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Chapter 551: The Blade of the Enemy and the Armor of the Fallen Valkyrie

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On the back of the purgatory war beast.

The Queen of Desire stretched out a hand as white as jade and grasped the thick and plump flagpole of the flag of recruitment.

All of a sudden.

Circles of violent ripples centered on the flagpole and spread rapidly in all directions.

Wherever the ripples go.

All enemy units received a considerable impact, accompanied by negative effects such as fear, shock, and paralysis.

Gracia exerted force with her five fingers, and the color on the back of her hand quickly changed from white to a deeper bronze color.

More ripples followed, stimulating the devil soldiers on the battlefield.

In just a few breaths.

The decline of the devil's army was immediately reversed!

The demons chanted the names of the Queen of Desire and the Lord of War, and continued to charge with blood.

The enemy troops suppressed by the ripples of the battle flag looked slightly passive.

Even the arrogant snake demons began to avoid the edge temporarily.

They covered each other and evacuated the front-line battlefield, moving closer to the nearby Jisi. Since the terrain of the Blackwater Swamp was very suitable for Jisi and the Snake Demon to move, they did not encounter much resistance from the Iron Chariot Legion in the process.

The situation changed again.

It seems that the devil camp has regained the initiative.

But Matthew didn't think so.

"The morale that has been forcibly boosted will only fall further after the external effects are removed."

"After the Lord of Darkness displayed his cards one after another and used the geographical advantage of tearing apart the plane to successfully snipe the demon army, anyone with a little bit of brains can realize the crux of the problem..."

he thinks.

If Gracia can't solve it - at least pester Beckmann.

Then the devil's army will not be able to make a breakthrough on the frontal battlefield!

Beckmann clearly understands this.

So he stayed in the shadows from beginning to end.

Rather than saying that he actively chose a defensive posture and dealt with Gracia's attack skillfully and skillfully, it would be better to say that this was actually a helpless choice.

For Beckmann, the risk of being targeted by his enemies was too great.

After all, there is a significant gap in strength between the two sides, especially at the high-end combat level. As for nominally strong foreign players such as Jia Siliwen, Gai Lan, and Babasha, how much strength can they exert in the tearing plane? A question mark remains.

He must protect himself as much as possible in order to win the final victory.

But it's a pity.

The Queen of Desire, spurred by Blood River's will, would never allow Beckman to shrink back any further.

So after a series of ripples of battle flags.

Gracia did not stop.

She chose to pull the battle flag off the body of the purgatory war beast, and then clamped it horizontally under her arm!

She pointed the tip of her battle flag at the shadows on both sides of the castle.

The next second.

A solemn and passionate spell burst out from Gracia's mouth.

Matthew narrowed his eyes. This was the first time he heard a blasphemous chant with such lengthy steps. He could tell from the length of the syllables that it was not simple.

So he calmly stepped back a distance and threw some protective spells for himself just in case.

But this time it was Matthew who was a little too worried.

After the chanting started.

The Demon Queen's attention is locked in the shadows from beginning to end.

After the long chanting.

The tip of the battle flag continues to fade.

Gracia's chest was highly bulging, and she let out a sharp roar:

"Haters!"

"Old enemy!"

"Dead enemy!"

"No escape!"

After a few words similar to profanity, which seemed to be mixed with some shouts in Sioux language.

The flag of recruitment, which was thick at the back and pointed like a spear, quickly disappeared in her hand.

In an instant.

From the corner of his eye, Matthew caught the colorful barriers rising up on the city wall——

It was a defensive barrier set up by the volcano mage Aylin for self-protection.

But the spear wasn't aimed at him.

A few seconds later.

Suddenly there was a muffled groan from the shadows, followed by a series of grinning and inarticulate mumblings. After a while, Beckmann's emotion was heard from the shadows:

"The Blasphemous Words of Purgatory plus the "Enemy-Destroying Blade" of the Su tribe. "

"This battle flag really obeys your orders."

"It seems that I underestimated you..."

The words fell.

Circles of ripples several times more violent than before exploded from the shadows.

The shadow creatures near the castle received a powerful impact.

But the most dazzling thing is a certain raised place inside the shadow field.

There.

The endless darkness is disappearing at an extremely fast speed.

A thin figure was forced out by a powerful force.

He must have been a little injured.

However, the battle flag that even Matthew was afraid of was buzzing and trembling in the shadow realm.

There is nothing around it.

Just endless shadows.

Round after round of ripples are always erupting from its body, but most of the ripples are actually absorbed by the shadow realm.

Matthew's eyelids twitched.

He realized that Beckman had used his powerful domain power to forcibly suppress the incoming flag of recruitment.

On the surface, Gracia seems to be at risk of losing this artifact.

But in fact, her goal has been achieved——

First, Beckmann was injured by the call-up flag.

Secondly, he was forced to show up, and it was not easy to completely disappear from Gracia's perception!

"Beckman..."

"You may not realize that there is more than just this point that you underestimate me."

"And what I can take out is far more than you think!"

Gracia's voice was unprecedentedly serious and domineering.

Beckman snorted and wanted to retort.

Unexpectedly, the next second.

His pale face, set off by the surrounding background, showed a trace of surprise.

But Gracia opened a wooden box placed on the back of the Purgatory War Beast with one hand.

Brilliant golden light emerged from the box.

She did not see any movement.

A strong breath came from the box.

Everyone saw it.

A golden and magnificent armor full of solemn divinity, but surrounded by solidified dirty bloodstains slowly floated up from the inside.

This armor is so special.

It attracted everyone's attention.

Especially the supreme sacred aura contained in it, if a creature with a weaker will looks directly at this armor, it will sprout from the depths of its heart an impulse to kneel down and worship!

In fact.

Many shadow creatures were forced to retreat step by step by this armor.

They didn't even dare to look directly at it!

But what's worse is.

The shadow field behind them continued to send violent battle flag ripples.

The shadow creatures were stuck in place by the front and back attacks.

There was a rare bit of chaos.

"The armor of the fallen Valkyrie."

"I didn't expect this thing to fall into your hands!"

The words of the Lord of Darkness were full of awe for this armor.

He seemed to be reminiscing about something:

"The last time I saw it, the world was not so bad, and those people were still there..."

Gracia was not interested in Beckman's nostalgia for the past.

She stood beside the floating armor, her eyes full of murderous intent:

"Existences like you are precisely the root cause of the world becoming worse and worse."

"You have seen the owner of this armor, and you should also be very clear about her strength."

"This is your last chance--

Now, leave this plane immediately!

Leave the space near Purgatory!

Terminate your crazy plan!

Maybe you can still be redeemed.

Don't force me to wear it!"

Faced with Gracia's aggressive rebuke.

This time, Beckman chose to respond in silence.

He lowered his head, as if he was really thinking about something.

And Matthew in the distance also stared at the divine armor in a daze.

And the theology knowledge in his mind also appeared on the data column.

...

"Knowledge (Armor of the Fallen Valkyrie): This is a divine weapon made by the Sun God Gerard for his most admired female subordinate, the Valkyrie Oseline.

It is said that by wearing the armor, one can obtain endless power from the Tianlun Palace, as well as the additional status blessing granted by the Sun God.

Oseline fought for many years wearing this armor, killed many enemies for Gerard, and made immortal contributions to the establishment of the Tianlun Palace.

In the Age of Enlightenment, she was a more dazzling existence than many righteous gods.

However, for some reason.

Oseline eventually betrayed the Sun God Palace and defected to Purgatory.

Under the influence of the will of the Blood River.

The former Valkyrie became one of the Lords of the Nine Hells, and this armor also became a divine weapon of Purgatory.

Although the Sun God Gerard still personally chopped off Oselin's head and sealed her body on a planet in the astral world.

But this armor was accidentally left in Purgatory.

In the history of Purgatory.

Many powerful demons have briefly obtained this armor.

It is said that the fallen armor has stronger power.

The most notable point is that-

People say that she can give a living being the status of the Lord of the Nine Hells.

Of course.

This will also cause a huge burden.

Many owners of this armor in the history of Purgatory are suspected to have died due to being overwhelmed.

Its last owner was a volcanic dragon lord of Purgatory.

After the lord died suddenly in a war.

This armor disappeared..."

...

A lot of information flashed before his eyes.

But what Matthew cared more about was the various emotions that emerged in his heart-

This armor gave him a sense of déjà vu!

When he saw it for the first time.

A faint sense of sadness emerged in Matthew's heart.

The two sides were like old friends who had met after a long separation but could not recognize each other...

He even vaguely heard a call for himself!

Matthew couldn't be sure if it was an illusion, and the familiar feeling made him feel slightly flustered.

"The armor of the Sun God, why do I feel familiar with it?"

"There are too many lingering relationships between me and the Sun God, and there is also the God of Death... What is the relationship between these two old Dengs and me?"

Intuition told Matthew that things might be far more complicated than he imagined!

His heart was pounding.

For a moment.

Matthew wanted to snatch the armor from Gracia and play with it properly to satisfy his desire!

Fortunately, he finally curbed his irrational thoughts.

And in the shadows.

Beckmann finally responded to Gracia’s ultimatum:

"The Fallen Armor, haha, what a powerful artifact... What a pity."

"I thought you would make some progress, but I didn't expect you to be so naive. It seems that the will of the blood river forced you to come here..."

His voice became lazy, and his tone was full of teasing and sarcasm:

"Don't you realize why we chose this place?"

"Our goal is purgatory!"

"Purgatory is the last gate of order in the star world!"

"As long as we get through Purgatory, it will be easy for us to control other planes!"

"It's so sad that you are like an ant standing in the way of the Tongluo Gods' great cause of unifying the multiverse, but you don't even know it!"

The Lord of Darkness mocked the Queen of Desire unbridled:

"Do you think we just want to recreate the bloody meteor incident here?"

"You couldn't be more wrong."

"We will not repeat the last failure. The gods of Tongluo will eventually sweep across the multiverse. No matter whether it is the will of the blood river or the will of Aindor, nothing can stop us."

"No!"

He said firmly.

Gracia's eyes changed slightly:

"us?"

"When did you become a lackey of the Thongluo gods and are you still proud of it?"

Beckmann smiled nonchalantly and said:

"I am originally a blood descendant of the Tongluo God Line."

"In fact, I am the descendant of King Tongluo, and my status in another universe is extremely honorable."

"It was only by coincidence of origin that I stayed in the world of Irondor. In order not to attract the attention of the big shots at the time, I kept my name anonymous and escaped into the shadows."

"Now, it's time for me to reappear in the world."

"As the son of Thongluo God, I think I have the responsibility and obligation to let the light of Thongluo shine in this universe..."

Gracia sneered:

"Bato thinks very highly of you."

"He thinks you are a very shrewd guy, a friend to watch out for, and a potentially difficult opponent."

"Now it seems that the old man's evaluation of you was exaggerated."

"You are actually beguiled by the low-level words of foreign gods... Son of God Thongluo? This is the funniest joke I have heard this year!"

Beckmann was unimpressed:

"I don't have anything to prove to you."

"The truth will tell."

The next second.

His body leaned back and fell violently into the shadows.