Chapter 1110: Captives must have the consciousness of captives (1)

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On the formation of the troops, ten Huna, also less than half of the red.
Gong Zhengyu controlled 300,000 dead spirits and surrounded the 500,000 people of the Holy Dragon Empire in the city, so that they did not dare to leave one step at a time, and the monsoon smoke also fell from the sky at this moment.
"Next, what are your plans? Is it all to kill them?" Akasaka looked at the monsoon smoke, with enquiries in his eyes.
These soldiers of the Holy Dragon Empire are no longer able to fight back, and a stupid commander is doomed to be defeated.
The monsoon smoke looked at the soldiers of the holy dragon who thought they found a safe place, but suddenly nodded.
"Not interested in."
The answer to the monsoon smoke made Akasaka slightly stunned.
Not interested in?
"You shouldn't want to let them go? I think it seems that their commander is still not aware that they have lost. If they are slightly relaxed, they are afraid that they will fight back immediately." Akasaka said.
The monsoon smoke shrugs slightly.
"Since I asked you to drive them to the city, there is naturally a way for them to come out." After that, the monsoon smoked and threw the evil sword in his hand directly, and broke the evil sword into a silver light. Directly nailed to the broken city gate of the city, just in the moment when the blade of the evil sword did not enter the gate, a translucent light suddenly covered the entire city, like a huge barrier. inside and outside.
"Small feathers, all your spirits have been withdrawn." After the monsoon smoke looked at the barrier, he turned his head to the palace where the spell was still being cast.
Gong Zhengyu was slightly hesitant, but when the monsoon smoke was so determined, he gradually dispersed the death spirit.
With the dispersal of the Necrotic Summoning, the bodies that were resurrected by the power of the Necromancers were like all the powers that had been exhausted, and the body was fierce, and then they fell on the ground one after another.
Master Yue and others in the city looked at the dead spirits and suddenly fell down. It took a while to return to God.
"The power of the caster of the Necromancer may be exhausted, and we are gambling!" Master Yue’s face showed a touch of joy. The reason why they chose a temporary retreat was to gamble and hide in the dark. How long can the spellcaster last?
Now, as the dead spirits re-sleep, they seem to see the light of hope.
Huna’s eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes suddenly stared at the monsoon smoke not far from the city, and the eyes flashed a smoky cold light.
He really wants to see, without the support of the dead army, what does the monsoon smoke take with him!
"Everyone listens to the order and immediately goes out of town! Give me the monsoon smoke and corpse!" Hunah screamed, and the unsettled soldiers suddenly returned, under this command, scalp , rushing out of the city.
however……
The soldiers who had just walked to the edge of the city and were ready to rush out of the city, but when they encountered the translucent mask, they were directly bounced back into the city!
"What happened?" Huna shook a little.
Master Yue rushed to the edge of the city and wiped it toward the mask. But when he touched the mask, his palm seemed to be bounced off by an invisible force. Stretch out of the hood!
For a moment, Master Yue’s face became pale.
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[Seeking a monthly ticket~]