Chapter 960 Grand Marshal

New World, Golden Castle - 'Step on!'

The dense and crisp footsteps came from far and near. As the sun sank, seven tall, short, thin, or fat men and women came in side by side.

"It's really an exciting battle, Your Majesty, why don't you go and have a look?" The man who spoke is called Stefan.

The man on the throne of God, who is called the 'King', is the founder of the jihad organization - the Holy King.

The Holy King laughed softly and said, "Unless a miracle is born, the twelve-winged angel will die. I can't lift any spirit to see such a battle."

"I don't think so." One of the seven women suddenly said, "The twelve-winged angel can effortlessly kill Kamer and defeat the Easter brothers. Obviously, the world he used has opened the 'second evolution'. Even if the king takes action himself, he may not be able to kill him steadily."

"Hahahaha..." The holy king laughed cheerfully, as if he had heard a very funny joke. After a while, he said, "Depora, the reason why you say so is because you don't know what the king's silver dragon has melted to open the 'second evolution', the 'silver flame dragon heart'. It is the best treasure that can only be produced in the 'Two-Star Map of the New World'. It completely restrained the sea god of the twelve-winged angels in the surname. If not, how can I rest assured that the two brothers of the king and the king will assist in the siege of the city?

"Is it true that... all this is in your calculation?" De Bora was a little surprised.

The Holy King shook his head and said, "No, I'm still far from the level you said. However, although the process is a little tortuous, the result is the same as what I calculated, and there is no difference at all. The Kamer and East brothers died in the battle, and the king took action to kill the twelve-winged angel..."

"You knew early in the morning that Carmo and the East Brotherhood were killed, and you sent them out..." Everyone was a little puzzled.

"Only confidants can win a hundred battles. The three of them are just chess pieces used to test the strength of the twelve-winged angels... Like their unevolved and once-evolved world generals, I can cultivate as much as I want to cultivate, and a few die. For me, it doesn't matter at all." The Holy King said lightly, and the seven people under the stage were frightened. They guessed in their hearts how powerful his immediate boss was and dared to say such crazy words.

"Well..." At this moment, the Holy King suddenly meditated and said, "I came to you this time. There is a very important thing to tell you to do."

"Your Majesty, please tell me." Seven people spoke with one voice.

"According to my calculation, it won't be long before the 'great marshal' of Yanhuang will come out to assist the twelve-winged angels. Your task is to immediately go down to the world and do everything possible to delay this great marshal called 'mythical injury'. We must not let him reinforce the twelve-winged angels and retreat immediately after getting it..."

"Marshal! This..." The seven people looked at each other in front of each other. They never dreamed that the first task assigned by the Holy King was so difficult.

Naturally, they know what the word 'great marshal' means.

In this war that shocked the whole world, the total number of participants was nearly 80 million. Only two people have the right to control the 'ultimate general'. Both of them are from the Yanhuang Kingdom. One is a mythical injury and the other is the original.

Among the ultimate god generals, the weakest is 50 million units, which is equivalent to the world generals of 'five-degree evolution'. Once they take action, they are absolutely one. Don't open up. Not to mention a big king, even ten, they are also ant-like existence in front of the ultimate god generals.

"Your Majesty, although we have all started the 'three-degree evolution', there is no chance of winning against the ultimate general..." Stefan told the truth.

The Holy King smiled, waved his hand, threw several items wrapped in black fog to Stefan, and said, "Here are a total of seven 'space doors' and one 'God's bondage'. The former is used to get out of the battlefield after completing the task for you, and the latter is used to suppress the ultimate god. With these two treasures, you should rest assured, right?

"..."

***** Desperate desert battlefield - "Huh...hu...hu...hu..." A series of heavy breaths came from Jieba's mouth. Unconsciously, he and Yin Tianlong have fought for dozens of rounds. Jieba's body was scarred, and his vitality dropped from the initial 80% to 52%.

"Bastard, what's going on... My water attack skill, why can't I hurt this stinky dragon at all?" Zhang Mu scolded an in a scolding voice. It was the first time he had encountered such an outrageous thing.

"Oh, I've said for a long time that your precepts can't hurt me... Ordinary seawater, how can it be compared with the 'sacred flame's silver flame'? I advise you to surrender obediently. The silver dragon circled high in the sky and did not forget to launch an attack when he spoke. The silver flame ball the size of a fist kept falling down one after another. The ground in the black ball had already been smashed, and there were silver flames burning everywhere.

"It won't work if it goes on like this... What should I do? I can't run, and I can't beat..."

Zhang Mu's brain operated rapidly. In order to improve the strength of Jie Ba, among the three treasures he could get, the 'Fengshen Cannon' and the 'Black Devil's Puppet Map' had been melted, leaving only the final treasure of the 'Black Angel Thunder and Electricity' recorded in the 'Forbidden of the Dharma God'.

It's not that he hasn't thought about using 'Black Angel Thunder and Lightning', but Silver Dragon moves too fast. In addition, the king himself is a top master, so he has never found a chance to use it.

Moreover, even if you really use this magic, you may not be able to kill the other party in one move. The second evolution of the silver dragon in front of you is much more powerful than the immortal emperor encountered in the national honor... All kinds of plans poured into Zhang Mu's mind like a tide, but they were denied by him one by one, in absolute force. In front of the measurement, any strategy seems to be useless.

... Just when Zhang Mu felt a little desperate, a roar suddenly sounded from the legion of the Kingdom of Heaven. Then, a super orc who was hundreds of feet tall, wearing Jin Kai and holding a huge sword appeared.

"Eh...this...?" The expression on the king's face stagnant slightly.

"Ah! What is that!"

"It's so high... so big..."

"The ultimate god... turned out to be the ultimate god! Marshal Yanhuang's myth has been injured!"

In addition to the black ball, all the players of the United Nations Third Army screamed when they saw the orc.

"Lord, don't panic! I'm coming!" With a roar of the mythical wound, the orc kicked his back leg, and his huge body immediately pressed in the direction of the black ball like a mountain. When the members of the generals of the Third Army who were fighting fiercely in the center of the battlefield saw this, their faces changed wildly, like a rabbit who saw a hungry wolf, retreated quickly to the rear, and some ran (flying) a little The slower god will be directly smashed into pieces by the ultimate god.

" Hiss..." Millions of people took a cold breath at the same time.

Hit the general to death with his body? The ferocity of this ultimate god has completely exceeded what they can imagine...

(to be continued)