Vol 2 Chapter 339: Raiders Chenhui Plane

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"Welcome His Majesty God's return."
at the same time.
St. Catharina, who was in charge of the house, flashed in front of Wu Hui under the ripples of space, saluting respectfully.
"The concubine does not need to be polite." Wu Hui beckoned to her, motioned her to walk side by side, and asked casually, "Recently the kingdom of God has just been promoted and expanded, and business is busy. Everything is hard for the consort."
"But it's just some trivial matters, not hard work." Catherine's face filled with a smile, "Your Majesty traveled abroad, so fast enough to have enough resources for the promotion of the kingdom of God, and also bought a plane, this is called hard."
"It's easy to do." Wu Hui also did not intend to contribute. "This time on the Chenhui plane, I will send Saint Luke to lead the army to build the Holy See and preside over the overall situation. But you ca n’t relax your vigilance, you need to do it. Ready to support at any time, after all, the Chenhui plane is now facing a disaster. In addition, when the situation is clearer, the mortal plane will also form an expeditionary volunteer army. "
"Yes ~ my lord." Catherine said with a serious expression. "Sheng Shen will be ready for a full-scale war and will mobilize for war on the light plane and the Aesop plane."
The reason Wu Hui wanted mortal planes to participate in the war was also to train mortal planes in the army. The peaceful life of more than a hundred years seems to have worn away the ambitions of those mortals.
I thought that when the Aesop plane faced the Scourge of the Undead, I didn't know how many amazing human heroes were born. Most of them are now members of the kingdom of God, and even have become archangels.
Wu Hui also gradually realized that ease would only degenerate people, and more "experience" for His Majesty's planes.
After he and Catherine had a good time, they called in St. Luke and started to prepare for taking over Chen Hui's position.
Of course, Wu Hui did not forget the needs of the Temple of Gods, and instructed Catherine to allocate more excellent holy spirits to the Temple of Gods, and tilt the resources there to strive for the early development of the "Judge."
As for the idea of ​​encouraging his sons and grandchildren to commit suicide and soaring, Wu Hui will also kill him.
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In half a year, I passed by.
Isabella waited for Wu Hui's small spacecraft and finally drove near Chen Hui's plane.
Utilizing the anchor of the door of space inside the Punisher's small spaceship, Wu Hui opened the door of heaven. An army of angels fighting for half a year passed through the gate of heaven a little bit.
at the same time.
Chenhui plane.
The green prairie, located in the eastern part of the mainland, is rich in water plants and rich in species. It was once the richest place in the entire Chenhui plane. However, at this moment, the savannah, which was supposed to be full of life, was smoky, and the original prosperity and vitality were long gone.
A heavy cloud of clouds overwhelmed the wilderness, and the air of killing pervaded the whole world, even the air seemed to ooze blood.
"Boom ~"
A thunderous thunder rolled across the sky, showers pouring down.
Rabbits and rats were looking for food in the bushes. They were startled, and rushed back into the hole. The dragon and eagle soaring in the sky, taken by Tianwei, had to stop on the cliff and gather their wings to rest for a while.
"Hold on! The great ancestors will not abandon us!"
In the wind and rain, a faint hissing cry came from under the cliff.
Dragon Eagle poked his head out of the cliff curiously, and saw two people under the steep cliff fighting in the wind and rain, one of which was the tauren and the other was the demons.
At this moment, the Tauren side had been forced under the cliff, the demons came under siege from all directions, and only the remaining hundreds were struggling to fight against the cliff.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
The tauren chief wearing a feathered crown wielded a huge metal stick and swept continuously, smashing one by one the demons who rushed up and flying out, killing his eyes red, and his huge nostrils wheezing and panting, Like a madman.
Behind him, the tauren with a bone stick was pale, with blood dripping from the corners of his mouth, and had to be supported by others to barely stand. The surrounding tauren warriors also had blood dripping from their wounds, and the horns were broken. Suddenly it's in despair.
Since the tauren can give birth to their own gods, there is no shortage of strong people in the clan. As one of the powerful tribes with several blood hoof planes, the Taron tribe is very powerful in combat and warriors in the tribe. The number of 7-level strong is not a small number, there are many of the 8-level strong, and the tribal chief even has 9 levels. Demigod strength.
However, after experiencing siege again and again, and one hard battle after another, they have already been exhausted, and now they are totally supported by a willpower.
The soldiers fell down one by one, more and more corpses were piled up on the grass under the cliff, but the number of alive tauren was less and less. Unknowingly, there were only a few dozen people left with the tauren who had hundreds of people, and only a few of them were young and middle-aged.
There is no need for anyone to remind, one after another, the tauren teenagers silently picked up the weapons left by their fathers and joined the war group, as if they had taken on some kind of mission.
But for a moment, many tauren teenagers fell down forever.
The fierce killing sound accompanied by strong gas permeated the cliff walls, and the blood was submerged into the soil under the rain, and even the soil layer was stained with a deep red color.
I don't know how long.
The encirclement, which had been tightening, stopped.
Suddenly, a channel was separated from the demons who surrounded the tauren, and a figure smoky from the rain came slowly from the rain curtain.
The figure was holding a steel fork in his hand. The black skin was as rough as rock, silver hair was scattered behind his head, and a pair of huge devil horns were on his head. Even if he just walked and didn't deliberately release coercion, his momentum was still as oppressive as the dark clouds above his head.
It came from a higher demon.
"Smoky Lord."
"Smoky Lord."
Seeing people coming, the demons around him quickly bowed down and saluted.
However, the higher demons, known as "smoky adults," didn't even look at these lower demons, as if they were nothing more than worthless ants.
"It has some potential."
He glanced at the Tauren Chieftain who could not breathe, holding on to the metal stick, and then nodded his head in a graceful tone: "Give you a chance. Now choose to surrender and become my slave, I can Let your life go. "
"dream!"
The tauren chief gasped, and he could barely lift a bit of strength. However, not only did he not shake in the slightest when he heard this, but he was stirred up with a horrific anger.
He stared fiercely at the higher demon, gritted his teeth and said, "The tauren didn't breed! They would rather die than surrender!"
"Yes! Rather than die!"
"Rather than die!"
There are only a few dozen tauren left behind the tauren chief, and no one is willing to surrender.
"That being the case, let's die together ~"
The high devil smoky laughed coldly and raised his hand at will.
The long wait for a long time, the low-level demon army immediately cheered, and then swarmed up like a tide, showing the butcher knife towards the already exhausted tauren.
Hundred meters below the cliff, in a hidden cave that was dug in advance, a tauren old shaman with gray and wrinkled skin is holding a tauren child hiding in it.
They are the last hope of the tribe.
Through the thick soil layer and the thick cloak for shielding the breath, the sound from the top of the head has become extremely weak, but still has not escaped the keen sense of the old tauren shaman.
Before he knew it, his old eyes were filled with tears: "Great ancestor ~ Please, save your descendants ..."
His voice was hoarse, like a petition, a weeping ...
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In the quiet and solitary void, a battleship radiating a holy light was slowly approaching Chenhui.
It is the "Judger" battleship newly developed by the Kingdom of Light.
A light curtain was suspended in the center of the "Judger" main control room, and the shouts of the tauren who would rather die would be heard from the light curtain.
"Oh ~"
Looking at the tragic war picture in the light curtain, Wu Hui sighed with sigh.
These tauren are hard bones, but I'm afraid they never thought that their ancestors had abandoned them?
This time he had just dropped in to the Chenhui plane to investigate the situation. He did not expect that the situation of the Tauren plane was already severe to this extent.
Even if the races are different and there is no empathy, he can hardly remain impatient when looking at the tragic appearance of the Tauren people. How can I say that it is also a smart race that I bought and bought by myself. Is there any reason to watch them bullied by the demons?
"St. Luke," Wu Hui suddenly said.
"Subordinates are there." St. Luke immediately walked to Wu Hui when he heard the words. "What do you command?"
"Go to EbookFREE.me ~ Let those demons see the strength of our bright protoss." Wu Hui said lightly.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
St. Luke bowed to his command and flew out of the Judgement battleship with wings spread out and dived towards the Chenhui plane.
In fact, angel fighting usually opens the gate of heaven directly. However, Chen Hui has just bought the plane, and before he can build the gate of heaven, he can only use flying.
But even so, the speed of the 10-level eight-winged holy angel is still quite scary.
But in the blink of an eye, the figure of Saint Luke had become a light spot, disappearing into the deep clouds of Chenhui's plane.
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At the same time, Chenhui was on the plane.
The tauren tribe that was besieged again seemed to have reached the end of the crossbow. The strongest tauren chief was struggling to fight, but it was still difficult to restore the situation. His chest and shoulders were inserted in steel forks, and the blood in the exposed blood holes was dripping.
Just then, the sky suddenly lit a white light.
This white light was like the dawning light, and when Pu appeared, he penetrated the thick clouds and appeared over the battlefield through the heavy rain curtain.
In the strong white light, a figure clearly saw everyone's eyes on the battlefield.
It was a figure wearing a battle armor and holding a long sword. Eight white wings fluttered behind the wind, exuding a dazzling light, imposing like a blade.
With his appearance, terrible coercion was weighed down like a mountain.
The actions of the two sides who were fighting did not consciously stagnate for a moment, and even the arrogant high-level demon smoky could not help the pupils to contract, instantly tightening all the nerves in the body.
It's St. Luke!
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