Shape Moon Simulation: Start strategy for the Greek goddess!

【The Saxons were in disarray】

【The demonic aura spread from the Yentajer front made them instinctively fearful, but some people felt that they could not withdraw their troops without even starting the battle. What a shame this was.】

【I have suffered too many defeats at your hands】

【A total of eight thousand troops and horses were gathered for this purpose.】

【They just want to win back the game from you. They believe that as long as they defeat you, the last King of Light, they can take the land of Britain into their hands.】

【Riots spread among the Saxon troops】

【Commanders and generals with extraordinary will want to take action, but their actions are always too late.】

"how? Are they not to your liking?"

Meili asked in a calm tone.

Looking at the restless group of Saxons, the light red"four-five-three" eyes seemed to reflect the miserable end they were about to face.

Regarding this, the dream demon had no trace in his heart. Fluctuations.

Only people's reactions can arouse her interest. She will only look forward to seeing the drama unfold.

"So-so, as a human being."

Molan curled the corners of his mouth in a joking manner.

His pupils looked up into the void, as if he had seen through the rioting Saxons and looked directly at the crazy dragon in the distance.

"At this point, it would be too boring to still think about quitting........Now the last mystery in the world, ah, let you appreciate the British hospitality."

The golden ether gathered into the shape of a sword in Moran's hand.

The golden sword was held in his hand.

It was sacred but unsettling at the same time, as if everything in this war was sucked into it. The dazzling brilliance of gold is all magic. Concretely, it symbolizes the supreme authority that this king has as the ancestor of Warcraft. It swallows the atmosphere like a dragon's breath.

The golden sword blade releases a dazzling light like a star, which is so dazzling that it almost covers the figure of the United Army.

That dreamy Even those who knew that the situation was urgent could not help but be fascinated by the scene.

Some Saxons exclaimed.

There was no sense of tension, as if they were watching some wonderful performance.

However, some people with keen intuition were confused. The ground looked around.

Those warriors who had been struggling in life and death many times were horrified at the moment they saw this brilliance.

They completely lost their composure due to instinct.

"I will continue the last mystery of Britain. O dragon who has fallen into madness, even if you are the incarnation of the island, you cannot block my way. I will show you that there is hope for Britain."

The light was so strong that it seemed to overflow.

The center of the intersection of light points made a sound full of expectation, and the aurora shot out instantly like a galaxy pouring down. In just an instant, thousands of soldiers and horses were swallowed up by the light, and they were almost shattered. The terrifying storm of the earth.

The golden storm blowing turned into a life-killing scythe.

It was just as delicate and gentle as a caress.

The two thousand men on the left wing of the Saxons, and even the thousand men in the center, together they were Three thousand people.

Their lives were all plundered.

What happened?

No one could understand.

All the creatures that made up the Saxon left army - not just humans, but even the horses were shattered in the storm.

In the end , The one who quickly understood the situation was the coalition forces confronting them.

The incredible situation happening in front of them made the brain slow down for a few beats before it came to a conclusion. Then the noise turned into an abnormally huge wave and enveloped the entire coalition forces.

【Yes, they know you will make the first move】

【I also know that you are proficient in the mysterious method】

【In order to find out your details, the kings and nobles came up with a suitable countermeasure so that they would not be devoured by you when fighting against the Saxons in the future.】

【I just ask you to show your strength on the battlefield】

【The kings and nobles expressed their gratitude like this】

【As the commander of the Yentajer Front, although you cannot command the soldiers of the kings and nobles, every move you make can have an impact on the Saxons, which can also improve the morale of the Union Army.】

【Of course, the above are just excuses】

【It's just an excuse for the kings to know more information about you, so that they can deal with you, the terrifying king, in the future.】

【However - who could have expected it?】

【Who could have predicted you would launch such a horrific attack?】

【Who could have imagined that a single blow you launched could kill more than 3,500 people in an instant - a number equivalent to the total number of coalition forces participating in the war here.】

【The knights of the Union Army doubted their own eyes】

【while praying for something you believe in】

【Pray that those Saxons are not dead, and pray that there is no such terrible mysterious method in this world.】

【Of course, as long as you witness the facts happening before your eyes——】

【Until now, no one has tried to get up - they will know that it is just wishful thinking】

【Even so, I still cannot accept it emotionally and am unwilling to admit the facts0......I know this is a cruel battlefield and human life is extremely cheap, but this would be too trampling on human life.】

【Although the Britons and Saxons have a blood feud, at least from a racial perspective, they are still human beings] (To read Baoshuang novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

【The loss of human life will always make human beings moved】

"Ahhh....ah...."

Even fighting the Saxons for many years.

The kings and nobles who had witnessed countless cruel battles also chattered their teeth due to excessive fear.

Watching the enemy's left wing turn into an unmanned position.

The golden sword pierces the earth, stands on countless pieces of blood and flesh, and exudes divine brilliance.

There are no living beings there.

The fact that no one was standing was just too, too, too scary.

No, it's not that simple.

Moran is a monster that can defeat Saxon 5.7 repeatedly by himself, and can easily destroy even Warcraft and Fantasy.

Legend has it that he is the ancient dragon of Britain.

The most timeless and noble mystery.

The phenomenon before our eyes makes people realize this fact more strongly than the rumors and hymns that spread throughout the country.

The rumors are not exaggerated by this reality.

"us...Until now....What exactly are you testing?.......Never....Make an enemy of this monster....."

A certain king said with a pale face and trembling.

He is a member of the Union Army.

He was also one of the people who wanted to make calculations and guard against Moran, but saw this overwhelming terrifying power.

All the thoughts disappeared.

In the face of this absolutely overwhelming power, any conspiracy or conspiracy is nothing more than a clown's trick..