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Continuous chaos!

The fires surged into the sky and the harsh howling sounds stirred the originally clear river water of the entire river into a turbidity, and a layer of striking green flames ignited on the water surface of the entire river.

The stone bridge, which was originally several meters wide and ten meters long, also turned into shattering in a wave of shock.

"The Spartans hold on!"

Kratos' roar reached the ears of every Holy Group warrior incredibly clearly.

Ten thousand Greenway Holy City warriors, ten thousand Spartan helmet warriors, and three hundred hurricane assassins, lined up by the river and smashed ugly monsters back into the turbid river water.

However, every time a skull is defeated, there will always be more howling soldiers, as if they crawl out of the abyss and the rolling fire. The chaos and noise of the distant Emperor Lin City and the entire scene in front of them give people a sense of extremely cold trembling.

The various majestic buildings in the Emperor Lin City rose and spread around, burning more and more.

In the distance, a city of thousands of cities spewed out more flames. The Emperor Lin City, which has thousands of years of glory, is falling under the infiltration and attack of the Howling Legion through the canals in the city.

When a howling soldier riding a winged ghost jumped out of the river bank.

Aaron realized that the situation was out of control and the bright prospect of being one step away from the throne, but at this moment he turned sharply.

"Faced with the hurricane!"

The carrier is angry, - chop, drag, and sting.

Hurricane Temple combat style. Incarnate as a powerful assassin warrior.

Aaron took a step and came to the left of the skull that rushed in the front. He raised the long arc blade in his hand, and with the other palm, he accurately grabbed the other party's arm burning with green flames and was covered with green flesh, and twisted it hard.

With a click, the shoulder joint was dislocated, but the screams were not as loud as I imagined.

"Hehe..."

Unexpectedly, the other party laughed strangely.

A bone knife was in his hand, and he gently stroked his arm, which was obviously dislocated. Within the sleeves, a long and deep hole was cut in Aaron's arm. After white flesh, bright red blood oozed out of the flesh, and soon dyed the white underwear inside red.

"roll!"

Aaron took a big step forward, punched the skull hard in the ribs, and knocked the enemy straight away. He knocked down several similar people in succession.

And the bone knife on the arm was unknown when it came to Aaron's hands.

The miserable white bone knife was stained with blood and turned green.

"poisonous!"

Aaron snorted coldly, terrified, trembling, panicked, and feared that the four dark lightsabers turned into reality from the phantom. They rotated around the body of the God of War and emitted light that was visible to the naked eye like spider silk.

However, the upgraded version of the Howling Legion of the Legion of the Death is useless.

Terror, trembling, panic, and fear directly act on the soul. Perhaps, these monsters that should not walk in the world do not have souls at all.

In desperation, the blade in Aaron's hand cuts across and vertically with a powerful aura.

"Spartans. Annihilate the enemy and attack the Imperial City!"

Aaron shouted to the soldiers of the Holy Order on three fronts, and a large number of howling soldiers in his hand were led up by his sword wind, either dead or injured, and flew far away.

Under the leadership of Kratos, three hundred Spartan heavy helmet warriors used their big shields to complete the Holy City skill of the Void - the Holy Shield Strike.

The light curtain slashed the black rainbow light that shot out, and resolved the murderous worries of Aaron.

As a result, the price paid by the Spartan battle formation was that all three hundred Spartan heavy helmet soldiers were killed in blood, leaving only the injured Kratos to survive.

"Distance, location, time. It's all right now----"

The blood of three hundred Spartans will not flow in vain, and Aaron is extremely fast.

The ultimate skill of the Holy City of Void: The Lord of the Holy City can have a powerful Void skill - the world of Void is drawn into a prison!

Such an ultimate skill may be a bit useless, but it can imprison a target with the power of space, no matter whether the other party is a person, a beast, a demigod, or a real god walking in the world!

"No matter how rampant you are, from today on, you will be sealed and besieged in this nameless river outside the city of Dilin. Until the day when I lift your skull with my own hands and release your ugly soul."

"That day, you will beg me for mercy on your ugly and humble soul!"

The sharply contracted pupils stared at the eyes of the Lich King Zinya, the cold light and hoarse voice pierced into the other party's soul.

Hundreds of Spartan heavy-helmet warriors' shields quickly protected Aaron. Kratos had quickly moved backwards under the protection of his own warriors.

Relying on the background of melee and riots, the Lich King found that even speaking became a luxury. She was startled and slowly became scared. The power from the Holy City of Nothing made her face pale... Then, her fear turned into anger, and half of her cheeks turned red to her ears, staring at the insulter.

At the same time, the eyes suddenly flashed, and then became dark, and then the anger of the silence of the storm was ignited.

"ah------"

A harsh scream rushed straight into the sky from Zinya's throat. Anger and hatred devoured her heart like monsters.

The river, which was only a few meters wide, suddenly stirred up storm waves. Feeling the wrath of the Lich King, more countless howling soldiers jumped out from the turbid bottom of the river.

And with the sound of howling, the killings spreading from Emperor Lin City gradually became silent. What surged out of the city gate was a dense howling army that could not be seen at a glance.

Zinia was beyond Aaron's expectation that it was possible to break through the shackles of sound.

But later, his eyes were round from the other party's giggling teeth, his eyes were round, and he stared fiercely, as if he was about to eat someone. He strengthened his confidence in the ultimate Void skill of the Holy City of Void.

Just like the Central Empire emperor who just fell, the ultimate skill of the Holy City of Nothing will become an eternal seal without Aaron's personal touch.

According to the Holy City, even a true God cannot break free from the bondage. Needless to say, she can only be regarded as a demigod.

As for the Howling Legion, according to Aaron's guess and understanding, it should be the ultimate skill of the Holy City of Nirvana.

"retreat!"
Chapter completed!