Elven History Song

Behind the church, a huge magical force manifested itself into an army of at least 10,000 people, standing behind the pope. When they heard the word Crusaders, the two of them realized that the person in front of them was Urban II, the leader of the Crusades in the Eastern Expedition.

"This is not good, what should I do?"

Ruan Guiqian looked at the many enemies and had no idea, so she had to ask for advice from Ling Aoyan beside her.

"In fact, the battlefield ahead of the church is greater than the crisis it faces here. I feel a very familiar magic."

"who is it?"

“Odysseus and the Trojan Horse.”

After clearing the battlefield in front of the church, Ling Aohan naturally saw all this and also noticed the Crusaders and Urban II appearing in the rear. Ling Aohan finally knew why he had not seen the enemy's remaining 20,000 people from beginning to end. It was because those 20,000 people were the back-up move of the two successors among them, and would only be used in this situation.

The person on the wooden horse was the successor of Odysseus. He raised his arms and shouted. The belly of the wooden horse was pushed away from the inside. One after another, soldiers poured out of the wooden horse and lined up on the side.

"Two demon gods, can you and the demon envoys join forces with the King of Humans to deal with the Crusaders?"

"No problem, but are you okay?"

"We also have a trump card, don't worry."

Lin Shuangzhi looked at Ling Aohan very uneasily. Ling Aohan smiled and wanted to reach out and touch her head, but someone slapped Ling Aohan's hand away. Lin Shuangzhi, who was still blushing, looked up. Amon and Fugalo looked jealous and shouted at Ling Aohan.

"Don't touch my king, or I'll sink you into the sand!!"

"Take your hands away, bastard! You can touch my king casually! Believe it or not, I will drown you, bastard!"

Ling Aohan smiled awkwardly at the two demon gods who were still jealous and pointed behind them. The two demon gods seemed to feel an unprecedented murderous aura rising. They turned around stiffly, and Lin Shuangzhi looked at them with a kind smile, her face covered with black lines.

"How can I thank you two? Let me think about it? How about being suppressed until death with the Key of Solomon?"

The two demon gods begged for mercy in every possible way, and even knelt down and begged Lin Shuangzhi not to do that. They knew they were wrong, although they didn't know where they were...

The smile on Lin Shuangzhi's face became even brighter after hearing the two demon gods' quibbles. Ling Aohan quickly stopped her before she could actually take action.

"Okay, okay, go quickly, after all, business is important now."

The two demon gods agreed while giving Ling Aohan the middle finger. Of course, they had to take advantage of Lin Shuangzhi not looking at them. If they saw it, they would be suppressed and die.

Lin Shuangzhi returned to normal after hearing Ling Aohan's words, but she pursed her lips and turned her head to the side, showing no intention of leaving. Ling Aohan knew what she wanted to do, so he walked up and touched her head and said

"Okay, you can act like a spoiled brat as long as the war is over, but just concentrate on it now."

Lin Shuangzhi's face suddenly turned red when Ling Aohan touched her head, and she lowered her head looking a little embarrassed. Ji Xiangli and Xiao Zhaozhen on the side thought they had not woken up when they saw this scene. Lin Shuangzhi, who usually looks like a queen, turned out to be like this when facing Ling Aohan, I'm afraid...hehehe.

Lin Shuangzhi accidentally saw Ji Xiangli who was smiling evilly and Xiao Zhaozhen who was focused on watching the show. Her usual queenly look instantly returned and she pointed at the two and shouted.

"What are you looking at! Believe it or not, I will also press you into Solomon's Key! Turn around and prepare to fight!"

Ji Xiangli smiled evilly and pulled Xiao Zhaofu towards the Trojan warriors. Ling Aoyan, who was on the battlefield behind, had also left for the battlefield ahead, leaving Ruan Guiqian alone to face the 10,000 crusaders and their leader. After being touched by Ling Aohan, Lin Shuangzhi had obviously returned to her former queen state. She waved her hand towards Ling Aohan and carried the two demons towards the battlefield behind. Ling Aohan stayed on the frontal battlefield. After all, those who wanted to deal with those guys who could name them would have to mobilize all the combat power they could mobilize to fight them.

Nestor, Thrasymides, Antilochus, Argos, Diomedes, Palamedes, King of Crete, Idomeneus, Philoctetes , King Salamis, Ajax the Great, Ajax the Younger, Achilles, and the successors of Odysseus who had appeared before everyone and summoned the Trojan Horse. Behind them stood about An army of ten thousand men.

The enemy has been silent. They are waiting to clear the church's formation. After Ling Aoyan and Ruan Guiqian arrived, Ling Aohan began to issue instructions.

"All the people in the church gather on the front line. Beast spirits and demons summon your troops to fight!"

"I'm waiting for the iron cavalry, let me trample on this world again! The grassland eagle will soar between the sky and the earth!"

Ji Xiangli raised her arms and shouted to her former subordinates. A high-pitched and loud eagle call spread throughout the battlefield. When she looked around, it was like another world. A pleasant breeze blows on the endless grassland, the tender grass on the ground nods slightly in the direction of the wind, and a few white clouds float from time to time in the blue sky. Behind Ji Xiangli stood an army of about ten thousand people, riding horses with scimitars in their hands and long bows and arrows on their backs. This is the most important memory that Genghis Khan left in his heart. Through his own wishes, it has become the skill it is today. This skill consumes an unusually large amount of money. Every time it is activated, it takes at least a month to recover before it can be used again.

Before Ji Xiangli released her skills, Lin Shuangzhi, who was on the battlefield behind, turned around and said to the two demon gods:

"Summon your respective legions, I need their assistance."

"Yes, my king!"

"As ordered!"

Yellow sand and wind waves shattered the space behind the two of them, revealing a passage to hell. Uncomfortable sounds continued to come from the passage, and vague shadows could gradually be seen from inside.

"Follow the guidance of my king, I am waiting for the soldiers of the Duke of Hell!"

Demons, skeletons, orcs, and monsters that have never been recorded left hell fully armed and came to the world. They are the soldiers of the Duke of Hell, and the only value of their existence is to serve the Duke of Hell. The equipment they carry has been blessed with magic by the demon gods, and the power it contains far exceeds the enemy's expectations.

"I never thought we would meet again in this way, Hercules."

Philoctetes glanced at the bow and arrow of Heracles in his hand, and then at Ling Aoyan, who was in the other camp.

"I didn't expect it either, but this is reality. Accept it, my friend."

"You still have that one, right?"

"Yeah. I'm just about to use it."

Divinity condensed into a gorgeous belt from Ling Aoyan's hands. Ling Aohan knew about this belt, but he didn't expect that Ling Aoyan could summon it.

"Look, this is Hippolyta's belt. You all listen to the call of the blood of war and use your swords to kill all the enemies!"

Thunderous shouts resounded throughout the grassland, and the strength and speed of everyone on the Purge Church side, blessed by Hippolyta's belt, increased by several levels. Odysseus jumped off the wooden horse, and both sides were waiting for the commander to give orders.

"attack!"

"Attack!"