered a strong force, my lack of on-the-spot response was highlighted."

   Having said this, Archbishop Platine paused for a while, and then said solemnly: "This time the enemy is very powerful, that undead empire is not like a country that grew up here, I doubt..."

   Pope St. Fran nodded slightly, he already understood the meaning of Archbishop Platine, and said solemnly: "Who do you suspect?"

"This..." Platin pondered: "It's hard to judge at the moment. At first, I thought the kingdom of Sithawn was more suspicious, because the mecha technology of this undead empire is quite good. Later, I found that their biological modification technology is also very good. It's amazing, it can combine our black death virus with undead magic and improve it into a brand new virus."

   "Mecha manufacturing technology, alchemy, undead magic, biotechnology..." Pope St. Fran tasted slowly, and did not think of who might be supporting this undead empire behind the scenes.

   But no matter who it is, the strength of the other party is beyond doubt, and now he needs to make a choice, whether to continue the war, or quit and retreat.

   Pope St. Fran pondered, weighing the pros and cons of both options.

   Archbishop Platine waited silently, without any urgency.

   For him personally, there is no inclination, as a follower he only needs to follow in the footsteps of Pope St. Fran.

"Retreat!" Pope St. Fran was silent for a long time, and finally made a decision: "According to the current situation, the enemy this time is very powerful. To completely defeat them, it is likely that I will need to do it myself, but ... not yet. When I came out."

"Okay, Your Majesty, I understand." Archbishop Platine nodded: "Then I am ready to retreat, I am very sorry, Your Majesty, it was my mistake that caused this heavy loss, and I am willing to take all responsibility. "

"Forget it, Platine, my friend!" Pope St. Fran waved his hand and said, "I understand what you mean, but I really don't need it. I'm not a saint, so I naturally make mistakes, and there's no need to lift myself up. It's too high, or if it can't hold up one day, everything we've built will collapse in an instant."

Saint Fran said slowly: "Humans and all other intelligent beings, in order to get rid of the enslavement of gods, need a strong leader, but they don't need to create a new god, then they will go back to the original old path, and That's not what I want either. So...I don't want to be a god, I don't need to be worshipped, and I don't need to be perfect."

   Archbishop Platine was stunned for a while, and looked at Pope St. Fran in the virtual light curtain with some surprises.

  Although he respected the Pope very much and agreed with St. Fran's idea of ​​getting rid of the slavery of gods, he never thought that St. Fran had no intention of becoming a god!

  Because in the knowledge of Archbishop Platine, one day in the future, under the leadership of Saint Fran, human beings can really get rid of the enslavement of gods.

   By that time, Pope St. Fran must be a new god.

   However, listening to Pope St. Fran, he thought wrong!

   This wise Pope, a wise man who can peek into the essence of theocracy, even planned to give up the opportunity to become a great god.

   "As you wish, my majesty." Archbishop Platine took a deep look at the figure on the virtual screen, took a breath, and said, "Then, I'm going to prepare to organize a retreat."

   After finishing the call, Archbishop Platine watched the virtual screen in front of him disappear, a trace of complicated affection appeared in his eyes, and immediately turned around to convey the order, preparing for the retreat of the entire army.

   As for how to retreat, for Archbishop Platine, there are not so complicated steps.

   He only needs to take away the Dark Crusaders, and the remaining more than one million Zerglings stay behind the temple.

   And there is a ready-made portal in the city of the Griffin city-state.

   The next day, when Green's side was ready to attack.

   Surprisingly, although the enemy's resistance is crazy, the strength of the resistance is quite weak.

  On the battlefield, only Zerglings were seen madly dying, and not even a single demon soldier appeared, let alone a higher-level superhuman.

   Moreover, Green discovered from a condescending perspective that the huge portal that was originally located in the center of the inner city of the Griffin city-state had disappeared!

   He immediately realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly checked the portal that first appeared hundreds of kilometers away.

   is gone!

  Green realized immediately that the enemy had fled.

   "Hands and feet are really quick." Green snorted, feeling a little complicated, some were glad the other party had retreated, and some were unwilling to let go of so many monster soldiers.

  With the No. 1 virus, if he continues to fight, at least two-thirds of these monster soldiers will become his zombie army.

   But having said that, this result is also the best for Grimm and the Undead Empire so far.

   The foundation of the Church of the Holy Light cannot be matched by Green at all. If the Church of the Holy Light is really determined to conquer this misty world, Green will inevitably suffer unimaginably huge pressure, and his identity is also in danger of being exposed.

   Now the other party has retreated in spite of the difficulties, and should not come again in the short term, leaving more time for Green to develop.

   At this time, Green didn't know that these Dark Crusaders were secretly created by Pope St. Fran and a few high-level leaders of the Church of the Holy Light, and they could not represent the entire Church of the Holy Light, but he was relieved anyway.

   (end of this chapter)