To the north of Qiao and his group, altitude dozens of miles away, on a giant war airship, more people were paying attention to the battle here.

Margaret III, Mata XIII, Conrad, Ficket...

Ministers of various ministries of the Delun Empire, senior generals...

Ambassadors from various countries, generals of the army...

Of course, there are Hessen and Leah...

They all looked at the south with concern, looking at the gray breath of death.

When Des easily killed tens of thousands of soldiers in the trench, and the lost soldiers even more armed with weapons and killed more comrades, a sudden burst of screams in the airship's pod.

When Qiao held up a golden sun, suppressed the raging of death, and "saved" and "purified" all the alienated dead in the trench, Margaret III applauded, Hessen and Lea showed a relaxed expression of comfort, while the ambassadors from other countries became much ugly.

Even if we are joining forces to deal with the threat from the abyss, the secret struggles and balance between countries are still inevitable.

All countries know the extraordinary combat powers that returned to Medland from the City of God Crying. Everyone's strengths are different. It seems that these high-end combat powers can still maintain a basic balance. None of the super powers can be better than anyone else.

But Joe...

There is no doubt that he has become a destabilizing factor in balance.

This guy... even faced the attack of the abyss consciousness, but he survived.

Such a person should not exist in Medland!

The ambassadors of several powerful countries, especially the ambassadors of the Ice Sea Kingdom, who had a grudge against Qiao, his eyes became flickering... It was just because the situation was special that he did not reveal any abnormalities.

Joe held the golden sun in his right hand, facing the power of Des head-on.

He could clearly feel that waves of cold, sticky and evil forces filled with the breath of death were sweeping towards him like a tsunami.

There were countless dead creatures crying in despair before death in his ears...

In front of him, there were even terrifying scenes of countless dead creatures before the death of them...

His body seemed to be torn by countless invisible, sticky, cold and wet fingers, tearing his skin, his flesh, his blood vessels, and nerves...

The general's uniform on Qiao was like a weaving fabric buried in a coffin for tens of thousands of years. It decayed and cracked little by little, and then turned into little tiny dust and drifted slowly...

On his fair skin, dense gray and cyan handprints appeared.

As soon as these handprints appeared, they were shattered by the vast breath of life in Qiao's body, turning into a trace of gray cold air that kept disappearing.

But the dense handprints continued to appear on Joe.

Part of Joe's skin also began to shrivel and shrink, revealing a little bit of dull old-fashioned spots.

A low cold snorted sound came.

A small piece of void around Qiao turned into a strange black and white color, and all the objects in this piece of void seemed to have become thin paper silhouettes.

The grimace shopkeeper with a smooth whiteboard mask appeared silently next to Joe like a ghost.

A touch of death power similar to Des, but it was not as simple or rough as this, but more obscure and subtle aura continued to spread out from the body of the grimace shopkeeper.

The waves of death auras were eventually absorbed by the grimace shopkeeper into the black and white world.

As Des's breath of death continued to pour in, the black and white world of the Ghost Face Storekeeper became even more erratic, and a dangerous aura that made everyone's scalp numb continues to spread from this small black and white space.

Des's triangle eyes flashed green.

All his attention was placed on the grimace shopkeeper: "Ant... you have stolen the authority of the gods."

The grimacing shopkeeper put his hands in his sleeves, his waist slightly hunched over, hoarse and erratic voice spread throughout the battlefield: "God? Fart!"

With such a simple and crude reply, the churches present looked at their dangerous gazes. It was obvious that they had already booked a stolen frame in their hearts. As long as this incident happened, they would give the Ghost Face Storekeeper with all their strength.

Des even roared, and he opened his mouth, and the burnt beard on his mouth shook.

The ash breath of death rolled, and a skeleton warrior, a thousand feet tall, covered in broken armor, and holding a giant scimitar, condensed above Des' head.

Countless strange runes representing death floated on the surface of the skeleton warrior.

This skeleton warrior condensed entirely from the breath of death and condensed by the laws of death can almost be regarded as death itself.

He emitted a hundred times more powerful power fluctuation than the epics present. With a biting cold wind, he rushed towards the grimace shopkeeper silently and as fast as lightning.

A distance of hundreds of miles flashed by.

The skeleton warrior, which was hundreds of feet long in his hand, brought a gray cold light and slashed at the grimace shopkeeper.

"Evil gods, heresy, law, destruction!"

At this moment, the church knight who had just changed drastically in his body had completed a leap. His body expanded about ten times, from nearly seven feet high to about seventy feet.

His whole body was flashing with dazzling light, and infinite golden light gushed out from his body, turning into circles of spiral light flow, which kept spraying into the sky around his body.

The golden streamer rushed hundreds of miles high, and then broke a large hole with a diameter of hundreds of miles above Medland, directly communicating with the boundless and unpredictable Dirac Sea.

The endless four basic elements whistled down, and under the guidance of the golden light, a phantom of a golden oak that was hundreds of miles high appeared in the sky.

This golden oak, which is hundreds of miles tall, burns with dazzling light all over the body. Each golden oak leaf looks like a small sun, emitting a golden divine light that mortals cannot look directly at.

As the word "Lu Ling" was released, on the golden oak tree, a giant dragon burning with golden divine flames, a phoenix lingering with red divine flames, and a lion with white divine light gushing all over the body condensed out of thin air, and then roared and rushed towards Des's skeleton warrior.

The golden dragon raised its claws to block the scimitar that the skeleton warrior slashed.

The red phoenix opened its mouth and a terrifying divine flame sprayed on the ugly face of the skeleton warrior.

The white lion was like a madman, and his whole body pounced on the skeleton warrior, and his four huge claws were scratching and scratching his whole body.

In the sky, there is a little more sparkling Venus.

The terrifying light energy condensed in the void. Just as the skeleton warrior was beaten to death and retreated step by step, Venus flashed, and a golden light of about a diameter fell straight from the extremely high altitude and hit the skeleton warrior's head.
Chapter completed!