Chapter 702

It's not just Joe.

Marguerite III, Martha XIII and others, including Qiao Xuan and the people he brought, were all suppressed by the green light.

All of us are cold and cool for a moment, just like the old monk who has been meditating for hundreds of years. His heart is peaceful to the extreme. He has no desire, no impulse, and even has been deprived of all his instincts.

Just like old trees and withered rocks, they stand still.

They all saw that Joe was attacked by dozens of white knights. Everyone was aware of the danger Joe was facing, but no one helped him in time.

"Pierce, the Lord of peace." Margaret III whispered.

Huge, white spears condensed by dozens of white knights in the divine realm fell on the head.

Joe, like everyone else, was deprived of all his instincts and reactions. His mind is blank, his body is like ice, staring at the spear falling from his head.

In his mind, crimson eyes suddenly burned.

The scarlet instinct is infuriated, large scarlet lights fill Joe's mind, melt and crush the green lights that invade Joe's mind, and violently repel them.

Joe's fingers moved.

But without waiting for him to make any response, the White Spear, which was congealed by pangran's breath, had been bombarded heavily on his chest.

With a loud bang, Joe's clothes were blown to pieces.

His huge body was heavily smashed to the ground, and the huge hall trembled.

In the star map of the dome and the ground of the hall, countless stars flashed, the structure of the hall was instantly strengthened by thousands of times, Joe hit the ground, there was no trace on the ground, and the huge anti shock force hit Joe solidly.

The sound of "cracking" is heard all the time.

The skin of Joe's chest and back was broken inch by inch. The sound of his skin breaking was as sharp and crisp as a piece of hard porcelain.

A drop of black gold blood flows out from the wound. On the wound of Joe's chest, a large piece of murderous white light turns into countless small sharp drills, which constantly drill into his body with a piercing tearing sound.

In Joe's body, a large black light flickered. These black lights, with the appearance of darkness and the essence of scarlet power, resisted the erosion of white power.

Both in Joe's wound on the rapid friction, impact, Joe's skin a piece of broken into small particles, with a small flash constantly splashing around.

However, a strong vitality comes from Joe's body, and the vitality turns into "law chain". The flying particles are sucked by this force, and constantly fly back to Joe's wound, and return to where they should be.

"What an amazing body..." the gatekeeper No.7 murmured: "the spirit has not changed, but his physical essence is comparable to those gods at the top of the middle level... What a demon talent."

"Well, it's worth long-term observation and cultivation... Maybe he is qualified to stand at the top of level 33 and become our companion." Gatekeeper No.7 whispered to himself: "of course, to be a gatekeeper is not only to see talent and strength, but also to see... Temperament!"

Joe staggered to his feet.

Poof, he spat blood on the ground.

Just this blow, dozens of white knights join hands, their breath caused by rolling, but also just shattered his skin!

Oh, by the way, because of the violent impact, Joe accidentally bit his lip.

A drop of blood kept flowing back to the wound, and the wound was healing rapidly. Joe walked up to those white knights step by step: "it seems that you so-called gods are a little weak... Aren't the legendary gods omnipotent?"

The White Knight's eyes were burning with blood.

They stare at Joe and raise their spears.

The sound of footsteps came from behind, and a large group of priests in white robes and holding wooden sticks came in a neat line.

Their whole body is haunted by the green divine light, and their feet also have huge magical patterns, and the halo is flashing.

The light they sent out enveloped the whole hall and washed all the bodies of Joe's side over and over again.

Under the turquoise light, Margaret III was not only too lazy to move, but also too lazy to speak... They became the most silent and peaceful lambs, facing the murderous white knights.

Fortunately, Joe's Crimson instinct rose to resist this strange power.

"You are..." Joe looked at the priests in robes.

"We are the believers of Pierce, the Lord of peace..." a tall and beautiful woman came out of the room. The corner of her eye passed Joe, and then she gazed at Margaret III with a trace of awe.

"Your actions will lead to war and cause great damage to medland..." the beautiful woman said coldly, "so, follow my Lord's will, we come here to collect the source of possible harm..."

Gatekeeper No. 7 raised medland's axis in his hand: "so, Wallace and pierce are in the same boat, trying to take medland's axis?"

The doorman No. 7 grinned and giggled happily: "they are mortal enemies. They..."

The gatekeeper No.7, who was laughing happily, suddenly gave a cold hum. The complex pattern on his chest burst out bright stars. The dark blue stars echoed the stars on the hall dome and the ground. The body of the gatekeeper No.7 suddenly disappeared in the same place. When he appeared again, he had come to Joe's side.

Just next to the doorman No. 7, Wallace riding a wild boar and pierce wearing a laurel appeared out of thin air.

The sword in vares' hand is drawing back little by little.

Look at the position of his long sword. If the gatekeeper No. 7 walked a little slower just now, this sword could just pierce his heart.

In Pierce's hand, a green lasso vibrated slightly, like a poisonous snake, squirming restlessly in the air.

The position of the lasso, if the gatekeeper No. 7 did not escape in time, the lasso should just buckle his neck.

Joe was shocked to see the two gods who were compressed to the height of ordinary people and came suddenly in their own form.

"How can you sneak behind your back?"

Joe stares big eyes, startled way: "you, unexpectedly can be so shameless?"

"You are gods... Besides, how can you cooperate with each other?"

Isn't the Lord of war and the Lord of peace incompatible?

How could they unite and use such shameless tactics to sneak attack behind their backs?

Vares' dry voice resounded throughout the hall: "mortals, don't think you can succeed once, you can succeed a second time... We are gods, we have been succeeded by your conspiracy, we will naturally learn a lesson!"

"The axis of medland is not for you mortals."

With a smile, pierce held out his right hand to gatekeeper number seven: "give it to us, or you will be completely destroyed here."

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