C325 Holy cannon

"This?" The Ash Wolf muttered to itself for a long time before saying, "Based on the current pace of the battle and the scale of the battle, my wolf demon army will lose at least a third of its members."

"It's true. You're not exaggerating. You really need to lose a third of your people to take over the Church. That's only limited to the current scale of the battle. One third of the old wolves, the most important ones are the commanders. As the commander of the direwolf army, do you really not think much of their lives? "

"This …" The Ash Wolf was beginning to feel uneasy, not knowing what to say.

Chen Yuyang stood up, and looked coldly at the Ash Wolf, the Thousand Goblin Snake King and the Nine-tailed Fox King, without holding back, he placed the cup down heavily on the table, and then said: "I am not letting you watch the fight today, I want to tell you that the battle is cruel, and requires the use of your brains. You all need to be intelligent and unable to follow the bloodshed in your Demon Clan. Could it be that you all have forgotten the lesson of the ancient era, that during the Lich War, in the end, your Demon Clan were lonely and your Witch Clan fell?

This was a lesson, a very thorough lesson. Remember, before you attack, you have to think carefully. Like you guys, if you go up blindly, do you know how many people you three legions need to lose? Don't tell me that they are not my Demon Clan, and don't make a move when possible in the future. Remember, deterrence, is the most frightening thing.

If the Demonic Wolf Legion lost one third of their members, that would be 30 to 40 thousand Demonic Wolves. In exchange for victory in this battle, we would have already lost, do you understand? In the future, before you make your move, think about how to protect yourself and then how to eliminate the enemy! "

The current Chen Yuyang had already neared the peak of his aura, to the point where even the Ash Wolf did not dare to look him in the eye. At this moment, Chen Yuyang had made him feel the might of the Demon Emperor, and even if he wasn't wearing the Nine Dragons Robe, even if he wasn't wearing the Eastern Emperor Bell, he was still the Demon Emperor, the only ruler of Demon Clan.

The Ash Wolf of the Earth, the Thousand Goblins Snake King and the Nine-tailed Fox King all lowered their heads at this moment, as if they were children who had done something wrong, and said: "We received our teachings, thank you emperor. We will definitely remember today's lesson, and in the future, we will not act rashly!"

The battle continued, but the situation was constantly shrinking. At this moment, the Pope and the Blood Emperor in the sky, the two great God Level experts had already begun their fight. As for the Battle Church, they were starting to run out of energy. The number of Holy Knights dropped from thirty thousand to several thousand. The situation of the battle was also starting to become clear.

However, the elite of the Church still exists. The High Priest, the Silver Priest, the cardinal, the Cardinal, the Cardinal, the Arch-Cardinal, and the Ascetic Society are still here. They are still struggling to survive.

Dark magic, light magic, and light qi started to bombard the square outside the Vatican City aimlessly. They began to use mass destruction magic, regardless of whether they were enemies or allies. At this moment, Archbishop Alpha, along with all the other Archbishops, was standing behind the ascetic.

Alpha glanced at the Arch-Cardinals and bellowed, "Old fellows, let us use our last bits of strength to end this battle. Victory will still be ours!"

All the Cardinals looked at Alpha resolutely, then nodded. Of the twelve Arch-Cardinals, most of their Saint Force had been used up. They wanted to launch the final strike of their lives, giving out the final radiance of their lives. It was also the most beautiful chapter.

Twelve cardinals stood in a row, their mouths beginning to chant: "Bright Lord, I am willing to sacrifice my life, dispel the darkness of life, dispel the evil of the human world, let the light of the Lord purify over the earth, achieve supreme glory, let our lives burn, ignite the glory of the Lord, purify the God!"

"No …"

"No …"

Two furious roars rang out in the sky, the voices of Mozart and the Pope. Mozart was worried about the power of the purification of the gods, while the Pope was unwilling to believe that the twelve Arch-Cardinals would leave just like that. They were the pillars of the Church, the backbone of their power.

When Prince Philip, Lucifer, and Robinson, who were leading the battle, saw the white light descending from the sky and the most terrifying forbidden technique of the Holy See, they all shouted, "Retreat, quick, retreat, retreat!"

As if they had gone mad, the high-leveled Strigoi immediately retreated after hearing the news. Their speed was very fast, but the low-leveled ones were still caught in the mud of the war and could not retreat. As rays of starlight descended, the entire battlefield was monopolized by their mournful howls.

However, it was already too late. The purification of the gods was especially prepared for these dark races. As long as it touched them, they would immediately turn into ashes and turn into dust.

Thirty seconds. In just thirty seconds, in just thirty seconds, the Strigoi felt as if it had lasted longer than three years. Thirteenth Prince and countless Dukes had escaped, but many viscount, baron, and count had all become martyrs of the Twelve Cardinals. In just thirty seconds, the losses of the Strigoi were even worse than the previous battles.

At this moment, Chen Yuyang who was on the British Isles sneered as he looked at the eight array diagrams, and sighed: "Alright, it's time, it's time to appear, if you don't appear now, we'll have to go back on our words. This is not good. If the Church is to be destroyed, then we must destroy him. Old Wolf, prepare yourself.

"Yes sir!" The Ash Wolf had long been excited, as it was finally about to fight.

His eyes were bloodshot as he watched the twelve Cardinals perish. Tears began to roll down his cheeks, but Mozart was no better, his face was now filled with a hideous expression, and his fangs were stained with blood. He bellowed, "Old devil, I won't let you go, I definitely won't!"

The Pope gasped for breath, and the scepter in his hand once again shone with light. This kind of battle was too desperate, two great God Level experts, two people who stood at the peak of darkness and light, began their final battle.

All sorts of spells were used without hesitation.

The forbidden darkness techniques and forbidden light techniques began to surge forth. They were not attacking their opponents. Instead, they were attacking the enemy factions below. "Woosh, woosh, woosh, woosh ~ ~ ~" However, Mozart was too honest. Although he was angry, he was definitely not as cunning as the Pope. The two were not far from each other, but they did not know how to launch a sneak attack.

The Holy War was destined to be destroyed by the Church, and the Blood Clan was destined to suffer a heavy loss. Every step they took was according to Chen Yuyang's chess board, and the two sides were merely pawns.

After a round of explosions, the Church only had a few dozen Gold and Silver Priests, as well as a few cardinals who were magic masters. Even the Ascetic Cultivator Army had disappeared from the battlefield. This was one of the biggest losses the Church had suffered in a thousand years, and also the most powerful battle.

Just as the Pope and Mozart were about to attack each other, a dark figure suddenly appeared in the sky behind Mozart. A cold smile appeared on the skinny face of the figure as he ruthlessly attacked Mozart with a huge silver cross in his hand.

Mozart was too focused on the ground that he didn't notice it at all. The silver glowing cross ruthlessly smashed into Mozart, interrupting his magic. Mozart's body fell from the sky like a broken kite, a mouthful of blood gushing out.

He heavily landed on the ground. His eyes were filled with unwillingness as he pointed at the sky and at the Pope, and said, "You, good, good. I didn't expect that two God Level experts would actually appear in the Holy See. Good, good!"

At this moment, Ruth and Lucifer had already rushed into the cave. "Daddy!" Ruth cried out.

Thirteen princes beat back those close to them, then gathered around Mozart to defend their emperor. The Pope in the sky was sweating. This was something that he had planned. If it wasn't for the Strigoi forcing him, he definitely wouldn't have let this hidden expert show himself.

The Pope looked at the old man in the air and said, "Thank you. If you had been any slower, I think I would have died here!"

Martin laughed: "Thank you so much!"

At this moment, the two factions had returned from their chaotic battle, and as they faced off, there were less than a hundred people on the Church's side. As for the Blood Tribe, they were slightly better, and the Duke of the Prince still had four or five hundred people, but Mozart was already seriously injured. Facing the two God Level experts as well as the group of elite members of the Church, they no longer had the courage to fight until the end.

The Pope was no longer able to do anything. He spoke to Mozart indifferently, "Mozart, the battle between us is a matter of life and death. You are still alive, and I am too. Let the battle end this way!" Or else, both of you will perish, would your Thirteenth Prince be able to fight against two of my God Level experts? "

Mozart could no longer keep his eyes open, but he knew in his heart that he had to wait for the arrival of that Oriental man. That way, he would have a chance to fight for his life, and the Church would no longer exist in this world. At this time, Mozart seemed to have forgotten one thing, that was the medicine Chen Yuyang gave him.

That medicine could not only increase one's cultivation, it was also a panacea for healing injuries. If one were to take a single pellet, their injuries would immediately heal.

They seemed to have forgotten everything. However, before Mozart could say anything, a lazy voice sounded out from the sky. Chen Yuyang's incomparably refined smile suddenly appeared: "Mozart, my dear friend.

Only then did Mozart open his eyes with great difficulty and said with a hint of hatred, "You've finally come. I thought you people from the East were so dishonest."

Chen Yuyang helplessly spread his hands and said: "I was very helpless, I thought you all would be able to take down the Church, I didn't expect, didn't think that …"

Chen Yuyang's two actions made Mozart angry and ashamed. Since the other party had already destroyed the Church to such an extent, he had no way of entering the Vatican. He could only say that he was incompetent. He took out a bottle of medicine and threw it in front of Mozart, "Alright, Sir Mozart, it will be good for your injury if you consume it first."