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Chapter 746 The War That Does Not Exist

Embassy of the Kingdom of Steel.

After enjoying the banquet of His Majesty the Queen, Etke was drunk.

Now it is the end of the banquet, but the invited nobles still gather in the embassy of the Kingdom of Steel.

Today can be said to be a day worth celebrating by all of them, and the cast ironists who have won this honor have naturally become the focus of everyone.

The older cast iron men deal with the nobles around him, while Aitek was surrounded by the descendants of his nobles.

These noble descendants are basically studying in Nolan, and many of them have played the Holy Spirit game.

"I have said that I can play a balance with Fuya!"

After drinking, Aitek let go of his humility and exposed what a young man should have, and began to boast about his performance on the battlefield.

"In the words of the caster forum, it seems that Master Aitek and Master Fuya are 550."

"But in the final, Lord Aitke was killed twice by Master Fuya."

A relatively young noble descendant instantly exposed the praises of the group of people to Aitek, and Aitek didn't know how to answer for a moment.

"Sorry, Lord Etke, he is still young and ignorant."

His parents immediately ran over and dragged the naughty child away. Aitek watched the scene, which was originally drunk, and his head was immediately awakened.

"Sir Aitke, don't bother with the children's random words, come... and send you another congratulations to our champion."

A noble descendant once again raised his wine glass in his hand to prepare to clink with Aitek, but Aitek shook his head and put the wine glass in his hand back on the dining table.

It is indeed true that he won the Holy Spirit Open this time, but this does not mean that he is better than Fuya. No matter in the five finals, Fuya is playing against him.

Without the support of his teammates, he would definitely lose badly.

Of course, Etke knew this very well. His Holy Spirit career ended here when he won the first championship?

The answer is impossible. Even if he wants to retire, Queen Yekana will not allow it.

It is certain that Aitek confronts Fuya again on the court, because the position he is responsible for is the middle lane.

Next time, Fuya's teammates will not be as weak as they are now.

"Master Aitke, Master Fuya seems to be on the live broadcast."

A noble descendant suddenly said that although this sentence sounded a little harsh to the ears of the people around him.

Aitek immediately opened his magic network. The most conspicuous location in Magic Network Vision was indeed the entrance to Fuya's live broadcast room.

Not only Fuya's live broadcast room, but after the Holy Spirit Open, Fuya's previous game videos also attracted a group of new fans.

What makes Aitek most ashamed is that he has many heroic ways to play from Fuya.

Aitek is actually a fan of Fuya.

"There are already 30,000 people, so many viewers are three times more than the audience in the arena managed by my family."

"It should be 40,000, and the number is still rising. What is Master Fuya doing?"

When Aitek came to his senses, many people around him had already opened Fuya's live broadcast, and something called barrage on the live broadcast screen floated by like a wall.

The live content on the screen does not look like the Holy Spirit. It should be said that Fuya is not playing the game but rather looks like she is in the wild.

‘Isn’t that almighty person from Master Fuya? It turned out to be a live performance?’

The figure standing beside Fuya was recognized by the audience immediately. The strange color scheme of the Almighty is so distinctive, especially the rubber duck on her head.

‘Has Master Fuya been inspired by the Holy Spirit God to the real Holy Spirit battlefield?’

There are many players of the God of the Game on the Spell Cast Forum, and they all firmly believe that the game they play must have really existed in another world.

Aitek had no time to pay attention to some discussions on the barrage. The magic power in the picture had gathered in the hands of the Almighty, and he had never seen the enemy he faced.

But this kind of movie-watching experience that seemed to be realistic made Etec unable to look away, and it was like watching a movie.

…………

"Your resistance is meaningless, and the army of pilgrims will eventually flatten you."

The old man recovered after being burned into coke by the Almighty spell for the fourth time, and the Knights of the Dead beside him revived again.

“The power God has given us will never die in our roots.”

"I won't forget it?" Qiao Xiu stared at the glass ball in his hand. A second crack had appeared on the surface. "Can I summarize your immortality as many chances of resurrection? But it must be unlimited, right?"

The old man did not answer Qiao Xiu. The Knights of the Dead had already walked out of the Highland Gate of the Holy Spirit Legion. The old man released more souls. The number of the Knights expanded from a hundred to a thousand, and they charged towards the direction where Qiao Xiu was.

At this moment, Qiao Xiu could hear the sound of horse hooves trampling on the ground.

"Rest in peace under God's iron hooves."

The leader of the team-in-chief Knight raised the spear in his hand and was about to penetrate Qiao Xiu, but a tall figure suddenly fell from the sky. When he landed on the ground, the ground cracked like a fragile wooden board!

The next second he raised his arms and slammed downwards on the ground, and the earth shattered... The charge of the Knights of the Dead was blocked by the broken ground, and the horses fell into the gap on the ground and neighed like wailingly.

"Summoner! The war... has begun." He clenched his arm and let out a cold air from his mouth.

Rora Hughes Karshilov, the tremor!

"I think you can stop your second-highest line."

Qiao Xiu looked at the old man from afar through the ravines on the ground. The ravines and the broken earth were gradually recovering, and a green arrow passed over Qiao Xiu and shot at the old man.

He wanted to use gray fog to block the arrow, but he had blocked it before!

But now he is not facing a stunted elf pioneer, but an elf pioneer with a full level of six divine equipment.

The arrow pierced through the shield made of gray fog and penetrated straight through his chest. The hole in his chest was immediately filled with the energy in the glass ball.

But the next moment, another arrow shot through his shoulder.

"This is the seventh time I have taken your life. Let me guess how many times I will kill you before the number of resurrections will bottom out... One hundred times? One thousand times? It doesn't matter, I have time!"

Qiao Xiu's provocation finally made the old man feel angry. The Knight of the Dead raised his shield to resist the arrow of the Elf Pioneer.

But the scorching black flames fell from the sky, and a flag symbolizing Fallosi's honor was raised next to Josie.

The hands of Fallosi's Saint Ronica are burning with flames symbolizing revenge.
Chapter completed!
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