Night’s Nomenclature

Chapter 991: The Final Journey (3)

On the Forbidden Sea, a civilian Airship was flying unsteadily.

Inside the cabin were only two people. Qing Chen sat on the floor, holding an LCD screen, quickly flipping through news.

This West Continent news was all from the past and outdated.

However, Qing Chen was trying to understand the forgotten full picture of this world through the events that had happened in West Continent.

Because the cabin was shaking, the cup in front of him was sliding around on the smooth floor. Qing Chen looked at the water inside, which was about to spill out, and looked up at the flustered Black Widow: "Seriously, can you fly an Airship? If I had known you would fly the Airship like this, I would have kidnapped a few pilots."

Black Widow's face turned red: "I didn't expect the configuration of this civilian Airship to be so low, it can only be operated manually the entire time. They didn't even buy the autopilot package."

Qing Chen pointed to the LCD screen in his hand: "The autopilot package needs to be purchased, a membership fee of 150,000 per year, ordinary people are of course reluctant to buy it."

Black Widow lowered her head in shame: "I haven't really flown an Airship myself before… and this civilian airship is too old, many parts are aging."

Qing Chen said thoughtfully: "How far are we from Relay Island?"

"1100 kilometers," Black Widow said. "Tough," Qing Chen sighed.

Black Widow changed the subject: "After arriving at Relay Island, we don't have a clearance beacon, we will definitely encounter their inspection. When the time comes, Boss, you just wait in the airship, I will find a way to deal with them."

"Can you handle it?" Qing Chen said: "I can help."

"Boss, you haven't recovered your memory yet." As Black Widow spoke, she turned around and saw Qing Chen finding many dinner knives from this civilian airship and holding them in his hand, looking completely nervous as if he was about to fight someone.

Although Qing Chen killed someone in the Outer World, he was scared for a long time after realizing it, not knowing what he was afraid of.

The airship gradually stabilized, and Black Widow slowly became familiar with how to operate it.

"Boss," Black Widow said.

"Hmm?" Qing Chen looked up, moving his gaze away from the LCD screen.

"Actually, you haven't recovered all your memories, but why are you so determined to go back?" Black Widow asked: "I've studied you. If your memory state returns to before the time travel, then you should be avoiding this kind of thing. Back then, you were very cautious, even overly cautious."

Qing Chen thought for a while: "Because a note helped me remember Dianfu, Hawthorn, and Wrench. I always feel that the things they insisted on should not be wrong, and being with people like them should not be wrong, that's all."

The Airship fell silent. In the next few hours, Qing Chen focused on watching the news.

Black Widow said after a long time: "There are still 18 kilometers to Relay Island, but strangely, no one is warning us not to approach. Boss, there may be danger later."

Qing Chen suddenly looked up: "I think what awaits us may not be danger."

The Airship arrived above Relay Island. Strangely, there were flames burning everywhere, as if it had just been destroyed by mysterious figures.

Black Widow asked: "Do we land?"

"Land, after all, we have no fuel left, we can't just fall into the sea and feed the monsters."

The Airship landed. As soon as the cabin door opened, Black Widow saw people in Fate Weaver black robes outside the door and immediately shielded Qing Chen, retreating backward: "Boss, be careful."

Qing Chen patted her on the shoulder: "Um, they don't seem to be hostile."

The Fate Weaver outside the door sized Qing Chen up with interest: "I heard you lost your memory, it's really hard to imagine that the Master of Daybreak would have this day. Darling, come and see your idol."

Black Widow hesitated: "Fifth Princess?"

"Yes." The Fifth Princess took off her black hood: "I've been waiting for you here for several hours. My subordinate locked onto a Marquis on this Relay Island and happened to see that he would be killed by Mr. Qing Chen… so I killed him in advance. This feeling of destroying fate is really wonderful."

Qing Chen asked: "What is the purpose?"

Barton had already crowded up, even wanting to pinch Qing Chen's face without any scruples: "Do you remember me?"

"I don't remember," Qing Chen shook his head.

Barton howled: "Then didn't I save you by jumping into the flood for nothing?!"

The Fifth Princess smiled: "It's okay, you'll always remember everything."

Black Widow asked: "Why did you clear this Relay Island?"

"Because when you want to make a big gamble, you always have to put the chips in the hands of the person in charge," the Fifth Princess smiled: "I previously cooperated with Wang Xiaojiu, but ultimately this one in front of me has the final say on the East Continent, I have to let him know what I have done. Your civilian airship is too slow, let's switch to my Five Princess."

Qing Chen asked: "First, thank you for your kindness, but I have a more important question. From your point of view, who else does the East Continent need to be careful of?"

"The Orc Legion?" The Fifth Princess pondered:

"They filled the gap of the Forbidden Artifact Ant Queen, turning the originally uncontrollable Orc Legion into a controllable one. If they had gotten the Ant Queen earlier, I'm afraid the Giant Race would have disappeared from this planet."

"Anything else?" Qing Chen asked.

"Of course, there's Puppeteer Zong Cheng." The Fifth Princess said meaningfully: "Recently, the East Continent has been overwhelmed by the Storm Duke and my father, I'm afraid many people have forgotten that there is still a poisonous spider hiding in the dark."

"Thank you," Qing Chen turned and walked onto the opposite Five Princess: "I will visit you in the West Continent after the war ends."

"It's good that you're not as violent as Wang Xiaojiu, otherwise I'd be quite scared." Fifth Princess waved goodbye to him, and Marquis Barton burst into tears.

The Fifth Princess wiped away his tears: "Don't cry."

"Back then, in the fragments of fate you saw that belonged to me, I became a duke?" Barton stopped crying and suddenly asked: "Who knighted me?"

The Fifth Princess smiled: "I knighted you."

She turned to look at the rapidly ascending Five Princess, as if she had already seen the end of fate.

At this moment.

In the mountains of the southwest, a young man was walking through a small road. He looked at the spectacular mountain scenery in front of him and exclaimed: "The Shu Road is difficult, more difficult than ascending to the sky. This road corresponds exactly to the Shu Road in the Outer World, longer and more dangerous, but it has been opened up by the Guardians' Union. "He followed the path that the Guardians' Union had taken, first visiting the Dabei Temple, and then following the trajectory to the battlefield where Yang Yang destroyed the War Robot: "It's really terrifying. I'm afraid the old king of West Continent didn't expect that the War Robot he had painstakingly created and hidden would encounter Waterloo. First he encountered an old monk who was not in the five elements, and then he encountered a girl who was not in fate. Miserable, too miserable."

As he spoke, he walked through the battlefield ruins full of wreckage, and finally reached the empty Sword Gate Pass.

Standing on the ridge, he looked out over the southwest territory, which was about to become a plain.

The young man looked back, and behind him were actually thousands of people.

In the first row behind him, the two old gentlemen had blank faces. They looked so old, their white eyebrows hanging down on both sides of their cheeks.

Behind the old gentlemen, there were actually thousands of barefoot porters carrying countless scrolls.

The young man smiled: "The show is about to begin, this time it shouldn't fail, right? It's just that I didn't get the Space Ring in Chen Yu's hand, so I have to carry so many scrolls wherever I go, which is a bit degrading."

The mountain wind whistled past, and a thick fog rose in the mountains, hiding them within. Inside the command vehicle, Ling looked at the messages coming back from the front line: Qing Yu's front-line troops were constantly being annihilated.

Just when the Qing Family troops thought that the Orc Legion would only engage in close combat, they began to carry heavy firepower weapons, and even accompanied by Fighter Jet bombing raids.

Now everyone can't find the location of the Storm, but the Storm's carrier-based aircraft have been assisting the Orc Legion in breaking through.

These orc soldiers can even precisely laser guide and electronic beacon guide. Once military facilities are locked by them, they will immediately usher in an attack by the Storm City air force!

Once more than 10,000 A-Class Orc Legions start modern warfare mode, the Qing Family troops can only be ruthlessly crushed on the frontal battlefield.

But Ling didn't care about these. She just calmly issued instructions: "Units 127, 128, and 129 will remain stationed in place and must hold the Xin Chuan River defense line. 181, 1@

Troops fired cloud explosive bombs, shoulder-launched missiles, instantly creating a large area of high-temperature, oxygen-free zone in the Orc Legion.

The working principle of this cloud explosive bomb is to burn a wide range of oxygen in an instant, creating high-temperature scorching, specializing in restraining mechanized troops with bunkers, which is just right for fighting the Orc Legion.

However, unexpectedly, those Orc Legions were scorched in an instant, but did not die.

Their fur and skin were melted all over, but their powerful vitality prompted them to continue charging.

For a time, the Orc Legion looked like skinned beasts, ferocious and terrifying, but they did not die.

The Qing Family's Metal Storm was activated, but it could only hit the alloy explosion-proof shields with pits and bumps, and could not penetrate them at all.

Heavy firepower bombarded, but as soon as the cannon barrel was turned, the Orc Legion immediately dodged, the speed of the cannon barrel could not keep up with their movement speed at all!

Ordinary people can't achieve such a fast movement speed at all, and ordinary people can't lift such a heavy explosion-proof shield at all. When the number of this A-Class Gene Soldiers is too large, modern warfare will even be penetrated by rough combat methods!

This small group of Orc Legions easily broke into the position.

Anymore, there is nothing that can stop them.

Some soldiers used heavy machine guns to sweep under the cover of bunkers.

But before the heavy machine gun could penetrate the explosion-proof shield, the orc soldiers had already rushed to the front of the bunker and smashed open the top of the bunker with their bare hands!

Some orc soldiers could even take out high-explosive grenades and throw them into the bunker, killing all the soldiers inside!

The aerial drones surrounded them, but before they could start attacking, the orc soldiers had already rushed to the soldiers of the Neural Link drone and tore the soldiers alive.

In just ten minutes, the entire battlefield was like a human hell, and more than half of the 127th Regiment was killed or wounded!

The layered defensive positions were easily penetrated by the orc soldiers, and it was not easy for the soldiers to aim at them.

Defeat.

This is a rare defeat in the Qing Family's military history. Ordinary soldiers were slaughtered without any resistance in front of this group of orc soldiers.

They fought and retreated, but there was no retreat.

The regimental commander of the 127th Field Regiment stood on the position with a gray face.

The deputy regimental commander looked at the orc soldiers whose fur had been burned off by the cloud explosive bomb: "Regimental commander, what do we do now?"

The regimental commander smiled miserably: "What else can we do? Take the honor bomb and fight them!"

At this time, figures appeared again at the ridge where the Orc Legion appeared. They launched an attack without hesitation, and their speed was not inferior to that of the Orc Legion.

Some Qing Family soldiers were stunned. He looked blankly at the figures that looked like small black dots: "Are the Shadow troops here? It doesn't seem to be, the speed seems to be faster than the Shadow troops!

The slope behind that ridge is 70 degrees, ordinary people can't climb up at all!

Wait a minute, the number is not right either. Aren't there only three hundred elites in the Shadow troops? Let me count, there are at least more than two thousand!

But they saw that more than two thousand people completed the charge in an instant, and everyone's speed was getting faster and faster.

But in this rapid advance, the team did not appear to be messed up at all. They were divided into teams of one hundred people each, forming multiple teams.

The neat reinforcements, like multiple scalpels in this chaotic battlefield, accurately inserted into the back of the Orc Legion!

The most important thing is that although this troop is not as tall as the Orc Legion, it is more flexible and more organized than the Orc Legion.

Some Qing Family soldiers suddenly said: "Isn't this the Guardians' Union? The one in the front is Little Seven. I saw him in City 5!

Wait, the Guardians' Union?! Didn't the Guardians' Union just pass through the Sword Gate Pass? Everyone said they couldn't hold on. Why are they all so fierce!

The next moment, an orc soldier raised his hand and waved the explosion-proof shield towards Little Seven.

However, Little Seven slipped and drilled through the gap between the shield and the ground, slid through the crotch of the Orc Legion, and stood up flexibly behind the orc soldier.

"Fall!" Little Seven turned around flexibly after standing up, his arms wrapped around the orc soldier's waist, and he actually completed an extremely fierce back fall with a weak body!

Boom!

The orc soldier was lifted up into the air, and his head was heavily swung on the ground by Little Seven's powerful arm and waist strength, smashing it to pieces!

The height of ordinary orc soldiers is about 2 meters 2, without the advantage of the Wolf King's three meters, but they are still two heads taller than Little Seven.

But it was this burly good soldier who was caught off guard by Little Seven, and brute force became a toy in the hands of well-trained skills.

The slender figure showing extreme violent power is always amazing.

The Qing Family soldiers who were still alive were all shocked: "Damn!

Damn!

Damn!

In a burst of exclamation, the Guardians' Union troops had already interspersed.

There are only 1,000 orc soldiers on the battlefield. Storm Duke is using their powerful mobility to sweep the entire southwest defense line, and dispersing them into teams of 1,000, quickly defeating a defensive position.

It's not that he is stupid enough to disperse his power, but the team composed of 1,000 orc soldiers is already terrifying enough and sufficient.

But now, the Guardians' Union is quickly dividing the battlefield with a numerical advantage of 2,000.

The Orc Legion averages A-Class, and this Guardians' Union team also averages A-Class, a complete crush!

The Qing Family troops watched the Guardians' Union members twisting and turning. The heavy shields of the Orc Legion that fell to the ground were easily lifted by them.

Everyone looked at them and only felt that they were watching a group of supermen!

No one thought that the Guardians' Union would suddenly complete an ultimate transformation in a short period of time!

The entire Guardians' Union team suddenly jumped to a new level, becoming an existence that everyone had to look up to, the elite among the elite!

Little Nine in the team said in the radio communication channel: "Cut the battlefield!

The Guardians' Union masters quickly divided into teams of two, and once again separated the orcs.

However, strangely, these Guardians' Union members all carried three or four daggers on them, but did not carry modern weapons.

The regimental commander of the 127th Regiment could no longer intervene and could only watch from the sidelines: "It's good to be powerful, but it's not advisable to completely abandon modern weapons. Even the Shadow troops used modern weapons before."

Little Nine shouted in the communication channel: "Kill!

As soon as his voice fell, Little Nine drew a dagger from his waist and inserted it into the abdomen of a good soldier.

The next moment, with a bang, the blade of the dagger exploded inside the belly of the orc soldier.

The orc soldier's tough skin wrapped all the power of the explosion in its body, but its internal organs were all blown into pieces. The heart, lungs, liver, and kidneys were all destroyed!

In an instant, the orc soldier, who was difficult to kill even with cloud explosive bombs, was directly blown into a pool of belly meat!

Damn, so cruel…" The regimental commander muttered: "This is a weapon specially developed for them to deal with orc soldiers, right? This thing is useless for fighting humans, but it's too useful for fighting orc soldiers."

The Qing Family soldiers had previously felt a despair when looking at the Orc Legion, because they didn't even know how to deal with these monsters.

But now everyone suddenly realized that Ginkgo Mountain had made other preparations.

A soldier wiped the blood on his face: "If this is the case, it doesn't seem to matter if we are cannon fodder, as long as we can win."

A directional blasting dagger was inserted into the bodies of the orc soldiers by the Guardians' Union members, and the rumbling sound was endless, leaving a pile of orc soldier corpses.

The most important thing is that in real combat, everyone discovered a problem: although these orc soldiers have been completely controlled by the West Continent with Forbidden Artifact,

No one can accurately command every individual of the 230,000 Orc Legion.

Storm Duke can use them to complete overall strategic adjustments, such as turning them into torrents and submerging the Qing Family's line of defense.

However, in normal battlefield combat, the combat methods of these orc warriors rely more on instinct.

They have no war theory, no complete coordinated combat skills, and when they meet equally powerful Guardians' Union teams, they can only be crushed.

Only a small team of orc troops remained on the battlefield, shrinking together and never being separated.They formed a circle back to back, holding shields to defend against the Guardians' Union's attack.

One of the orc soldiers even took out a signal transmitting device the thickness of a finger under cover.

The 127th Regiment Commander roared, "Be careful, it's calling for air support!"

Little Seven, having injured his leg at some point by an orc soldier, limped over, running faster and faster!

As he passed through the position and rushed towards the last position of the orc legion, he shouted loudly, "Send us in!"

The next moment, some Guardians' Union members formed a ladder with their hands, and the most elite experts such as Little Seven and Little Nine stepped on it, accurately landing inside the defensive position formed by the orc soldiers!

The orc soldiers were tall, and nothing could be seen inside from the outside. There was only the sound of brief fighting, and an orc soldier on the periphery holding a shield had his Achilles tendon severed!

The orc soldiers' position was torn open from the inside by Little Seven and Little Nine!

Guardians' Union members swarmed up, and the orc soldiers were completely defeated!

When the last orc soldier fell, a cheer erupted from the 127th Regiment's position.

The Qing Yu troops had fought too many defeats. This time, they knew that going to the battlefield meant being cannon fodder destined to die, but it didn't matter, as long as they could win.

Little Seven stood limping among the crowd, but earnestly said to the soldiers of the 127th Regiment, "Sorry, we need you to draw some fire for us. We can only pick on the weak ones now; we can't touch those led by Fate Weavers."

The Guardians' Union was very clear that the overall strength of the Orc Legion was still much stronger than the Guardians' Union.

They only had more than 30,000 A-Class, more than 70,000 B-Class, and more than 40,000 C-Class, which was still too weak in front of the Orc Legion.

They had to use guerrilla tactics, weakening the Orc Legion little by little while the Qing Family troops sacrificed themselves.

Therefore, they needed cannon fodder.

The commander of the 127th Regiment said, "You're too polite saying that. Retreat quickly; the West Continent's air strikes are coming soon, and we have to move our position as well."

"Retreat! Continue the guerrilla warfare!" With a wave of his hand, Little Seven led two thousand Guardians' Union members and disappeared without a trace.

The regimental commander suddenly shouted loudly, "Please, you must win!"

The soldiers of the 127th Regiment exclaimed, "All A-Class! I want to join the Guardians' Union too."

The regimental commander muttered, "Now I know why the Family Head insisted on them walking through the Hengduan Mountains on foot. Want to become A-Class? The price is high. Besides, we're all going to die; maybe next life."

"Regimental commander, can you stop being so pessimistic?"

"Okay! Carry the bodies of our comrades and move out!"

On the road, a soldier carrying his dead comrade on his back walked and asked, "Regimental commander, the A-Class warriors of the Orc Legion and the Guardians' Union are about the same in number now. The Guardians' Union is probably still no match for them."

The regimental commander cursed, "The Old Family Head definitely has a backup plan. When the Young Family Head returns, he might wipe them all out with one move."

"I heard the Young Family Head is going to become a god? What's it like when a god takes action?"

"We probably won't see it, but I feel like it's the level of being able to blow up the sun with one punch. Storm Duke, Fate Weaver, and those old monsters, all killed with one punch."

"Too exaggerated…"

"Anyway,

It's very strong, that's for sure!"

The soldiers retreated slowly in the sunset, only feeling the warmth of the sun and not the cold of autumn.

When the West Continent Fighter Jet arrived, the battle here had already ended, leaving only the bodies of the orc soldiers. The Orc Legion's southward path suddenly paused here.

But it was only a brief pause, and then they adjusted their formation and continued to rush south.

On the Storm, Storm Duke sat calmly in the command seat, listening to his subordinates' reports: "The orc soldiers of Team EM1221 were completely annihilated. It is currently impossible to determine what level of ambush they encountered. It should be an extremely elite team that surrounded and annihilated them with a numerical advantage. I have already sent an elite group of soldiers to investigate the battlefield remains, and a combat analysis will be sent back soon."

Fifteen minutes later, a soldier ran into the command room: "Reconnaissance planes have discovered traces of the Guardians' Union near the battlefield!"

A Fate Weaver in black robes frowned, "Although the Guardians' Union is powerful, their average strength is only C-Class. To completely wipe out Team EM1221, they must have paid a heavy price. Their main force may already be here."

Another Fate Weaver said, "Next, each team of orc soldiers must be led by a Fate Weaver. Even without the ancestors' team, we have to step up to avoid being ambushed by the Guardians' Union. If they don't have enough troops, they can only use guerrilla tactics. We can't give them a chance to use guerrilla tactics. Now our God's perspective is becoming increasingly blurred. We can't see why the War Robot lost contact, nor can we see the details of the final battle. The more this is the case, the more careful and cautious we must be, and we can't make any more mistakes."

The previous Fate Weaver turned to Storm Duke, "Your Majesty, I request that Arbiters be assembled to cast black magic. The Guardians' Union previously escaped. This time, they voluntarily delivered themselves, and they are within 1200 kilometers. Black magic will give them a head-on blow."

"Seconded. Even if they can escape again, it can prevent them from appearing on the final battlefield!"

Storm Duke nodded slowly, "Approved."

Inside the Storm, Arbiters were summoned to the black magic room, and boxes of black magic materials were brought from the lower slave warehouse.

The Arbiters cannot cope with the frontal battlefield. Their greatest advantage is curses.

During this time, the Arbiters had been neglected and had nothing to do, so they could only practice Chinese silently in their respective rooms.

Storm Duke had already ascended the throne and did not intend to pass on the title of Duke to the original Duke family, but instead wanted to choose one from the Arbiters to support.

All the Arbiters were working hard, wanting to perform well.

They placed the rhizomes of black aconite, the dried flesh of the dead, goat eyeballs, black soil from the Forbidden Forest, sixty eggs from the three-array salmon, and the fangs of the Taipan snake in the hexagram magic circle in front of them.

Each recited incantations according to the list, using the Guardians' Union members' birthdays and real names as keys to open the hexagram black magic circle.

Now they could recite Chinese names fluently and would not make any mistakes.

The next moment, the first Arbiters succeeded.

The black magic materials in front of them turned to ashes and scattered in the air.

The Arbiters exclaimed excitedly, "Success! Those Guardians' Union members are indeed within 1200 kilometers!"

In this black magic room, one black magic spell after another was successfully chanted, and the black magic materials were consumed at an astonishing rate until everyone's mental strength gradually dried up.

Two hours later, an Arbiters elder stood up, "We have a total of 136 Arbiters and have cursed a total of 16,000 core members of the Guardians' Union. We can rest for today. I will report the results to His Majesty. When we recover our mental strength tomorrow, we will continue to cast curses."

The Arbiters returned to their rooms with happy faces, and the elder stroked his beard and walked out of the door with pride.

In the corridor, a cleaning robot was cleaning, and two soldiers were walking towards him.

Just as the

Arbiters elder was about to meet the two soldiers, one soldier slipped on a water stain and fell backwards. He sat down on the ground, and the gun at his waist suddenly went off.

With a bang, the bullet shot out of the gun bag and went straight for the Arbiters elder's face.

However, when the soldier fell, the Arbiters elder had already sensed something was wrong and dodged quickly.

The bullet grazed his temple and hit the corridor ceiling, then bounced twice and didn't know where it hit.

The Arbiters elder subconsciously felt that something was wrong: although soldiers wore guns inside the fortress, they would be required to turn off the gun's safety.

Now, the soldier just happened to fall, and just happened to forget to turn off the gun's safety, and the bullet came at him. How could there be so many coincidences?

Not good!

There's a problem!

The curse went wrong!

The Arbiters elder was about to run to the command room to report the situation, but he saw that not far away, a gas-tight pipe was deformed by the bullet, and a screw was gradually being pushed out by the strong air pressure!

With a bang, the sharp screw hit the corridor wall and bounced back, nailing straight into the Arbiters elder's temple.

Too unlucky!

This kind of bad luck was like the Grim Reaper, following him like a shadow.

Maybe you can avoid it the first time, but the shadow of death will always appear in front of you in a more bizarre way, eventually taking your life.

A curse of certain death within 24 hours!

There was a commotion inside the Storm, and Storm Duke ordered an inspection of all Arbiters!

However, without exception, all the Arbiters died in their own rooms. Some accidentally fell and died, some accidentally ate something that caused them to have an allergic reaction. After swelling of the respiratory tract, they suffocated and died. Some had asthma and couldn't find an inhaler. Some were lying in the bathtub, and a piece of the lampshade that fell from the ceiling cut their carotid artery.

The methods of death were strange and varied, but the only thing they had in common was that no one survived.

Storm Duke stood in the command room with a gloomy face, "It's a black magic backlash. They chanted a life-and-death curse and suffered a backlash."

A Fate Weaver frowned, "Why would there be a backlash?

Because the Guardians' Union has a Forbidden Artifact that we don't know about?"

"No." Storm Duke shook his head. "Their Cultivation level is all higher than or equal to the Arbiters' level!"

No one expected that in just a short time, the strength level of the Guardians' Union had once again reached a new level.

Storm Duke finally knew why the Guardians' Union could come to the north and ambush the Orc Legion immediately after passing through Sword Gate Pass. This was because a large number of A-Class experts had appeared in the Guardians' Union!

Last time, black magic forced the Guardians' Union to leave their hometown and forced them to give up City 10. Everyone hid in Blackleaf Wilderness like turtles.

This time, the Guardians' Union did nothing, but caused the annihilation of the Arbiters

In fact, from the moment the Guardians' Union embarked on the Long March, that Old Master of Ginkgo Mountain was waiting for this moment.

The Guardians' Union's revenge had only just begun from this moment.

In the distant wilderness, Little Seven and Little Nine were leading a team and walking spiritedly in the mountains.

Little Seven limped and joked, "You are Little Nine of our Guardians' Union, but look at Boss's martial aunt Wang Xiaojiu, she"s already Demi-God, and you're only A-Class, not very good."

Little Nine said unhappily, "Can this be compared? She"s an orthodox knight… By the way, where did those probationary Knights go after they gave us the Trial of Heart?"

"I don't know. Boss's master Li Shutong took them away, maybe to continue challenging Trials of Life and Death," Little Seven responded. "What I'm concerned about now is whether the Arbiters are cursing us now? Those grandsons forced us to run away before, and now we should get our revenge."

"Hahaha, I bet they must have suffered a backlash. If the conditions didn't allow it, I would have had to see how bizarrely they died!"

"After winning a great

victory, where to next?" Little Nine asked.

"Of course, it's to win another victory. Ni Ergou said that he found another orc force. Let's go do another job!" Little Seven sang loudly in the sunset, "The sun sets in the west, the red clouds fly, the soldiers shoot targets and return to camp, return to camp…"

The singing flew far away, and the depression in the hearts of all the Guardians' Union members had dissipated.

The atmosphere inside the Storm was particularly depressing. Storm Duke sat silently in the command seat, and the Fate Weavers had left by Airship. They will enter the Orc Legion and seek good fortune and avoid evil for each Orc Legion.

At this time, a soldier said carefully, "Your Majesty, we"ve found the Qing Family Air Force. I've already locked them on the radar. Judging from the number of Airships, it should be the main force of the Qing Yu troops, and Commander Qing Yu should be in the Scepter Air Fortress!"

Storm Duke's face softened slightly, "Annihilate them all, quick battle, quick decision."

Just when the Orc Legion was attracting everyone's attention on the ground, the Storm had already detached from the Orc Legion and came to the Qing Family Air Force!

They want to eliminate the Qing Family's last threat in the air as quickly as possible!

In this way, the Orc Legion can drive straight in without any scruples.

As for the Guardians' Union, Storm Duke believes that the Guardians' Union alone is not enough to contain the Orc Legion.