Standing in front of so many people, Apollo, the god of light, was quite heroic.

This is his strength and foundation. It cannot be compared with the light masters outside. Look how many people he has brought with him?

The number of men currently deployed outside the temple to prepare for battle is only about 200,000.

There are at least a million people in his temple.

The difference in strength that could be seen at a glance made Apollo, the God of Light, quite inflated.

"Everyone, listen to me. What you need to do now is to follow my orders and go out to fight and defeat the team of thieves like the Lord of Light!"

"If you dare to use such a similar title to Apollo, the God of Light, I think he doesn't know how to write the word death!"

"Everyone listen to the order and set off to teach this thief a lesson."

Apollo, the God of Light, came out first and came directly to the sky. Many knights in the floating city also stepped into the sky one after another.

For a time, the disparity of more than five times the number of people made many people who were paying attention to this battle feel a little bit strange.

How did such a small number of people get in?

But no one thinks about this problem, because they have Apollo, the God of Light. Even if the opponents in front of them are very powerful, they just need to pretend to attack for one or two rounds, and then leave the mess to Apollo, the God of Light, to clean up the mess.

When the time comes, if you praise Apollo, the God of Light, everything will change in the end.

Feng Tianxing looked at the scene in front of him calmly, shook his head, and then said.

"Ksali Shera, the battle here will be left to you. I will go and fight with Apollo, the God of Light."

Ksāri Sāra bowed and saluted.

"Lord Light, please be careful. After all, you are one of the twelve main gods."

Feng Tianxing smiled faintly, flew away in the air gracefully, and came directly in front of Apollo, the God of Light.

"How about we change the place to fight? The aftermath of the fight between you and me will almost kill your men."

Apollo, the God of Light, glanced at Feng Tianxing with disdain, then looked at the believers behind him, and sneered disdainfully.

"Don't worry, I just want to know that you stole my title as the God of Light last time. Have you ever thought about paying the price for it?"

Feng Tianxing pondered for a moment.

It was really difficult for him to understand the thoughts of Apollo, the god of light.

It is true that you are the God of Light and I am the Lord of Light. They both seem to have the same word for light, but you have not noticed it at all. When you hear the name "Lord of Light", shouldn't it be a higher level of light than yours?

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Moreover, chatting about this at this time is a bit too much of a waste of time.

Seeing the wind, Tianxing remained silent, while Apollo, the god of light, laughed.

"I knew you were guilty."

"Give you a chance to live. You apologize to me now, and then kneel here and kowtow..."

Before Apollo, the God of Light, finished speaking, Feng Tianxing's hearty laughter resounded throughout the sky.

"Apollo, I still have to admire you in terms of your ability to make things happen. You can make me laugh out loud even in such important times. You are truly worthy of me."

"Stop talking so much nonsense. You can either follow me to fight at high altitude today, or we can fight here. Anyway, my believers will not be shocked to death by the aftermath of the battle."

With Feng Tianxing's caution, knowing that Apollo, the God of Light, might fight on the spot, the followers of the Wild God and below all retreated far away. The remaining 200,000 people were all

The elites in Feng Tianxing's hands, strong men at the level of earth gods and gods.

They worked together to resist, not to mention the aftermath of the battle, even a sneak attack by Apollo, the God of Light, could withstand one or two.

This is Feng Tianxing’s confidence.

As for these crooked melons and cracked dates brought by Apollo, the god of light, Feng Tianxing didn't like them at all.

After saying that, Feng Tianxing flew to the sky first.

Even if Apollo, the god of light, makes a sneak attack, he can teleport back to help his believers resist.

Seeing Feng Tianxing getting further and further away, Apollo, the God of Light, gritted his teeth and followed closely.

Not long after, the color of the sky above suddenly changed, and patches of red light enveloped the entire sky. At this moment, the battle below had not yet begun.

The men of Apollo, the God of Light, looked up at the sky, first observed the situation, and then said.

"It seems that Lord Apollo has the absolute upper hand, we just need to pretend."

In a battle at the level of the Lord God, whoever controls the most rules of the world will have an absolute advantage.

The specific manifestation is the vision in the sky. Generally speaking, it is not possible to grasp the exact same world rules, so there are two visions in the sky. The range where the vision is entrenched is the embodiment of the power of both parties.

And contrast.

Obviously, in the hearts of these people, Apollo, the God of Light, is the one who has the upper hand.

"Everyone attacks, charge!"

"Kill all these bastards!"

These knights who were temporarily transferred did not make any adjustments to their organization and did exactly what their captain ordered them to do.

This also led to a very strange scene. The restless believers had already rushed forward and collided with those who were still planning to observe.

Before the confrontation, they were in chaos.

Such a scene made Kshali Shera shake his head for a while.

"It seems that the Lord of Light is right. The more these people there are, it will actually be an advantage for us."

Not long after, Ksali Shera was also stunned by the performance of these knights.

Because it can be clearly felt from the speed of their forward movement that among these people, few of them are above the knight level, and they do not even have the strength of the earth god level.

This made the corners of Kshari Shelo's mouth twitch with hatred. Seeing this group of people rushing forward, everyone in the Light Lord Temple also started talking about it.

"What's going on?"

"I think it's probably a tactic of underestimating the enemy by Apollo, the God of Light. These knights are here to die, to make us paralyzed, and then find an opportunity to attack us."

"I also think it's possible. Let's be more careful and see what the deacon says."

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If there wasn't a shared sea of ​​consciousness for communication, I'm afraid there would be a heated discussion here at the Light Lord Temple.

Obviously, in their eyes, they really couldn't understand the actions of the people opposite them.

Without an organized attack, there would be no effective attack points. This is almost equivalent to officers and soldiers fighting bandits, and they are still the kind of bandits that have just been established.

Seeing these knights approaching, Ksali Shero hesitated for a moment and then gave the order.

"Don't take it lightly. After all, this is the realm of Apollo, the God of Light. We still have to be vigilant. Within a hundred teams, the odd-numbered teams will start the first round of attack and suppress the opponent's attack speed. The even-numbered teams are ready to respond at any time.

Teams from 100 to 160 teams, in groups of 20 teams, patrol the left rear and rear respectively."
Chapter completed!