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

The conversation between Louis XVII and Antonio had just ended.

They suddenly turned their heads at the same time and looked at the fifth tower formation that had collapsed into ruins.

There, there was a demonic flame rising into the sky.

The black-red magic flame illuminated the sky, like a black fire cloud.

"The Pope's aura has disappeared!"

Louis XVII's expression became serious.

He wasn't sure, because there had been too many surprises in this battle that was supposed to be a certainty.

"There is a completely unfamiliar, terrifying and terrifying ninth-level aura, appearing there!"

An enemy? Is it a friend?

There are people who are quicker to judge than they are.

That is the original Taoist weapon of the empire, the Knight Code.

The moment the Pope's aura disappeared, the Knight's Code suddenly closed the entire page and turned into a black light and fled into the distance.

Sensing the movement of the Knight Code, Louis XVII and Antonio's expressions instantly turned livid.

What makes the Code of Chivalry make such a judgment.

Without even notifying them, they retreated directly towards the Empire's base camp behind them.

This is almost telling them something clearly.

The empire is defeated!

"go!"

Louis XVII and Antonio looked at each other, knowing that nothing could be done, and both of them quickly made judgments.

Under their call, the remaining knights of the four major knight orders gathered together and began to retreat in an orderly manner towards the empire.

Looking at the scene of the Imperial Knights retreating like a tide,

Every Daxia person on the battlefield involuntarily straightened their backs, feeling like the air they had been holding back for a long time was finally released.

The empire is defeated!

Daxia wins!

Cool!

In front of the prison gate, a figure with monstrous flames fell down, and then another figure protected by golden mysterious text appeared, followed by the third, the fourth...

Several army commanders from Daxia met here.

"Congratulations, senior brother, for achieving your wish, completing a breakthrough, and becoming the second ninth-level strongest person in Daxia."

Lin Jingxuan took the lead in congratulating Wei Qingxuan.

Wei Qing waved his hands, not caring about this false reputation, and threw the two things on the ground.

Bang, bang, bang.

The sound of two heavy objects falling to the ground.

"This is?"

"I can't use the Pope's two ninth-level props. You can allocate them yourself."

Wei Qing's tone was casual.

But the presence of the Pope's two identity-symbolizing props can only prove one thing!

The most powerful man at the peak of the ninth level, the leader of the Old Testament, one of the five major forces, the Pope, died in the hands of Wei Qing!

He did it.

The ninth-level props that Wei Qing seized were the papal scepter and royal orb that had caused him a lot of difficulties before.

As for the gem crown, it was completely shattered when the Pope forcibly cast the blood curse to kill Wei Qing.

There's not even a scrap left.

The Pope's Scepter possesses near-invincible melee combat capabilities. No enemy within the range of the Scepter can break through its airtight defense.

The ability of the King's Power Orb is even simpler and cruder. It can release golden light at intervals, and any enemy enveloped by the golden light will be instantly dissolved into blood.

"Fourth Junior Brother, I will leave these two ninth-level props to you for safekeeping first."

Lin Jingxuan thought for a moment and handed them to Shen Zheqi.

Naturally, he and Wei Qing don't need it, nor does Han Zhan. Third junior brother Ye Qiu has the original Taoist White Jade Emperor Seal, so he doesn't need it either.

As one of Daxia's main forces, the Fourth War Zone was once the only regiment that retained its organizational structure when Daxia retreated to Beijun. Unknowingly, it had become the last in combat power.

This is a good thing.

Shen Zheqi was not coy either. His combat power was indeed a bit underwhelming in such a high-intensity war confrontation.

After distributing the two trophies from the Pope, Lin Jingxuan's eyes fell on Han Zhan again.

"The sword light just now has exceeded the ninth level. I can feel that the sword intention contained in it definitely comes from a person who has taken that step to transcendence."

"Is that what you gained in the fruit world?"

When Lin Jingxuan said this, he felt emotional.

Every time, every time Han Zhan enters the fruit world, he has gained a lot.

And this kind of harvest is not just for individuals, it has a profound impact on the entire Great Xia.

The demon heart he brought out from the fruit world saved Wei Qing's life and created the demon god in the world.

And that sword light helped Beijun eliminate the biggest crisis of the fallen darkness.

"That's right, Second Senior Brother, all of this should be within your calculations." Han Zhan took over.

Unexpectedly, Lin Jingxuan shook his head.

"As a divinator, with my current strength, I can only get a glimpse of the future, so there is no calculation."

"I only know that letting you enter the fruit world is the only optimal solution to this dilemma, that's all."

"As for how to solve it, what the process will be, and whether there will be any changes, I can't see clearly."

Lin Jingxuan said frankly.

This is why until the end, he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the fallen darkness coming.

Destiny is unpredictable.

Everything is following the future trajectory he saw, and there is no deviation. This is the best result.

Closer to home.

There is one more thing they need to determine now.

When I think about this matter, everyone including Han Zhan, Lin Jingxuan, Wei Qing, etc.

Their breathing became a little heavier.

"The Empire has withdrawn its troops."

"What should we do now?"

Everyone fell silent.

They held their breath, waiting for an answer.

This answer needs to be given by Han Zhan.

Under the spotlight, he walked to the front of the crowd and looked at the Imperial Knights retreating in an orderly manner under the cover of two ninth-level Imperial knights, Louis XVII and Antonio.

"Don't you think they were embarrassed enough when they left?"

Han Zhan raised a smile on his lips.

As soon as he said these words, the entire depressing atmosphere seemed to become more cheerful.

"In Daxia, when can we come and leave whenever we want?"

Han Zhan's second sentence made everyone breathe harder again.

I can’t tell what that feels like.

They longed for the words Han Zhan said, the words they had been waiting for for a long time, the words that would make their blood boil and risk their lives.

Everyone's heart began to beat violently.

That's because of excitement and excitement.

Han Zhan put on the Demon Crossing Cloak, holding the ancient divine weapon Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, and the bright red battle robe made a hunting sound.

"Where is Daxia Erlang now!"

Whether it was Lin Jingxuan, Wei Qing and other legion leaders, or the combat spirit masters fighting on the front lines, they all silently gathered behind Han Zhan after these words.

The long sword of Han Zhan points in the direction of the empire's headquarters.

Then he said words that were destined to be recorded in the history of Great Xia.

"The second sword goes south, the capital of the empire!"

"All the soldiers of Great Xia will follow me to clean up the old mountains and rivers!"

"kill!"