Completed the rotation of ten thousand people within ten breaths. Such a terrifying ability has caused everyone present to fall into silence.

Especially to the two commanders Sydney Kevin and Jide Talley, it seemed as if they had seen a ghost.

The execution ability of any team is very strong, and in many cases, it is beyond their reach.

People can't help but think that if their subordinates also have such linkage, it will be an absolute advantage and powerful enough to compete with the demons.

By then, let alone the demons, it will be just a matter of a thought to regain all the land in the fairy world.

Sydney Kevin looked at the exhausted looks of his men, and then at the believers in the Temple of Light not far away, and couldn't help but shake his head.

This has exceeded his expectations.

Although Geedtaret on the side was also surprised, he knew the root cause of all this, which was under Matt's full command.

Matt is just a believer under the Lord of Light, but he has absolute command authority.

Jidetaret didn't know what to say anymore and just shook his head.

"Kevin doesn't need to be amazed. We can't match the Lord's courage in delegating power."

Sydney Kevin nodded affirmatively.

"Yes, the Lord of Light delegates power, the believers have almost unconditional trust in the Lord of Light, and Matt's conscientiousness. All these combined can achieve such a feat."

Faced with the rapid response of the Light Lord Temple, Sydney Kevin and Jed Tallie could only sigh in despair.

They can't do this level of command, and neither can their subordinates.

"Let's take turns. I think everyone should be tired."

Following Gidtali's instructions, the two divine guards also began a secret contest.

As divine envoys, they have their own dignity.

This rotation took them less than half a moment. Although they had more manpower, this speed was commendable, but in comparison with the Light Lord Temple, it had already been shown to be insufficient.

With another round of desperate charges from the zombies outside, the battle began again.

This battle, with Qin Yichen personally guarding the outside and Matt taking full command, continued until Yu Daosheng appeared in the stronghold with a battleship.

Planwuli kept his promise and was the last to board the battleship.

It's just that this promise has little effect now, because most of these corpses are attracted by the battleships above, while the other part follows Kilo and wanders around.

The pressure that the stronghold needs to face is already very small, so small that just relying on Pulan Wuli alone can maintain the situation.

Looking back at the stronghold here for the last time, Pulan Wuli sighed.

"I hope I didn't make the wrong choice this time."

As the nominal commander-in-chief of the five Divine Court Guards, Pulan Wuli has a heavy burden on his shoulders, so heavy that he sometimes cannot breathe.

But now, Qin Yichen showed him a completely different path.

A choice to change the current situation of the fairy world by themselves.

Pulan Wuli didn't know how far this road would go and what kind of infamy it would bring, but his intuition told him that this choice was the most beneficial.

The Supreme Court has been silent for so long that even he himself has forgotten how majestic and domineering they once were.

I don't know how many years it will take for them to wake up.

Seeing the gods' envoys falling one by one, if there was a possibility for them to wake up, they would have woken up long ago and would not have waited until now.

As Yu Daosheng led another ten thousand people on the battleship, the magic circle opened.

The barrier of the stronghold gradually became dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

As soon as the barrier was broken, the battleship rushed out of the water.

Such a scene attracted countless people to watch.

Yu Daosheng left the battleship dispatching matter to Li Yun. After all, it was easier for the warships to take over. Their bodies would not be tired and they were the best pilots.

Arriving at the stern of the ship, Yu Daosheng looked outside, with some expectation written on his face.

“You’ve been fighting here for so long and you can’t bear to leave?”

With Pulan Wuli beside him, Yu Daosheng was naturally happy to chat with him.

Pulan Wuli chuckled and shook his head.

"How could it be? This is my sad place. Too many of my colleagues are buried here."

Seeing that Pulan Wuli looked a little hesitant, Yu Daosheng took out a jar of wine and handed it to him.

"Let's pay our respects. You know the situation in the Fire Slaughter Star Territory now. You won't be able to come back in a short time."

Pulan Wuli was stunned for a moment and took the wine jar from Yu Daosheng's hand.

"Thank you."

Just looking at the wine jar in his hand and the mud seal on it, Pulan Wuli had a lot of thoughts.

They held on here for several months and fought fiercely for more than a month.

What they got in the end was a piece of land that was soaked in their blood but they couldn't own.

In this world that was invaded and massacred by demons, his compatriots were buried, and now he had to say goodbye.

Their deaths seemed to have become an insignificant point, a small point not even worthy of being recorded in the history of the Supreme Court of God.

Sighing, Pulan Wuli reached out and opened the mud seal, looked at the land that had not yet been soaked by sea water, raised the wine jar in his hand, and the wine poured down.

"My compatriots, you will sleep here for the time being. If I cannot defeat the demons and take your bones back to the fairy world, I will come here and sleep with you forever."

The drink fell to the ground and Pulan Wuli closed his eyes.

His mind is very confused now, and Pulan Wuli knows that he is not working for the Supreme Court, but only for the fairy world. The best choice is to follow the Light Lord Temple and change the fairy world.

This choice is very difficult for a person of his status.

The dignity of the divine envoy was thrown to the ground by him, and the kindness of the Supreme Divine Court was also forgotten.

He is destined to bear too much for this choice.

"Look!"

"what is that!"

"Be careful, the stronghold is about to collapse. No one is allowed to leave the protection of the magic circle."

Puranwuli heard the noise and opened his eyes.

He saw faint souls gathering on the ground. They were the envoys who once stood on this land and fought hard. They were densely packed, and every inch of the land...

boom……

As the barrier collapsed and the water rolled in, this huge bubble rolled the battleship upward.

The illusory figures were soon submerged by the water, but they seemed unable to feel the huge waves rolling behind them. They looked up at the other gods on the battleship and pounded their chests with their fists.

For a moment, Pulan Wuli couldn't help but have tears in his eyes. He stood at the front of the battleship, facing the angels below, stretched out his fist and hit his chest.

A farewell gift.

Although the person is not by his side, he is in his heart.

The stagnant water swept forward until everything was submerged, and the battleship rushed out of the stagnant water.
Chapter completed!