Fang Hao said depressedly: "Is there no better place? Like the woods next to the lake over there?"
Futu shook his head and said: "At this moment, people from the Dragon Palace are everywhere. We have seen along the way that the defenses are very tight. It will be even more difficult to get past."
"That's enough." Seeing that there was really no better place, Fang Hao could only nod.
Immediately, Fang Hao looked at the pagoda: "Is there anyone you can trust? I want to know about the situation of visiting the Dragon Palace."
Fu Tu nodded and said: "Ling Xian has a large number of supporters. Even though Ling Xian is no longer in the Dragon Palace, I received a lot of people who wanted to continue to follow Ling Xian some time ago, but Ling Xian did not agree to their request.
People should be able to help.”
"Then you go and investigate the situation. We will wait for you here." Fang Hao immediately ordered.
"yes!"
…
The top of the dragon's head is the highest place in the entire Dragon Palace. You can overlook the entire Dragon Palace. Standing on the dragon's head, his eyes suddenly became clear, but then, Fang Hao felt something unusual.
Because this dragon statue is so big, there is no gap at all. In other words, it is carved from a huge stone. But how did such a big stone be dragged into the desert? This project
The vastness of the desert is very difficult even in modern times. After all, the desert is not like land, and the team cannot exert much power at all.
But for people in ancient times, it was an almost impossible project to complete. In front of Fang Hao's eyes, the entire Dragon Palace was shrouded in mystery.
Below, the war has reached a very cruel stage. Both sides are not afraid of death. Both sides refer to the people from the church and the Dragon Palace. The offensive of the mercenaries is much weaker, although they use people's money to eliminate disasters.
, but if the loss is too great, they will also weigh whether it is worth it, and there will be signs of retreat.
As for the free mercenary group, Madebila led the mercenaries from behind and kept shouting to kill, but they didn't charge very much, and perfectly performed the learned technique of making thunder louder than raindrops.
Ao Wushuang led many experts to stand at the entrance of the main hall of the Dragon Palace. Most of these people looked like they were dying and extremely old, but no one looked down upon these old guys. These people were probably the true heritage of the Dragon Palace.
If the church hadn't caught Dragon Palace off guard last time and made Dragon Palace prepared, Jester and the others probably wouldn't even be able to attack the door.
Fang Hao looked over carefully and counted, there were actually more than ten. When the life and death of the Dragon Palace was at stake, these reclusive people also came out one after another to protect the Dragon Palace.
…
Pope Paulide III frowned and looked at the war scene in front of him. Dragon Palace's tenacity was beyond his expectation, and he frowned slightly.
The reason for frowning is not because many people died, but because after so long, Ryugu has not used its trump card, and now some insignificant subordinates from both sides are still fighting to the death.
At this moment, the footsteps of many people came from behind. In the center of the defense, Paulide III could still tell that the people who suddenly broke in from behind were very powerful people.
Paulide III waved his scepter lightly, and the people who protected him retreated, and then a group of people with oriental faces came in from the gate of the Dragon Palace.
Paulide III looked at the visitor, frowned slightly, and said to the female red archbishop next to him: "Bishop Morz."
Although she only called out the title of Moresbyli, the only female bishop already understood what Paulide III meant.
Weiwei walked forward, looked at these Easterners who suddenly appeared with unusual momentum, and said with an indifferent expression: "This is a grudge between our church and Dragon Palace, please don't interfere."
Opposite me, an old man with completely gray hair glanced at a young man in his thirties next to him.
The young man understood, and immediately came over, using Western gentleman etiquette to salute Morezbili slightly. Then, he raised his head with a detached air and said with a smile: "We are from the Western martial arts family. My name is Wu Zhong. First of all, we are not
Your enemies, secondly, we can even help you deal with the Dragon Palace."
Moresbyli's expression changed: "Oh? Then what conditions do you have?"
"We want the dragon bones." Wu Zhong said calmly with a smile.
Moresbyli looked stern: "How do you know about the dragon bone?"
Wu Zhong turned a blind eye to the coldness emanating from Moresbyli, and said with a smile: "You know, we may also know, this is related to a legend shared by the East and the West, not a rumor from your church."
"The keel was destroyed twenty years ago. I think you should know this!" Moresbyli narrowed her eyes slightly, as if trying to see through this young man.
From time to time, the woman's eyes glanced at the white-haired old man wearing a plain mandarin jacket not far behind Wu Zhong. At this time, a deep fear flashed in the woman's eyes.
Wu Zhong smiled and said: "The dragon bones are not just the same as they were twenty years ago. Now we know that there are other dragon bones in the Dragon Palace."
"You also know that the keel is only a little bit small, so let's change the conditions!" Morzbili said seriously.
"Haha, just a little is enough for us to share. Besides, you won't be of any use if you have more. One keel is a key. According to the information we got, there are three keels in the Dragon Palace. We only need one."
Moresbyli walked back, murmured a few words with Paulide III, and then said to Wu Zhong: "Our Majesty the Pope has agreed that we can form an alliance in the face of exterminating these demons that harm mankind, but we need to look after yours.
Sincerity!”
"Since we agreed, you should take good care of it!" Wu Deng nodded, returned to Wu Biyang, and whispered: "Father, they agreed and want to see our sincerity!"
"Let Wu Feng and Wu Jun lead people to help in the battle!" Wu Biyang said in an old voice.
Wu Zhong quickly asked the two martial arts masters to use the inner strength of ten martial arts families to kill them quickly.
Because of the fire cover of the mercenaries, these people quickly hid in the blind spots of the battlefield, slowly relied on the corpses on the ground as shields, blocked the bullets, and quickly rushed to kill them.
Although the people in the church are powerful, it is obvious that most of them are not good at skills and can resist hard attacks. Even super experts cannot exert much power.
However, the martial arts of the Wu family are inherited from China, and the martial arts methods are a combination of skills and strength. Therefore, in terms of strength, they may not be as good as those in the church, but in terms of agility and skills, they can definitely be the originators of those big guys in the church.
Therefore, after the Wu family members joined in, it would be difficult for Dragon Palace's gunmen to hit the Wu family members.
Seeing that the situation in the Dragon Palace was not good, Taiyi Longshen and another master in the middle stage of transformation quickly led people to rush for help.
Soon, the two sides were fighting hand to hand, with great energy. On the Dragon Palace side, the duel between martial arts masters became more and more fierce. (To be continued)