Soul-Slaying Girl: All the contracts I contracted are ancient divine weapons.

The sound of knocking is extremely clear and loud.

The Anti-Xia Alliance designed such a high wall and such a huge gate, as if they were just waiting for those who knock on the door to appear.

With the first ray of sunshine in the morning, the sound spread far.

Almost half of the extremely evil city heard this voice.

Wow.

Gong Yangjin stood up from the water.

Water drops trickled down the mountain. After a simple wipe, she put on her kendo uniform again and walked out of the palace.

"Who's knocking on the door?"

"I don't know, my subordinates have sent people to check."

"Is there anything else to check? Knocking on the gate means calling the formation, and calling the formation means accepting the challenge." Gong Yangjin's cold voice sounded, and she raised her eyebrows slightly to make the mountains bow their heads.

The subordinates immediately leaned over when they saw Gong Yangjin's expression.

"Yes!"

"Who has free time in Fulong City currently?"

"Lord Sun Yun, the drunkard, Lord Si Kong, the chopstick gunner, Lord Ouyang Jin, the Qiankun in the bag, and Lord Fan Chaohui, the eater. There are a total of four seventh-level spirit contract masters and their contract spirits in Fulong City."

"Other spiritual contract masters of level seven and above all have their own missions and are not in the city."

According to the regulations, you need to pass five levels to break through the formation. Currently, there are only four seventh-level people in Fulong City, which is a bit unfortunate.

"How about sending a sixth-level person to the first level first?" His subordinates asked tentatively.

Gongyang Jin waved his hand and said, "No need to bother, let the four of them go first."

"Since I took over as the leader of the Anti-Xia Alliance, this is the first time someone has knocked on the gate and called for formation. I will be in charge of this final fifth gate, in the Chinese army's tent."

As soon as Gong Yangjin finished speaking, a sharp sword energy shot into the sky behind her.

The unprovoked strong wind blew her robes loudly and made her hair fly!

……

"It's over, it's over."

The sun had not set in the harbor, and Zhan Ning, who had been waiting for a long time, felt his feet go weak when he heard the knocking sound, and he slumped down in his seat.

It's over, it's over.

Bob is so stubborn that he really refuses to go into the dog hole and must go to knock on the door and call the formation.

Now, if Bob dies in Fulong City, the Anti-Xia Alliance, then the Demon Crossing Cloak, Yuehua Long Sword, and other props that he sponsored will all be counted on him.

When he thought of the scene where the fallen knight was held accountable after the plan failed, Zhan Ning was heartbroken.

"It seems that my judgment on him is basically accurate." Yu Lian said with a smile on her lips.

"How long has it been and you are still in the mood to laugh?"

Seeing the undisguised smile on Yu Lian's face, Zhan Ning said weakly.

"Why are you not in the mood? Also, based on my previous judgments, if they are accurate, doesn't it mean that Bob's strength is more than the sixth level?"

"So what if it's more than the sixth level? Can he really pass the fifth level and fight to the Chinese army's tent?"

Even Zhanning himself didn't have the confidence to do it.

"Maybe he can work a miracle."

Yu Lian seemed to be full of confidence in the Korean War in her words.

……

Mechanicum.

In a city made entirely of discarded parts.

At the bottom of the countless dense mountains of garbage is a dilapidated old computer.

At this time, a series of numbers flashed across the old computer.

On the garbage mountain, the boat boss, wearing a shabby boatman's clothes, lowered his eyebrows and looking like an honest man, is slowly climbing out of the garbage mountain.

There are countless mountains of garbage here.

Therefore, there are countless honest-looking ship bosses who are crawling out of the garbage mountain.

At this moment, they heard the voice coming from the direction of the Anti-Xia Alliance, and they raised their heads in unison.

"Skynet, you can't stop me."

The voices of countless ship bosses were strangely synchronized at this moment, and it sounded like countless human voices overlapping together to form a huge sound wave.

If an ordinary person had heard it, he would have bled from all his orifices and died from his broken heart and lungs.

But this is the headquarters of the Adeptus Mechanicus, a ruined mountain of electronic waste.

"You want to trap me here, and use inferior robots to simulate my image, replacing everyone's 'existence perception' and vague memory of me in the City of Evil."

"But even so, you still can't kill me."

One "ship boss" successfully climbed out of the e-waste mountain, and the next second, tons of garbage dumped down, burying him alive.

"I told you, don't call me Skynet." On the old computer, the data flow jumped rapidly.

An electronic sound suddenly came from an old speaker in a garbage dump.

"Someone is knocking on the door of the Anti-Xia League, and everyone's attention is drawn to it. Do you know what this means?"

A strange smile appeared on the face of the "ship boss" who was buried alive by garbage.

"This means that someone will come to rescue me. Because this is the agreement."

boom!

A loud noise came from outside the ruined city, and the entire earth shook violently.

The laughter of "Ship Boss" rang out for a long time in the ruined city with no other traces of life.

……

Fulong City.

All the residents of Fulong City also heard the sound of knocking at the gate.

This voice seemed to be ringing in their ears, extremely clear.

Everyone was completely awake, and they didn't mind watching the excitement one by one. They got dressed, walked out of the house, and walked to the street.

For a time, the streets were crowded with people.

"How many years has it been? How many years has it been since I heard the sound of knocking?"

"The last time I knocked on the gate was probably a hundred years ago."

"Moreover, no one has appeared in at least a thousand years."

"With five seventh-level people, unless the leaders of several major forces come in person, who can guarantee victory? I just don't know how strong the people who are knocking on the door today are?"

"Look, the defenders are here, it's Master Sun Yun, the drunkard!"

With one person's exclamation.

All the residents of Fulong City saw that the four people, led by the drunkard Sun Yun, slowly came together from all directions.

Among the crowd, they consciously made way for them.

Fulong City is very big, very huge.

There is still a long distance between the city wall of Fulong City and the real main city.

Every five hundred meters, a tent was set up.

There are five camps in total, which are completed at intervals.

Drunkard Sun Yun, a seventh-level spirit contract master, entered the first tent.

Chopsticks Gunner Si Kongkong, a seventh-level spirit contract master, took charge of the second tent.

Qiankun Ouyang Jin, a seventh-level spirit contract master in the bag, took charge of the third tent.

Eater Fan Chaohui, a seventh-level spiritual contract master, took charge of the fourth tent.

The fifth tent, the Chinese military tent, was empty at this time.

Just when everyone was guessing who was coming to sit in the central military tent, a graceful and beautiful figure fell from the sky and fell into the tent.

The leader of the Anti-Xia Alliance, Gong Yangjin, a seventh-level contract spirit, has taken over the fifth seat, the Central Military Tent!

"Who is joining the battle?" Sun Ya's angry voice sounded from the first tent.

As the giant city gate of Fulong City slowly opened,

A handsome young man walked in with his head held high.

"Daxia, Korean War."