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Cold, chilling, and a neat white army lined up outside Stormwind City.

Looking from the city wall, one can see a pair of fanatical and determined eyes.

Following Sasdala's order, the 10,000 Holy See punishment warriors in the city all shouted angrily and suddenly drew out their swords.

Under the sunlight, the white sword flashed out, creating dazzling light and shadow.

It seems like a white ocean is flowing under the city, about to submerge everything!

The strength of the Holy See is beyond doubt.

Stormwind City is hundreds of meters high.

The city wall is made of black granite.

This huge city has stood in the wilderness of the outer world for nearly a thousand years.

It claims to have never been breached.

But today is different from the past.

On the city wall, the werewolf king Victor, wearing a black cloak and flying, with a powerful figure and extremely cold eyes, said nothing.

On both sides of him were the elite warriors of the werewolf tribe.

All of them were black. The fangs in their mouths were slightly protruding, and they let out a demonstrative growl.

These werewolf warriors, all with explosive muscles, bloodthirsty and warlike, showed no signs of fading when facing the Holy See army under the city.

But the werewolf race is not lacking in strength, speed, and ferocity. However, its brains cannot keep up with the cunning and calmness of vampires.

Impulsive, irritable, and easy to get carried away are the fatal traits inherent in werewolves.

Ordinary werewolf warriors do not know the terrifying power of the Holy See under the city.

But Victor, the werewolf king, knew everything.

But judging from the comparison of strength, the Vatican's 10,000 disciplinary warriors are enough to crush the entire Stormwind City.

However, the one who fears Victor the most is Sasdala, the red archbishop of the Holy See!

This person is a fanatical believer in the Holy See of Light.

The meaning of this sentence is that Sasdala is not afraid of death when fighting.

For the sake of the so-called faith in my heart, I could be reduced to ashes without batting an eyelid!

Victor can't do it, he's not that noble!

Moreover, there is also the terrifying left hand of God, Mephistopheles did not appear.

Victor's rough, huge palm pressed against the city wall and held it tightly.

On the other side of the sacred mountain of the werewolf clan, I don’t know if the ancestors have sent experts and werewolf troops to reinforce them.

If there is no help, then Victor will not have the confidence to defend Stormwind City.

But without Stormwind City, where will his status and identity go?

The king of the werewolf clan will no longer be worth mentioning.

"Hold on!"

From between his teeth, Victor bit out these two words.

The impulsive werewolf warrior roared: "Your Majesty, why don't you open the city gate and fight to the death with these bastards?"

"We, the warriors of the Holy Clan, fear neither heaven nor earth. We must tear these people who don't know life and death into pieces!"

Victor glanced at the werewolf warrior who protested.

It was a violent werewolf who looked somewhat like him. His upper body was naked, and his huge body was covered with black tattoos and muscles.

This is the strength of his son, the Earl, who is not far away from the Duke.

Holding his son's head, Victor spoke in a low voice: "Listen, what I want is for Stormwind City to remain in my hands, not to give it to the Holy See in vain."

"If you dare to mess around, I will tear you apart with my own hands."

The young werewolf warrior roared twice in dissatisfaction, but after all he did not dare to disobey Victor's majesty and orders.

boom!

An earth-shattering explosion!

The entire Stormwind City was shocked!

The Holy See army began to charge and attack.

The white wave slammed against the black wall of Stormwind City.

Red Archbishop Sasdala, with his red robes flying, slowly rose from the Holy See army.

Sasdala held a book in his hands.

That's the Bible!

"Even though I walk through the valley of death, I will fear no evil, for you are with me..."

Small scriptures were read from Sasdala's mouth.

Finally, he closed the book of scriptures, cherished it, and placed it on the mezzanine of his chest.

Then he punched in the air and slammed into the gate of Stormwind City.

Above the fist, initially, there was only a little glimmer.

When it was about to hit the city gate, there was already a white light, just like a scorching sun rolling down the world.

The werewolf warriors on the city wall who looked at this scene all screamed and fell to the ground and rolled vigorously.

The power of Holy Light of the Holy See has inherent restraint on dark creatures.

In this moment, it is most vividly reflected.

As the red-clothed archbishop of the Holy See, Sasdala's holy light mana in his body was even more terrifying.

Victor, the werewolf king, roared violently.

Like a black shadow, it shot down from the top of the towering city wall.

Just as Sasdala's fist was about to hit the city gate, the two collided.

boom!

The black and white halos exploded after fighting for a moment.

The violent storm, centered on Stormwind City, radiated for dozens of miles.

Sasdala roared: "The heretics will eventually be eliminated!"

The red divine robe on his body suddenly exploded, revealing muscles that were no less than Victor's.

Victor, the werewolf king, had a gloomy face and did not lose the slightest. He immediately started fighting with Sasdala in the air.

Feeling the needle-like feeling in the wind blowing in front of you, the forest dust crawling on the high ground in the distance murmured to itself.

"These two are the best among the Martial Gods."

"Whether it is the werewolf king Victor or the red archbishop Sasdala, they all have extraordinary power compared to ordinary martial gods!"

"I just don't know who is more skilled."

Ye Ji was by the side, watching the contest between the two martial gods with all his attention, and said softly: "In terms of strength alone, Victor is stronger than Sasdala."

"However, the holy light of the Holy See restrains Victor's dark power."

"And Sasdala still carries the holy weapon of the Holy See. If the battle continues, Victor will definitely suffer."

Lin Chen nodded and said, "Then let's wait and see what happens!"

A fierce battle unfolded around Stormwind City.

The Holy See has a numerical advantage, while Stormwind City is in a difficult position.

The battle started at noon and lasted until evening.

The setting sun on the horizon was stained with blood.

Ye Ji breathed, already holding it subconsciously.

After all, she is just a female assassin.

I have never experienced anything like what happened on the battlefield.

And it's still this kind of relentless fighting.

On the other hand, Lin Chen was much calmer.

He was originally a soldier and had participated in countless brutal battles.

A pair of cold eyes were always locked on the two martial gods who were still fighting in the air.

Lin Chen is waiting!

Wait for the time he wants to come!

Ye Ji tilted her head and glanced at him.

I secretly muttered in my heart that this guy is younger than me, but his mental quality is really hard to say.

If he waits for him to break through to the God of War, his advantage will be gone by then.

So, how will you deal with yourself?

Surrender to him?

Thinking about it, Ye Ji felt that her whole body was burning hot.

She absolutely does not want this kind of thing!