A burly white-armored knight slowly stepped out of the crowd.

He held a spear that was almost three times his height, held his head arrogantly and shouted loudly: "Mortals, hand over the shaft of Medland, kneel down, kiss our feet, you can live!"

The janitor No. 7 smiled and said nothing. He held the Medland's axis with his hands very gently, allowing countless starlight to spew out, and circled and flew around him quickly.

Margaret III carried Hellinger's killing and took a few steps towards the white-armored knight.

She looked up and down at the white-armored knight with a cold face, then sneered sarcastically: "Yeah, let me see who you are... No, no, I have no impression of your face!"

He has been in charge of the Delun Empire for more than seventy years, and the queen-like style that he would raise for decades has completely exploded. Margaret III's arrogance, arrogance, and domineering momentum is far stronger than the arrogant acts of the white-armored knight.

"I have no impression of your ugly and ordinary face, and I remember all the real nobles and real strong men in Medland clearly... So, you, a little mouse who jumped out of the gutter, relied on kneeling and licking the feet of some people, and then became an arrogant nouveau riche?"

Margaret III's words made the new gods wearing white armor shrouded to the extreme.

A group of white-armored knights were so angry that their faces were distorted, but there were several knights with obvious characteristics of the people of the Delun Empire. In addition to being angry, they subconsciously took two steps back.

Margaret III did not know them, but they knew Margaret III.

Even though I already possess incredible power, facing the empire's queen, some people are still filled with awe and even deep fear!

Margaret III sneered: "Very good, it seems that some of you know me?"

She waved Helinger's killing: "Then, you should know my temper... So, get out of here... Otherwise, it's not just you, but your family..."

Several new gods who were obviously from the Delun Empire shuddered and subconsciously took a few steps back.

The white-armored knight standing in front of Margaret III keenly discovered the abnormality of his companions. He roared angrily and turned around and shouted at the terrified companions: "You trash, remember your current identities... We are the great Lord of War now..."

The white-armored knights roared in shock and anger.

When Margaret III turned around and roared in front of him, she had a bit of a sneak attack and slashed at the vital point of his neck with a sword.

Hellinger's killing brought a dark light and instantly arrived in front of the white-armored knight.

The white-armored knight who was scolding his companion shouted loudly. The spear in his hand was like a soft long snake, drew a wonderful arc extremely lively, and blocked the sword's edge dangerously.

There was a loud 'ding' sound.

The white and black light flashed, and the two collided violently, bursting out dazzling lightning.

Margaret III's body remained motionless. The white-armored knight groaned and staggered back more than ten steps, and his arms trembled violently unconsciously.

Margaret III narrowed her eyes and smiled: "It turns out that it is a nouveau riche who has been improved by external forces... Your soul has completed the transformation, you have mastered a certain amount of law power... But your essence is so weak... God?"

She sneered: "This is really the weakest god I have ever seen!"

The white-armored knights looked at Margaret III with stiff faces.

The white-armored knight who was unsteadily struck by her sword roared loudly: "For the glory of my Lord... brothers, kill them, that is the axis of Medland... With it, my Lord's will can truly cover Medland!"

Dozens of white-armored knights raised their spears in their hands at the same time.

They began to shout out the name of Varis.

There is a huge power landing in the void.

The white divine light fell on these white-armored knights. Under their feet, blood-colored flames rolled, turning into a huge magic-patterned halo covering the four directions.

The eyes of these white-armored knights suddenly changed.

Their eyes became as clear and shiny as burning rubies.

Their breath increased rapidly, and the bones and meridians were shaking loudly, and their physical strength began to soar.

A large amount of blood spurted out from the corpses of tens of thousands of demigod-level knights killed by Qiao's Thunder Storm.

These blood lights condensed into fists-sized divine patterns, wrapped with the life energy and life essence of the killed demigod-level knights, and were constantly injected into the bodies of dozens of white-armored knights.

Margaret III sighed: "Aha, use these unlucky cannon fodder to die, and then treat them as fruits in juicers, and use them to fulfill you all?"

Mata Thirteenth Emperor said coldly: "These ancient gods are indeed... all evil gods!"

The white-armored knight who had just been slashed by Margaret III was burning with white divine flames all over his body. He raised his spear and pointed the spearhead at Margaret III's chest: "The idea of ​​mortals... no means is different from good and evil... As long as it can improve combat power, no means can be used."

He laughed loudly: "It is their honor to be part of our power...there is only the meaning of their existence."

Dozens of white-armored knights took a step forward at the same time.

At this moment, they were blessed by Varis's divine power, and the flames of war burned in their hearts. They overcame all hesitation and fear, and in an instant they transformed into the most fanatical tool of war.

They formed a perfect battle formation, and everyone's aura was integrated.

Wherever their spears were sharp, the terrible breath condensed into substance, turned into a giant white spear and rushed straight towards Margaret III.

Margaret III groaned, and she resisted the breath of dozens of white-armored knights alone. The huge pressure crushed her, shaking her body, and her seven orifices bleed at the same time, and she retreated backwards in a very embarrassing manner.

"Damn it!" Qiao roared angrily, and he rushed forward with great strides.

A dull noise came from his body, and his body began to expand rapidly, and in an instant it expanded to a height of fifteen feet.

He stood in front of Margaret III, blocking the huge pressure of the terrifying dozens of people joining forces.

Joe was about to punch and compete with these warlords of Varis.

The entire hall was suddenly filled with green divine light.

It was like a basin of cold water fell on his head, and all Qiao's fighting spirit and fighting spirit were extinguished in an instant.
Chapter completed!