As soon as everyone walked out of the palace, they saw endless giants destroying things in all directions. The scene was extremely grand.

boom!

Click!

The sound of explosions, the collapse of many houses, the sky full of dust, mixed with a small amount of gunfire and shouting all converged in the sky above this so-called holy land of the Celestial Dragons. Such a scene left several people dumbfounded.

"Has it gotten this bad?"

"how so?"

"Delin, this is what you said, is it still under control?"

Delin has not received the latest news yet. He only knows that the giants have joined the battlefield, but he does not know that they have advanced to within only one thousand meters of the palace.

When I heard Mas' question, I immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

No wonder Lord Yim asked them to come out and solve it.

The truth is that these giants are about to hit the core palace. With such a high density of gathering, even Lord Im may not be able to lock onto Carl who is hiding in the crowd.

Little did they know that just when they had this thought, Carl, who was far away in the air and had not joined the battlefield, was the first to discover the five of them.

"Do you know the Five Elders?"

"I don't know. How could we have this in our time?"

"That's right, maybe that bastard Yim knows him."

"Yes, even if that bastard turned to ashes, I still remember that if he hadn't begged us many times, how could we have participated in the resistance war?"

"Everything now should belong to us."

When the white-haired old man in the lead said this, Karl’s eyes narrowed slightly.

The next second, Carl smiled and said, "This is where the Celestial Dragons are located, and this is also the World Government led by Im, who once betrayed you."

"Everyone, go down. Anyone wearing gorgeous clothes or golden armor is a Knight of God. They are all minions of Im."

"I believe you have been holding back your resentment for a long time, so go ahead and release it."

These guys in front of them, after all, have the combat power of pseudo-general level, which is just right to reduce the pressure on their side from being too great.

As for their life or death, it was not something Carl considered at all.

The ship of the new era cannot accommodate the old guy of the old era.

"Let's go then, Carl boy."

"Thank you for saving me!"

"Bye now!"

Most people greeted them in a friendly manner, but a few people didn't even say hello and just jumped off the sky island.

"Father, this..."

Perospero immediately bent down and whispered to Carl.

These guys in front of me were all saved with the help of my father, so why do they seem to have no gratitude at all?

If I had known this, I shouldn't have rescued him.

"Don't worry, there will always be deaths on the battlefield, right?"

"I understand, Father!"

Perospero immediately grasped the essence of this, turned around and stepped back, talking in a low voice with his brothers and sisters behind him.

At the same time, it also helps to resolve the doubts in the minds of brothers and sisters.

"The fighting force in the middle of the battlefield has finally been mobilized. Let our people go down to help and don't let the soldiers on the front line die in such a miserable way."

"Except for those responding to emergencies, everyone else can be sent down."

Naturally, Carl also discovered that the fighting force gathered in the middle of the square was commanded by the Five Elder Stars and dispersed in all directions, for a while, forcing everyone to retreat step by step.

Although he didn't know what exactly happened that caused the World Government to lose its reserved strength and wait for the decisive battle when Carl personally arrived, he would not let them do anything they wanted.

Even when he went to pay homage to Carl, Carl would break off a few of its tentacles on the way.

"Don't worry, father. We have already arranged for them to go forward."

He was pleased with Perospero's reply.

As expected of the butler, he had already made a plan. Seeing his children disappearing behind him, he couldn't help but nod in satisfaction, and at the same time he took out a Den Den Mushi from his arms with his right hand.

"Bola, bola!"

"Hello, dragon?"

"The people down there are too slow. Why isn't the battle over yet? Why don't you go down and invite them up?"

"Wow!"

The dragon on the battlefield glanced at the cracker blocking the way and silently called the bear.

"Xiong, the battlefield will be under your command from now on. Don't let the revolutionary army's combat effectiveness be affected too much. I will be back soon."

Xiong's ears were very sensitive, so he naturally heard what was said on the phone. He said in a deep voice, "Don't worry, Long, leave it to me!"

After patting the bear's shoulder, the dragon turned into a wisp of breeze, disappeared from the land, and flew towards the Marine Headquarters below.

Most of the generals in the navy have already been assimilated by him. As long as he goes there in person, the battle between the navy and the pirates will definitely collapse in an instant.

It can not only stop the fighting below, but also bring a large number of combat forces to participate in this larger battlefield.

. . .

"This road is blocked!"

Cracker, wearing biscuit armor and holding the magic sword Thousand Blades, stood in front of the five members of the Knights of God.

In front of him were hundreds of biscuit soldiers.

"There are people who commit suicide every year, but this year there are especially many."

"Don't waste time talking to him, just go together."

"Just what I wanted!"

Cracker swung the blade in his hand, and the biscuit soldier took big strides and rushed towards several members of the Knights of God.

Upon seeing this, Xiong immediately ordered the surrounding revolutionary soldiers to move away, while he himself stayed on the sidelines. If Cracker could no longer hold on, he would immediately step forward to rescue.

The next scene made Xiong completely dumbfounded. Every time a member of the Knights of God desperately chopped a biscuit soldier into pieces, there would only be two slight popping sounds, and the broken biscuit soldier would quickly recover on the spot.

After standing up again, he continued to fight, with his hardness and attack speed not slowing down at all.

"To capture a thief, you must first capture the leader. If we continue to fight like this, we will be exhausted to death here."

"Others, provide cover and help me clear a path. The one holding a different weapon should be the real one."

One of the members of the Knights of God saw a cookie soldier holding a dark blue long sword behind the many biscuits, and thought that the real body should be wrapped inside.

"Well, go and ask him to solve it, otherwise no one can leave."

"That's right, go with peace of mind."

The five men quickly formed a circle, and four of them swung the golden round shields on their backs forward quickly. Along the way, the three or four biscuit soldiers who were blocking the way were directly crushed.

The member of the Knights of God standing in the front nodded and rushed forward quickly with a golden spear in hand. Along the way, he could clearly see the biscuits recovering quickly. Just in case, he fired two more shots.

"Biscuit Minister, Lux-Cracker, your death is coming!"

The member rushed forward without holding back, and his steps did not pause for even a second.

The spear in his hand was dyed black, obviously covered with the armament color domineering.

"What gave you such an outrageous illusion?"

"The armor isn't protecting me."

Cracker's physical skills are far beyond the reach of ordinary people. After all, he is a person who has been injected with the Titan gene. After decades of development, he can fight against a general with his physical body alone.

Making cookie soldiers is just for clearing soldiers.

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