[69 Book Bar - www.] "Haha, it's over, it's over~~Everyone is going to be doomed~~" The old king laughed so hard that tears flowed out, his voice trembled, "After Lores died, Ernst

There is no one left in Mo who can compete with Beibuler, it’s over.”

"Prince Lowes is dead?" Lingxun was shocked.

That majestic chairman of the military department, Xitong’s father is dead?

"The people from Beibuler sneaked into the military aircraft and worked together from the inside out. Even ten Lors can't defeat them."

"——"

At this time, a huge explosion seemed to sound outside the Golden Palace, and the roar shook the entire Golden Palace.

"Father, I won't let anything happen to Anstom." Lingxun's voice faintly reached the king's ears.

"You? What's the use of you? You can't be considered a member of our royal family at all." Queen Friselkis lay on the ground, glanced coldly at Lingxun's long silver hair, and sneered.

The king also smiled and sneered at Ling Xun's innocent thoughts.

"Father, believe me." After Lingxun finished speaking, he had already run towards the palace door. The king and queen followed Lingxun indifferently for a while, but their interest waned. Just when they were about to look away, they saw metal exploding in the air.

The luster, the hazy color like moonlight, and the metallic color match the tall figure, making it majestic.

"Your Majesty~~~~~" Queen Friselle's voice trembled.

"Holy Shield, she actually got the Holy Shield?" The king's eyes were full of shock. Originally, he pushed Lingxun to the undead just to appease the people, thinking that not only could he get rid of the thorn in his side, but he could also calm the people's hearts, killing two birds with one stone.

But despite all his calculations, he never thought that Lingxun would be able to obtain the holy shield that the royal family had dreamed of for a long time?!

Never!!!

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"Subjects of Anstemo, we are the royal army of Beibuler. Now you have been completely surrounded by us. If you are willing to surrender to me, Beibuler, we will definitely treat you like our own subjects.

"

Hundreds of strange shields lined up in formation, high in the air, looking at the remaining citizens of the royal city.

All the subjects were like turtles in an urn, discarding their weapons and huddled together fearfully, not daring to let out any air.

"Dogs of North Buller, go back to your own place. Anstom is Anstom and will not be manipulated by you!" At this time, there was a man in his 20s sitting in a wheelchair.

up, roaring at the people in the sky.

This man lost his legs in the war between Anstemo and Beibler, and naturally became a victim of this war game. He was one of the many sad people, but he still believed in Anstemo.

One day Anstom will become stronger and will not have to be bullied by other countries.

"Get out!!!" he shouted.

The commander in Qidun frowned and said coldly: "Kill him."

"Yes." A Qi Shield set up its gun, aimed at the people on the ground, pulled the trigger, and fired the laser gun beam immediately.

The man closed his eyes and faced his fate unyieldingly.

bass!

At this moment, a silver mechanical arm came in from the air and bounced the laser gun back.

All the pilots of Qidun in the air were stunned.

It's the Holy Shield!
Chapter completed!