After leaving the temple, Li En went directly back to his palace. When he pushed away, he found Xiao Jiu waiting for him. Xiao Jiu should have returned to the underworld. Why did he come to see him at this time?

"If you don't stay well in the underworld, why do you come to my place?"

Xiao Jiu shrugged habitually and said: "Things in the underworld have been arranged. It won't be of any use if I stay there. I'll just stay here and see if there's anything else I can do to help my little master."

Li En felt a little funny and shook his head and walked to the table. Xiao Jiu quickly filled the cup in front of him with water. Li En looked up and saw Xiao Jiu and immediately turned his head away. When he thought about it, Li En knew what Xiao Jiu was.

What do you want to do?

"Xiaoba returned to the underworld and gave that thing to Xiaoyi?"

"Yes, Xiao Yi is currently hiding from patrols in the depths of the underworld. The remaining ones are preparing to unite with the monarchs to attack the portal. When I left, the monarchs had already gathered together to discuss, but when will the attack be resumed?

It's unknown." After saying this, a thick black fog emerged from Xiaojiu's hand. Lien took a closer look and found that there was actually a faint white light under the thick fog.

"What is this?" Xiaojiu just dragged it, but did not put away the thick fog.

"Little master, this is what was left after those angels were killed and their power was extracted. They are a pair of wings. I don't know what happened. The bodies of those angels have been eroded and destroyed, but these wings have shrunk but remain.

Once it's down, none of us can destroy it, so I can only show it to you."

"Oh?" Lien took the black mist with great interest, and with a flick of his hand, he saw the pair of angel wings surrounded by the death power of the underworld. The wings were not very big, and even if they were opened, they were no more than fists.

Lien took the pocket-sized wings out of the black mist and looked at them carefully.

Li En secretly used his fingers and found that the wings were very hard. Even if he used 70% of his body's strength, he could not cause any damage to the wings. He was slightly surprised and turned around and asked: "How did you kill these people?"

Angel’s? Are there other angel wings?”

"They were killed by the kings. I don't know the specific process, but I told the kings that if these birdmen hadn't been restrained in the underworld, the chances of them being killed were not small. But I

But I only took one with me, and the rest were kept by those kings. They have done this kind of thing before."

"Huh? What do you mean by that?" Li En looked stunned, and Xiao Jiu also said, "They have many collections like this!"

"You mean, there have been angels who have entered the underworld before and were killed by these kings? Is there such a collection?" Lien asked with a depressed look. No one had told him this news before. If

If this is the case, then there is hope for him to go to the underworld to seal himself.

"That's right, but this is the first time that a specially built portal has appeared. Birdmen with four wings have appeared before. Almost all the birdmen who came to the underworld were killed and turned into the monarch's collection."

Xiaojiu searched his memory and said.

"Almost? That means there is an exception?" Li En knew that his own safety was at stake, so he naturally heard the flaws in Xiao Jiu's words. Xiao Jiu nodded and said, "There is an exception, and that one is also one with four wings.

Birdman, but after he came to the underworld, he directly transformed into a four-winged fallen angel. After killing his companions, he became one of the monarchs of the underworld."

Li En thought for a while and said: "I don't remember that there is no such person among the ten kings of the underworld..."

"Yes, I had just established myself in the underworld at that time. I heard from Xiao Si that it seemed that the birdman sent by the God Realm later killed him, but Xiao Si was not sure whether the fallen angel who was the original ten monarchs was dead.

, because there is talk of bringing it back to the divine world for purification, and there is also talk that the king has gone into hiding, otherwise how could that stupid dragon of Doro be ranked number one?"

Speaking of Doro, Lien immediately thought of the thin bamboo pole and asked immediately: "Have you seen Doro in the underworld?"

Xiao Jiu shook his head and said: "According to Xiao Si's observation, they should be hiding. I don't know why, Xiao Si can't sense it. Everyone is busy dealing with the invasion of the divine world, although neither the master nor the servant came forward.

, but in the underworld, even kings rarely meet each other, and it is normal to lose the feeling."

"I have kept these wings. You must be careful in the underworld. As for you, it is better to practice with peace of mind. External force is not the right way after all. I gave it to Xiaoyi because it needs it. Do you understand?"

After Xiao Jiu nodded, black light flashed in Li En's hand, surrounding Xiao Jiu. When the light disappeared, Xiao Jiu also disappeared.

Looking at the pair of wings in his hand, Li En sighed in his heart. The power that Xiao Yi retained was the original power of the divine world, but the power of these wings was the power of faith. The reason why Li En could not hurt it at all was because

The gods in the divine world have thousands of believers, and when all these little bits of power come together, their power cannot be underestimated.

"It's quite imaginative to use the power of faith to create such a bird-man monster." Lien played with the angel wings in his hand and said to himself with a look of disdain.

In the competition arena.

A pig-headed man raised the long knife in his hand high, while the werewolf opposite held his claws and squatted slightly, ready to go. This was the final scene of the tournament where individuals competed for the title of Imperial Warrior. The pig-headed man was

A large tribe from the orc grassland, while the werewolves on the opposite side came from the Al tribe. The Bill branch, which was promising at first, was upset in the competition, and the entire army was wiped out. Even the strongest one only entered the semi-finals. This incident

Beyond everyone's expectations.

Even the butler.

Kate looked nervously at the competition between the two. After several days of competition, and with the guidance of the butler, Kate was almost always in a state of profit. The reason why I say almost was because the Bill tribe was eliminated by other tribes, leaving Kate

Nearly 100,000 yuan was wasted. Fortunately, it was the knockout round and not much money was invested.

"Grandpa Weir, do you think it is right for us to vote for the Bill tribe in this game?" Kate stared at the record book in her hand from time to time, which recorded the detailed information of each player. For this final, Kate invested nearly

Five hundred thousand gold coins. If he bets correctly this time, his capital will reach thirteen million. In this way, he will have a surplus of nearly one million.

"It shouldn't be wrong. I think those in the Bill branch were preparing for the group stage and legion battle in the future, but the players in these two tribes are different. They will go all out to fight for it. After all, the title of Imperial Warrior,

You won’t give it to others easily.”

While the two were talking, the two orcs on the stage were already entangled together. "This, how did they fight before?" Kate looked at the long knife flying up and down in the pig-headed man's hand, and then looked at the werewolf's open and close movements.

With his two claws, he tore his records to pieces. In the previous records, the fighting styles of the two orcs were now interchanged.

The long knife in the hands of the pig-headed man has repeatedly knocked his opponent out of the playing field. The werewolf used his body's endurance and agility to get through the game. However, the fighting style of the two men behind the scenes is completely different from before. Look at the two orcs.

The progress and retreat are very smooth and smooth, and you know that this is the real way of fighting between the two orcs.

"It's interesting." The butler was surprised in his heart, and the surprise on his face was only fleeting. Compared with Kate's concern about winning or losing the game, the butler had more profound thoughts. This sudden change in fighting methods is not a phenomenon in the human empire.

No, but it can be said that there are almost no individual practitioners who can interchange fighting styles.

The reason why it is said that there are no individual cultivators is because there are always more or less special arms in the army system of the human empire, and although the soldiers under these arms are not strong, they can perform various tasks very well.

a special military mission.

The housekeeper is a member of a big family and has seen various scenes. Naturally, he has seen special units with smooth and transformational fighting styles. The two orcs on the field did more than one level better than the human soldiers he saw.

If these orcs develop to a certain number and form an army, the human army will only be defeated miserably if the ratio of their numbers is three to one.

Upon entering the Orc Empire, various development scenarios have exceeded the butler's imagination. From time to time, the butler will ask himself what the Orc Empire wants to do. If it is really preparing for the war against demons, why does it not unite with humans but tolerate it?

Twenty years?

The butler was thinking about the problem in his mind, but the game was over. Kate hugged the butler with excitement, which shocked him. Looking at Kate's smile, he knew that it was the werewolf from Bill's tribe who won, and the little master finally had his own start.

funds, put aside the problems in his mind, and the housekeeper with wrinkles on his face also smiled sincerely.

The wind roars at the foot of the mountain.

A thin figure wearing armor slowly stood up. In front of him was a huge pit. Next to the figure stood an old man in white robes. The old man held a silver staff in his left hand and held it in his right hand.

A dazzling ball of light.

"Your Highness, God of Light, has the High Priest discovered anything?" the figure asked in a humble tone.

The old man known as the high priest nodded and raised the light ball in his hand. A light curtain was displayed in front of the two people. The figure lowered his head slightly and looked at what was happening in the light curtain.

"Is this necromancy magic?" Looking at the skeleton soldiers walking back and forth in the light curtain, there was no trace of surprise in the voice of the figure.

"Necromancers who are at least the third-level magic god are rare." The high priest's face was gloomy and he said in a bad tone: "I don't know what you are going to do?"

The thin figure let out a chirping laugh. When the irritation on the high priest's face became more and more obvious, the figure waved his hand and a thunderous voice sounded from behind. The high priest slowly turned around and looked at the black field.

Clouds appeared in sight. "This is...
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