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suddenly!

Thorny ~

A harsh sound of iron chain dragging was like the torture instruments in ancient torture rooms, with friction sounds, and suddenly appeared at the entrance of the venue.

The crowd at the scene looked at each other.

I don’t know when, dark mist swelled at the entrance of the venue.

The dark aura that came from the fog was as strong as the gate of hell was opened, making the crowd at the scene feel tight.

"Bang!"

With a heavy sound of collapse, a thick hoof stepped out of the black fog.

The black fog began to drift, and a huge and terrifying human-shaped monster gradually appeared in the fog.

Host Sean's pupils gradually dilated, his heart was beating wildly, and his feet became soft and he lay on the flying skateboard.

"How, how is it possible? How can the legend be true!"

The audience immediately took a breath of air conditioning, and all of them widened their eyes. The timid ones were already shaking in the seat.

The huge dark aura instantly blew throughout the audience. Someone in the crowd trembled and said a name, but it fell into people's hearts like a thunder.

"Hell Demon King, Bafu destroyed!"

I saw that the monster walking out of the contestant's passage was as high as three meters tall, with an antelope's head, and was extremely strong, wrapped in thick and black iron chains, while its feet were like a goat's ladder.

Behind it, there was a scorpion-like tail, and a green flame burned at the top of the tail.

Some of the believers of the Holy See had already begun to pray nervously, and they were frightened and had to beg for the protection of God the Father.

This sheep-headed demon king from hell, Baphim, usually appears as a Satan-level demon god and a dark believer.

It usually passes on black magic and evil rituals, bringing humans and other intelligent creatures to the darkness.

But this is the first time in history that such a big thorn appeared on earth.

"Wait, there is still someone sitting on Bafumi's shoulder!" There was a sharp-eyed person in the audience and found the difference.

"It seems to be a girl." More and more people looked at the left shoulder of the Sheep-Head Demon King, and there were more and more surprised voices.

"She, she is..."

"Yes, it's the Dark Saint Catherine!"

"Oh my God! Bafumi is actually her devil!"

Some people at the scene were almost fainting. They never thought that the sheep-headed demon king with a high status in hell would be willing to be a man of devil!

Once a person becomes a demon, it will be the degree to which the master is immortal and the contract is immortal, and the demon must obey its master unconditionally.

The most important thing is, how capable is the Dark Saint to be able to recover this demon king in hell? How did she do it?

Amid the surprise and discussion of the crowd, the dark saint sat on Baphim's shoulder, with a faint expression and no excessive expression.

Behind her, follow the long line of the Dark Council delegation.

At this moment, even the powerful blood wolf Walton, the Dark Son Stewart, the Necromancer Gabriel and others followed her respectfully.

It seemed as if she was the symbol of the Dark Council and the spokesperson of Prince Rose.

All the players' auras before walking on the field were overwhelmed.

On the rostrum, Prince Rose raised his chin and smiled proudly, "Xiao Yan, how about our Dark Saint?"

Wang Yan nodded, "It's amazing."

Prince Rose narrowed his eyes slightly, "Then do you like it?"

"Happy..." Wang Yan choked and interrupted quickly, "My teacher's wife, let's talk about the youth competition."

"Gee..." Prince Rose smiled cleverly, "What's so shameful about being so adult? She is a girl with a story. Let's go back and introduce you to you."

"My teacher, this is not good..."

On the other side, the God of Light made Dai'er's face become colder, and the armrests of the seat were squeaked by her.

She glanced at the venue with cold eyes, took out her phone and quickly called a WeChat message, and sent it out, "Urisse, you know what to do."

...

In the preparation area of ​​the contestants at the venue, the Holy Knight Yuris closed his cell phone and turned to look at the people in the Holy See of Light, and said with a serious expression, "His envoy has sent a sacred edict. Even if there is no sacred edict from His envoy, how can we, as saints of light, tolerate the darkness of hell and spread on earth?"

"Everyone is ready with me!" Urisse's eyes narrowed, and the Saint Knight's sense of justice quickly infected everyone present.

All the people present in the Holy See of Light were full of morale and ready to go.

"Bang!"

The little angel Beibei and the saint of light Lulu almost slapped the beer can in their hands on the table at the same time, then looked at each other, "Let's go!"

"My big stick is already hungry and thirsty." The monk Nini touched the big stick in her hand, her eyes cold, "What are you waiting for, brothers? Let's get on!"

At the exit, Europa League captain Jenov had already expected it, so he simply led the team and stood by him, watching the delegation of the Holy See enter the venue.

Yuri Seth, the leader, passed by Jenov, just nodded at the other party and left without saying a word.

Jenov stayed alone, crying without tears.

The Holy See is also an old neighbor of the European Union, and it still can't afford to offend it. It's heartache, it hurts so much. Our European Union's resources and forces are almost broken up by these old neighbors. It is also true that the entire European Union is the most tragic among the superpower organizations in the world, mixed in between the two major superpowers.

In the venue, the delegation of the Dark Council arrived at the designated assembly location. The anti-pentagram magic array engraved on the pupil of the dark saint's left eye was activated again. The sheep-headed demon king Bafumi returned to her left eye like a fog of black fog.

The audience's emotions had not yet fallen, and the high morale delegation of the Holy See of Light walked into the venue, and the crowd was once again in a boiling state.

The Sacred Knights, led by Yurisse and the Son of Light, raised their weapons as soon as they entered the venue. In an instant, the golden light shone over them like a gorgeous umbrella cover.

The Holy Maiden of Light who came followed, led the Holy Pastors. The chants they sang were ethereal and long, instantly swept away the fear that enveloped people's hearts.

Especially the little angel Beibei, he also devoted all his strength to spread his wings and levitated above the team. Her whole body emitted a soft light. Due to her guidance, the holy light in the sky came again.

The thick clouds were dispersed instantly, and the dark aura that had originally scattered in the venue was melted away like melting snow.

People's minds are unknowingly like bathing in a warm ocean. Some people even hummed comfortably when they tightened and now relaxed.

"Xiao Yan, have you seen that our Holy See is the right way in the world." On the rostrum, the God of Light made Dai'er melt the ice and snow on his expression, and a mysterious smile appeared under his veil. "Let's go back and make an appointment, and I'll let Lulu take you to visit our Pope Palace."

"Ha, what's the use of looking good? Power is the king of the world." Prince Rose on the side sneered, then turned his eyes to Wang Yan beside him, "Let's do this, I'll arrange a time for you after the preliminary round, you and my Catherine, have a meal, drink tea, watch movies, etc. After that, giggle..."

Prince Rose's clever smile made Wang Yan's body tighten, thinking that the two master's wives were competing against each other, and they were becoming more and more extraordinary. They had to stop quickly to avoid conflicts again.

Wang Yan quickly found an excuse and transferred the topic to the venue again.

He felt silently in his heart. This competition was full of gunpowder before it even started. It would be better to turn around and keep a low profile.

Next, except for the Dark United Sect in North America, which showed a little momentum to please Prince Rose, other players from other organizations seemed much more peaceful to enter the venue.

The competition between the previous major forces has allowed the organizations of various countries to keep as low profile as possible.

In this important competition, every stop wants to get a better ranking, especially some organizations with smaller forces. If they are innocently involved in a conflict of force, once they stand in the wrong team, they will probably be consumed as cannon fodder.

Although the contestants kept a low profile, they still remained their characteristics.

With the European Super League, South American Super League, Bauhinia Banshee Alliance, China Non-Country Bureau, descendants of the gods of the Indian Kingdom, the Japanese Super Self-Defense Force, and the Independent Alliance composed of the scattered cultivators who practice alone, one by one, the conference finally ushered in its climax.

The spacecraft with a set of anti-gravity devices in extraterrestrial civilizations rumbled over the venue again. The huge shadows and restless roar caused the audience to be excited.

Before the official competition began, many forces and individuals had already started a battle of momentum, and the smell of gunpowder was extremely strong.

Emmons represented the global boss and began to move towards the rostrum, briefly reading that the qualifiers will be held in the Sahara Desert. All young strong men who have reached the half-step S level will be seed players and do not need to participate in the qualifiers.

Then, except for the half-step S-level, as many as 1,500 contestants on the scene, all boarded the huge spacecraft under the honour of the crowd and under the guidance of the staff.

"The qualifiers officially begin from this moment!"

Countless battles between dragons and tigers will unfold in the next moment. The young people of superpowers around the world will fully shine on the world-class stage for the first time. Especially those famous masters, they all made up their minds to make a complete comeback in front of the whole world this time.

Even Wang Yan was slightly excited in this strong atmosphere of spring blowing and fighting drums. A sense of fighting arises in his chest. He even felt that countless gazes had locked him firmly.
Chapter completed!