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Although it was called the Central Plains, it was actually more suitable to call it the Central Wastelands. The weather there was extremely harsh, the summer heat was scorching, the winter cold, and the lack of water was also very severe, causing the food crops to be unable to be produced in large quantities. Almost one beast soldier could deal with seven to eight ordinary human soldiers, and the beast army was ranked among the top three in terms of combat power.

Under the siege of the three masked men, the Lion Tribe's Beastman obviously had more defenses than offense. His body was riddled with wounds, and he was panting heavily. The leader of the three who was watching the fight suddenly said, "Sir Shrek Ryan, don't try to resist. Originally, we were ordered to capture you on the spot, but I can assure you that as long as you surrender, we can guarantee your safety."

While he was talking the besiegers slowed down a bit. The beastmen called Rock hoof Ryan took a few quick breaths and shouted, "Pui! Do you think I can't tell that you are soldiers of the Kaiser Empire? You want me to surrender? "As a loyal follower of the beast god, I, Shi Zu Ryan, am from the Ferocious Lion race. How could I kneel to an enemy? Don't waste my breath, I'm just going to die today!"

Another one sneered. "You have good eyes. The seven of us are General Rommel's' Seven Warriors' …" Before he could finish his words, the man who had led them shouted: "Third brother, shut up!" That person was surprised for a moment and then bitterly shut his mouth. In addition, he also had the nickname of 'Fox of Caesar', which held a very high prestige in the Kaiser Empire. It could be said that he was the number one person in the military, and this fellow had been commanding elite soldiers to fight with the Beastmen army at the border all year round. Since the Beastmen's residence was so perilous and barren, it was natural that a person would want to change the place, thus, every year, the Beastmen, who attempted to break out from the central plains, would form an army and madly attack the nearest empire, as if the barbarians in the north were attacking Klein every year.

However, the Beast Race was more punctual. Every year, they would advance eastward before the fall. They were more accurate than an hourglass. There was no helping it, if they didn't prepare enough food before winter, who knew how many people would die? However, the army commanded by Rommel was like a great wall of steel. No matter how many armies attacked, they would stop them, and even gain the upper hand every time.

Since these seven guys were Rommel's subordinates, they were obviously Klein's enemies. Since Shizhuelan seemed to be a member of the traditional royalty of the Beast Race, the Beast Race was divided into dozens of different sizes, and there were also dozens of different kinds. Among them, the largest one among them was the five biggest species, the Lion Race, Tiger Race, Ox-head Race, Wolf Tribe and the Pig Race. The other Lions, Tigers and Tauren were the traditional powerful clans of the Beast Race, and they were also part of the royal family. The Beast Kings from past generations were all born in these three clans, and currently, the King of Beasts Rui Grains was the head of the Lions, an experienced Sword Saint.

When Werther heard this, he rubbed his chin. "No matter what their motive is, since the Kaiser Empire is involved, I'll make a move to disrupt this scheme." Every Klein knew that if the Kaiser Empire wanted to do something, they would have to spare no effort to destroy it. This was definitely the right decision.

There had been many large-scale battles in history, so it could be said that there was basically no possibility of mediation. In recent years, both sides had been restrained by their opponents, and there was no longer any energy left to fight. As soon as the two super machines started to operate crazily, the living beings of the Grace Mainland would have to go through another large-scale bloody slaughter. Taking advantage of the three's encirclement, Shizelai suddenly shouted, his eyes instantly turned blood-red, his body suddenly doubled in size, his muscles became as big as pieces of stone, filled with explosive power, his body suddenly expanded to the extreme, causing his blood vessels to burst, blood to float in the air, but Rigg didn't seem to know the pain at all. He roared again and again, and swung his fists without using his weapons.

The leader frowned, "Third and fourth brother, you guys go on, he has gone berserk, but he won't last long. As long as we delay him, he will soon die on his own. Don't let him escape before then!" The two men in black nodded and joined the battle. This time, it was the five experts fighting against Rigg.

Werther clearly saw that the five people surrounding and attacking were all Silver Warriors. Their whole body was condensed with Dou Qi, and every move was aimed at their vitals. From this, Werther deduced that their leader most likely had the strength of a Gold Warrior. Not only is he not afraid, but he's also a bit excited. "Earlier, he boasted to Calton that I had a staff in my hand and could fight against a Golden Warrior without losing, which means I'll have an opportunity to fight in real battle soon. I'd like to see whether the Grace Mainland has powerful dou qi, or my Tao demon-in-one technique." However, he was not a foolish person. He would never attack in an upright manner. To act cool when fighting one against seven was simply courting death.

He focused all his attention on one point, attaching it to the coiling dragon staff. All of a sudden, it seemed as if he had left the earthly din and intense battles far behind him. All that was left in his eyes were a little bit of pure consciousness and a little bit of pure martial spirit. At that moment, it was as if Werther had become one with the world. He could hear the breathing of all things, could feel the slightest change in the sky and the earth, could feel the pulse of all things.

It turned out that in that instant, he had directly skipped the realm of the fleshly body, and used his primordial spirit to comprehend the heaven and earth. This was a realm even more miraculous and unpredictable than clearing the great circle of heaven and earth, and comprehending the heavens and earth with true energy. "When he deliberately tried to find that feeling again, he couldn't grab hold of it no matter how hard he tried." "Forget it, this kind of comprehension is random. Being able to comprehend it once is already very fortunate. Why must you insist?"

Werther was compatible with heaven and earth, and his own aura was incomparably restrained and harmonious. As soon as Werther withdrew from this realm, he would immediately appear out of sync with the surroundings, and the leader was an experienced warrior who was extremely sensitive to malicious murderous intent. Almost immediately, he discovered the uninvited guest and shouted, "Who is it!" Werther had locked onto him from the start, but now that he was seen through, he immediately launched an attack. He gathered his strength and waited to launch an attack, his aura reaching a few points. When the staff struck out, it actually let out a hissing sound.

The masked leader was shocked. He exerted his strength as a golden warrior, and his whole body was covered in green qi. He was covered in a layer of armor, and he was holding a giant axe. He was chopping at the warrior with it!

Clang! A sound wave exploded, deafening the six people who were fighting at the same time. All of their strength seemed to have been sucked away, and their bodies became weak. They did not dare to make a move, and all of them glared at him. The masked leader laughed loudly. "Such great strength!" As soon as the huge axe was unleashed, dou qi ran rampant. Werther was not afraid, but wanted to challenge the strength of the Golden Warrior. He blocked horizontally with his coiling dragon staff and launched an exquisite pole technique. As the fight raged on, more shouts rang out. A long staff pointed to the east and the west, appearing like a mad devil!

In addition, the battlefield was the best place to temper one's battle qi. After many years of fighting and fighting, he had finally reached the level of a Golden Warrior, and his achievements today were not based on pills, but on blade after blade. All his martial arts were created by killing on the battlefield, and he did not have a shred of fancy skill, and every move he made would cost him his life. However, today was destined to be an unforgettable day for him. This opponent's difficulty to deal with was beyond his imagination. The strange battle skill was flawless and did not have a single flaw. Furthermore, it was very powerful. Even the strength that he had accumulated from his military campaign was only barely able to fight to a draw.

The transformation of the Great Strength Divine Staff was also getting more and more familiar, and the might of this Coiling Dragon Staff was also gradually being unleashed. It was indeed worthy of being made of Heavenly Stellar Golden, and when paired with the Peerless God Power and Dao Demon zhen Qi, its power was limitless, causing a Golden Warrior to lose his temper. The masked leader was still at a disadvantage after using all his strength. He was depressed. He saw his subordinates watching the show from the corner of his eye and shouted angrily, "Don't waste time, finish off that beastman as soon as possible!" The five of them reacted and attacked the sphinx. The scene was in complete chaos. The only person who didn't make a move, glanced around to help them, and then moved to rescue them.

The leader shouted as he was seized by Werther, and with three consecutive strikes of his staff, he was forced to take three steps back. With a long roar, he pounced on the beastmen like a hawk, his biggest goal this time was to rescue the Lion Tribe member. As soon as Werther entered the battle, he was like a fierce tiger emerging from the mountains. He swept out with his big stick and with the might of a coiling dragon rod, he split the five Silver rank Warriors into a large circle. The masked leader hurried over and shouted, "Gale Axe!"