Chapter 960: The Marshal

New World, Golden Castle—

‘Tread!’

The dense and crisp sound of footsteps came from far and near, and as the setting sun set, seven men and women, either tall, short, thin, or fat, walked in shoulder to shoulder.

"What an exciting battle, King, don't you go and see it?" The man who spoke was named Stefan.

The man on the throne of the gods who was called "King" was the founder of the jihad organization - the Holy King.

The Holy King chuckled softly: "Unless a miracle was born, the twelve-winged angels are dead. I can't raise any spirit to see such a battle."

"I don't think so." One of the seven women suddenly said: "The twelve-winged angels can kill Kamer effortlessly and defeat the Easter brothers. Obviously, the world he used has already opened the 'second evolution'. Even if the king takes action himself, he may not be able to kill him with absolute certainty."

"Hahahaha..." The Holy King laughed heartily, as if he heard a very funny joke. After a while, he said: "Daibola, the reason why you say this is because you don't know what items the King's Silver Dragon melted and started the "second evolution" of the "Silver Flame Dragon Heart" is a top-quality treasure produced only in the "New World 2-star map". It completely restrains the sea god of the Twelve-winged Angels in terms of attributes. If it weren't for this, how could I feel at ease to let the King, Xiao Wang and the two brothers assist in the siege?"

"Does... all this beneath your calculation?" Dai Bola was a little surprised.

The Holy King shook his head, "No, I'm far from the level you said, but although the process is a bit tortuous, the result is the same as what I calculated, with no difference. Kamer, the Easter brothers died in battle, the king took action and killed the twelve-winged angel..."

"You knew early in the morning that Kamer and the East Brotherhood were killed and sent them out..." Everyone was a little puzzled.

"Only one who is close to one's own friends can win every battle. The three of them are just chess pieces used to test the strength of the twelve-winged angels... Like their unevolved and once-evolved world generals, I can cultivate as many as I want. To me, it doesn't matter how many deaths I die." The Holy King said lightly, and the seven people in the audience were frightened and speculated in his heart that his immediate boss was so powerful that he dared to say such crazy words.

"Um..." At this moment, the Holy King suddenly pondered and said, "I'm looking for you this time. There is a very important thing to tell you to do."

"Master, please give me instructions." The seven people said in unison.

"According to my calculations, it won't take long to help the twelve-winged angels. Your mission is to immediately go down to the realm and do everything possible to hold back the marshal called "mythical wound". You must not let him reinforce the twelve-winged angels. You will retreat immediately after you succeed..."

"Master Marshal! This..." The seven people looked at each other. They never dreamed that the first task assigned by the Holy King was so arduous.

They naturally know what the three words "Master Marshal" mean.

In this war that shocked the whole world, the total number of participants was nearly 80 million, and only two people had the authority to control the "Ultimate God General". Both of them were from Yanhuang Kingdom, one was a mythical injury and the other was the original.

Among the ultimate god generals, there are 50 million units, which is equivalent to the "five-degree evolution". Once you take action, you will definitely be the only one man who is at the gate, and there will be no one who can open it. Not to mention a king, even ten people, you will be like an ant in front of the ultimate god general.

"King, although we have all started the 'three-degree evolution', we have no chance of winning against the ultimate god general..." Stefan told the truth.

The Holy King smiled, waved his hand, and threw several items wrapped in black mist to Stefan, saying, "There are seven 'space gates' here and one 'Divine Bondage'. The former is for you to leave the battlefield after completing the mission, while the latter is used to suppress the ultimate god general. With these two treasures, you should be relieved, right?"

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Despair battlefield—

"Huh...huh...huh...huh..." A series of heavy breathing sounds came from Jie Ba's mouth. Before he knew it, he had fought with Yin Tianlong for dozens of rounds. Jie Ba's body was covered with scars, and his vitality dropped from the initial 80% to 52%.

"Bastard, what's going on... Why can't my water attack skill hurt this smelly dragon at all?" Zhang Mu cursed angrily. This was the first time he encountered such an outrageous thing.

"Ha, I have said a long time ago that your Jie Ba cannot hurt me... How can ordinary sea water compare with the 'Sun Flame of Holy Fire'? I advise you to surrender obediently." Yin Tianlong hovered in the sky, and did not forget to launch an attack while speaking. The silver flame balls as big as fists fell down one after another. The ground inside the black ball had already been smashed and devastated, and silver flames were burning everywhere.

"It won't work if this continues... What should I do? I can't run away, and I can't beat it..."

Zhang Mu's brain was working rapidly. In order to improve Jie Ba's strength, among the three treasures he could take, the "Wind God Cannon" and the "Black Demon Ten Thousand Ou Picture" had been melted away, leaving only the final treasure of the "Black Angel Thunder Technique" recorded in the "Dharma God Forbidden Code".

It was not that he had thought about using the "Black Angel Thunder Technique". However, Yin Tianlong's movement speed was too fast, and the king himself was a top master, so he never found a chance to use it.

Besides, even if you really use this magic, you may not be able to kill the opponent in one move. The second-degree evolution silver dragon in front of you is much stronger than the Immortal Emperor he encountered during the national honor...

Various plans poured into Zhang Mu's mind like a tide, but they were denied one by one by one. In the face of absolute power, any strategy seemed to be useless.

...

Just when Zhang Mu felt a little desperate, a roar suddenly sounded from the legion of the God Kingdom in Heaven. Immediately afterwards, a super orc, a hundred feet tall, wearing Jin Kai, and holding a giant sword, appeared.

"Hey...this..." The expression on the king's face slightly stopped.

"Ah! What is that!"

“So high… so big…”

"The ultimate god general... is actually the ultimate god general! The great marshal of Yanhuang Kingdom took action with his mythical injury!"

In addition to the black ball, all the players of the United Nations Third Legion screamed when they saw the orc.

"Lord, don't panic! I'm here!" With the mythical wound roaring, the orc kicked his hind legs, and his huge body immediately pressed towards the direction of a black ball like a mountain. When the members of the Third Legion who were fighting fiercely in the middle of the battlefield saw this, all of them changed their faces. They quickly retreated to the back like a rabbit with a hungry wolf. Some gods who ran (flying) were directly knocked into pieces by the ultimate god.

"Hiss..." Millions of people took a deep breath at the same time.
Chapter completed!