Chapter 211: Hundred Years of Planning

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The palm of the huge zombie collided with the tree branch of the ancient tree man again, and even made a huge bang.

Lin Chuan turned his head and looked over, and saw that many monsters even fell apart because they couldn't stand the collision between the two.

These two are very powerful monsters, but it doesn't seem like they have entered the stage of an archmage.

Xiaojie: "Comprehensive evaluation, it should be the golden rank, but the template has the dual template of bronze and lord, and the strength is still higher than the boss you killed with great effort."

Lin Chuan nodded. Although the two bishops were both at the stage of the archmage, it was obvious that this battlefield could not allow more powerful monsters to enter, and they were both hindering each other.

Lin Chuan said: "However, this power is no different from the Archmage."

It's like a sentence that Lin Chuan remembered, one effort to drop ten sessions.

Huge zombies and ancient tree people have specialties in this regard.

Their strength is very powerful, and with this, they can rival the power of the archmage stage, so this is the reason why they are the finale.

Although the world consciousness stipulates that except for the two rulers, no one else can be at the stage of the archmage, but obviously, both sides have tried their best to bypass this rule.

Vulnerabilities are everywhere.

This is also a loophole, not a loophole.

It's just that the thousand-year-old tree is easy to find, and this kind of giant zombie is not so easy to make.

In the consciousness of the huge zombie, there are still words he muttered to himself, "destroy" and the words "forest", let Lin Chuan know what the inside story of the zombie is.

It even made Lin Chuan feel some familiar feelings.

This made Lin Chuan very strange, where on earth had he seen this huge zombie.

"Could it be that this gigantic zombie and the gigantic zombie killed by Lilith's father Alan the last time I saw it in the cave are brothers?"

Lin Chuan's brain was wide open, but then he shook his head and smiled bitterly. This is not a reasonable explanation. Zombies have no brothers.

Especially this suture-like monster.

Stitch monster?

Lin Chuan felt that he seemed to have touched the point, but the aura always flashed and disappeared without a trace.

"Laurendo, is that all you have?" Kemir's voice appeared on the field, and it seemed to be the magic of increasing the volume. The voice was very loud. At least Lin Chuan was on the right edge of the battlefield, about a kilometer away from the central battlefield. It seems that the voice is still clearly heard.

It was as if the voice had been ringing in his ears.

Laurent sneered: "Despite your intrigue, my treeman still won't lose."

Lin Chuan thought, this conspiracy is probably doing something in the well water, didn't he already tell Minerva?

But soon, Lin Chuan realized that this should be the elves showing weakness, and it is self-evident for what purpose.

This time, the elves seem to have big plans and big moves. It seems that this time, the elves want a lot of things, and the other party probably doesn't know it yet.

The gods may know, but the gods cannot interfere, which is dictated by the world consciousness.

Unless they are willing to pay a higher price.

But the gods are generally the most sensible and the most considerate of gain and loss.

A short-term gain or loss will not be missed by the gods.

At least the gods of the order camp are like that.

Kemir sneered: "You don't need to care about those on the battlefield. Your elves are known as the most united race, but how? It turns out..."

Kemir wanted to say something else, but Laurendo said first: "It's just some waste that we abandoned. You guys are happy to pick up the waste. I think you can change your name to the Temple of Waste."

When Laurendo said this, Kemir's face changed. Laurendo didn't directly name him. For this, even the gods could only secretly keep a blacklist behind their backs, instead of taking action directly.

Otherwise, in the war of mortals, gods will take action at will, do you think others have no gods?

Moreover, the Goddess of Life is a powerful divine force and restrains the power of the Black Death God. If not for many constraints, the Black Death God would have been smashed into the kingdom of God long ago, and he would have been completely lost in the astral world.

It's not that it hasn't happened in history, that time, it was really close, if not?

Kemir thought of some secret records, why did the evil god of black death stare at the goddess of life, isn't it because he was pressed on the floor and rubbed and rubbed?

Kemir even felt that his beliefs were shaken a little, and then he was quickly cut off by him.

For priests, gods are the source of their power, and it is no small matter to shake their beliefs.

Thinking of his plan and the efforts of several bishops of the Black Death Temple over the past hundred years, Kemir's eyes were fixed.

Wait a minute, isn't this thousand-year-old tree affected?

Although I don't know why I didn't do my best, Kemir is still full of confidence, at least it works, isn't it?

This time, this line of defense must be broken, and this forest will be blackened and corrupted, which will allow him to obtain a lot of divine grace. At that time, the Archbishop will no longer be a dream.

"I hope you can laugh later." Kemir stopped talking to the other party. In terms of words, he didn't seem to have the upper hand, so he simply stopped talking.

And Laurendo didn't want to have extra troubles at this time. The temple was deploying a cage to design a cage for the other party's conspiracy. At this time, he was waiting.

This, it seems, was also discovered by the magical boy, maybe it can be considered in hindsight?

Lauren thought, a bishop's invitation, the other party should be very happy to accept it, right?

He thought of the happy place, and he actually showed a smile, a smiley expression, which surprised Kemir and made him a little surprised.

Wasn't it discovered? Kemir thought about it, and then shook his head again, if the other party found out, what would have happened long ago.

This plan has been going on for hundreds of years, and there have been several bishops. He is only the last one, the so-called peach picker.

But what if it can't be done? Kemir thought that the previous bishops were not without background. They were only promoted because of their merits. They also have a share of the credit for the arrangement here.

But if he screwed up, then, facing those people, I'm afraid he won't be able to get away easily.

No, we acted so carefully, and even dragged on for hundreds of years for the effect, how could we fail?

Kermir comforted himself, and even became able to cope with casting spells on the battlefield.

The battle seemed to start to become tasteless, until at a certain moment, a subtle fluctuation came, and Kemir was immediately overjoyed, and he looked in the direction of Laurendo subconsciously.