The 300 Heroes of the Manga

The mountain was blown away in half, but the barrier was still strong.

"Your Excellency is absurd, I really don't dare to be it."

A middle-aged man in a black suit, who looked a bit vicissitudes of life, stood on the edge of the barrier and bowed to Cao Shurui.

"I am the Lion King institution, one of the three holy ——"

"Oh? You are also the Three Sages?"

Cao Shurui raised his eyebrows when he interrupted unceremoniously.

"That's easy. Xian Gu Yong, who is also the Three Saints, moved his hands at me three times in succession, so you have no chance. Understand?"

Seeing the fluke remaining in his eyes, Cao Shurui simply shattered his fantasy.

Since the preparation is so complete, I'm sorry if I don't do it.

"..."

His lips moved, and the man didn't know what to say for a while.

Seeing Cao Shurui's attitude, he already understood that all the prepared rhetoric was in vain.

The person in front of him did not have the character in the report sent back by the monitor sent to him.

There is no such thing as a strict teacher or a good person.

He is undoubtedly the King of Night.

Even if there is the side in the report, it is absolutely impossible to show it to the enemy.

Therefore, whether it is Huairou or wooing, it is no longer possible.

Below the four words "no chance", there will be the blood of everyone who is here now.

[Fortunately, he does not have the same clan, so he can't kill all institutions. The emperor standing at the apex of the demons can never condescend to hunt down hundreds of human beings. 】

Taking a deep breath, the man tremblingly adjusted his tie.

What is here now is nearly half of the power of the Lion King's organs.

The remaining half are scattered around the world and are responsible for the diplomatic work of the Japanese government.

At first glance, it seems that half of the impact will not be great. But in fact, all the core forces remain in Japan. For example, the Three Sages, such as the Twelve Divisions.

Xian Gu Yong is already overwhelming, and the remaining two three saints and all twelve divisions in the barrier will soon be gone.

The Lion King institution will lose all top-level combat power.

Those who remain, the strongest will at best contend with the old generation.

The Lion King agency, the National Demon Attacker, and the Taishi Bureau.

Japan's deterrent force will be lost forever by one third from now on.

[But as long as the country is still there, there is hope for everything. 】

"We are willing to bear all responsibilities for this incident."

Lowering his head, the man trembling voice.

"An attack on you is equivalent to a declaration of war on you. We will not escape this price. I only hope that you will not anger Japan."

"I understand what I have done, do you dare to make a request now?"

"It's not so much a request as it is a last wish."

A helpless smile appeared on the man's face.

"With your measure, I will surely agree."

Except for the guy from Xiao Gucheng who still didn't understand the meaning of his identity, he was the only true ancestor who allowed a watcher around him.

"Interesting. Okay, I promise you."

Hearing these words, the man closed his eyes. In his heart, put down the last stone.

When he opened his eyes again, he showed the look of a soldier already.

Even if it turns out to be death, the soldier should die on the battlefield instead of being slaughtered.

So, even though this may seem ridiculous, they have to hold on to the last moment.

Turning around, he walked towards the center of the courtyard. There is the core of the entire enchantment, where he should be.

And Cao Shurui just watched him leave without any movement. Even the magic on his body gradually subsided.

However, seeing his movements, the psychics whose eyes were in charge at the periphery only felt cold all over.

To condense the magic of disorderly and disorderly, this is to be taken seriously.

When the man returned to his throne, a line of magical spells appeared on the surface of the enchantment.

The barrier at this moment is the complete body that can block even the True Ancestor's Beast.

Using this as a shield, the Lion King agency began its final struggle.

"This ambition is worthy of praise."

Nodding, Cao Shurui's voice resounded in the ears of everyone in the barrier under the action of magical power.

"If you all run away, I will really get angry with this island country."

Turning his head to look east, Cao Shurui's eyes flashed with golden light.

"But now, I promise you to let this country go."

The sticky golden magic power ignited like a flame on his body, making his figure indistinct.

However, he is destined to leave a deep impression on the people of this country.

Because the true ancestor has not taken action for a long time, and there are few wars after the signing of the Sanctuary Treaty, some people seem to treat the true ancestor as a soft persimmon that can be kneaded at will. What is meant by "one person represents national-level force", many people have no idea.

Otherwise, Xian Gu Yong will not let Xian Gu Yong go his own way. The Three Saints are equal, and it is not she who has the final say.

"For victory, come to me! The undead sun, please give me a shining horse. A spiritual horse with glorious feet, bring the light wheel that symbolizes your lord!"

Said it is a mantra, and it is not so cumbersome. To say it is nonsense, the power that is full of words can even be noticed by people without supernatural powers in their bodies.