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2172. Seventy-three in the melee

All kinds of questions appeared in his mind, but he did not ask anyone to help those below. This is what he asked: "Look at the fighting situation of those below, our Holy See's current strength has already

Ready to come out. [ ]”

"Why can't our strength be compared with the other party? The most important reason is that they rarely have this kind of actual combat training. Even in ordinary battles, they are just joking. What's the use of that? Think about it carefully.

No?"

The other people who were a little angry just now stopped one by one. They were all thinking about their own things: "If we go out to fight this time, will we be like them? Although we are very powerful.

Yes, but?"

"What will be the outcome if we fight with people of the same strength as us?" When they thought of this, they all became horrified. They never thought that they were so fragile and that they were no better than others.

Furthermore, their own strength is not that strong at all, and they have all forcibly improved their strength. They seem to be at the peak of the god level, but their real strength is at most the early stage of a god level superior, which is nothing at all.

With this idea, none of them offered to help anymore. Everyone was doing it for their own good. However, some of the guys who were fighting below were already cursing: "***, what's going on? Those guys

Why don't you come out?"

"Do they want to see us die? Damn it." But some people understand it very well, because they understood the purpose of this contest at the beginning of the battle, and now they understand it as well.

You need to work hard yourself.

Seeing them going back and forth now, even His Majesty the King couldn't help but sigh: "Oh, war, it's better not to have a war at any time. Look at the way they are falling to the ground one by one now.

It makes my heart ache.”

This is true. His Majesty the King, looking at the soldiers falling one by one, it is all his own hard work. These are elites. If they all fail, then the demise of their empire is not far away. This is the king's point.

Most clearly.

It was already evening after this battle, and His Majesty the King also made a proposal for them to have a temporary truce.


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