After gathering the information, Downton used all his strength and punched the clone in the head.

boom!

The clone shattered into silver fragments on the ground.

call.

After exhaling a breath of turbid air, Downton took the time to rest. His expression was calm, but others were staring at him like a monster.

This is a very oppressive battle between evil gods. The slightest mistake or distraction can lead to death. Downton actually still has the energy to observe, this delicate mind, this calm nerve of steel, and this terror.

His insight and analytical skills are simply enviable and enviable.

Proud men like Washington are holding their breath in the holy war to prove that they are no worse than Downton. But now, what they see is an unattainable peak, which makes people despair.

If they are ordinary magic users, even if they are told how to solve the problem, it will take a lot of time to get the answer, but the expeditionary force will not. In this team where one person is the generalissimo at random, they are all extremely understanding.

High elite.

The clones were destroyed one after another. These generals knew themselves well enough to win even with weaker combat skills.

In less than a minute, hundreds of clones were killed. The entire main hall suddenly became quiet, and the remaining super beasts huddled in the corner, waiting and watching.

"Does this count as killing the evil god?"

Many people became excited because they could leave their names in history.

"How can it be?"

Rosicky pouted.

"The evil god is not dead yet, and the evil markings are still spreading."

Someone who was smart looked at the markings on his body and found that they had expanded to one-third of his body surface.

"Haha, Downton, I appreciate you more and more."

Sure enough, the evil god's voice sounded, "Are you really not going to think about it? After conquering the Western Land, I will completely hand it over to you to manage it!"

"Don't be fooled!"

The Pope is really afraid that a man like Downton will go astray, which would be a disaster for the whole continent.

"You don't have to worry about being deceived, I can make a soul contract."

The evil god showed his sincerity.

There were exclamations everywhere, and everyone's attention turned to Downton. This temptation was too great.

"Sorry, I don't like being a dog, even if this dog has the status of a king."

Downton refused cleanly without any regret.

"Pity!"

The evil god's tone was a little lonely. "If that's the case, then just go die!"

The fragments that fell to the ground regrouped, turned into copies, and launched an attack on their original bodies.

Their combat effectiveness has not improved much, but they are like a radiation source. Every time they come into contact with the main body, the evil markings will expand.

Killing and recovering are completely endless situations.

"What should I do? I can't kill him at all!"

"Your Highness, what can you do?"

"The time to become evil is coming soon!"

Everyone roared, their minds completely confused, and they subconsciously looked at Downton, eager for him to reverse the situation of the battle.

Downton fell into silence.

"Why is the situation different from the last battle?"

Washington was so worried that his teeth ached.

"Idiot. Just like Downton said, I can evolve too!"

The evil god sneered.

"Think of a solution quickly!"

Many people were urging, and Downton used his perfect performance to conquer the expeditionary force, causing them to ignore the Pope and those old antiques, and place their hopes on Downton.

This is worship, dependence, and tremendous pressure.

"be quiet!"

Moria sang and roared.

"Ah? Why are there so many spots all of a sudden? I don't want to be evil!"

A legend, even if he has made enough psychological preparations, is still afraid when death actually comes.

Divine purification.

The Holy Lily magic has no effect.

Silver streaks, like a tide, rushed over his neck and covered his face.

"I don't want to die!"

After Legend finished shouting, his pupils that were smeared into silver completely lost the emotion of fear, and like a walking zombie, he pounced on the nearest expeditionary force.

boom!

Xiupelongge waved his sleeves and fired magic quickly, destroying it.

"They are no longer your comrades-in-arms, they are puppets, so don't show mercy."

Shupelongo scolded.

Not to mention victory, the battle with no end in sight cast a shadow of despair on everyone, and their morale was rapidly declining.

"Don't panic, everyone, I have a solution!"

Downton shouted and quickly informed the whole group through soul communication, "Your Majesty, follow this tactic and give it a try?"

"good!"

After trying more than a dozen methods to no avail, the Pope could only listen to Downton's advice.

"Everyone should pay attention, focus on containing and severely injuring the clones, and do not kill them."

"Leave me the chance to hit the last hit."

"When I say dodge, you have to dodge as quickly as possible!

While Downton was giving instructions, the Pope was also explaining tactics to those old antiques. There was no way, their status was too high, and if they were to be commanded by a junior, they would definitely get into trouble.

"Twilight, Lily, and Charlotte, listen to my slogan later and use your time skills to ensure that the clones die together."

"Delaying time is not the answer."

The evil god teased.

Within just ten seconds, another person with relatively weak magic resistance was completely evil and attacked his former companions.

Downton ignored the evil god, and Ming Jing Zhishui radiated with all his strength, focusing on observing the condition of each copy.

"What are you still doing?"

The evil god would not let the expeditionary force be so easy, so he urged the super beasts huddled in the corner to let them attack.

"charge!"

These super beasts, who had been conquered and branded with slavery, had no way of resisting. Just when they attacked fiercely, Downton's roar rang out.

"Now, dodge and set fire!"

Following Downton's order, everyone abandoned their clones, got rid of the entanglement, and teleported to the corner as quickly as possible.

"attack!"

The old antiques with the Pope as the core used the long-prepared range skills.

Rage the sky and rage the sea!

Burning banners and clouds!

Soul shock!

…

Hundreds of mysteries were bombarded in the clone group, and under such intensive attacks, they were rapidly collapsing.

Downton's talents are fully activated, and the eyes of the stars are opened to the limit, locking every copy.

Star mark!

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Cross stars flashed one after another and were imprinted on the clone's forehead.
To be continued...