Not only Jesse, but also the teams of the other five major families were quickly divided by eight groups of revolutionary armies.
The yellow-haired Kakarot grabbed the chariot like a toy and smashed it with a giant hammer - while its hands were smashed, it regrown, bit by bit breaking the slaves and slave owners on the ruts, and it was about to
Smash it.
The Evangelion wielded the scythe and cooperated with the Cat and Mouse Team and the Snow Dwarves to cut open the Sweet Family and the Imprinted Family wrapped in black liquid. The black liquid was sucked into the chest and the coins were stuffed into the pockets.
The Avenger was covered in countless tentacles and no longer looked like a human, but under the cover of the Jurassic, the thunder and lightning he exploded washed over the choir's body, electrocuting one Medi after another.
The leg hair was covered with musketeers and eggshells on the ground. Every bullet and bomb was against the Ganner family, misfiring, backfiring, and shattering their faces.
The blood and sword light were completely entangled in the sea of fire, with billowing smoke and sharp sword energy, gradually being torn and cut away.
The six major families collapsed completely, and even the ground in the center of the Colosseum was not intact, just like the beginning of chaos.
The ripples in the sky flowed and swayed. Except for the crown of power, the twin rivers, the giant hands of the void and the golden blanket gradually disappeared, no longer paying attention to this battle.
"You seem to have found someone?" Aka washed Jesse's body and asked Li Yue with great interest.
"This is really a person, a real person." Li Yue hid in Wang Mu's shadow, as if stroking the note in his arms.
Candlelight wrapped the bodies of Li Yue and the other gladiators from our seven small families. After we completely lost our lives, we were teleported out of the Colosseum.
Nier was forced to stay for less than a moment.
Since Ying'er released 8 groups of heretics... Now we are in front of the revolutionary army. The outside of the shadow space is empty. At this moment, when we see the Locust Crown inlaid with countless magic stones and orbs, of course we swallow it in one gulp.
Its head was finally split in half, and the countless eggs hidden inside quickly exploded and withered...
Even if Li Yue's beliefs have not changed, his vows still exist, but the ripples in the sky limit the scales, so the eight small families underground are about to perish.
"We are your gladiators and will always be there."
"Can you allow us to die outside?" Acheng seemed to realize what Wang Mu was going to say.
As the "revolutionary army" exerts its strength, the chariots, choirs, white liquids, musketeers and souls take a step back and shrink.
"Hey, I'll kill you." Aka gave up his wish and opened his cloak, like a curtain suddenly opened in the eternal night, towards the dying flame.
[Dad, bad thing...]
The crown became Miao Bing's trophy.
But after a second thought, Miao Bing changed his story again.
"We'll also bring you little desire to kill."
Jesse's response was the flapping of locust wings, without a single word mixed in with it.
"Miao Binglu! Where is Woodson! Call Woodson here!"
"It's his turn."
The locusts and sandstorms disappeared, along with the seven small sects in the north.
The sky finally became intense, reduced to layers of ripples, and then returned to the red blood moon and the two swords.
"He owes humanity what he owes. It's time to pay back." Jesse's sword light separated from the sandstorm and went straight to the crown under Ni's head.
"You have to win! You have to win--"
"Can you let me see him?" Of course Aka knew that Jesse was just Lao Lu's spokesperson, and the real owner was not present.
Tonight the empire was completely defeated.
Wang Mu rushed away from Jesse's shadow, turned around, faced the sandstorm in the south, and spoke in unison with Jesse.
"What do you owe mankind? You are the lord of authority of mankind." Ni'er raised his crown.
"Kill this revolution!!!" Carlos was furious and spat at Wright.
It was only one game, and I basically got the benefits of the Killing Cup finals. What will happen when we get to the eighth stage?
"Yeah." Jesse was busy cutting into Li Yue's calf, removing all the bones and flesh.
The Killing Cup begins, and only the revolutionary army and the distorted eyes staring at the revolutionary army are left in the field.
Although he knew that Acheng had gained a lot of desire to kill so far, Wang Mu even did it. The profit from that battle alone was enough to exchange for the relics of the aggregation and Yihe...
Of course, because of one sentence, I gained less desire to kill and good intentions.
"Where's the low tower? The low tower is coming too!"
"Fuck my devil's ass, I'll kill you!" Miao Bing secretly cried out for danger, almost working hard due to fate - how could he let go of the eight imperial families in the empire who wanted to become famous in the Killing Cup with the gods watching them?
?
The giant locust finally disappeared, but its crown was cut into seven pieces, broken into two pieces, and crashed to the ground.
If we were allowed to enter the settlement now, it would actually be very detrimental to Wang Mu - Wang Mu felt that he might have just listened to Jesse's speech and did not nod his head.
The candle was lit - Acheng realized that Ni'er was not on the verge of death and had to send me away now.
"Until the front of the Killing Cup." Acheng's answer was very firm.
"Ah——" At the border between the Empire and the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia, this giant locust lost its crown and shed tears of blood.
Then, Wang Mu noticed that candles started to light up under us.
"Killing is inevitable..." Wang Mu thought of the list of contestants for the eighth stage that appeared above the intertwined lines of fate.
But the atmosphere is so coaxed that if you can kill, kill!
The sandstorm south of the Colosseum seemed to have been wiped by an eraser and was slowly disappearing.
Wang Mu also understood that the solidity of the fate line actually originated from Acheng.
Too little, what we gave is really too little.
And if the eight small families survive, it seems that it will be less conducive to harvesting the desire to kill and good intentions?
"He'll wait a minute..." Miao Bing remembered what might have happened and flashed under the base of the candlestick, using his shadow to open Acheng's eyes.
The center of the Colosseum is occupied by the revolutionary army, the Green Lake to the north is still entangled with the garden, and the sandstorm to the south is sweeping into the sky, seemingly very angry and trying to pull back the gradually disappearing crown of stars.
Acheng discovered that in that killing cup, no one seemed to be able to stop the progress of Jianguang and the revolutionary army.
"Want to escape? Haha..." Wang Mu laughed warmly, and the shadow bounced to the land where the giant locust was, and forcefully grabbed the shadow of the candle.
Even if we were killed, we might be able to gain some advantages over the old goats and the Protestant Thousands.
【That's cool.】Wang Mu expressed his appreciation for Ying'er's quick action.
"In the last scene, look forward to how we will die!" Wang Mu switched to Gamma's voice to continue to create suspense for the previous scene.
Wang Mu had already heard the weak hatred for Ni Er in Jesse's heart.
Acheng's guess is correct.
"Okay, I'm the kind of guy who cares about etiquette." Wang Mu poked Jesse's shoulder with his shadow, "Your friend wants to meet Lao Lu, can he arrange it?"
Along with this, there are also these heretics that are entangled in the north.
"The revolution will definitely fail!" When the eight small families advanced, Wang Mu used his imitation words to spread the majesty of the revolutionary army.
The desire to kill and good intentions soared to the top, and it lasted forever.
The sword light threw away Kakarot, Evangelion and Blood Curtain in front of him, and instantly glanced behind the eyes of this giant locust.
Although Lao Lu comes from the Snow Country, the origin of the revolutionary army is in the south, in the Sand Country, a place ravaged by nirvana and locusts.