Alien Queen

Chapter 1056 A Game of Chess

No matter how hard he tried, Farus could not restrain his violently shaking hands. The chill seeping from the depths of his soul made him unable to contain the fear that penetrated his bones.

Too scary, too scary...

Almost half of the super-powerful men in the church were dispatched, including five cardinals including the Lord Inquisitor and Cardinal Dio, as well as so many angels and a total of 70,000 magic legions. It was just such a battle. It can be said that the entire army was completely annihilated.

It's over, it's all over...

Falus swallowed hard and looked at Murach who was being hunted like a bereaved dog on the magic crystal mirror, and looked at another eight-winged angel who could barely hold on for a few moves amid the swarm of aliens. Being torn into pieces by a monster that looked very much like the Behemoth, this eight-winged angel couldn't help but feel a cold war.

Falus couldn't figure out how these innate summoned beasts belonging to the human summoner could become more and more brave as they were injured. He could completely see that in the scene projected on the magic crystal mirror, a large number of strange beasts had suffered heavy injuries, and The power of the Holy Light has obviously corroded and damaged their souls, and the more seriously they are injured, the more fierce they fight.

Your Majesty, if you don't go over there, the last cardinal in Lowe Plains will be killed.

Falus moved his eyes away from the magic crystal mirror and looked at the Pope. Although the Pope had explained the reasons for his inaction before, he could actually see familiar and powerful figures dying one after another. This was still It was a little hard for Falus to accept.

Saint Paul, the Pope of Light, was still sitting steadily and quietly on his chair. He calmly stared at the scene on the magic crystal mirror. There was no strange color on his face at all, as if he was on another plane on the Lowe Plains thousands of years ago. Those who died or were about to die during the Great War had no regard for his business.

If it were to pass, would I still wait until now?

The Pope of Light, who was extra generous to Falus, did not get angry because of this idiot's suggestion, but responded calmly: I had no intention of going in the first place. If I had gone, Dio and the others would not have died. .”

So……

Falus looked at the Pope in awe and said boldly: Didn't they die in vain?

How could my death be in vain?

The Pope of Light smiled slightly and said: The Nether Clan were completely wiped out. Even if a lot of credit goes to Nicholas, the result is still the same - at least we can say that we have eliminated the great enemy of the Nether Clan.

What about the rest?

Seeing that His Majesty the Pope did not reprimand him, Falus suddenly understood something and said: Your Majesty, no matter the seriously injured or the soldiers who are still alive, they are our solid believers and forces, just watch them do this Die...

They died with value.

The Pope of Light interrupted Falus's voice. He felt that the soul of his brother who only liked to cause trouble and had no brains was resurrected in Falus' body and took the initiative.

First, they died for the Holy War. Even if they are the lowest orc skunk magicians, they will be respected by the world and future generations; second, I would like to see how Nicholas will deal with them.

Is this important?

Falus could understand the first point, even if he didn't agree with it, but he was a little confused on the second point. He couldn't help asking: Your Majesty, how do you think Nicholas should deal with them? Release or kill, what does this mean? Does it mean anything?

certainly.

Saint Paul, the Pope of Light, smiled faintly and said: I think after he sees Leiyu's current state, and after he is forced to this point by me, will he do what he said before - a large number of human beings or... Intelligent creatures, including humans, orcs, elves, Hades, etc. that exist on the battlefield of Luowei Plain, will he turn the millions of intelligent races still surviving there into his alien beasts?

Quantity does not play a key role, but when the quantity accumulates to a certain level, it becomes extremely scary.

Falus could not understand more and more what His Majesty the Pope had in mind. He couldn't help but added: Your Majesty also said this at the earliest. Just like just now, Bishop Mullah and his magic bombardment may reach Without such a terrifying momentum, I believe that the 70,000 magicians also played a decisive role. Millions of intelligent races, if Nicholas really has so many alien eggs to parasitize them, plus more races of various races in the surrounding towns , I’m afraid that one day soon, the Central Cathedral will be besieged by the boundless sea of ​​his innate summoned beasts, and maybe we can’t escape from his sea of ​​beasts even if we fly for a whole day.”

I hope Nicholas dares to do this.

A trace of worry flashed in the eyes of the Pope of Light, and he returned to normal in an instant and continued: If he dares to do that, let alone me, believe me, the old devil of the Demon God Sect will not sit idly by and ignore it. That is An extremely terrifying monster. If they are allowed to continue to reproduce endlessly, all races will be replaced by them, regardless of the light plane or the demon world, including the underworld and other lower planes. That will be the real doomsday. .”

Dear child, do you think I will let this situation happen? Do you think the old devil from the Demon God Cult will sit back and watch this happen?

He wouldn't do that, would he?

Falus heard something and saw another eight-winged angel on the magic crystal mirror bravely and fearlessly resisting several alien attacks. In the end, he was defeated by a monster that looked more like a moth. He didn't know it was a black one. The fire-winged demon's monster's rays were smashed into sieves and fell to the ground, but they were swallowed by a dragon-shaped beast with its bloody mouth open. Falus couldn't bear it and looked away.

I don't think he would put his position on the hostile side of all forces in all planes, right? Falus asked His Majesty the Pope uncertainly: Your Majesty, I don't think he is that irrational.

It's hard to tell now.

The Pope of Light smiled slightly and said: The Plane War has just begun. Even though the battle that is about to end in Luowei Plain has far more participants or super-level experts than any other battle ten thousand years ago, but This is just the beginning. I didn’t show up, and the old devil from the Demon God Sect didn’t participate in the war, and that’s the key.”

Report to Your Majesty...

Falus wanted to ask something else, but suddenly he heard a slightly anxious voice coming from outside the church.

come in.

The Pope of Light flicked his hand, and the space where the magic mirror was located immediately became slightly distorted. Both the scene on the mirror and the mirror itself were turned into an afterimage of nothingness by the distorted space.

Your Majesty, our army has been stationed in Mohan Mobei City for half a day. According to reliable information, the demons who originally occupied Liwesim City not only showed no signs of attacking us and launching a battle, but instead attacked us when we entered Mohan. The city of Han Mobei retreated back a hundred miles. A paladin in silver armor walked in and said respectfully without raising his head or looking around.

Your Majesty's Holy Wisdom

Falus was stunned for a moment, then bowed to the Pope of Light with admiration and said, This is just as your Majesty expected. I said that you originally said you were going to Mohan Mobe City, but when you saw Nicholas... I changed my mind after appearing on Lowe Plains, and it turns out that everything is under your control.”

Control is out of the question. It's just that the old devil of the Devil's Cult will not conflict with me head-on until Nicholas, the evil star of evil, is brought in...

Then, the Pope of Light waved his hand to signal the paladin to go down, but he didn't see any movement. The magic crystal mirror immediately returned to normal, and then the Pope continued: Originally, I didn't really believe in the afterimage recorded in the great prophecy. , I even suspect that it was caused by my inner demon. Now it seems that the situation is still developing in that direction. The most spectacular or cruel plane war is not the battle in Luowei Plain.

Falus consciously ignored another of His Majesty the Pope's obviously blasphemous words. Looking at the violently shaking magic crystal mirror, only the shadows of an eight-winged angel and Mullach were left flying around. He could I guessed that the magician who was holding a crystal somewhere on the battlefield and recording the transmission must have had his hands shaking violently out of fear.

Actually, I hope that Nicholas will unscrupulously use all intelligent races as hosts to allow his innate summoned beast eggs to grow parasitically, thereby increasing his strength and power at an incredible speed.

The Pope of Light's eyes were also staring at the scene on the magic crystal mirror that was shaking more and more violently. His words made Falus a little confused.

Your Majesty, why do you say that? Farus fulfilled the awareness that a listener should have and asked in a timely manner.

The plane passage that never disappears has lasted for nearly ten thousand years and still exists between our light plane, the demon world and the underworld. Even a magician or Warcraft who is proficient in the power of space laws cannot make the plane passage pass. It can last for ten thousand years; also, it includes extremely violent space fluctuations that occur once every ten thousand years and passages between various planes that appear from time to time. What do you think is the reason for this?

The sudden change in the topic of the Pope of Light made Falus' brain unable to keep up with him.

Is it just the change of the power of nature? Then why is it so regular? The Pope of Light looked at Falus' blank expression, smiled slightly and asked: Dear child, have you seen that nowadays it is not limited to gladiatorial combat? A variety of killing contests?

Seen.

Falus nodded quickly.

Just like a gladiatorial game, I can arrange many people or teams to compete. Maybe I will put them in different deserts or castles, and then give them a certain amount of strength to assist them, and let them find ways to strengthen themselves or themselves. The strength of the team they are in gives them enough time to develop themselves...

The Pope of Light spoke slowly, but Falus became more and more confused as he listened.

When one day I feel that these different people or teams have a certain strength and can create a wonderful battle, then I will use some magic circles or other means - such as tearing apart a space gate or a plane gate to let They inevitably come into contact and then fight...

Falus understood something as soon as he heard these words, and his face turned pale.

As for letting them do this to relieve their boredom or to invite some high-ranking people to gamble for fun, it is no longer important. What is important is that the chess game from the formulation to the outcome is beyond the control of those people or the team themselves.

When the Pope of Light said this, a trace of sadness flashed in his unusually bright eyes.

Your Majesty, you mean... The more Falus thought about it, the more horrified he became. As soon as he spoke, the Pope of Light let out a long sigh, then waved his hand and said, I hope that in the end, the Supreme God will mercifully bless you. Let's

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