Marshal Zhao fled with 50,000 magical swords. Although he fled in panic, he did not take a shortcut, but instead rushed towards the middle defense line.

In doing so, Marshal Zhao also had his own intention, because the plague department guarded the middle defense line.

The second line of defense in the divine realm, 160 great gods from the Plague Division led 500,000 heavenly soldiers and generals to guard it.

Compared with the three million gods of the South Heaven Gate, the defense of the second line of defense is very weak. However, because the entire great gods of the Plague Division are present, the Emperor of Heaven and Li Jing did not send more troops. After all, once all the toxins of all the great gods of the Plague Division are exerted, the divine army will be affected. The more the sentencing, the more they die, they will die. It is better to send a fewer ones.

The Plague Division is in charge of the great god, the Great Plague God.

The powerful masters of the Plague Division include: the Spring Plague God, the Summer Plague God, the Autumn Plague God, the Winter Plague God, the Middle Plague God, the Green Plague God, the Red Plague God, the White Plague God, the Black Plague God, and the Yellow Plague God.

"There is movement ahead, please give me a warning." The general who was guarding the second line of defense saw a large number of troops coming towards this side, and immediately signaled to the heavenly soldiers.

The heavenly soldiers immediately rang the bell to signal the entire army to prepare for war.

After hearing the warning bell, the Red Plague God frowned: "What are the three marshals doing? The Nantianmen was lost so quickly?"

The Great Plague God and the other Plague Gods said nothing, they all looked disdainful, and they all thought that the three marshals had nothing to say.

The great plague god stood up: "Okay, start a war and let these demons and monsters know how powerful we are."

The ten plague gods stood up together: "As for the order."

"Arrowman is ready." At the command of the general, all the archers and soldiers drew their arrows and pulled their bows, aiming at the "enemy troops" in front of them.

A great plague master suddenly frowned: "Stop, there are people in front of him."

Suddenly, when he heard this sentence, the heavenly soldiers and generals were stunned. When the army in front approached, they realized that it was Marshal Zhao and his magic sword weapon.

However, Marshal Zhao was still stopped by the great god of the Plague Ministry.

"Master Zhao, why did you come here if you don't guard the Nantianmen?" The great god of the Plague tribe looked at Marshal Zhao and shouted.

Marshal Zhao said politely: "It turns out that it is the great god Yuanda. The Nantianmen has fallen. I have important military information to inform the great god of plague. I will send a message to Yuanda's great god."

"Yuan Da, what's wrong?" At this time, another great plague master came out.

Yuanda of the Plague tribe looked back and said, "You are here in the right place in Wenye. The South Heaven Gate is lost. Marshal Zhao has important military information to report to the Great Plague God. Why don't you go and spread it?"

Report? Hearing these two words, Marshal Zhao twitched his cheeks. When did he become the subordinate of the Great Plague God? However, the situation is worse than others now, Marshal Zhao endured it.

Wenye of the Wenwu nodded: "Okay, I'll go and pass it on. Marshal Zhao will wait for the pass on the side with his troops."

What? Do you really think of yourself as your subordinate of the Plague Division? Marshal Zhao clenched his fists, but he still endured it, but this revenge was kept in his heart.

When the Wenye of the Plague Ministry was walking towards the Great Plague God, he saw the Great Plague God coming with the ten Great Plague Gods.

"I have seen the great plague god, and I have seen ten great gods." The Wenye of the Plague tribe saluted the great plague god and the others.

"Wenye, why is the enemy coming? There is no movement at all?" The Great Plague God has a good attitude towards the Literature of the Plague Ministry. After all, the Literature of the Plague God is a talent that the Great Plague God values. You should know that the Literature of the Plague is not very popular, with only more than a hundred great gods, and there are thousands of other departments. Therefore, the Great Plague God attaches great importance to talent cultivation.

"When returning to the Great Plague God, what came was not the enemy, but Marshal Zhao and his divine swords and weapons. Marshal Zhao said that there was important military information to report to the Great Plague God. Therefore, Wenye came to report it to the Great Plague God. Should we summon Marshal Zhao?"

"Haha, it's true that it's a literary art. The words said are different from others." Hearing the words of the literary arts of the plague, the great plague god was very happy.

The other ten plague gods were also very satisfied. In just one sentence, they planned Marshal Zhao as a subordinate of the plague department. They could not only save Marshal Zhao's face, but also improve themselves.

The Spring Plague God smiled and said, "Literature, just say this to us, but don't say it outside. It's easy for people to hold grudges, especially Marshal Zhao and the others."

"The God of Plague Rejuvenation, Wenye has asked Marshal Zhao to lead his troops and horses to wait for the spread of the public." Wenye from the Beast said lightly.

"Oh? Hahaha, you really have your literary career."

After hearing this, the Great Plague God and the Ten Great Plague Gods both laughed.

In normal times, the Plague Tribe is almost deserted, and no great god is willing to come to deal with the Plague Tribe masters. After all, they are afraid of the Plague Tribe masters, and they look down on the Plague Tribe masters from their hearts, so the Plague Tribe masters became a very isolated place.

Even the guards of the Plague Department did not have many heavenly soldiers and generals who were willing to go, so the heavenly soldiers and generals who were guarding the Plague Department all lost the lottery.

However, there is an exceptional team of divine soldiers and generals who often talk and laugh with the great gods of the Plague Division. They have never been afraid of being affected by plague poisons. Therefore, many of the great gods of the Plague Division like to deal with this team of divine soldiers and generals.

Originally, when the Peace Division came to guard the middle defense line, this team of divine soldiers and gods volunteered to follow, but was rejected by the great gods such as Chun Plague God, but led 500,000 unwilling heavenly soldiers and generals.

Because the great plague god has decided to use the plague poison killing formation to poison all the demon army, and neither the heavenly soldiers nor the divine soldiers can resist the toxins of the temperature killing formation, so no one wants this team of divine soldiers and gods to be buried with the demon army.

"Great Plague God, what are you waiting for? Summon Marshal Zhao." The Red Plague God smiled.

The Great Plague God seemed very happy and said, "Okay, I will summon Marshal Zhao."

"As for the order." Wenye from the verbal department responded and quickly went to communicate with Marshal Zhao.

Soon, Wenye from the plague tribe came to Marshal Zhao and said, "Marrior Zhao, the great plague god wants to summon you, let me go with you."

"Okay." Marshal Zhao said very urgently, because he found that there were a lot of dark spots on his body. If it weren't for the cloak blocking his neck, he would have been seen by other great gods.

Marshal Zhao quickly walked forward, and the two generals of the divine sword were also to accompany him, but they were blocked by Wenye of the Plague Ministry.

"Two, the great plague god only summoned Marshal Zhao, but did not summon you." Wen Ye from the Plague Department said in a bad tone.

At the same time, Yuanda, Yuanbo of the Plague tribe, and Gongming of the Plague tribe walked out to block the divine sword general.

Wenye of the Wenwu nodded to his three friends, caught up with Marshal Zhao and led the way.

The divine sword generals saw the unkind expression of the great god of the Plague Tribe, and they were frightened in their hearts, but Marshal Zhao didn't look back at all. This made the divine sword generals a little helpless and had to retreat.
Chapter completed!