Ten minutes later, three thousand miles away, perceiving the arrogant birdman in his consciousness, listening to the faint cheers, Bao Dingtian pulled down the camouflage combat cap on his head, wiped two handfuls on the old face, wiped it bloody, and then spat a mouthful of thick phlegm. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Phew! Cheap you dog mongrel! ”

Around, among the nine figures, seven of them were the same as Bao Dingtian, pulling the combat uniforms and combat caps on their bodies everywhere, and there was pale golden blood everywhere.

"it!" Jin Shanhu suddenly screamed, took out a small blood sac from his armpit, and shook one after another, "I still have a bag of blood that hasn't been broken, why did I withdraw it?" ”

There was laughter around, and Bao Dingtian glared at Jin Shanhu angrily: "Go back and ask your boss, the ghost knows what the hell this guy is up to!" ”

Obviously, this violent maniac has not been very satisfied with Lei Dong's idea and the deployment of dark clouds, when has Master Bao done such a deceitful thing and fought such an aggrieved battle!

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This is destined to be a sleepless night, in the fairy world, at least a thousand places, the same thing is happening - a thousand squads of special soldiers, at the same time attack the largest church of a thousand churches, hoping to destroy these churches, at least destroy the cross on the church. But, without exception, they encountered the Legion of the Holy Messenger and the tight guards and counterattacks, and similarly, more than eighty percent of these operations were missed. After hours of fierce fighting, almost everyone of the assault team had to retreat from the battlefield in the cheers of the birds.

But compared to these failed actions, what happened in more places in the fairy world was completely different.

In the city, in the town, in the countryside, in the mountains where no one noticed, whether it was a large church, a small confession room, or even a lonely cross sign, all the buildings of the Holy Legion that the Birdmen and the demons had occupied and had not been destroyed in the decisive battle of the demons a few days ago were all destroyed without exception.

Countless monks and natives have flocked from far and wide to return to their devastated homeland, or to the corners they have never been to, and under the guidance of some officers dressed in regular volunteer uniforms and recommended by local government officials, they rush to the churches that are either magnificent, cramped, intact, or dilapidated, and completely destroyed.

In the process, they encountered resistance from some of the birdmen, but the birdmen were not of high rank, so how could they withstand the onslaught of the anger of the monks and natives?

Light weapons, all kinds of magic weapons, spiritual attacks, directly rush up and smash with a hammer, and even use body strength to punch and kick...... The birds, which were few in number and of low rank, barely had a chance to escape, and were overwhelmed by the surging crowds and attacks. Almost overnight, all churches and crosses were wiped out.

For the vast majority of ordinary monks in the Immortal Realm, this was a rare journey to vent. Those buildings were once a symbol of their humiliation, once a thorn in their hearts that always ached, watching the churches collapse, watching the crosses being completely burned to ashes in the flames, everyone's hearts felt a sudden sense of happiness and relief.

Many people shed tears. For many years, the mountain-like humiliation that pressed on their hearts disappeared in an instant in the tears that flowed wantonly.

Then, there was the earth-shattering cheers. In the raging fire, they laughed, made noise, cheered, hugged, and vented the complex and inexplicable emotions in their hearts.

This cheer was as loud as the cheers of the birdmen. It's just that almost no one on either side knows what what happened that night means for the upcoming decisive battle.

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"Destroy 15,937,735 churches, destroy 39,889,206 crosses,......" Looking at the battle report in his hand, the dark cloud grinned, and then turned around to look at Lei Dong, who had just returned to the headquarters, and said proudly: "How about it, the results are brilliant, right?" It's really cool to watch! ”

"You're a King of Destruction!" Lei Dong laughed, he didn't expect that the task he assigned to Wuyun would be done by this guy in one night, and he thought it would last for a while. But then again, before the final launch, the preparation of the dark clouds took several days, so much so that Lei Dong thought this guy was lazy.

The large screen in the headquarters is frozen outside the ruins of a medium-sized church. Where, countless people are raising their arms and cheering, and countless people are crying bitterly. Lei Dong's eyes flashed and he smiled, "How did you come up with this method?" ”

"Underestimate people, huh?" Wuyun rolled his eyes dissatisfied, "Soldiers and civilians are the foundation of victory!" Grandpa Taizu taught us that a revolutionary war is a war of the masses, and that only by mobilizing the masses can we wage war, and only by relying on the masses can we wage war. Besides, isn't it a waste to put so many militia reserves? ”

Lei Dong was speechless, this guy Wuyun is always like this, no matter what he says, the first half is righteous and strict, and the second half exposes his obscene nature......

After a long pause, Lei Dong said: "Then you arranged for the Angry Dragon Brigade to assault those targets, and strictly ordered them to be defeated, not afraid that those guys would rebel, and settle accounts with you when they come back?" ”

"It doesn't matter if it's an account or not," Wuyun's face became rare and solemn, "Don't you think these guys have become more and more arrogant and lawless lately?" If you don't kill their arrogance, and if you don't grind their temperament, I'm afraid that these guys will not be able to manage in the future, this is the most elite force in the fairy world, if something is wrong after the war, then ......"

The dark clouds didn't say any more, but Lei Dong immediately understood what he meant, and couldn't help but laugh with relief. This guy Wuyun is a little obscene, but his thick and fine temperament is not blown, and he has already thought of the post-war fairy world pattern, which is really not simple. I also know that this guy is so thoughtful, in fact, it is not for himself, but for himself......

Lei Dong sighed and patted the dark cloud on the shoulder, and did not dwell on this question any longer, but asked the main question: "Have all the battlefield shielding devices been installed?" The troops are all in place? ”

"Needless to say? When have I ever been so unreliable? Wuyun rolled his eyes again and complained, obviously very dissatisfied with Lei Dong's question, but then he saw that Lei Dong's eyes had a trace of anxiety that could not be erased, and even anxiety, and he couldn't help but be slightly stunned, "What's wrong?" ”

"I don't know." Lei Dong shook his head slowly, "But I always feel that something is wrong......