The four patron saints appeared in the Hawkeye Technique of the Lord of Lima with a terrifying voice.

"Friends from heaven, please come down and talk."

The Lord of Lima said with amplification magic.

Just when the Lord of Lima thought that the four patron saints who rushed over would stop.

The four guardian gods stopped and crashed into the griffin group!

Feathers flew away!

The griffin screams filled the entire battlefield.

"Holy! Damn it!!! Go! Go!"

The Lord of Lima quickly waved and signaled the entire army to assault!

He didn't expect that the enemy had no intention of negotiating! He started the attack directly!

This is not a good deal!

The Lord of Lima was the lord of the border after all, and did not understand the characteristics of his enemies.

Will humans stop because the ants under their feet waving their tentacles?

The answer is no.

It doesn't matter if you call "Broken Throat" below.

It took only ten minutes for the four patron saints to sweep away all obstacles that blocked the way.

Whether it's a griffin or an angel.

Whether it is a magic crossbowman or a spearman.

Anyone who dares to take action will be killed on the spot.

The Lord of Lima, who was sitting in a pool of blood, looked at the four killing gods in the sky with his legs trembling.

A foul stench came from under his crotch.

After the four expressionless people killed the troops blocking the road in front of them, they did not look down at the city lord Lima below.

He immediately started rushing without looking back. The direction of the route was very obvious, and it was the direction of the royal city of the kingdom forces.

Soon, the situation on the front line reached Queen Catherine's ears.

"Removed the Baron of Lima."

After hearing the news, Catherine frowned and removed the Baron Lima's aristocratic status.

She is actually very appreciative of Lima. She has always had a good job in doing things and has managed the border cities in an orderly manner. Unexpectedly, this idiot couldn't even complete the task of sending messages.

"Everyone, what should we do now?"

Catherine sat on the throne and looked at the think tank ministers below.

"The subordinates suggest that they gather their strength and fight against each other."

A minister in armor said, "It is obvious that the other party does not seem to be able to negotiate at all, and its purpose is unknown and its killing ability is very strong, which may interrupt our Seraphite advancement."

"Yes, I agree. Even if their target is not our royal city, we cannot let them pass by. They are obviously strong men at the patron saint level. If they interfere with the advancement of Seraph Grown, or if they simply come to capture Seraph Grown, we will be very passive."

Another female minister in a priest's robe continued.

"Nonsense!! The other party is obviously four holy-levels! What do we use to fight them! Do you use your dog's life?"

A minister in a gorgeous uniform with a long white beard jumped up and scolded, "Don't you see what York and the others ended up? Destroy them all! We will use whatever they want to do! Let them do whatever they want! We just ignore him and save our strength!"

"Fuck! Are we comparable to the bereaved dogs of York? They can still use their own activities at will. Then they will destroy our royal city without saying a word! Your behavior of handing over your own wealth and life to others and still being judged by others is stupid! Cowardly and stupid!"

Another old man, who was also old, jumped out and refuted.

"You're fucking!"

The ministers below Catherine said their views one by one like cockfighting.

In fact, there are only two choices.

Fight with them.

Let them go and ignore them.

Seeing his subordinates quarreling and the enemy was still moving forward, Catherine was very anxious.

A strong woman like her still tends to beat her.

When she was young, she married the king because of a political marriage. As a result, the king died early, which made her not very happy for the rest of her life.

So what she hates the most is to give the choice of her destiny to others.

She tends to beat.

But you can definitely not beat it.

The other party is the enemy of four patron saints, and there is not even one patron saint on your own.

Even if Seraphite completes its advancement, there is only one patron saint.

One-to-four, you don’t have to think about what the result is.

worry.

When the ministers were at their worst, they were ready to fight.

Catherine was about to drink the ministers and suddenly, a strange voice appeared in the parliament hall of the royal city.

"I'm going to recommend it, it's better to play."

This is a sound of bone friction.

People from the Kingdom power are familiar with this way of speaking out.

It's the undead!

In an instant, in this parliamentary hall, the ministers took out weapons or magic books.

These ministers are all heroes, and there are no weak heroes.

Even Queen Catherine took out a long sword with golden light and a pair of angel wings at the hilt of the sword.

"Don't be excited, everyone."

Sandru, wearing a blue and gold robe, suddenly ran out of the shadow of the white-bearded minister.

"It's me."

Sandru said in a plain tone.

I saw Sandru appearing in the Kingdom capital in this council hall where Queen Catherine is located.

Everyone present was furious!

Several seraphimones instantly moved to Sandru's side, and two spiral swords with holy flames had already struck Sandru's neck!

Not only that, several ministers present also used attack magic!

Don't negotiate with you!

You will die if you come!

"Don't be excited, don't be excited."

The shadow-made arms firmly grasped the hands of the two seraphs. No matter how the seraphs struggled, the shadow-shaped arms remained motionless.

The ministers who used magic had their right hands cut off by the shadows.

Sandru said in that terrifying voice in the screaming hall of the parliament.

"Also, I'm here to discuss things. Isn't it a bit rude to attack me when you meet?"

Sandru let out a terrifying laugh.

The shadowy arm directly broke the necks of the two struggling seraphs.

Then he pulled the body of Seraph and entered the shadow.

"Okay, killing two of us elite seraphs can be considered as apology for you, okay."

Catherine waved her hand to stop her ministers from continuing to attack.

"What's wrong with you? Tell me."

Katherine said to Sandrew.

"I am worthy of being the Queen, I am much more sober than these idiots." Sandru sorted out his hood, "I came this time to come to give gifts to the Queen."

Gifts?

What gift can a villain give when he comes to the door?

Queen Catherine sneered.

Sandru didn't care, so he took out a magic contract from his robe.

"Look, an alliance contract."
Chapter completed!