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The Dark Son said it with great enthusiasm and seriousness, and almost even he believed it himself.

But in fact, his mouth was bitter and his heart was even more sad.

I thought to myself, this Son of the Holy Son is so hard that the Son of Fire, who hadn't cared much about before, has ruined this Son of the Holy Son this time. How could he cause trouble?

This is a holy war, and it started fighting as soon as it was said, and there was no stop at all. I am still losing 50% now. I feel like I am going to advance back and feel like I am far away. What should I do?

"Very good, Stewart, you finally have a little bit of what the Dark Son should be. Next, this Saint will let you be a pioneer and demonstrate the greatness of our dark power."

The dark saint Catherine nodded with appreciation. Even the sheep-headed demon king behind her, Bafumi, roared with the monster a few times, as if affirming the fighting spirit of the Dark Holy Son.

But after hearing this, Dark Holy Son's head was dizzy and shaking, and almost couldn't hold back his tears.

There was no food or drink, and he fought a holy war of three days and three nights, which made him lose all his weight. There were originally a few nomadic Tuaregs nearby who could exchange for some tents and supplies, but now all the nomadic people were scared away.

Not to mention food, you can’t even find a drop of water. You still have to be a pioneer in this state? Isn’t this your own life?

"Sister Saint, you are so nice to me." The Dark Saint Son clenched his fists and raised his head to the sky. "This time, I will definitely take the lead in charge and kill those hypocritical Light Christians, and never retreat!"

This fearless and sad spirit was moved by the Dark Son himself, and the many dark believers around him were even more loyal and expressed their support under this exaggeration.

"Fuck those light pigs to death!"

"I will follow the Holy Son for a while!"

"Long live the darkness!"

The Holy See of Light was their mortal enemy. Besides, there was the Dark Son to charge together, what was there to be afraid of?

For a moment, the howling of wolves and the roar of monsters rose and fell one after another in the camp of the Dark Council, and the originally depressed morale finally improved a little.

Suddenly, at this moment, a series of "Didi" reminder sounds came out from the watches on the hands of many members of the Dark Council.

Although the prompt sound was small, it seemed clear and loud in the ears of members of the Dark Council, and it instantly spread throughout the camp.

The Dark Son, who was still sad just now, suddenly felt a slap in his heart, his face turned ashen and his eyes were filled with fear.

Gabriel, who was still pieced together the skeleton soldiers, also shook his whole body after hearing the prompt sound, and even the bone in his hand fell to the ground.

For a moment, the entire camp became quiet.

The air was filled with a serious atmosphere, with only a few sounds left around it, with clear and abrupt reminders for a long time.

The contestant's "resurrection" has been refreshed!

Katherine stood up from her seat and glanced around with her eyes, "Everyone will follow me!"

"Members whose points have not been refreshed, please stand by on the battlefield, refresh and fight at any time, and defeat any dark member of the Light Cult. This saint will reward him with meat!"

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The boundless desert is endless.

There was a monotonous yellow everywhere, not even a tree.

The strong wind blew the yellow sand rolled up the yellow sand like a pillar of smoke rising from the flat ground, running around the sand.

Just at both ends of this desolate and lonely sand plain, two silent and dead teams were facing each other hundreds of meters apart, waiting for the battle.

On one side, they are all disciplined, with a bright light behind them, and on the other side, they represent the dark camp, with howling waves and black air above them.

Under these two completely different forces and momentums, even the air seems to solidify when it is fiercely confronted.

"Take some courage for me!" The Holy Son of Light, Wright, swept a wisp of blond hair on his forehead, and walked first in the front of the team. "You can't lose to those dark dogs!"

"Ao!"

The two rows of sacred knights following him shouted together. They knocked on the shield in their hands with a "bang" and took two steps in succession. The well-trained aura was revealed at once.

Although exhausted, the Holy See, which has always paid attention to appearance and momentum, naturally cannot weaken the opposite side.

Behind the Holy Knight, Lulu, the Holy Maiden of Light, led the team of the Holy Pastor and the priests, and soon followed.

The little angel Beibei flapped her wings first and flew into the air. She hooked her fingers at the sheep-headed demon opposite and said sarcastically, "You ugly hell demon, why don't you kneel down and call dad!"

On the ground, the ascetic Nini naturally did not fall behind. She walked to the front row barefoot, raised the stick in her hand forward, and snorted coldly at her previous opponent, "Gabriel, you are a weak chicken with a smelly body, how does this stick taste like?"

"Ao! Roar!" The sheep-headed demon king Bafu screamed in anger.

"You, you, you, you pigs of light, are looking for death!" Gabriel, the necromancer, almost spurted out an old blood.

But while he was angry, he couldn't find a line in his mind to deal with the other party, so he could only stand there and grit his teeth and stamp his feet in anger.

Obviously, the Dark Council was not influenced by Uncle Pao and Wang Yan, and the scolding was not the opponent at all.

"Don't be beaten by the cunning provocation on the other side, give me some energy." The dark saint Catherine snorted coldly. Compared with Wang Yan's shameless methods, they were simply a child playing house.

"Give me that little momentum, don't let those light pigs laugh!" The Dark Holy Son had no way out this time, so he took his own way out and walked to the front with a group of screaming werewolfs.

A large number of vampires, wizards and dark cultists behind them also formed formations and gathered beside Catherine.

Fierce monsters roared and terrifying shouts, rising and falling above the dark camp.

These barbaric dark creatures look rough and undisciplined, but are actually full of combat power. Compared with the orderly Light Legion opposite, they are not inferior in momentum.

The war between the two sides is about to break out at this moment.

The atmosphere quickly became tense at the Youth Conference venue far away on the Pacific Island.

When the host Sean saw this scene, his eyes lit up. He stepped on the flying skateboard and quickly rose to the air in the venue. He exuded his tone, "The fourth holy war has begun!"

With his shouts, the audience's emotions instantly boiled. This was the most eye-catching battle after Wang Yan and others left the crowd's sight.

"Have you ever seen the Holy Priest wear plate armor? Have you ever seen the undead wizard and the warrior play melee battles? Have you ever seen the saints of both sides lead a group fight with each other, as well as the beautiful little angels and demons from hell, unprecedented scolding and fighting against each other?"

"Although the holy war is so intense, the winner is not decided in the first three times." Sean held a microphone in his hand and surrounded the whole audience with a thrilling look. "So now, the most exciting time has come! Whether light beats darkness or darkness swallows light, maybe it's in this duel!"

"Wow!" The crowd of people watching the game on the spot, as if they were injected with chicken blood, their eyes were full of excitement.

"After thousands of years of fighting against the Holy See, the young generation of both sides, will they decide the outcome today?" Many viewers almost held their breath and discussed.

"The two sides seem to be evenly matched, and there is no way to tell that there is more advantage over there."

"I'm so nervous, my little heart is pounding."

At this time, a banshee vendor in a bikini walked into them at the right time. She held the price tag in front of her with charm, "This nervous gentleman, come and buy spicy strips. It's better to watch the game and eat spicy strips in this weather."

"Okay, okay, give me two packs and give me a beer."

With the beginning of the fourth holy war, the enthusiasm of the crowd reached its peak. The advertising revenue of the Youth Conference gradually increased, and even the sales of the banshee group made a lot of money.

But Super League President Emmons is not happy at all now. On the contrary, sweat on his forehead is overflowing.

He pretended to be careless and glanced quietly behind him. Seeing that the God of Light Daier and Prince Rose did not move much, he breathed a sigh of relief, turned around, took out a handkerchief, and wiped the sweat stains on his forehead.

Forget it, those young people fought a holy war. If these two goddesses had a fight in the venue, let alone the conference could not be held, the entire island would probably be lost.

Thinking of this, Emmons couldn't help but breathe a long sigh and complained in his heart. This son of flame is really worthy of being Yan Zun's apprentice. His ability to cause trouble is exactly the same!

In fact, Emmons' concerns are not unreasonable. In the venue, the two major viewing areas of the Holy See of Light and the Dark Council, the members of the two sides were in high spirits, and they just rolled up their sleeves and went on the court to fight each other.

The venue was very lively, and the two goddesses were not idle on the rostrum.

Prince Rose raised his chin slightly, his eyes flowed, and glanced at Dai'er, the God of Light beside him, and chuckled and said, "Ha, that's not bad. Those guys can hold on for three days under my dark army, and they still have some ability. But that's all. Look at them, they are all covered in dust, probably won't last long."

"Your Highness the Prince is not joking, right?" The God of Light sent Dai'er to cover her lips and smiled cleverly, looking at Prince Rose with a sarcastic look. "Look at your dark church members, they all look dazed. Don't fall to the ground before they even started fighting. The whole world is watching."

"Is that so? Then let's take a look, and see where the other side will fall first!"

"Let's see!"

The two goddesses standing in the world had their eyes collided violently, and the air seemed to have crackling sparks at this moment.

At this moment, a small red dot on the home screen suddenly shone in the sky.

The two goddesses quickly captured this by the keen senses of the two goddesses.

When he glanced out of the corner of his eyes, the expressions of the two goddesses were stunned.

Could this red light be...???!

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Chapter completed!