Psychic Card Master - #894 - Chapter 892: Beheading Conference

after the war.

The excitement of the soldiers of the three armed forces in Zhongzhou has not dissipated for a long time, and even the generals of the magic army and the alliance army have already led their troops to enter Zhongzhou.

It’s just that Chen Feng is very clear that the time has not come yet, and there are too many things to deal with and wait for.

“Bring back the ashes of all the warriors.”

“The names and surnames were returned to relatives of their respective ethnic groups. Those whose identities could not be confirmed or had no relatives were buried in the hero’s cemetery.”

“Yes! God King!”

Chen Feng passed down the orders one after another. Now that the army of gods and demons has suffered heavy losses, and more than 80% of the main force has been buried in the battlefield of the Heavenly God Domain, it is unlikely that they will have the opportunity to go to Zhongzhou again.

The Holy Master was seriously injured, the Demon Queen was seriously injured, and all the burdens were placed on Chen Feng’s body.

“God King, what plan do you have next?”

A demon god of the demon clan looked at Chen Feng longingly. He did not come from the Tianli demon clan. His clan was also defeated thousands of years ago, and then fled to the world of gods and demons. Some members of the clan entered the Tianli demon realm to fight.

There are also many groups of demons hiding in every corner of the gods and demons, like ants in the dark, unable to see the sun all day long.

Now the army of gods and demons has suffered heavy losses, and the defense of the gods and demons must be weak. They, the demons, desperately hope that the god king can lead the three armies of Zhongzhou to recover the lost ground in one fell swoop, and then rescue all the demons living under the darkness.

“Don’t worry, the three armies are also suffering heavy losses now.”

“Besides, the demon clan in the world of gods and demons is also a member of the myriad clans.”

“The return won’t be long.”

As soon as Chen Feng said this, several demons breathed a sigh of relief.

What they were afraid of was that after eliminating most of the threat from the Divine Army, the Zhongzhou army would stick to the Heavenly God Territory and build a solid line of defense.

With the God King, Pan Gu and Devil Emperor guarding the three creation realm powerhouses, I am afraid that the God Army will never have a chance to step into Zhongzhou again.

But in this way, if the demons in the gods and demons want to return, it will be far away.

Now that the god kings have said that they have a plan to regain the gods and demons, the demons are relieved, at least the decision to defect to Zhongzhou and its alliance is not wrong.

The battle in the Tianshenyu battlefield was not without its tragedy. The two sides invested hundreds of millions of troops, and countless lives were buried in this catastrophe. Although the three armies won, they also suffered a major blow.

After this war, the God King has truly become the Lord of Zhongzhou, the Lord of the Three Armies!

You must know that there are two other strong men in the World Creation Realm, one is Chen Feng’s brother, the other is the soul created by Chen Feng, and there are a lot of powerful supporters.

The fierce war on the surface has calmed down, but the surging tide in the dark has never stopped.

…

Seven days later.

The defensive city of the Heavenly God Domain, after a bloody battle, the entire city was baptized by the flames of war. The inside and outside of the city were stained with blood, and the whole city exuded a strong smell of blood, like a beast crawling on the ground.

Inside and outside the city, countless powerful soldiers of the three armies stood and waited, extremely magnificent!

All eyes were on the hundred people above the sky.

The war gods of the god race, the emperor Yaotian, and several god emperors and generals were all tied to the sky by the demon-binding ropes. Behind them, the great god Pangu stood between the heaven and the earth, and the vast and majestic will of the gods emanated .

This scene, at this very moment, is playing above the sky of Zhongzhou and Outer Domain.

Countless children have their eyes and ears covered by their parents.

This will be a “beheading conference”!

The army of the gods trampled on all ethnic groups in Zhongzhou, and regarded the creatures of all ethnic groups as worthless.

After such a long time, the land of Zhongzhou finally ushered in a tragic victory!

At the same time, several strong men from the Divine Army were captured alive, and their hands were covered with blood.

At this moment, all the soldiers and civilians in Zhongzhou glared at these divine troops, and even some pacifist residents of the Outland Empire applauded.

Their peace is not born, but the tens of thousands of soldiers in Zhongzhou in exchange for their lives.

Regardless of whether you can empathize, but after the communication between Zhongzhou and Outland, at least have a little more respect for the soldiers of the three armies of Zhongzhou.

“That is the god of war of the protoss!”

“The powerhouse of the Creation Realm…”

“Oh my God……”

“Hey, Lord Luo Yu also died in his hands.”

“Damn it!”

Countless soldiers and civilians shouted indignantly.

All the hatred and resentment were concentrated on the gods and emperors in the sky. In the past, it was difficult to have such an opportunity to gather hatred.

On the bondage rope, except for the war god of the protoss who looked at the indignant Zhongzhou army with an indifferent expression, the other gods, generals and god emperors were completely desperate and looked at all this dejectedly.

They knew that Chen Feng was also good at the art of spirits, even if they were beheaded, in this environment, their spirits would not have any chance to escape.

In other words, today is their death day.

Facing the approach of death, even ordinary people cannot be so calm, these arrogant protoss are naturally unwilling and fearful.

“It’s noon!”

“cut!”

Noon finally arrived. During these few hours, the Zhongzhou soldiers and civilians were waiting like years, and they wished to cut these generals into pieces!

The last executioner was handed over to “Devil Emperor” Lin Fengrui!

If the physical strength of the god emperor and general is handed over to an ordinary executioner, they cannot be killed cleanly!

Lin Fengrui’s bloody demon giant sword can directly devour the souls of these gods and emperors while beheading them, and plunge their souls into eternal darkness.

As the god king, Chen Feng stood high above the sky, full of majesty.

Watching Lin Fengrui’s giant sword fall coldly towards a general.

This sword was clean and neat, and a head fell from the sky. The terrified soul of this god general was completely swallowed just as he wanted to escape!

At this moment, the soldiers of the Zhongzhou Army, who had accumulated countless hatred and anger, finally couldn’t restrain the emotions in their hearts, and roared out as if to vent:

“Oooo–“

“kill!!”

“Kill these bastard protoss!”

“Hahahahaha!”

Countless sergeants had tears in their eyes and clenched their fists, thinking of their relatives and comrades who fought side by side.

Now they are using these divine blood to pay homage to the heroic spirits who died on the battlefield!

Lin Fengrui’s actions were extremely indifferent, which made these generals even more desperate.

One sword after another, slowly cutting down.

Heads fell to the ground one after another.

Every head that lands on the ground will trigger the cheers of hundreds of millions of people!

God Emperor Yaotian, this once mighty God Emperor, was finally beheaded by a sword in panic.

The last person is God of War.

The Protoss god of war looked up at Chen Feng.

“The Kingdom of God will be completely destroyed.”

“It’s a pity you can’t see it.”

The last words heard by God of War God of the Protoss were the sound transmission from Chen Feng’s consciousness.

As Chen Feng said, he couldn’t see it anymore.

Hiss——

Lin Fengrui cut it down with a sword.

The god of war of the protoss, a generation of powerhouses in the creation world, whose head fell to the ground.