One thousand one hundred seventy-eight cross-border channel, export battle (final)
The remaining Crusaders were defeated, and the Federation had already started a full-scale pursuit and killing mode.
So much so that no matter how hard Velos tried, he was unable to regroup the remaining twenty or so legions.
It can be said that this has been a major rout.
The reason why this is already the case, but the fleet of the Black Holy See almost never escaped, it still has to believe in the faith of the Holy See.
I have to say that sometimes this kind of thing is really strong, at least in terms of brainwashing.
However, even if it collapses and does not break up, it will not change the final outcome.
especially...
The third mobile Holy See, this huge creation like a miniature starry sky continent, has been targeted at this moment.
Three third-level powerhouses, with more than a dozen second-level experts, rushed directly in the direction of the third mobile Holy See.
Although there is still a escort fleet around it, under the guidance of three third-level powerhouses, all this is meaningless.
You must know, after all, it is not time-rushing like Wang Hai before. In the case of no time limit, the third-level powerhouse is enough to break through alone, a fleet of the Black Holy See.
Inside a hall in the Holy See.
"Archbishop Velos, more than 20 heretics have directly killed us, and three of them have an energy intensity no less than that of His Excellency the Pope!"
hiss...
The sudden report made a group of purple-clothed bishops in the Holy See take a deep breath.
Originally, as the third-level Pope Turner, in their hearts, he was already a god-like existence.
But as a result, the pagans can pull out a bunch of this grade casually.
How can we fight this battle, can we win it?
"Order all the purple-robed bishops in the Third Holy See to assemble and go out with me to kill the heretics!"
He stood up suddenly, and Velos shouted loudly.
It's doomed to fail anyway.
There's no chance of getting out.
That's the same as death, and you have to die on the battlefield, right?
Although Velos knew very well that even he, together with the thousands of purple-clothed bishops in the Third Mobile Holy See, were by no means an opponent of those twenty people.
After all, people are equal to more than 20 people, plus three popes.
No fight at all.
But it's better than staying here and waiting for someone to come in, right?
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After a minute,
Civilization Guardian Legion, First Wing, Twenty-seventh Brigade, Ninth to Eleventh Squad.
Each of these three squads has a third-level powerhouse as the captain and nine second-level players as team members.
A total of twenty-seven second-level, three third-level.
At this moment, they are acting together, and the target is the third mobile Holy See where Velos is located.
It's just that, after all, it's where the commander-in-chief is. There are quite a lot of escort fleets outside, and the battle is very tenacious.
"Old Xue, you said they couldn't hurt us, why didn't they surrender and keep coming up to die!"
"I said, didn't you know about this black church before you attacked?"
"We need to understand what the enemy is doing. We are not fleet commanders, so we will fight according to the mission and we are done!"
"Stop talking, you two, a large number of black-cavity lifeforms were found ahead, and the initial scan was one second-level, 1279 first-level!"
"Tsk tsk, pitiful, the first level is on the battlefield. Don't you know that in the battle of the black cavity lifeform, the first level is like a cannon fodder?"
"Enough is enough, you think every civilization is a federation, this is the normal operation!"
"Okay, what do the two brothers want to fix?"
"Let's kill the second-level ones first, and then slowly clean up the first-level ones, don't give them a chance to rush to self-destruct!"
"clear!"
In the team's joint communication, the three captains chatted while fighting.
It was like playing a game, without the tension of being in the battlefield at all.
"The target has been locked!"
"Me too!"
"Same as above!"
"Well, let's do it!"
The next moment, three terrifying beams of light were released almost at the same time, heading directly towards Velos.
Originally, Velos planned to come out to fight and finally sacrificed heroically.
However, these pagans did not play cards according to the routine, three third-level powerhouses, locked themselves at the same time, and carried out ultra-long-range attacks together?
You are at the third level, so is it necessary to fight three against one like this?
What about the face of the strong?
Then...
These questions have not been answered.
The next moment, before he even had time to shout out, he was erased from this world forever, along with more than 200 purple-clothed bishops who were relatively close to him.
This change made the remaining purple-clothed bishops bewildered.
What about a tragic final battle?
As a result, the archbishop was killed in seconds before he got close to the enemy?
Just when they were a little dazed, the more than 20 second-level team members of the other party took the initiative to kill them under the leadership of the three captains.
In this confrontation, the Black Holy See directly lost nearly a hundred people in the purple-clothed bishop.
There is no way, the suppression of strength is too great, there is no bishop in purple at all, the enemy of any one of the opponent.
Like a young child facing an adult, so powerless...
Five hours later, when the last Black Holy See battleship was destroyed, the war finally came to an end.
The entire campaign took 28 days.
Among them, the Alliance lost 27 legions, and the Black Holy See lost 70 legions.
From the surface data, although the Black Holy See lost a lot, it seems that this loss is more than passable?
But in fact, the twenty-seven legions that the Alliance lost were just cannon fodder.
In fact, the real war can only begin on the twenty-eighth day, after the Federation comes on stage.
So, on the surface, the loss of both sides is twenty-seven to seventy, but in fact, it is zero to seventy!
It can be seen that after hundreds of years of development, the Federation has completely surpassed the Black Holy See, and it has surpassed an entire dimension.
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Black Holy See headquarters.
"You said that the whole army of Velos was destroyed?"
"Yes, His Excellency Pope!"
"Bastard, didn't you tell me yesterday that Velos has already destroyed the opponent's twenty-seven legions for almost nothing?"
Listening to the report of a bishop in purple, Pope Turner was not feeling well.
It was still good news until yesterday, but after one day, the seventy legions disappeared?
what the hell?
"Sir Pope, yesterday's information is not wrong, but the twenty-eighth legion that came out of the cross-border passage is completely different from the previous one!"
"According to the news from the Third Holy See, the number of pagan black-speaking lives that have reached the Dole Realm and can be confirmed has exceeded 2,000!"
"The most important thing is that there is no first-level existence among these people, the weakest is also second-level, and there are even fourth-level strong..."
hiss...
