The Comoros overlord gave an order angrily, but before his men could move, another voice sounded.
"According to the eternal Queen's order, in the name of Goddess Isa, the soldiers of Lugnath! Follow me to kill the rebel Victor!!"
I saw a large group of people from the Ark World, led by the prophet Patricia, breaking in from the side of the arena, holding high the green royal flag of the Eternal Court, pointing directly at the Comoros overlord Victor.
Not only them, but many conspiracy groups suddenly held up the battle flag of the Eternal Queen and rushed from all directions. The warriors in black armor all had a green ribbon tied to their arms. It was obvious that Males had already known what would happen and deployed their troops around the arena in advance.
Victor was on the high ground, staring at the swarming army, narrowed his eyes slightly, and then turned his head.
High above the other end of the arena, Males was gently shaking the folding fan in his hand and looking at him with a smile. Even though the two of them were thousands of meters apart, they seemed to know what they wanted to express.
"Okay, a good show."
Victor sneered, and actually sat back on the throne and glanced at the Yangyan sword under the throne.
"Then I will just regard this Phoenix King today!"
As he said that, he snapped his fingers gently.
"Protect the overlord! Protect the queen! Eliminate the rebels!!"
The troops belonging to Victor's side also rushed from the arena like a tide. At this time, the two sides no longer had any need for language communication, and they started to exchange fire when they met.
Even the clowns of different theater troupes have to fight together because of their respective positions.
For a moment, the sound of killing and gunfire in the ruins of the arena were heard.
At this moment, distorted energy tear through the night, covering the entire arena with dark purple light, showing numerous strange outlines against the backdrop of the dark night.
With the clear and discernible sound of energy weapons shooting, blue flames shot into the ruins. Under the lightning, the blade reflected a glimmer of light, and the battle formed a strange and unconventional melody.
Suddenly, the sky was crying, pouring into the ground with a non-worldly ocean. The unclean energy roared across the air. The many spores poured by the plague fleet crashed into Comoros with a poison. Although most of them were melted by the anti-psychic facilities that Comoros had, some still fell to the ground.
The Grand Master of Blood Actress stepped out of his nest for the first time in hundreds of years. He stood on the gunboat, looked at the battle fleet in the sky with his hands behind his back, and shook it.
"Oh, oh, it's really uneasy."
At the same time, the mist covering this mysterious area gradually dissipated, revealing a honeycomb-shaped black rock mass.
Accompanied by the terrifying roar, a large number of distorted creatures began to emerge from the hollows of the beehive, from strange shapes to the engine of pain, in a large number, densely packed with overwhelming amounts.
"This place is very live, but it can't be smashed."
The prophet Patricia stood at the forefront of the front line. She stretched out her arms as if she wanted to embrace the fury rain, her head raised, and her eyes were slightly closed due to her high concentration.
The black hair was swept by the wind and formed a rushing flow behind her. A sudden lightning flash reflected her deadly beauty. Then energy surged out of her body, turning into a blue holy ring, and then condensed into a brilliant blue fireball in front of her chest.
In one breath, Patricia opened her eyes, and the fireball burst out like a burst of life and rushed straight ahead.
For a moment, it seemed completely missing.
The next second, a huge explosion shook the surroundings, collapsed rocks and blood-soaked soil slid down from the broken auditorium like a waterfall.
The blue flames that exploded ring-shaped, lit up the sky and spread outwards, burning out the Ugur along the way.
When she solved a bunch of tricky enemies, she immediately noticed that a firepower was shooting at the left front of the team. The firepower was very fierce, and dozens of Ark warriors, violent Avengers, and several assault scorpions had been swept down.
The prophet could feel the enemies hiding in the ruins, but could not see them.
Even her excellent vision cannot penetrate the darkness filled with distorted energy, and the fire generated by the shooting makes the surface light and dark, making it easier for those guys to hide better.
"Bonu, there is a group of enemies holding heavy weapons in the left area, deal with them."
Patricia's thoughts teleported along the psychic channel and eventually arrived at the commander of the Nether Guardian who was on standby behind.
"Received, Prophet."
A simple answer was quickly passed back, and a team emerged from the darkness and mist, with a tall and slender body coupled with an equally huge and long but without facial features, the bright jewelry inlaid on the armor shone like life, and they took steady and silent steps - the cross guards of the Netherworld began to search for prey quickly.
These war machines, dressed in spiritual armor and towering on the battlefield, are a kind of lifeless warrior. They are built by humans with giant soul stone machines wrapped in the former warriors, giving their immortal souls a chance to revenge.
Soon, they determined the direction of the enemy, and the powerful weapons in their hands emitted a dazzling glare, directly evaporating the conspiracy group warriors who controlled the poison crystal cannon.
In response, the death jesters of the Harlequins who stood on the side of the Black Heart Conspiracy Group fired a volley and hit the advance of the Nether Guard. Large pieces of spiritual armor shattered and flew into the darkness. However, the strange giant continued to move forward as if he had not felt the impact. They began to fight back, and the hail-like rain of bullets flew through the air.
At this time, the battle had become fierce and soon entered a stage of close combat.
The assault scorpion wearing layered dark green armor attacked the witch spirit, the chainsaw sword was cutting in the humming sound, the star dart gun crackled, and the double blades brought the scream of death.
The Howling Banshees fought with the Snake Man and Ugur, and they let out a terrifying roar, even the most terrifying beasts had to retreat.
The conspiracy group warriors with green ribbons tied to their arms fought with their former relatives, and the poison crystals shot through each other's armor, the scimitar cuts each other's throats, the daggers penetrate each other's hearts, and finally overlap and collapsed in a pool of blood.
call out--
A beam of purple light slashed through the air, and the fierce Avenger Bishop Manik Roll slipped in time, and slipped into a blood-filled ditch as Poison Crystal exploded above his head.
Without a moment of hesitation, he pulled the trigger of the dart gun, shot a rain of bullets at a row of conspiracy groups warriors, and knocked down 4 or 5 people in one fell swoop.
When he stood up again, the remaining violent Avengers had moved closer to him and entered the combat position to protect their commander.
The Fierce Avengers were the first warriors of the Ark tribe who were born. They represent the most noble and ruthless war god among the spirit gods - Cain, the Blood Hand.
These warriors constitute the basic armed forces of the Ark world and are also the most tactically flexible warriors. They can act as elite long-range infantry and front-line chargers in the army. Therefore, shrines are widely present in various Ark worlds and are currently the largest number of roads.