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Chapter 47 The Wrath of the Thunder King

ps1: Sorry, there is something going on at noon today, there is no time to update this chapter. This chapter is 3,000+, and there is another chapter tonight. Please try your best to vote... Bingling chases me too tightly...

ps2: About the chapter last night... Many children's shoes reported that the boy and the Angel Beast were combined... It is necessary to make a statement here that the Heavenly Fist is indeed the level 30 ultimate move of the Paladin in Dark 2... It really has nothing to do with the Angel Beast. Of course, if the Chinese people of Dark 2 had seen Digimon back then, it would be a different matter... Anyway, the origin of this Heavenly Fist is very orthodox, everyone should believe me, how could such a pure and upright person spoof...

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On July 15, 9985, the three knights of the Pope Hall were dispatched, and the troops were directed to the Three Kingdoms in the North. The momentum was unstoppable. Within half a day, the Royal City of the Three Kingdoms in the North fell.

The crown prince of the Pope Hall, Hannibal, the consul of the Light, killed Bonaparte, and joined forces with the Knights of the Silver Hand to kill the eighth-level dragon Angles, killed nearly half of the important officials of the Bourbon Kingdom, helped the Grand Duke Prussia to take over, Bourbon was destroyed, and the new country was established, and the country was named Tran, but everyone knew that King Tran was just a puppet, and all the decrees were sent to the Cathedral of Saint Lan, which had nothing to do with King Tran. The members of the Bourbon royal family and all the female guards of the palace were executed together, and the palace was hung.

The Knights of Light Discipline entered the territory of Dior Kingdom and rushed into the royal city. The two Archbishops in the clothes of heaven opened the gates. The whole people of Dior King City fought hard to resist. The Knights of Light Discipline started a massacre of killing, and blood stained the royal city red. All the people on the streets were killed. The blood aroused fear. The fierce people of the Dior Kingdom finally turned into sheep and hid in their homes in fear, waiting for the final liquidation. As deterrence and revenge, the Knights did not enter the palace. Nearly 10,000 knights set up military formations, led by a thousand professionals. The Heavenly Punishment Battle Formation bombed a giant light blade several thousand meters long, crushing Dior's historic palace into ruins. All the members of the royal family and tens of thousands of guards guarding the kingdom survived.

The Pope himself dispatched the kingdom of Gene. When the Templars were still hidden outside the city, the Pope had already stepped into the palace's palace's palace. The ninth-level strongman was the most terrifying force in the world. He controlled King Gene in every move. Later, King Gene issued an order to summon all the important officials of the kingdom into the palace to discuss matters. However, these important officials who controlled most of the lifelines of the state machinery of the kingdom entered the palace and saw King Gene who fell softly to the ground and bear hands.

The old man in white stood up, the Xuan Iron Palace gate automatically closed, screaming, wailing, begging for mercy, and roaring, and finally returned to silence. The Pope left with a floating slumber, with only sticky blood slowly flowing out of the gap in the palace gate. Then the Pope gently wiped it, and the northern wall of the King of Jean's city suddenly disappeared like it was swallowed by a black hole. All the buried chess pieces were activated. The Knights Templar entered the city. In less than an hour, Jean's state machine was re-activated by a new order...

On the same day, the three legions reorganized by the Temple of War arrived at the three major passes of the Griffon Mountains and met with the defenders. Careful defense turned into unscrupulous massacre. Although it was not as unstoppable as the God of War Guards, the terrifying power composed of all professions was still unstoppable by the Yalong Legion. When most of the Yalongs fell under the blade of the barbarians, the troops of the Three Kingdoms in the North had retreated completely and surrendered - because no one could escape, even if they rode the velociraptors and ran quickly, the berserkers would jump to your front with one jump and then slash them with one sword.

In front of professionals, ordinary people have no advantages except quantity. In front of professionals above level seven, even in quantity, it is not an advantage.

Thanks to Caesar's order, the surrendered soldiers would survive as prisoners, but their fate no longer belonged to them, and they could be regarded as rewards. The invading army had no good intentions, and in the past few days, a small group of invading troops entering the north had been dispatched privately to plunder the property and orcs of the small tribes. A considerable part of the infamous slave hunting group came from the Three Kingdoms in the North. In any case, the life of the captives would not be very easy.

But they were finally lucky. Perhaps one day, they would be handed back to their country after discussions between the Temple of War and the Pope Hall in exchange for interests - but the fate of the 60,000 troops and tens of thousands of dragons who stepped into the north to launch an attack were already destined. There were only dead people under the blade of the God of War Guards, and there was no innocent statement.

Caesar crushed the head of the last general and threw away the flesh and blood from the crusader's iron gloves. His "With both hands: The Dragon Dance of the Dragon" really scared people. He was killed by the two Dragons who were regarded as heavy weapons. He successfully blocked the enemy's retreat. The God of War Guard covered up and put an end to this inexplicable battle.

In the sky, the dragon lion slapped the last flying dragon with a roar and roared down, and came to Caesar's side. The strong wind brought about whistling Caesar's black hair. He patted the dragon lion's big head, leaving only a few thousand soldiers and hundreds of dragons breathing, begging for mercy or resisting. However, Caesar's order was completely executed, and all the wait for them was the God of War Guard without hesitation. Caesar's battle axe swung, and each hit would take away several lives. In front of his power, almost everyone was dead without a complete body, and was beaten into pieces by his terrifying power.

The killings were all gone, and tens of thousands of creatures fell down on this land, stained with blood and devoured everything.

Caesar looked into the distance. The protagonists of the originally planned war, the army of more than 100,000 orcs, were completely spectators, but most of them turned pale. Tens of thousands of soldiers, the shaking dragons that charge the earth and the shaking dragons, covering the sky, all turned into corpses that fell to the ground within a few hours. No survivor was like a blood-colored purgatory.

There were only three hundred and one person who caused all this, plus a strange lion.

They looked at the man who was still covered in silver armor and thunder in the sea of ​​blood with complicated expressions, the man who was respected by them and who was about to become or had become the king of heaven.

"Soldiers of the Beast Clan, you have become spectators today. The battle that should have been wiped out by your entire army. Because our intervention has changed the direction, I believe you must be very uncomfortable in your heart, because the sacred battle between the Beast Clan and the three northern tribes, because their intervention has become a joke, and it is your eldest brother Caesar who leads the lead." Caesar's voice was blessed by the soul-fighting barrier. It turned out that he was such a person, putting all the words in the open, without any need to leave room.

"You may be thinking, this is a battle belonging to orcs. The orcs robbed things from southern humans, but this is a sacred spoil. If the Three Kingdoms in the North want to take revenge, then speak with a knife. Others are not qualified to intervene, even the Temple of War Gods! This is what you think, this is the dignity and glory of orcs. Now I tell you! Bullshit! These are bullshit! Dignity and glory of bullshit! You are all robbers! Robbers! What army are you? A messy military formation, no effective command, no brain, muscles replace brain matter! Look at the three hundred warriors behind me, the ultimate power of the Temple of War Gods, the invincible Gods Guard in the world, they are all professions above the seventh level, but I tell you, just pull three hundred seventh level professions from the mainland, and they will be destroyed in ashes under the iron hooves of the Three Kingdoms troops just now, but the Gods Guard can

All enemies were slaughtered without casualties because they were an army! They were invincible troops in the world! They knew how to cooperate, they knew to obey orders, they knew how to entrust their backs to their comrades and hand over their lives to their robes!" Caesar roared, as if the whole north was echoing his roar. Everyone had never seen the young man who was usually kind-hearted, which made people tremble in his heart, "Where are you! Just thinking about the charge without a brain, rushing up, slashing with a knife, and killing him, and living is dead, and living is alive. You are all living in a daze, or the orcs in the north! We are all from the north, and we are all children of Arrit's mother, why should we divide orcs or barbarians? Am I, a barbarian, not your brother? Are you all fake calling me elder brother? Look at your appearance! A dog of a broken family! Idiot who defeated the battle! All raised my head!

He sighed and his tone became gentle: "I grew up in the Beast Clan. Although the snow-capped mountains of Arret are majestic, the grasslands in the north are also vast. Thanks to you calling me "Brother", I will also assume the responsibilities of my elder brother. Now I have been crowned the Heavenly King. Although the coronation ceremony has not been held yet, I am already the crown prince of the Temple of War. In any case, you are also my compatriots. Caesar will always protect you. If you think this is great, you will rob, hunt, fight under the wings of the Temple of War for life, and fight like a plate of loose sand, then do it."

He waved his hand, and the God of War Guard bowed slightly to him, then replaced the equipment surrounded by golden light and ran to the distance. The spiritual power of the God of War contacted him just now, saying that the Three Kingdoms in the North had collapsed under the offensive of the Pope Hall. In order to avoid conflict, the three legions had been withdrawn, and Caesar had no need to command the war of destruction against the Three Kingdoms in the North. It was time to go home. After killing for so long, looking at the chaos of the beast tribe, it was so chaotic...

"Brother, please stay." Just as he stepped onto the dragon and lion, a shout came into his ears, and then the sound became louder and louder, and more and more. In the end, more than 100,000 people roared in unison, and with a loud bang, all the soldiers half knelt on the ground.

"Brother, please stay!"

Caesar did not stay. He looked at Queen Dilina, and then looked at Hero next to him, the second elder Mars, Yasuo Zi in the Fox Clan War Clan War Clan, and Hiju Noihara, the cat Clan War Clan. His words came from afar: "After being crowned the Heavenly King, I will start to form an Orcs. The strength of the twenty-three northern branches will be unified, and the strengths of each tribe will be displayed. If you are interested, then join, but the selection conditions are very strict... The Heavenly King's personal army, the Northern Thunder Legion, in the name of my Thunder King Caesar!"

"Greatly send off Tian Khan!" A melodious and pleasant voice came from the cat tribe square formation. It was Noihara Himari's long drink. Everyone was stunned, and then a shocking shout erupted: "Tian Khan! Tian Khan!"

Caesar had already flew out from a distance with a dragon and lion, but there was a shout that had not yet dissipated in his ears. Tian Khan, except for the Immortal King, no god of war has won such an honor, but today, it seems that he has received this honor, but he is not happy.

"In the end, I still don't have the courage to tell them the real origin of the mainland hegemony battle and the orcs that were ten thousand years ago... It turns out that as a king, I also want to deceive his subjects, but I think it would be better for orcs with new beliefs and glory to maintain this state than those with inexplicable confusion and unfounded hatred..." Caesar said to himself, then looked at the battle axe in his hand, "Thunder King... Thunder God of War... Humph, it's not bad, then you have a name..."
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