Little Tyrant Doesn't Want to Meet with a Bad End

"Where is our Redemption Legion? How did they break through the blockade of the Redemption Legion?"

Santos asked angrily, and couldn't figure out how to crack the black legion that was almost impossible to fight. However, the faces of the believers who heard his question were very strange.

"I heard that it was the arrival of the envoys of the Holy Jie Society that attracted the attention of the mother god to this place..."

"Bullshit! The holy envoy was killed by us long ago, where did the holy envoy come from!"

Santos interrupted his subordinates angrily, and after thinking for a while, he decided to go and see the situation himself. However, as he approached the battlefield, the gloomy middle-aged man's face began to turn ugly.

The shouts of killing, the earth-shattering shouts of killing with full morale came from the front almost without interruption, the turbulent flow of magic element, the screams of believers, everything told Santos the ferocity of the enemy ahead.

Stepping up to the high platform quickly, the surprised man looked into the distance, and saw a black-haired young man walking in the center of the team under the firelight soaring into the sky. Power fluctuations emanated from his body, and the whispers of the black soldiers and priests were dissolved under the fluctuations.

Beside him, Bradley, Bishop of the Saints Order, and senior believers in white robes surrounded him like a cloud, and a huge scorpion-shaped puppet stood in front of him. Countless warriors shouted the names of the Holy Angel and the Mother Goddess, Charge forward without fear of death.

"Damn, how is it possible? Do they have two holy envoys?"

Santos stared at the black-haired boy in the team, his complexion changed suddenly, he was able to resist the profane whispers of the Redemption Legion, and he was able to organize such a large battle to make all the believers feel as if they were dead. It seems that there is no other possibility for this kind of thing except the Holy Angel. If it is true If it is the Holy Angel, then the Brotherhood of Redemption will have to adjust its strategy significantly.

The strength of the envoys of the Saint Jiehui is not necessarily strong, because the selection of the envoys is not measured by strength, otherwise they would not be so easy to kill. In fact, the existence of the envoys is more like a key, and they can activate the holy envoys. Jiehui's hole card, and according to the instructions Santos got from above, this is the only thing that must be absolutely avoided.

For this purpose, they spent a lot of effort to intercept and kill the holy envoy, but now it seems that the other party was already prepared, and one of them slipped in after all.

The situation must be reported to an adult immediately.

Thinking of this, Santos stared at Roja's direction angrily, and left the front line amidst the imposing shouts of the Sanjiehui.

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Bradley felt like he was in a dream.

Two hours later, when the sun rose, Shengjiehui stopped the attack under the order of the envoy. By this time, they had recovered all of Dongcheng District and part of Beicheng District, and expanded their sphere of influence in one go. twice as much, almost back to before the war.

This first and only huge victory since the start of the war greatly encouraged the congregation, and also saved Bradley, who was on the verge of life and death, and Roja also completely became the leader of the Leinster Saints in this battle. leader.

The black-haired boy looked at the cheering crowd and remained silent. At this point, the infiltration mission was basically a complete success. Now who dares to question Roja, if he doesn't do it, the disciples will help him to crush him.

Of course, in addition to fully mastering the Saint Jie Society, Roja also has a second consideration, which is to make a big noise and attract everyone's attention.

Whether it is the entrenched legion and students in St. Freya Academy, or Lilian who may be in the city, Roja needs them to find himself before he can talk about other things, especially the latter. Finding the senior is now his first goal. .

Of course, in order to make a big noise, Saint Jie will pay a very high price. Roja's [Crown] source quality only provides resistance to those maddening whispers, and will not affect the black-armored soldiers and black-clothed priests In fact, Shengjiehui won more with less tonight, relying on incredible morale and fearless style of play to achieve such a big victory.

But for this point, Roja is not distressed at all.

Death, anyone can die, anyway, if it is a cult for a cult, it is not wrong to die either.

Moreover, they are indeed not afraid of death...

"The devout have defended the glory, and their souls have returned to the Mother God."

The black-haired boy looked at the corpse of the war dead and said this, and the fanatics who heard the words immediately looked like they wanted to die last night. Roja sighed for their brain circuits, and waved to Bradley.

"My lord, what are your orders?"

After one night, the middle-aged man who once blocked the city gate had completely changed his attitude. He rushed over after being called by Roja, looking like a flattered dogleg. Compared with last night, Roja spoke a lot more casually now .

"Tell me, what's going on at St. Freya College? Is there anyone from the Twilight Sages?"

"Yes, there are two, [Scholar] Astrid, and [Guard] Antonio, they should be waiting for support now."

[Guard] Antonio?

Roja was very surprised when he heard Bradley say an unexpected name, and reflexively thought of the gray-haired dean, but his face remained calm.

"So that's the case, but even people from the Sage Society may not be useless, especially when the Brotherhood of Redemption is powerful."

The black-haired boy said so, and said to Bradley whose eyes lit up:

"Give me a way to get their contact information, we're going to talk about a deal."

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At the same time, the South District of Leinster.

In the narrow alley, corpses were scattered all over the ground, and the strong smell of blood wafted in the wind, which was disgusting. The believers of the Brotherhood of Redemption looked at this tragic scene like a battlefield, and fell into a daze for a while, only because they fell to the ground and died It's not ordinary people, but those black-armored soldiers who came from hell.

"Why, how is it possible, wouldn't you go crazy when you get close to them?"

The terrified believers wandered along the alley, only to find hundreds of thousands of dead bodies. The cultists walking in the sea of ​​blood and corpses were terrified until they found a survivor who was not a black-armored soldier huddled in a corner.

"There are living people! Our people!"

"Hey! What the hell happened?"

"Female, woman, black, black-haired woman, all human, all human, hahahaha..."

The man who was found said so, trembling and speaking incoherently, and then broke out into crazy laughter. The cult members looked at their crazy companions and looked at each other, each of them looked ashen because they couldn't figure out the situation.

And in a block far away from here, a black-haired girl was covered in blood at this moment. She was muttering in despair as she recalled the information she collected last night.

"Where is it, Roja..."

Chapter 290 Five Same Choice

Lilian knew that she was not normal now.

For the first time since she was born, the girl's brain was in turmoil without any problems in her physical condition. All kinds of messy information converged, and her intense emotions scratched her nerves like sharp knives.