Chapter 92: Battle of Spada

Li, lying on the dry haystack, looked at the sky with empty eyes.

Spada is at war.

The scale is very large, not only conscripted 60,000 black laborers, but also

deployed 40,000 regular troops.

Gree doesn't know where Spada is going to play? Will it be your own country?

But deep down she was happy.

Because she can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Since she was captured to Spada, her life has fallen completely into the

abyss.

In addition to the endless work every day, he must also be wary of whether he

will be flogged or even executed because his master is in a bad mood.

She had seen two black Rolexes be beaten to vomit blood and died.

However, with the departure of Pasta Young and the sudden encounter, she

despaired to find that life was not as good as before.

Before, she was the owner's private property. Although the owner could punish

or even kill them at will, at least she did her best to protect them.

When the master left, the old, weak, sick and disabled who stayed behind

suddenly looked like hungry wolves, staring at them with scarlet eyes.

Those little demons who were still in the war academy, after losing the

restraint of the warriors, rushed out one after another, not only stealing

food, but even dragging her into the haystack to vent their excess energy.

The winter sun shines warmly on people, but Ge Li can't feel it at all.

She tightened the worn-out sackcloth, and thought, would you like to jump into

the deep well that she draws water every day?

It's just that this will scare the old aunt next door, she seems to have

smiled at me.

When she was thinking about this issue seriously, her empty eyes flashed

suddenly.

Snowing!

Countless snowflakes drifted down from the sky.

God, do you feel my despair, cry for me?

Do not!

wrong!

That's not snow!

How can it snow in the sun?

That's... paper.

Countless pieces of paper fluttered down from the air like snowflakes.

A piece of paper floated down on Ge Li's face.

Gree grabbed the paper blankly.

The piece of paper is not big, only the size of a palm, and it is covered with

tiny prints, using seven or eight kinds of characters.

On the front are written prayers of the God of the Internet.

There is only one sentence on the back-chant it and you will be redeemed!

Ge Li stared at these words blankly. For a long time, she tremblingly found

the words she knew, and read them in a low voice.

"From the great existence of the Azure Star, you are the master of language

and writing, and you are the pioneer of the Internet. Under your protection, I

will connect with all beings and everything."

The sound fell, and a virtual screen exuding shining light emerged in front of

Ge Li.

------>>

A stream of information flooded into her sea of consciousness.

The innate curiosity of human beings slightly eased Ge Li's despair.

She temporarily gave up the idea of seeking death, and looked at the

Internet curiously.

The various functions presented by the Internet homepage made her look

bewildered.

Don't talk about the icon text, even if there is an information flow of

"instructions", she is still at a loss and feels embarrassed.

After hesitating for a while, out of instinct, she clicked on.

A neat list of music appeared, most of which she hadn't heard, only one, she

vaguely remembered that her versatile mother hummed it.

She subconsciously clicked on it.

The lingering sound of gurgling like a stream slowly flowed in her ears.

Ge Li became stiff, her eyes widened suddenly.

The familiar tune, in a trance, showed her the sight of her running barefoot

in the fields by the stream when she was young. At that time, her mother would

always be by the stream, washing clothes that she could never finish washing.

That was the only happiness in her life.

The Yingying screen was reflected in the clear eyes, water stains accumulated

on the edges of the eyes, and finally rolled down the bank and slid across the

cheeks.

"Damn it! Don't pick it up!"

"Who is singing?! Kill me all!"

There was a commotion in the distance.

Reprimands, roars, and screams, the sounds are heard, intertwined into a

piece, it is annoying!

A soldier rushed over and yelled at her madly.

Ge Li looked at the warrior who was usually fearful and trembling. At this

moment, she calmly showed a bright smile and stubbornly played music.

The two-handed sword reflecting the dazzling sunlight hung high above her.

She turned her gaze to the sun.

Before she died, she was satisfied to hear her mother's humming.

Thank you, the ** of the internet.

"Boom!"

The roar of shaking the sky suddenly came from outside the city.

The sword-lifting warrior turned his head in amazement and followed the sound.

I saw a mountain giant more than ten feet tall, descending from the air, like

a flexible monkey, but it was too huge.

"Om—"

The Spada Church moved with stress, and the divine power shield suddenly

opened over the city, blocking it in the air, but could not stop the panic

caused by the huge figure!

The mountain giant squatted halfway on the transparent divine power shield,

eyeballs like evil babies, greedily scanning the soldiers below.

Those souls full of sharpness make it salivate!

"Woo-"

The stern sound of the enemy attack sirens, tearing the sky apart.

------>>

The soldiers no longer cared about the humble Black Roller, and instinctively

gathered to the square.

Outside the city.

Nishizawa and Humphrey stared at the scene in front of them with dumbfounded

expressions, and the whole person was petrified in an instant.

I saw that endless demons emerged from the teleportation array. They roared

and rushed towards Spada.

Even though Spada opened his magical shield, the densely packed demons still

clung to them like a colony of ants!

More than a dozen giants leaped high and smashed into the dome of the divine

power shield. Every heavy hit would cause the divine power shield to ripple in

circles.

"kill!"

There was a deafening cry of killing in the city of Spada!

As soon as the sound arrived, countless fighters swarmed out from the gates

and walls in a frenzy.

They passed through the "one-way divine shield" and collided with the demons.

At this moment, the most combatable war race in the multiverse and the abyssal

demon who surpassed the multiverse with combat power finally ushered in a

showdown.

Rolling morale condenses in the air, transforms into an indestructible battle

soul, and faces the abyss giants-lava giants, mountain giants, and even

cyclops!

At the same time, Edgar of the Kver Empire also ushered in the most violent

blow from the God of War Legion!

The hundred-zhang-tall immortal war soul, madly beating the magic shield.

The three Dharma Gods of Kvell are struggling to support!

On the city square, two Zhang Xu teleportation arrays look like bottomless

pits, swallowing Edgar's people.

On the front line of the battlefield, there are only endless puppets left,

rushing out of the magic shield, rushing into the army of God of War, and

relieve the pressure of the magic shield.

Suddenly, in the sky, a scroll of illusion appeared.

The scene presented in the scroll is an army of undead demons besieging Spada.

"God of war, it's better than our Bibi. Did you attack my Edgar first? Or did

I destroy your Spada first?"

Senran laughter echoed on the battlefield.

"Great!"

The same rampant laughter came by appointment.

"Crazy! Crazy! Crazy! It's just a bunch of lunatics!" Bessie muttered to

himself ~www.mtlnovel.com~ with a shocked expression on his face.

"Only in this way can Edgar be saved!" Qi Moore was equally stunned.

"No, as long as Spada is captured, even if Edgar is destroyed, Kerviel will

have at least a hundred years of peace! I think this is the true purpose of

the Internet God."

Deng Daner looked solemn.

His words made Bessie and Qi Moore startled, and then they suddenly realized.

If the * of the Internet can destroy the * of war in the capital city of

Azeroth, then his deterrent power against the gods of Azeroth will reach the

highest point in history!

In the future, no one would dare to attack Kerviel again without being

completely sure.

But can the ** of the Internet really conquer Spada?

The three Dharma gods looked blank and distrustful.

That is the capital of the ** of war!