The janitor No. 7 raised his head and glared.

The space in front of him was shaking like water waves, flashing with cold light. The sharp-toothed axe on the axe blade hovered in front of him out of thin air.

He waved his left hand lightly, and the axe swung back quickly with a harsh roar.

A big man with a big waist and a big bearded face roared into the hall, and a big axe roared over his body. He heard a scream. Half of his body, whose strength was obviously at the level of the demigod, flew up half of his body, and blood dyed a large area of ​​ground red.

The dense sound of footsteps came.

The roar like a wild beast gathered into a rolling wave.

The large groups of people were wearing various armors, including men and women, old and young, and were of different heights, shortness, fatness, and their skin, hair, and eyes were very different. Their armor styles also included knights of various countries in the Medlands continent, holding various weapons and rushed in.

Their numbers are so large that when they charge in, they even give people a feeling of endless surging rivers.

Bloody flames were spitting out on their bodies, and waves of powerful force swept across the world.

At the Demigod Realm, these tens of thousands of knights are actually powerful people at the Demigod level.

They shouted the name of the god of Varis, the Lord of War, and rushed into the hall without any hesitation, and then charged towards Qiao and his group.

"Kill them!"

"Kill heresy!"

"The Lord of War is above, and he gives us infinite power!"

The demigod-level strong men moved so quickly that they could easily cross more than ten miles or dozens of miles with just one jump. They were like agile fleas, jumping quickly to everyone, and the weapons in their hands were flashing with cold light, and they ruthlessly and ruthlessly hit everyone's fatal points.

In an instant, Qiao and his group were each besieged by at least ten people.

Faced with this sudden attack, Qiao took a step forward simply and let these weapons hit him.

The sound of "jingling" was endless. The heavy battle sword, big sword, and battle axe slashed on Qiao. The sparks were splashing everywhere, and they could not cause any damage to Qiao. Qiao's flesh swelled slightly, and he shouted in a low voice, punching each of them in the chest at a speed that was several times faster than these demigod-level knights.

Amid the dull burst, more than a dozen semi-god-level powerful men exploded with their armor.

More demigod-level knights rushed up, shouting the name of Varis, as if they had not seen the damage caused by Joe's terrifying power, and continued to launch a desperate attack on him.

A black lightning flashed around Joe.

He shouted in a low voice, raised his hands, as if he was holding a mountain, and pushed forward slightly heavyly.

Large black light was like flowing water, like a flood peak, sweeping through half of the hall with a terrifying explosion.

Black lightning streaks bombarded the bodies of these demigod-level knights, and lightning passed through their bodies, meandered and refracted in the air, and then hit the bodies of their companions.

Hundreds of thousands of electric lights raged in the air, and the electric lights turned into a large net, flooding the bodies of tens of thousands of demigod-level knights.

The armor melted and the body burned.

A shrill roar resounded throughout the hall, and tens of thousands of demigod-level knights fell from the air. They just twitched a few times and then they completely lost their breath.

They are all demigod-level powerful men.

Their power and the essence of their lives are far beyond ordinary mortals and ordinary extraordinary warriors.

Tens of thousands of demigod-level powerful men fell at the same time, and the huge hall was filled with scarlet evil auras that looked like substance. These evil auras were rotating and whistling, constantly pouring into Qiao's body.

Qiao fought with the abyss creatures for more than half a year in the battlefield of Tulun Port. The total number of demigod-level abyss creatures he killed was no more than three thousand.

And this time, he had more than ten times the result.

The scarlet evil aura penetrated into his body at an extremely fast speed. Qiao could clearly feel that his power suddenly increased by more than three times!

Based on his original basis, just like this, Qiao's strength soared by more than three times.

There was a faint "hissing" sound from Qiao's body.

This is the vision brought about by his power soaring and his physical structure becomes stronger.

However, compared with the burnt corpses on the ground, this abnormal movement seemed a little too ordinary, and no one noticed this "insignificant" change in Qiao.

"Good job, boy." The janitor No. 7 looked at Qiao in surprise: "You have not yet transformed your soul, but your combat power is similar to that of the gods who have mastered the power of the law... It's really interesting."

Shaking his head, the janitor No. 7 murmured: "No. 1 said that among us humans, a few geniuses like freaks will always appear from time to time, and they will scare you in a way that is beyond common sense."

"This is what we humans have endless possibilities, we are so wonderful... This is also one of the reasons why we are afraid and persecuted... Because we are so excellent, we are destined to be hit by all kinds of blows."

The dull footsteps came.

The unique aura of the gods surged out of the corridor like a tsunami, crushing Qiao and his group one by one.

Margaret III waved his white palm.

Just now, Qiao burst out a thunderstorm, sweeping through tens of thousands of demigod-level knights, and neatly eliminating this wave of enemies.

Margaret III and the others were not idle either. They also took action and killed the enemies who dared to attack them.

However, Margaret III and their age, experience, nature, and state of mind were here. They did not use their ultimate moves like a young boy like Joe.

They just killed the enemies who dared to approach themselves and attacked them.

On average, each of them killed more than twenty enemies, and then the influx of enemies was completely wiped out by Qiao.

Without doing much, Margaret III seemed very calm and composed, and even had no wrinkles on her clothes.

She narrowed her eyes, and the golden light shone in her eyes, and she said slowly: "Varis's dog legs? How did you find this place?"

Margaret III looked at the Sector No. 7.

Everyone remembers it clearly - Gatekeeper No. 7 said that this place is shrouded in some kind of power, and all intelligent creatures will instinctively stay away from it.

Unless you are guided or have some power mastered, it is impossible for ordinary people to find this holy land of the ancestors of the human race.

The janitor No. 7's face was gray and wet, and there was no way to see any changes in his face.

He also squinted his eyes and looked at the corridor leading to the hall.

Amid the dull footsteps, dozens of knights wearing miserable white armor, holding blood-colored spears, and long swords hanging around their waists laughed softly and walked in step by step.

These guys were exactly the same as the day when Varis returned to Medland, and they sounded the trumpet and ran to all directions to declare war to the entire Medland.

The aura on their bodies seemed to have reached the realm of gods.
Chapter completed!