"He can't go to war with such a mentality!" Lili said in a deep voice.

"I know! But who can stop Bellet's current mentality?" Xingchen said with a smile.

When Lili saw Xingchen's smile, she suddenly became very irritable. She grabbed Xingchen's sleeve and glared.

"Yuyou! What is this for? My brain is on him, it has nothing to do with me!" Xingchen said.

"What did you do to my brother? Why did his combat power change drastically? What's your purpose?" Lili was like a female leopard, staring at Xingchen fiercely.

Xingchen was not angry, but stretched out his hand and gently touched Lily's head, and said softly: "Belite's current situation is lost by the power. It is easy to make him calm again. Just beat him up."

Lily didn't know what to say, so she stared at Xingchen in a daze.

"The Muts and the Holy See are coming! I want to see how Bellet will prepare! Well, I have to do things too, don't bother me!" Xingchen waved his hand, and Lily was gently pushed out of the door by a gentle force.

Lili gritted her teeth in anger, but there was no way out. In the end, she could only go to Xuyan, hoping that the old man could give some good advice!

But the results are doomed to be disappointed.

Until five days later, the Muts had a total of 500,000 troops, plus the 30,000 elite troops of the Holy See heresy Tribunal, and came to a place a hundred miles ahead of Yancheng.

The storm is coming.

But the wing people did not feel any nervous because their king was extremely powerful.

The 150,000-winged human race sank above Yancheng, covering the clouds and the sun was not inferior to the Muts in terms of momentum.

The Red-robed Bishop looked at the aggressive Winged Human Army and frowned: "Moretine is like a rainbow! It's not easy to deal with! Coupled with the opponent's unique air supremacy! The head-on confrontation will probably cause great casualties!"

Thinking of this, the Bishop of Red Robe glanced at the soldiers behind him. His troops must be retained, and it is enough for the cannon fodder to have Muts.

"Six great priests, prepare for the time and space transfer technique!"

"The magic technique is ready! The only one who can deal with this monster is God!"

Both sides are ready to go and are ready to fight at any time.

The sky is magnificent, and the 150,000 troops of the Winged Humans can be fully deployed, but no matter how vast the ground is, the 600,000 troops of the Muts and the Holy See cannot be deployed in such a short time, and invisibly, they are at a disadvantage.

"Preparation for the Forbidden Air Curse!"

The red-robed bishop waved the staff in his hand, and a force that ruined the world appeared above the lineup of the Winged Humans. The fooled sky turned into blood red, and an invisible force was brewing.

But Bellet did not move, but instead spoke in vain and came to the sky.

"It's not you who have magicians!" The aura that burst out from Xu Yan's body was not at all under the red-robed bishop. White magic circles appeared around Xu Yan's body, competing with the power in the sky.

"Divine magic, the world is annihilated!"

"Winged Human Magic! Sky Barrier"

The power that destroys one another collides with the power that protects everything.

The two magical powers silently offset the impact of the collision, and the impact force generated by the collision disrupted the formation of the Winged Human Clan a lot.

"Good opportunity! All attack!" Lan Peng gave his order, and countless powerful bows and crossbows shot at the same time, with all kinds of magic and throwing stones flying towards the Winged Human Army like locusts.

"Everyone, take off at a high speed!" Xu Yan shouted loudly.

The 150,000-winged human race flew neatly to the high altitude and began to fight back at the same time. The high-winged human race directly attacked with its own magic, while the low-winged human race used weapons such as spears and crossbows to attack.

In an instant, both sides suffered injuries, but the casualties of Mut soldiers were far greater than those of the Winged Humans.

At this moment, a golden meteor rushed out of the Winged Human Army and smashed directly towards the Mut camp.

"All...body...small...heart!"

The voice of the Red-robed Bishop was broken. He knew that the meteor that rushed over was his simple monster a few days ago, the city lord of the Sky City, the patriarch of the Winged Man clan, and Bellet.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, Bellet's body fell to the ground, and countless Mut soldiers around were shocked to death by this extremely terrifying force. In an instant, there was no living enemy within 50 meters of Bellet.

Whether it was Lan Peng or Cardinal, their faces looked very ugly. They could not imagine that an individual could be so powerful.

Bellet gently held his right hand, and a giant sword three meters wide and dozens of meters long appeared in his hand. The giant sword swept across. Any Mut soldiers and Holy See soldiers who touched the giant sword were instantly wiped out. In just a few breaths, more than three thousand soldiers died under Bellet's sword.

The morale of the Winged Humans has reached its peak. Everyone is extremely excited to see such a powerful king.

But despite this, there was no joy on Bellet's face, but he was extremely calm, as if this situation had been expected.

"Didn't you say there is a way to deal with this monster? Use it quickly! Everyone will die in a while!" Lan Peng roared angrily.

According to this momentum, Bellet himself was able to kill all the joint army.

The Bishop of the Red Robe gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words from his teeth: "Wait! It is very troublesome to prepare for the magical descending technique! We will take at least one minute!"

Not only the Mut soldiers died, but the number of people in the Holy See also decreased every moment. These are all the elites of the Holy See. He felt very distressed even if he died.

In one minute, I don’t know how many people will die.

There is no time to think about this situation now, because Bellet's giant sword has been cut.

Lan Peng and the Red-robed Bishop hurriedly avoided, but a large number of personal guards died under Bellet's giant sword.

This is not a dimensional battle at all, or rather, it is just a unilateral massacre.

"My king! mighty!" Xu Yan roared excitedly.

"My king is mighty!"

"My king is mighty!"

"My king is mighty!"

The 150,000 winged people yelled loudly. Although the Muts and the Holy See still had an absolute advantage in number, their momentum had been completely crushed by the Winged people. More people were fleeing to avoid Bellet, and even deserters had appeared behind the Muts.

After all, no one wants to be enemies with such a monster.

Lily watched from a place far away from the battlefield. Although her brother was invincible and invincible, she was still worried.

Lan Peng gritted his teeth. Every second passed as long as a year.

"The God-Subduing Technique is ready!" The red-robed bishop roared. At this time, his eyes were blood red and his expression was ferocious. So far, one-tenth of the warriors in the heresy trial he brought to him had died. If he could not see the results, he would not have to continue to be a bishop after he returned.

"The time-space transfer technique is ready to start!"

The Bishop of Red Robe yelled out this sentence with all his strength.

Six high priests chanted extremely obscure spells.

Bellet, who was killing, only felt the space beside him frozen, and a huge suction force came from the depths of time and space.

Bailet wanted to break free from the constraints of time and space, but unfortunately, he did not have the ability to space, and it was too late to break the space by punching his fist.

In the eyes of hundreds of thousands of people, a silver light flashed and Bellet disappeared out of thin air.

"The time and space transfer are successful! Prepare to receive the magical submission technique!" The red-robed bishop roared.

Compared with the time and space transfer technique, the magic descending technique is even more terrifying.

It would take dozens of priests to sacrifice themselves to successfully perform.

And the location of these dozens of priests is where Bellet was transferred.

The sky is extremely blue, and around it is a prairie.

Bailet frowned.

"Do you want to use this method to transfer me away and then defeat the Winged Humans? This idea is too naive!" Bellet sneered.

The morale of the Muts has been destroyed by themselves, and even if they are not here, they will not be able to defeat the Winged Humans.

"A big mistake!" Mendes, the director of the Heresy Inquisition, drank: "We are going to kill you here!"

"Kill me? You guys?" Bailett sneered.

"Of course we can't compete with monsters like you! But God will help us!" Mendes said piously.

Suddenly, dozens of priests sang at the same time, and a golden light fell from the sky, holy, terrifying, and powerful!

Since Bellet injected the life-enhancing potion, he has felt the first time he felt what pressure is.

In this golden light, there is a living body.

Extremely powerful!

Powerful enough to threaten Bellet's life.

"What kind of monster is it!" Bailitt murmured to himself, and his heart was extremely excited.

Finally found an opponent to compete with.

The golden light slowly dissipated, and this powerful life body revealed its original appearance.

It was a ball of light, and you could barely see a little shape, floating in the air, like a light bulb, a bit weird.

Mendes knelt devoutly on the ground, praying constantly, and the priests who used the magic of descent had lost their lives.

"Mortals, worship me!"

A vague sound came from the light ball.

Bailet's wings moved, and he instantly came to the light ball and slashed it with a sword.
To be continued...