Lord of the People: I recruited the goddess of heaven

Jiang Chen's rumbling voice spread over hundreds of miles.

This time, even guys like Ying Yinman and Little Fox, who were intermittently out of tune, looked serious, and without saying a word, they began to organize the strong men to climb the city.

Jiang Chen continued to say to Li Shuwen and Zhuge Qingyun: "Sky City is fast, you two should immediately select strong people to follow me!"

Looking at the anxious Jiang Chen and others, Zhuge Qingyun and the others both showed moved expressions.

They thought about taking the Sky City to rescue Hero State.

But some of them who know about it probably know how terrible the power consumption of the Sky City is when it flies at full power.

If they speak up, they will inevitably be accused of seeking repayment for a favor.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Chen did not hesitate at all.

No matter whether he is sincere or trying to buy people's hearts, Jiang Chen is a man worth making friends with!

What they didn't know was that Wang Lan had been the rear guard for the Divine Realm army, and had fought alone against the Divine Emperor Luo Tian, ​​and had been crushed to pieces.

The last message before his death was sent to An Chuxia, with whom he had the best relationship, begging her to keep her father safe if conditions permitted.

Jiang Chen could not ignore such a last wish.

Twenty minutes later.

The Holy Maiden of Heavenly Sound, the Crystal Maiden, the Warrior Goddess, the King of the Hill, the Blood Emperor, the Dragon Blood God of War, the Ranger General, the Golden Behemoth, the Angel Legion, the Temple of Light and Darkness, the Elemental Messenger, the Poison Warlock...

All the powerful military units in the Divine Realm, plus ten thousand military lords, all boarded the Sky City.

Tens of millions of powerful men were standing side by side, filling the two sky cities with an area of ​​over 100 million square meters.

"set off!"

Jiang Chen gave an order.

Countless spirit stones were burning, the two sky cities were running at full power, and the 36 spirit beast positions were fully equipped with dragons and phoenixes, allowing the speed of the sky cities to quickly break through the limit.

72 mythical beasts, pulling the two sky cities, quickly disappeared into the horizon.

"So fast!" Li Shuwen said loudly as he looked at the retreating clouds and mist, "At this speed, we can fly out of the restricted area in a few hours."

Jiang Chen suppressed his anxiety and said with a smile:

"After the battle just now, everyone has consumed a lot of energy. Man is made of iron and food is made of steel. There are still a few hours left, so everyone should just have a simple meal to prepare for the next battle."

soon.

"Working meals" such as dragon tooth rice and golden dragon fish were brought up.

……

Hero state.

Outside a capital city covering hundreds of kilometers, a sudden war has been going on for a day.

Although the scale of the current war is not as large as the Battle of Fantasy Sea Desert, the legions of the Eight Nations also exceed 10 billion, and it seems that in order to prepare for the surprise attack, the proportion of epic and above troops in this 10 billion legion is as high as an astonishing one-third, and the rest are also powerful legendary legions.

The Eight-Nation Army has just launched a new round of fierce attacks.

Countless legions broke into the capital's barriers and climbed up the walls of the territories.

The resistance of the Hero State was equally tenacious, and even the rare troops of the Farming Lords were sent to the battlefield to launch suicide attacks.

There are also many strong people shuttling back and forth, constantly putting out fires.

Every moment, hundreds of thousands of legions fall.

The city walls were soaked with red, green, yellow blood of people of all races, and corpses were piled up like mountains below the city.

Although the war was still brutal.

But anyone with a discerning eye could see that the Hero State might not be able to hold out for much longer.

呲——

Suddenly, a ten thousand meter long sword light shot out from the capital. Wherever the sword light passed, hundreds of thousands of soldiers from the Eight Nations Army fell down like wheat being cut.

The horrifying scene caused the offensive of the nearby Eight-Nation Army to pause.

A burly, blond, and mighty middle-aged lord in the back shouted, "Don't be afraid, Wang Wu has fired dozens of heroic sword strikes in a row. He is already at the end of his strength. Let's kill him in one fell swoop!"

"Seymour!" A loud shout came, "You only dare to hide behind the army, do you dare to fight me fair and square?"

"You want to fight me in a duel?" Seymour sneered. "Wang Wu, how can a sick man like you from East Asia fight me in a duel? Don't you know that I am a descendant of the great Plantagenet family?"

"Gorse?" Wang Zhengyi's sneer continued, "Secretly releasing crow poison, this is the chivalry of the Gorse, tell me, is it?"

Seymour's face changed.

Crow poison is an evil mental toxin. Once it is released, it can silently weaken the attributes of a lord, and it kills indiscriminately whether the opponent is a war lord, a farming lord, or an entertainment lord.

It is most effective against lords with weak willpower.

And this kind of damage is difficult to repair.

Because it is so vicious, its use is strictly prohibited in many territories.

Now that his evil deeds were exposed in public, as the commander-in-chief of the Eight-Nation Army, Seymour felt a little embarrassed and said gloomily:

"Hehe, I heard that your most talented daughter offended the God Clan because she followed Jiang Chen in the revolution, and was killed by the God Emperor Luo Tian with one punch. Not even a trace of her was left. How pitiful."

"But don't worry, I will reunite you and your daughter in the underworld soon."

"..."

Hearing this, Wang Zhengyi fell silent.

However, there were shouts and curses from many other Dragon Kingdom lords.

For a time, the soldiers of Yingxiong State shared a common hatred of the enemy, and their fighting spirit became stronger than ever.

A brown curly-haired lord beside Seymour frowned and said:

"Sir Seymour, our main goal this time is to kill Wang Zhengyi and other major leaders. Especially this Wang Zhengyi, with his special talent [Wenwu Yixue], I don't know how many powerful military lords he has trained."

"As long as the Hero State is leaderless, the remaining Dragon Kingdom lords will not be a concern. If there is enough time, the Crow Poison can even destroy them."

"But if you anger these Dragon Lords so much, even if you destroy the Hero State, it will cause huge casualties to our army. The gain will not outweigh the loss!"

Seymour snorted coldly and asked, "Sir Frey is too merciful. There are always casualties in war."

The brown-haired lord named Frey said, "Not necessarily. If we ask Wang Zhengyi to be killed at the cost of letting other Dragon Country lords go, he may agree."

“Hahaha…” Seymour was amused and laughed, “With Wang Zhengyi’s strength, if he is determined to break out, we can’t say for sure whether we can stop him. How could such a strong man sacrifice himself for a group of weaklings?”

Frey: "But in fact, there are indeed many similar figures in the history of Dragon Country..."

The two were arguing endlessly.

A tall middle-aged lord suddenly flew out of the space barrier of the capital.

The man was holding a big knife. He had an ordinary appearance and could only be described as tough at best, but his slender black eyes flashed with a sharp light.

Hundreds of sword auras surrounded him, and all enemies that came within a hundred meters were cut in half, no matter if they were outstanding or legendary.

This made all enemies facing him, even a mythical soldier, subconsciously retreat a thousand meters away.

Wang Zhengyi looked around with lightning-like eyes, and then he said loudly:

"If you withdraw from the Hero State, I can do whatever you want with me."

There was a commotion immediately behind him.

"Master Wang, are we the kind of people who are afraid of death?"

"That's right, if we die, we die together!"

"We can still fight again. Perhaps Master Li and Mr. Zhuge are on their way back to help."

Wang Zhengyi raised his hand gently to stop the noise behind him, and then his eyes penetrated the void of a hundred miles and fell directly on Seymour.

"how?"

Seymour and others looked at each other.

Especially Seymour, who just kept saying that he didn't believe that a strong man like Wang Zhengyi would sacrifice himself for others, but was slapped in the face in an instant.

Frey immediately said, "Sir Seymour, if you can really get rid of Wang Zhengyi without bloodshed, then we can talk."

"Okay!" Seymour's eyes flickered, and then he shouted, "Wang Wu, you must withdraw from the sword zone immediately and surrender."

Wang Zhengyi sneered: "I don't believe you."

Seymour said unhappily, "You're kidding me!"

Wang Zhengyi’s expression remained unchanged: “You withdraw from the Hero State first, and I, Wang Zhengyi, will fulfill my promise!”

District 555 has a profound foundation after years of accumulation, and the diameter of a provincial capital is as large as one million kilometers.

With the space sealed off, it would take at least a few days to withdraw from the state capital, so Seymour naturally would not agree.

When both sides were refusing to give in, a voice suddenly came from the sky.

"I don't agree to this deal!"