Chapter 688 The grand appearance of the Dark Pope

The elegant and artistic music and the rich and fragrant tea scent naturally floated out in the empty hut. The Yakio Snake tasted fragrant tea as usual. From time to time, he would raise his head to watch the battle in the three-dimensional large screen that was called "millions of heroes" by later players.

The smile filled the face of Yakira. Every minute he would smile happier than the previous minute. This kind of smile from the bottom of his heart would never be able to pretend.

There was a person sitting on the right hand of Yakio Orochi. This person was the other core figure in the Grand Plan Alliance, "Emperor Sakura", and he was also the youngest "one of the three major online games guild presidents" in Japan at this stage.

"The undefeated myth of Chinatown, our biggest thorn in our eyes, is finally going to be eradicated. This feeling is so good." Emperor Sakura gracefully put her calves, and her handsome face was filled with the pleasure of revenge.

"No matter how hard it is, it is useless." Yaqi Orochi stared at the screen without blinking, "The Religious Court and the Heretic Inquisition are one of the strongest guilds abroad. Their average strength is definitely much stronger than those miscellaneous alliance legions... The two are not on the same level. How can it work when dealing with these two guilds with tactics against miscellaneous soldiers?" Speaking of this, Yaqi Orochi suddenly turned around and said, "Although we have lost some peripheral guild players and some elites..., being able to eradicate Chinatown within the plan has finally resolved my worries. Sakura, it's time for you to prepare for a celebration banquet now."

"Haha!" Emperor Sakura stood up with a smile, and glanced out of the corner of her eyes that had been forced into a dead end by the "Religious Court" and the "Heavenly Inquisition" two guilds. The "Empression" of Chinatown, which was blocking the door with the boss's troops, said slowly: "The salted fish in Chinatown cannot turn over no matter what... How many troops do they have now?"

"There are all defeated teams in less than 50,000."

"Where are the two major guilds?"

"There are at least 1 million...the number is 20 times that of theirs." Yaqi Orochi said in a twitch: "It's time to not give up. I began to admire these Chinese people... Well, there is an old saying in China. Why do you say it? Don't cry until you see the coffin, and you will never die if you don't die if you don't see the Yellow River..."

"If you don't cry until you see the coffin, you won't die if you don't see the Yellow River? Hahaha!" Emperor Ying laughed wildly, "Brother Big Snake, it's really appropriate to use these two sentences to describe Chinatown at this moment, hahahaha!"

"Huh? There are changes on the battlefield!"

Before Emperor Sakura's laughter ended, the low cry of Hachiki Orochi came from his ears. Then he saw the man standing up suddenly, his eyes locked on the sky above the screen...

The inner city of China, dozens of minutes ago—

This is a battle that cannot be won no matter what. The gap between the two sides in terms of numbers is too huge. Faced with the enemy troops constantly pouring into the inner city from various gaps, even the top players like Zhang Mu, A Mu, and the Lord gradually felt a little overwhelmed.

What a tiger can't stand a group of wolves! No one can stand the continuous battle!

The defense circle of Chinatown has shrunk and smaller under the fierce attacks of the two major guilds of "religion" and "hereth" and has been completely forced into a dead end.

Standing under the "Five-Star Flag" and watching the enemy troops entering the inner city, Zhang Mu took a deep breath helplessly. The seraphic angels, purgatory Xiaobai, and the evil spirit insects under his command lined up in an orderly manner, pressing the outermost point.

Zhang Mu glanced at his partner who had been fighting beside him and whispered: "Brothers, you have boss troops to go offline... The boss troops who died in the battle cannot be resurrected with reputation points. In other words, once they are killed, they will disappear forever. In order to avoid unnecessary losses, you..."

When they heard Zhang Mu say such despairing words, the remaining members of Chinatown were unhappy and started shouting.

"Isn't it just a boss's army? If it's gone, it's gone. What's so great about it? We are not afraid! We will never let these ghost guys cut down the 'five-star flag' behind us!"

"Damn it, I can cut the flag! I have to step on my body first!"

"Boss, you are not allowed to say such things anymore! If you don't die, what are we afraid of? Compared with your boss's army, what is our loss counting?"

"That's it! Boss, we still have people. Let's gather again and build them into the Eater Lake!"

"Yes! Gather again! Give them some colors!"

Zhang Mu was so excited that he heard it and was ambitious. He immediately slapped the table and shouted: "Okay! Damn it! Brothers, follow me and fight out! Let's fight back with them!"

"roar!"

"Kill out!"

After saying that, Purgatory Xiaobai ignored the injuries on his body, grabbed Purgatory and rushed forward. Not only hundreds of thousands of brothers followed by Purgatory Xiaobai, but also millions of Chinese heroes who had already died silently supported him behind him!

...

The east was covered with white fish belly, and a red light flashed from the horizon. The battle that lasted for two days and two nights was finally coming to an end. At this time, there were less than 50,000 players in Chinatown, and there was a possibility of being encroached at any time.

Perhaps it was Chinatown's counterattack that had been effective. In order to avoid greater losses, the two major guilds are making targeted tactical adjustments.

At this moment, a huge black dot appeared inexplicably a hundred miles away, completely banning the emergence of the newborn sun in the east.

The strange black dots brought the earth back into the dark embrace, and this wonder attracted the attention of most players on the battlefield.

"What is that?" Zhang Mu was also stunned, frowned and stared into the distance.

The black wind was blowing, ghosts cried and wolves howled. A huge black hull building that was tens of thousands of meters long and could not see at a glance had arrived above the battlefield in a blink of an eye.

Looking up at the behemoth, everyone, including Zhang Mu, was stunned.

John and Neil's two giants changed their faces, and they made a "gurgling" swallowing sound in their throats, screaming in their hearts: "Is it him! Why is he here?"

The black ark came over Chinatown and suddenly stopped. Then tens of thousands of black stairs shot out from the bottom of the ship. Countless heroes with the words "Dark Holy See" above their heads walked down the stairs. There were countless soldiers who appeared with them.

While these dark light ladders kept transporting troops to Chinatown, a black pillar that could accommodate hundreds of people appeared out of thin air in the center of the black ark. A monster descended from the light column. The monster was more than 20 meters tall and was black aerosol, which could instantly change into various forms. At this time, it looked more like a crawling black fog lizard.

A man sat on the giant lizard. After the giant lizard landed, the man slowly spoke: "John, Neil, get out of this battlefield for me, I will protect Chinatown."

"Pope Darkness!!" John and Neil exclaimed at the same time.
Chapter completed!