Chapter 197 The two empires surrendered. These seven gourd babies are too powerful!
These ice rains are not ordinary ice cubes, but the ultimate ice formed by the soul power of Wuwa.
When the ice rain fell on the ground, it immediately froze everything around it.
The land that was originally scorched by Siwa's fire was now covered with a thick layer of ice.
Not only that, the soldiers who were still resisting were also shivering from the cold, and the sweat on their bodies instantly condensed into ice.
The torture of the two worlds of ice and fire made them miserable, and they didn't know how to deal with the situation in front of them.
Seeing this opportunity, Liu Wa flashed a sly smile in his eyes. He flashed and became invisible in an instant, without giving the other party any chance.
I saw him quietly disappearing into the air, blending into the surrounding environment, and then quietly shuttled around the enemy's commander.
He approached the enemy silently, like a ghost, and punched and kicked the coach, making the coach scream in agony but unable to fight back.
"Who...who is attacking me?"
"Damn it...ah, don't slap me in the face, you bastard!!"
Then, Liuwa quickly disappeared from the place without leaving any trace.
Although the coach has great strength, he can't help but feel fear when facing an invisible opponent.
He didn't know where the next attack would come from, and this unknown made him feel extremely stressed.
Unconsciously, the firmness in his heart began to waver.
At the same time, Qi Wa picked up the purple and gold gourd in her hand and faced the soldiers who were already unconscious from the torture of ice and fire.
The Purple Gold Gourd emits a dazzling purple light, like a powerful suction force, sucking all the soldiers into it.
The two empires, which originally had millions of legions in their ranks, had completely lost their advantage at this time.
"We surrender, stop fighting, stop fighting!"
This voice was like thunder, resounding throughout the battlefield, making everyone's ears buzz.
However, the gourd boys who were in the middle of a fierce battle looked confused. They were fighting vigorously when they suddenly heard calls for a truce.
This cry came from the marshals of the two empires. They realized that the battlefield situation had changed dramatically. If they continued to fight, the soldiers of both countries might be wiped out.
The terrifying strength displayed by these gourd boys made them dumbfounded, and could even be said to be heart-rending.
How can someone fight as easily and casually as playing a game? With just one movement of soul power, their army could be defeated in pieces.
Qian Renxue, the supreme leader of Wuhun Palace, was equally terrifying. Her presence seemed to make the entire space tremble.
Her breath was like a powerful pressure that made people breathless.
She just stood there quietly, but she exuded an irresistible intimidation that made everyone feel in awe.
When she stood on the side of Wuhun Palace, she was like an insurmountable god, protecting them.
Her power is like the vast universe, unfathomable. Compared to her, everyone felt as small as ants.
This kind of dimensionality reduction blow is undoubtedly fatal to everyone.
They had once attempted to compete with Wuhundian, but now it seemed that this was simply a fantasy.
Faced with such a powerful enemy, they felt powerless and even lost the courage to resist.
At this time, the entire battlefield fell into a deathly silence.
The soldiers on both sides stopped what they were doing and looked at Qian Renxue's direction.
The whole audience seemed to be waiting for her to give an order.
Qian Renxue looked at the scene in front of her. Somewhat shocking. This battlefield was filled with smoke and the shouts of killing were loud.
The soldiers from one side of the two empires had their faces covered with blood and exhaustion.
Their eyes revealed endless misery and despair.
The once majestic flags of the two empires are now swaying in the wind, as if they are also telling the tragedy of this war.
The soldiers were wearing damaged armor, some were missing arms, some had broken legs, and fell in a pool of blood in pain.
They looked desperately at the falling companions around them, their hearts filled with fear.
On the battlefield, various energy fluctuations shuttle like locusts, and each energy may take away several fresh lives.
Soldiers from one side of the two empires fled in all directions, but had nowhere to hide, and were constantly hit by the attacks from Wuhun Palace.
The flames of war were raging, lighting up the earth red.
Their defenses were like fragile pieces of paper that collapsed at the first touch. Cries of despair echoed on the battlefield, but could not change their tragic fate.
They seem to be chess pieces abandoned by fate, struggling on this cruel battlefield, but there is no glimmer of hope.
However, the battlefield belonging to Wuhun Palace was completely different. The soldiers and soul masters were almost unscathed.
A few Calabash Boys stood on the front line, like mountain peaks, blocking all attacks. The injuries on their bodies were also ignored.
And Qian Renxue’s purpose is not to destroy the other two empires, but to find Shi Batian. Now that they have decided to surrender, this war should end here.
"Okay! You surrender. In today's battle, our Spirit Palace will win!"
However, as the order was issued, the Spirit Empire cheered. The faces of the soul masters and soldiers were filled with the joy and excitement of victory.
"Haha, we won! This battle was so exciting!"
"Yes, I didn't expect that we could really win. Thanks to the Pope, her majesty Leadership gives us the courage to fight.”
“And those mysterious gourd boys, they are simply too powerful. Without them, it would be difficult for us to win this victory.”< br>
"Yes, the performance of the Calabash Boys on the battlefield is amazing."
"The Pope and the Calabash Boys are the patron saints of our Wuhun Palace."
"Guardian Saints …Patron Saint…Patron Saint!”
The soldiers spoke to each other, and their words were full of admiration and gratitude for Qian Renxue and the Calabash Boys.
They knew that this victory was hard-won, and the existence of Qian Renxue and the Calabash Boys was the key to their victory.
At this moment, the fighting spirit in their hearts was even higher.
However, when several Calabash Boys heard this, they also gathered next to Qian Renxue.
Everyone is full of heartless excitement.
“Oh, I didn’t even try my best, they just didn’t fight.”
“Even though, I didn’t even try my best.”
"Hehe... It's not enough. Why can't they help fighting?"
"Indeed, why surrender? Keep going!!"
"It's fun, it's fun..."
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The gourd boys were talking to each other, and they were obviously not enjoying themselves. They were still very enthusiastic about fighting, and they didn’t know who inherited this warlike gene.
(End of this chapter)