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At the Northwest border.
Battle cries filled the air.
The million-strong li Army set out once again, but this time, their opponents were different. On the other side, the believers of the divine Kingdom were also extremely crazy. Under the call of several gods, they continued to charge.
However, these believers were not the elites of the divine Kingdom.
The true elites were all dead.
The Queen held her scepter in her hand, her expression somewhat unsightly.
The next moment, the scepter was waved.
Two gods appeared in an instant. One was the God of misfortune, and the other was the God of disaster.
In an instant, a miserable scream resounded through the world.
A disaster had descended!