Chapter 1619
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Gently holding Wang Yanmei's little hand, Li Meng said: "in this war, the first Corps will mobilize all the martial artists and capable people besides ordinary civilians. For the sake of humanity, these special groups must also do their part. I will also go to the front as the commander in chief."
"Are you going to the front, too, mon?"
Wang Yanmei looks at Li Meng with a worried look on her face.
With a faint smile, Li Meng said: "my strength is necessary. If human beings want to win in this battle, they must kill the king of demons. Death alone can't do it, but it's not the same with me."
"Then... Then I'll go too."
Wang Yanmei made this request to Li Meng. She held Li Meng's hand back and tightly.
"No..."
Li Meng shook his head and refused. He said, "you can't go. You are the consul of Huaxia. You must stay here."
Wang Yanmei did not compromise because of this. She looked at Li Meng with a pair of beautiful eyes and said in a soft voice, "I'm the consul of China, but I'm also a thinker and a martial arts artist. Only when I go to the front line myself can martial arts artists have higher awareness and stimulate their enthusiasm."
Although she doesn't want to admit it, Wang Yanmei is right. Li Meng knows her position among martial artists.
Only Wang Yanmei went to the front line, and more martial artists responded to the call of the first army.
"That's... OK."
I can't stand Wang Yanmei's direct gaze, so Li Meng has no choice but to compromise.
Wang Yanmei is right. If you want to recruit martial arts practitioners to the front line, you need a person who has a high position among martial arts practitioners to set an example, and Wang Yanmei is undoubtedly the most suitable one.
See Li Meng agreed, Wang Yanmei smile, so soft looking at the little man beside.
The order Empire, tower.
How long does the war last?
No one knows the exact date. When the devil landed from the west coast, in a few months, the continent of Africa in the southwest had fallen. After tasting the pleasure of killing, the devil kept going north, South and East.
In the eastern battlefield, the devil's offensive is unstoppable, and the seven allies are close to extinction. At this time, the devil is fighting with the sub human, and it won't take long for the destruction of the sub human.
In the northern battlefield, the territory of the order empire was devastated by demons. In just a few months, a large area of the territory was lost, and countless people of the Empire were slaughtered by demons, and their lives were wailing.
Tower City, the most magnificent city in the south of the Empire, in order to resist the attack of the devil, the Empire threw alone and gathered 500000 troops to fight against the devil.
Even the most noble Pope and Saint arrived at the city of sta on the eve of the war. For a moment, the morale of the garrison rose sharply.
It's night, but it's all lit up in the Cathedral of startown.
In the wide and bright corridor, monks and nuns in black robes walk by from time to time. They are in a hurry, preparing for tomorrow's ceremony.
Compared with the messy footsteps outside, the hall was quiet.
Until a slight sound of footsteps sounded, a graceful figure in a white robe with elegant manners and long light golden hair came in, breaking the silence of the hall.
On the throne of the grand hall, saris, dressed in a platinum robe, sits quietly and looks at the people who enter the grand hall.
In the hall under the steps, she stopped and whispered, "Your holiness."
Looking at his highness, shalish said calmly, "shalina, is tomorrow's ceremony ready?"
Her Highness nodded and said, "my Lord, you are ready."
In the hall, saris' voice echoed.
"Now that the true God is coming, it's an honor for you and me to witness this moment with your own eyes. As a saint, you must be more devout than anyone else. From tomorrow on, all your life belongs to the Lord of death. You no longer live for yourself, but for the great man of death, until the end of your life."
To Pope shalish, shalina looked calm.
"Yes, I have done it," she whispered
"It's not awareness, it's a gift." Saris stressed.
"Yes, it's a gift."
She bowed her head slightly, she said softly.
With a wave of his hand, shalish said calmly, "go ahead, tomorrow's battle with the devil is related to the life and death of the city, the life and death of millions of civilians in the city, and the life and death of you and me. With the protection of the God of death, there is no worry about the order empire. If we are not pious enough, the city of sta will perish, the order empire will perish, and you and I will live and die together with the city."
Without saying much, she bent slightly, turned and walked away.
In the corridor outside, a group of nuns gathered around her and walked away.
Does God really exist?
Sharina didn't know, she didn't know what true piety was.
Walking in the corridor, she was surrounded by a group of nuns.
Looking at the front, in her heart, Sarina began to think wildly.
She has the consciousness of giving everything, because it is her responsibility as a saint, and everything belongs to God.
But consciousness can't relieve the pressure on her shoulders. Will God really respond to her?
Death's posture they have looked forward to, the great posture people can't forget for a long time.
It's a God. It's the "God" they've been looking for. They're afraid that they won't get the "God" response, which will make their faith collapse completely. They're worried and terrified. Sharina shares the same mood with those unswerving believers.
What is true piety?
Is it "death"?
It is called "God of death" by the world, and perhaps death will be loved by it.
If so, Sarina can't know. The only thing she can do now is to wait.
It's night. It's a short night for most people.
Demons from the north are approaching. Once they have gone to sleep, the next day when they open their eyes, the demons will appear.
But no matter how we struggle, time will not stop for anyone.
In the early morning, the forest outside Stahl was shrouded in mist.
In order to fight the devil to death, the order empire was well prepared.
Outside the city, a large area of forest was burned, leaving a 20 kilometer scorched land.
In the city, 10 legions of 500000 troops were deployed.
In terms of heavy firepower, we not only deployed 1000 heavy guns, but also assembled about 2000 guards.
In the face of this war, the order Empire has been well aware, either win or perish.
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Gently holding Wang Yanmei's little hand, Li Meng said: "in this war, the first Corps will mobilize all the martial artists and capable people besides ordinary civilians. For the sake of humanity, these special groups must also do their part. I will also go to the front as the commander in chief."
"Are you going to the front, too, mon?"
Wang Yanmei looks at Li Meng with a worried look on her face.
With a faint smile, Li Meng said: "my strength is necessary. If human beings want to win in this battle, they must kill the king of demons. Death alone can't do it, but it's not the same with me."
"Then... Then I'll go too."
Wang Yanmei made this request to Li Meng. She held Li Meng's hand back and tightly.
"No..."
Li Meng shook his head and refused. He said, "you can't go. You are the consul of Huaxia. You must stay here."
Wang Yanmei did not compromise because of this. She looked at Li Meng with a pair of beautiful eyes and said in a soft voice, "I'm the consul of China, but I'm also a thinker and a martial arts artist. Only when I go to the front line myself can martial arts artists have higher awareness and stimulate their enthusiasm."
Although she doesn't want to admit it, Wang Yanmei is right. Li Meng knows her position among martial artists.
Only Wang Yanmei went to the front line, and more martial artists responded to the call of the first army.
"That's... OK."
I can't stand Wang Yanmei's direct gaze, so Li Meng has no choice but to compromise.
Wang Yanmei is right. If you want to recruit martial arts practitioners to the front line, you need a person who has a high position among martial arts practitioners to set an example, and Wang Yanmei is undoubtedly the most suitable one.
See Li Meng agreed, Wang Yanmei smile, so soft looking at the little man beside.
The order Empire, tower.
How long does the war last?
No one knows the exact date. When the devil landed from the west coast, in a few months, the continent of Africa in the southwest had fallen. After tasting the pleasure of killing, the devil kept going north, South and East.
In the eastern battlefield, the devil's offensive is unstoppable, and the seven allies are close to extinction. At this time, the devil is fighting with the sub human, and it won't take long for the destruction of the sub human.
In the northern battlefield, the territory of the order empire was devastated by demons. In just a few months, a large area of the territory was lost, and countless people of the Empire were slaughtered by demons, and their lives were wailing.
Tower City, the most magnificent city in the south of the Empire, in order to resist the attack of the devil, the Empire threw alone and gathered 500000 troops to fight against the devil.
Even the most noble Pope and Saint arrived at the city of sta on the eve of the war. For a moment, the morale of the garrison rose sharply.
It's night, but it's all lit up in the Cathedral of startown.
In the wide and bright corridor, monks and nuns in black robes walk by from time to time. They are in a hurry, preparing for tomorrow's ceremony.
Compared with the messy footsteps outside, the hall was quiet.
Until a slight sound of footsteps sounded, a graceful figure in a white robe with elegant manners and long light golden hair came in, breaking the silence of the hall.
On the throne of the grand hall, saris, dressed in a platinum robe, sits quietly and looks at the people who enter the grand hall.
In the hall under the steps, she stopped and whispered, "Your holiness."
Looking at his highness, shalish said calmly, "shalina, is tomorrow's ceremony ready?"
Her Highness nodded and said, "my Lord, you are ready."
In the hall, saris' voice echoed.
"Now that the true God is coming, it's an honor for you and me to witness this moment with your own eyes. As a saint, you must be more devout than anyone else. From tomorrow on, all your life belongs to the Lord of death. You no longer live for yourself, but for the great man of death, until the end of your life."
To Pope shalish, shalina looked calm.
"Yes, I have done it," she whispered
"It's not awareness, it's a gift." Saris stressed.
"Yes, it's a gift."
She bowed her head slightly, she said softly.
With a wave of his hand, shalish said calmly, "go ahead, tomorrow's battle with the devil is related to the life and death of the city, the life and death of millions of civilians in the city, and the life and death of you and me. With the protection of the God of death, there is no worry about the order empire. If we are not pious enough, the city of sta will perish, the order empire will perish, and you and I will live and die together with the city."
Without saying much, she bent slightly, turned and walked away.
In the corridor outside, a group of nuns gathered around her and walked away.
Does God really exist?
Sharina didn't know, she didn't know what true piety was.
Walking in the corridor, she was surrounded by a group of nuns.
Looking at the front, in her heart, Sarina began to think wildly.
She has the consciousness of giving everything, because it is her responsibility as a saint, and everything belongs to God.
But consciousness can't relieve the pressure on her shoulders. Will God really respond to her?
Death's posture they have looked forward to, the great posture people can't forget for a long time.
It's a God. It's the "God" they've been looking for. They're afraid that they won't get the "God" response, which will make their faith collapse completely. They're worried and terrified. Sharina shares the same mood with those unswerving believers.
What is true piety?
Is it "death"?
It is called "God of death" by the world, and perhaps death will be loved by it.
If so, Sarina can't know. The only thing she can do now is to wait.
It's night. It's a short night for most people.
Demons from the north are approaching. Once they have gone to sleep, the next day when they open their eyes, the demons will appear.
But no matter how we struggle, time will not stop for anyone.
In the early morning, the forest outside Stahl was shrouded in mist.
In order to fight the devil to death, the order empire was well prepared.
Outside the city, a large area of forest was burned, leaving a 20 kilometer scorched land.
In the city, 10 legions of 500000 troops were deployed.
In terms of heavy firepower, we not only deployed 1000 heavy guns, but also assembled about 2000 guards.
In the face of this war, the order Empire has been well aware, either win or perish.
Gently holding Wang Yanmei's little hand, Li Meng said: "in this war, the first Corps will mobilize all the martial artists and capable people besides ordinary civilians. For the sake of humanity, these special groups must also do their part. I will also go to the front as the commander in chief.""Are you going to the front, too, mon?"Wang Yanmei looks at Li Meng with a worried look on her face.With a faint smile, Li Meng said: "my strength is necessary. If human beings want to win in this battle, they must kill the king of demons. Death alone can't do it, but it's not the same with me.""Then... Then I'll go too."Wang Yanmei made this request to Li Meng. She held Li Meng's hand back and tightly."No..."Li Meng shook his head and refused. He said, "you can't go. You are the consul of Huaxia. You must stay here."Wang Yanmei did not compromise because of this. She looked at Li Meng with a pair of beautiful eyes and said in a soft voice, "I'm the consul of China, but I'm also a thinker and a martial arts artist. Only when I go to the front line myself can martial arts artists have higher awareness and stimulate their enthusiasm."Although she doesn't want to admit it, Wang Yanmei is right. Li Meng knows her position among martial artists.Only Wang Yanmei went to the front line, and more martial artists responded to the call of the first army."That's... OK."I can't stand Wang Yanmei's direct gaze, so Li Meng has no choice but to compromise.Wang Yanmei is right. If you want to recruit martial arts practitioners to the front line, you need a person who has a high position among martial arts practitioners to set an example, and Wang Yanmei is undoubtedly the most suitable one.See Li Meng agreed, Wang Yanmei smile, so soft looking at the little man beside.The order Empire, tower.How long does the war last?No one knows the exact date. When the devil landed from the west coast, in a few months, the continent of Africa in the southwest had fallen. After tasting the pleasure of killing, the devil kept going north, South and East.In the eastern battlefield, the devil's offensive is unstoppable, and the seven allies are close to extinction. At this time, the devil is fighting with the sub human, and it won't take long for the destruction of the sub human.In the northern battlefield, the territory of the order empire was devastated by demons. In just a few months, a large area of the territory was lost, and countless people of the Empire were slaughtered by demons, and their lives were wailing.Tower City, the most magnificent city in the south of the Empire, in order to resist the attack of the devil, the Empire threw alone and gathered 500000 troops to fight against the devil.Even the most noble Pope and Saint arrived at the city of sta on the eve of the war. For a moment, the morale of the garrison rose sharply.It's night, but it's all lit up in the Cathedral of startown.In the wide and bright corridor, monks and nuns in black robes walk by from time to time. They are in a hurry, preparing for tomorrow's ceremony.Compared with the messy footsteps outside, the hall was quiet.Until a slight sound of footsteps sounded, a graceful figure in a white robe with elegant manners and long light golden hair came in, breaking the silence of the hall.On the throne of the grand hall, saris, dressed in a platinum robe, sits quietly and looks at the people who enter the grand hall.In the hall under the steps, she stopped and whispered, "Your holiness."Looking at his highness, shalish said calmly, "shalina, is tomorrow's ceremony ready?"Her Highness nodded and said, "my Lord, you are ready."In the hall, saris' voice echoed."Now that the true God is coming, it's an honor for you and me to witness this moment with your own eyes. As a saint, you must be more devout than anyone else. From tomorrow on, all your life belongs to the Lord of death. You no longer live for yourself, but for the great man of death, until the end of your life."To Pope shalish, shalina looked calm."Yes, I have done it," she whispered"It's not awareness, it's a gift." Saris stressed."Yes, it's a gift."She bowed her head slightly, she said softly.With a wave of his hand, shalish said calmly, "go ahead, tomorrow's battle with the devil is related to the life and death of the city, the life and death of millions of civilians in the city, and the life and death of you and me. With the protection of the God of death, there is no worry about the order empire. If we are not pious enough, the city of sta will perish, the order empire will perish, and you and I will live and die together with the city."Without saying much, she bent slightly, turned and walked away.In the corridor outside, a group of nuns gathered around her and walked away.Does God really exist?Sharina didn't know, she didn't know what true piety was.Walking in the corridor, she was surrounded by a group of nuns.Looking at the front, in her heart, Sarina began to think wildly.She has the consciousness of giving everything, because it is her responsibility as a saint, and everything belongs to God.But consciousness can't relieve the pressure on her shoulders. Will God really respond to her?Death's posture they have looked forward to, the great posture people can't forget for a long time.It's a God. It's the "God" they've been looking for. They're afraid that they won't get the "God" response, which will make their faith collapse completely. They're worried and terrified. Sharina shares the same mood with those unswerving believers.What is true piety?Is it "death"?It is called "God of death" by the world, and perhaps death will be loved by it.If so, Sarina can't know. The only thing she can do now is to wait.It's night. It's a short night for most people.Demons from the north are approaching. Once they have gone to sleep, the next day when they open their eyes, the demons will appear.But no matter how we struggle, time will not stop for anyone.In the early morning, the forest outside Stahl was shrouded in mist.In order to fight the devil to death, the order empire was well prepared.Outside the city, a large area of forest was burned, leaving a 20 kilometer scorched land.In the city, 10 legions of 500000 troops were deployed.In terms of heavy firepower, we not only deployed 1000 heavy guns, but also assembled about 2000 guards.In the face of this war, the order Empire has been well aware, either win or perish.
