Heimarian Odyssey

Milt didn't care about the anxious battle of Tyra and the ending of the First Apostle Kahn.

The only thing that makes Milt extremely concerned and concerned is that in the past four hundred years, the Vatican Legion, which has penetrated into the chaos and void of the fairyland, has continued to report victory in the war.

But since 40 years ago, news about the tens of millions of the Holy See Legion has been completely interrupted.

Although on this civilized battlefield, the forty-year information vacuum period is not a big deal, maybe those Holy See Legions are in a fierce battle and don’t have the time to send the battle report to the rear in time?

Although this explanation is a bit pale and far-fetched, but the eighth-level Holy See powerhouse Milt can only comfort himself in this way.

In fact, with the elite and disciplined rigor of the Holy See Legion, it is the basic requirement that every Holy See Legion should have to convey the battle report to the main headquarters of Enze every ten years.

With the violation of this basic regulation, something must have happened.

Milt would rather believe that the Holy See Legion was caught in a fierce battle with the monks garrisoned in the fairyland at this time, rather than guessing the worst result.

"A direct attack on the top civilization hinterland of a party is still too abrupt and risky nowadays."

"Those immortal domain masters didn't return help, they must be dependent on the home star domain." Milt said in deep thought.

"But if the Holy See Legion encounters an overwhelming element, why doesn't Mirch use the Tower of Hope Traction Technique to teleport me to the battlefield to relieve the Holy See Legion?" Milt asked strangely.

In the center of the Enze Continent, a little bright blue light shone, but this huge tower with infinite holy light and power of faith has never been aroused.

"Unless" Milt seemed to be aware of something and suddenly looked into the depths of the fairyland.

"Unless Mirch thinks that even if I go there, there will be no way to undo the ending!"

"But what is that?" Milt's eyes became more solemn.

The depths of the fairyland.

Outside the prehistoric world, a fierce, but also a devastating war, took place here.

With the guidance of the Heavenly Dao League Mo Luo, the time for these Vatican legions to reach outside the prehistoric world was faster than imagined.

They deliberately avoided several medium-sized cultivation worlds in the fairyland. When the army arrived outside the prehistoric world, they were even

Outside the desert world, the Jade Emperor and Queen Mother, who led millions of celestial soldiers and generals to wait in battle, were somewhat unexpected.

If you only rely on the Jade Emperor and Queen Mother, then the day lily is really cold.

But fortunately, in this war, they are not the protagonists.

The Vatican Legion directly attacked Huanglong's war strategy, and in terms of the speed of advancement, it was faster than the Guangming Protoss back then.

But after all, it is just a large-scale world civilization, not the top civilization like the Guangming Protoss.

After the Guangming Protoss arrived in the depths of the fairyland, the eighth-level eternal lord immediately discovered that there was a top existence in the depths of the fairyland that they could not beat.

But as far as the Holy See Legion is concerned, they can only break into the dark one way.

And unlike the Guangming Protoss, they don't have the existence of the Supreme God for them.

Incomparably terrifying elements and energy tides converge outside the prehistoric world. This is a method that can be achieved only by integrating the rules and energy of the entire world.

As an eighth-level master, including the Desperate Spider Mother who was in the peak state back then, they definitely couldn't achieve such a means as Hongjun.

Because in addition to the overriding life level and law control methods, this ability of Hongjun also used the authority of the guardian of his plane.

Just a blow!

In the eyes of the Xianyu monk, Daozu Hongjun just waved his right hand forward, but for the tens of millions of the Holy See Legion outside the prehistoric world, it was an irresistible storm of terrifying energy and a sudden drop of elemental tides.

The power of countless fairy spirits directly dissipated tens of millions of the Holy See's legion.

Due to the teachings and style of the Holy See, these Holy See Legions were not equipped with slave creatures.

Wizarding civilization can easily pull hundreds of millions or more of combat legions, because of these civilization legions, slave creatures occupy a huge proportion.

One thing that the Holy See Legion has in common with the Guangming Protoss is that they have no slave creatures.

Without slaves, this means that the tens of millions of elite Vatican legions will not have qualified cannon fodder and front-row replacement dead ghosts.

In just an instant, tens of millions of the Holy See Legion were directly blown by the terrifying power of the faeries, and the remaining Holy See Legions that were washed away also suffered heavy casualties.

Sure enough, it makes sense for ninth-level creatures to have many shackles in the star realm. If such a terrifying existence is allowed to unscrupulously vent the power, even the star realm is ho.

Infinite, and one day they will poke a hole.

It is also due to the fact that the Holy See Legion is more elite and cohesive than the ordinary combat legion.

Otherwise, Dao Zu Hongjun's attack would not be as simple as erasing thousands of creatures.

Although they have just experienced a great terror that cannot be understood and resisted, the remaining legions of the Holy See, under the leadership of their respective legion chiefs and powerhouses above level 4, are still cheering up and uniting themselves.

Outside of the prehistoric world, millions of celestial soldiers and generals, as well as a larger number of native monks and monsters in the immortal domain, spontaneously rushed to the Holy See army after Daozu Hongjun's blow.

And among these immortal territories, the most dazzling is not the giant spirit **** of the heavenly sixth-level creature.

It's not that two hidden immortals who have never appeared in the wild land, but have reached the realm of quasi-sage level.

But the blue dragon, the silver white tiger, the red Suzaku and the blue Xuanwu!

The four sacred beasts all have the quasi-sage pinnacle strength, and under the blessing of the native rules, each of them has the peak desperate combat power.

The four great sacred beasts slew towards the depths of the Holy See's army in four directions.

Wherever he went, there was a **** storm.

The Holy See Lord Mirch looked very bad at this time. He tried to use the Tower of Hope to withdraw all the legions from the battlefield. However, due to the turbulent rules and the chaotic elemental power on the surrounding battlefields, the Tower of Hope was difficult to complete against the Holy See Legion. position.

And more importantly, the Tower of Hope cannot assist the Holy See Legion to retreat at this time. I am afraid that it is not only due to environmental factors, but the faintly invincible horror of existence in the starry sky in front of you!

It cannot be withdrawn, but it can pass through the Tower of Hope to ask for help from the mainland of Enze.

This sinister status quo, it is not difficult for Mirch to guess that it is probably the intentional arrangement of the middle-aged man with a long sword in the starry sky.

It was naturally impossible for Mirch to let more Vatican legions come to die, and he had vaguely sensed that the nearby space was locked, and finally determined where his initial anxiety came from.

"You can't die. My sword aura should be able to break through the weak spots in the nearby battlefield. You can lead the Holy See Legion to evacuate as much as possible, and I will break it." The blind old man Allen passed through the chaotic and violent tide of faerie power. He came to Mirch and said in a deep voice.