my body has no limits

Chapter 512
Yang Ding felt very bad as he listened to two different voices echoing in his brain.

This feeling is like my ears are being robbed by two big men, but I can't resist.

Some nausea, some headaches.

Finally he finally thought of an optimal solution.

"The Five-Year Red Flag is fluttering in the wind, and the singing of victory is so loud, singing about our dear motherland, from now on we will be prosperous and strong..."

What voice is louder than this song?

Any ghosts and monsters have to stay away from it.

After Yang Ding sang a song, he found that the two voices had not disappeared, and they were still lingering in his brain.

How does this work?
Change to another song and continue.

"There has never been a savior, nor does it depend on a fairy emperor..."

It’s another song that the gods shun, and it doesn’t work for anyone.

Yang Ding regained his peace, but the others couldn't.

Only Yang Ding has the aura of materialism, and everyone else has to rely on their own methods to resist the torment of the two voices.

A high-level devil is obviously no match for a group of paladins.

Failure is inevitable.

But they feared nothing, not even death, and suddenly the devil's whispers were louder.

But the transcendents still couldn't understand what these whispers were saying?
Only madness, pain, mania...

The other two high-ranking demons even gave up their defense and burned their own lives.

The 50-meter-high devil projection behind the three high-level demons on the battlefield began to burn.

The white flame color gradually deepened, and finally turned into a rich black red.

The feeling of these flames is not hot, but violent.

"Aww... Quint, die!"

Just as the devil's whispers began to intensify, a familiar voice entered Quent's ears, preventing him from attacking the three high-ranking demons.

"Gatt!"

Quint almost gritted his teeth and said these two words.

When werewolves slaughtered human villages and towns, it was Quint who led people to encircle and suppress them.

As a result, Gart led the elite werewolf to escape.

Quint thought that the severely injured werewolf had left Aozhou and returned to his lair to lick his wounds, but he didn't expect that he would dare to jump out now.

It is simply unbearable and unbearable!
But Quint did not rush forward to attack.

Gart is not three high-level demons, who can only rely on burning vitality to gain an advantage.

Wolf King Gart is a real eighth-level powerhouse, one level higher than Quint.

If it weren't for the cooperation of the knights and the holy artifact in hand, the outcome of the battle to encircle and suppress werewolves is still unknown.

It's the same now, Quint can only rely on the knights and holy artifacts in his hands to deal with Wolf King Gatt.

Quint looked around and found that there was no werewolf following Gart, which was good news.

Gat noticed Quint's gaze and showed a ferocious smile, "Don't worry, I can kill you all by myself without my men!"

There was hatred under Gate's fierce expression. The last siege caused him heavy losses. Although he finally broke out his stunt and escaped from the pursuit with the werewolf elite, the middle and low-level werewolves he brought to Aozhou were wiped out. It was a blood debt caused by the Knights of the Holy Court, and it must be paid with blood!
Quint looked solemnly at the wolf king Gart and the three high-ranking demons next to him who were constantly improving their momentum. The sword of Raphael in his hand began to heat up. This was the autonomous reaction of the holy weapon, and it felt threatened.

Quint knew that this battle was more difficult than the last one. Although Gat had no werewolves to help him, lone wolves were sometimes more dangerous.

Moreover, there are three high-level demons assisting Gat, and the Earth Fire Cult is watching secretly, and the Holy Court Knights alone may not be able to stop them all.

Fortunately, Quint called people out to face it together, "Everyone from the Earth Fire Cult should come out too. I don't believe you won't come. Don't think about coming out when we both lose. The Knights of the Divine Palace are not afraid of sacrifice!" "

Quint's voice is very loud, even adding holy power into it.

He wasn't afraid that the Fire Cultists wouldn't be able to hear him, but he couldn't guarantee that they couldn't get out of Quint.

Of course, the people of Earth Fire Cult heard Quint's words and they chose to show up. Just as the divine court knew them well, they also knew the divine court very well.

The deputy head of the Earth Fire Cult also knew Quint and the knights he led very well, and knew that what he said was true.

Besides, is it necessary for the Earth Fire Cult to wait for the moment when both sides will suffer?

Just crush it directly.

"Haha, since Captain Quint is looking for us, how can our Earth Fire Cult avoid seeing us?
Hello, we meet again. "

Except for some abnormalities in the pursuit of ideals, the Earth Fire Sect is normal in other aspects.

"I hope to never see you again."

Quint's cold voice came from inside the visor.

"Really?" The deputy head of the Earth Fire Cult still had a smile on his face, "It's a pity, I don't know which knight leader will hunt us down in the future, I hope he can be more peaceful."

The deputy coach's expression was very kind, but his words were not friendly at all.

Clearly tell Quint that you must die here today.

Yang Ding looked at all kinds of strange organizations that kept popping up, and suddenly felt that it was right for Shenting not to take the initiative to attack.

He could tell that the two-meter-tall man who jumped out just now and the shriveled old man who came out later were both very strong, at least level eight strong.

On the other hand, in terms of the divine court, the strongest red-clothed archbishop should be an eighth-level powerhouse. Unfortunately, all his energy is focused on sealing the cracks in hell, and he can't control the battle here.

Next to him is a bald old man, who should be the elder of the temple. He has seen it in the old camp of the Shenting camp before. His strength should be above level seven, but he doesn't seem to have the energy to take care of the battle here.

It's a bit miserable that only the head of the knight order is alone.

Yang Ding expressed sympathy in his heart and support in spirit.

Paladins, come on!
You must be able to hold on to the end, as long as an hour, the dawn of victory is in sight.

Yang Ding estimated that it would take about an hour to seal the Hell Rift, so as long as Quint could persist for an hour, he would be considered a victory.

But is an hour really enough?

Yang Ding intends to ask someone who understands better than him.

Looking for someone?
Yang Ding turned his head to look around, and suddenly a human face came into his eyes, if there is one, he must be looking for him!
Yu Jinyan and others were eagerly watching the situation ahead, when Yang Ding sneaked up to Li Qingsong's side, "Brother Li, can I ask you something?"

Li Qingsong looked at Yang Ding, feeling a little strange, "Say it."

"How long will it take for the gods to seal the cracks in hell?"

After listening to Yang Ding's question, Li Qingsong was even more surprised, "Why are you interested in these?"

Yang Ding didn't answer, just laughed, and then continued to ask: "Just tell me, how long do you think it will take them to seal the crack in hell?"

Li Qingsong saw that Yang Ding's expression was very serious, and he didn't seem to be joking, so he replied: "If it is to re-seal a crack in a different space, it will take at least twelve hours."

what?
Yang Ding's expression instantly collapsed.

Those paladins are definitely finished.

Just when Yang Ding was debating whether to make a move, Li Qingsong's voice rang out from his ears again.

"but……"

(End of this chapter)