Chapter 6497

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Dozens of soldiers came to kill him, and Qin Yichen rose into the air.

The last Templar who did not move quietly fell downwards.

He has already set his sights on two battlefields.

Two Templars surrounded the Evil Dragon.

The Ten Evil Dragons are worthy of being the top warriors of the Black Dragon Clan. Facing the surprise attack from the two Templar Knights, they used all their firepower and managed to barely block the attack from the Temple of the God of War.

At this time, the remaining person should play his original role.

You can block two people, but you can never block three people.

This is strength in numbers!

Although in this world, strength is valued first.

Similar to Three Thousand Taoist Courts, there is a saying that in the face of absolute strength, the number of people is false.

Many people believed it and thought that as long as they were strong enough, they could defeat their opponents.

However, according to Qin Yichen's understanding, this sentence actually has a big premise.

That is, the strength of the two sides is definitely not equal.

To put it simply, as long as everyone's strength is not much different, the number of people is not only useful, but also a very important decisive factor!

The resistance of the Ten Evil Dragons collapsed.

The Ten Evil Dragons are a lineage of black dragons that are the best to fight. They are covered in dragon scales and are extremely difficult to be hurt by ordinary Taoist weapons.

The Templar Knights completely followed Qin Yichen's instructions and did not fight any evil dragons.

It is true that they cannot easily penetrate the defenses of black dragons of the same realm, but there are many black dragons with unequal realms and strengths, so there is no need to waste time on the Ten Evil Dragons.

For a time, the Ten Evil Dragons were in an extremely embarrassing situation.

They were unable to withstand the attacks of the two temple paladins, but retreating would mean that their fellow tribesmen would be slaughtered.

You can't fight it, you can't save it.

Either watch the Templars slaughter, or fight back in vain.

Gilgamesh finally came to Qin Yichen and glanced down from the corner of his eye.

"By this king's order, the ten evil dragons will gather together to counterattack the temple."

This plan was originally a means to force the temple to withdraw its troops when they lost on the battlefield.

Gilgamesh never expected that he would be forced to resort to this method from the very beginning.

After taking care of things below, Gilgamesh looked at Qin Yichen.

"I have brought the people from the Black Dragon Clan as ordered. The debt I owe you has been settled."

Qin Yichen shook his head helplessly.

"Is this called Liangqing?"

"You have the way to break the curse, but you are unwilling to tell me that you betrayed our agreement. You just want me to die."

Qin Yichen did not hesitate and took out the Xuanbai Mad Blade, and two auras, one black and one white, condensed behind him.

Gilgamesh looked solemn.

"King Arthur hasn't given you the solution to break the curse yet?"

This question made Qin Yichen stunned for a moment.

Only now did he remember that although Gilgamesh was not trustworthy, King Arthur was trustworthy!

King Arthur is almost a model for all knights and will never give up his companions easily.

According to the plan, both of them should know how to break the curse.

Even if it doesn't work, King Arthur should bring back the solution.

Could it be...

King Arthur was captured by Gilgamesh?

When he thought of this, Qin Yichen's expression changed slightly.

This silly girl, didn't I tell you not to fall out with Gilgamesh? Now you're fine, you were arrested and you couldn't even report it.

Qin Yichen is by no means a person with overflowing sympathy. The reason he wants to save Arthur now is more because she is the strongest person among the people he can trust.

After all, in terms of identity, both parties are the same.

The possibility of cooperation in the future is greatest.

The Xuanbai Mad Blade was raised, and Qin Yichen's expression was solemn.

"Let her go, otherwise, I will chop up your yellow hair and feed it to the dogs."

Gilgamesh laughed loudly.

"When will it be your turn to protect my king's things?"

With a low roar, golden ripples appeared behind Gilgamesh, like ripples on the surface of a lake, and Taoist soldiers emerged one after another, pointing their sharp tips at Qin Yichen.

"Zombie, die!"

Rumble…

Waves of roars echoed across the sky.

Gilgamesh's extravagant offensive method caused the Black Dragon King and God of War Ares above to be distracted for a moment.

I saw that dozens of miles below were covered by the dust raised by the explosion of Taoist soldiers.

In the dark soil, you can vaguely see the light of fire.

Violent vibrations caused the earth to shake.

It was impossible for anyone to survive such an indiscriminate bombardment, and it was even less likely that anyone could withstand the self-destructive power of the Taoist soldiers.

The dust rose nearly a thousand meters and turned into a waterfall of flying sand.

Gilgamesh took a step back, reached out to take the jar of wine, and took a swig.

"readily!"

Dust scattered all over the sky.

There was no trace of Qin Yichen anymore.

The black dragons who survived looked at the sand waterfall falling with horror on their faces.

"Is this a miracle?"

"It's amazing."

"Is this the power of a divine envoy? This can no longer be compensated by the number of people."

Everyone in the Black Dragon Clan was amazed.

In the distant temple, a group of Templar Knights also discovered something strange here.

Several Templar knights rose into the air and observed the falling sand waterfall.

All of them had extremely solemn expressions on their faces.

"I don't know which monster-level expert the Black Dragon Clan invited this time. Otherwise, there would never have been such a devastating scene."

Even hundreds of miles away, you can see the thick sand waterfall rising up and slowly falling to the ground.

Gilgamesh leaned on the golden ripples, took out the wine glass with his backhand, and poured a full glass.

Raising the wine glass in his hand, the bright red wine rose.

"This glass is for my dear friend."

Looking up at the sky, a bright moon suddenly appeared. Gilgamesh looked back at the ground and saw that the Black Dragon tribe had been swept to pieces.

Even if he captured the temple, he would not be able to occupy this star field.

It can be said that the battle was won, but winning was worthless.

Because Qin Yichen controlled the most critical profit points too accurately.

As long as the people in the God of War Temple are not completely wiped out.

It would be impossible to expand in the star field casually. On the contrary, the isolated temple would become a burden to the Black Dragon Clan.

The more he thought about it, the more Gilgamesh understood how important it was to send the Templar Knights to kill these ordinary black dragons.

"Feng! I toast you with this cup. You are a worthy opponent."

Gilgamesh shouted again, but the familiar voice could not be heard.

A feeling of loneliness came over me.

After losing his "best friend" and losing his opponent, Gilgamesh's heart returned to the dead silence of the past, and everything became extremely boring.

As the sand waterfall slowly fell, a glimmer of life quietly appeared in Gilgamesh's lifeless eyes.

The heart that was originally dead seemed to be on fire!

Gilgamesh stepped forward and stared at Qin Yichen, who was gradually revealed in the sand waterfall below.

"You're not dead, that's great!"

Gilgamesh laughed maniacally and dropped the wine glass in his hand. The golden ripples behind him expanded several times!

Smiling ferociously, his face twisted.

"Come on! Let me kill you!"
Chapter completed!