Boom! Boom boom!!
As Granero was lost in thought, three extremely powerful forces suddenly rose from the Barcelona Barracks in the distance below the city, surging towards the walls of Saint Petersburg like an ancient primordial torrent.
In the distance, three imposing figures clad in red and blue tight-fitting armor appeared in the sky.
Three figures stood side by side, about four or five meters apart. The leader was over 1.9 meters tall, with a thick beard, fair skin, and a slender build. He was surrounded by a blue aura and looked to be only in his thirties or forties. His aura was calm and deep, and his eyes were profound. He was clearly the leader of the three.
The man on the left was slightly stout, but extremely strong, with muscles bulging like a Tyrannosaurus Rex. He also had a full beard like steel needles, a ferocious face, and demon-like emerald green eyes filled with violence.
The Demigod on the right was about 1.8 meters tall, and was also extremely strong. His black hair was very short and sparse, giving him a taciturn appearance. He had his head down and was obedient, but the aura he exuded was in no way inferior to his two companions.
That incredibly powerful aura just now emanated from these three people.
"It's them! The three Demigod- level powerhouses of the Barcelona Empire: Busquets, Alves, and Masiqielanuo! Are the people of Barcelona finally going to unleash their strongest power?"
Granero's heart tightened.
He turned to his side, and under the impact of these three overwhelming and powerful auras, the Zenit Star-Rank Warrior on the city wall had turned pale, their fear barely concealed.
The role played by Extreme Dao experts in war is absolutely indescribable.
Granero heard that Chambord City had once set up Fist Intent Spiritual Imprint Void Sword Formation in the Byzantium harbor, which almost destroyed a vanguard navy of Barcelona. That was just a power imprint left half a year ago, yet it was enough to destroy a legion. This shows the terror of Extreme Dao expert. Even a small thought is enough to withstand a million soldiers.
Of course, this does not mean that ordinary troops are of no benefit to the war effort.
That day, the people of Barcelona were too careless. If their commander had been slightly more capable, or if there had been Extreme Dao powerful expert in the army, they could have detected the existence of the Fist Intent Spiritual Imprint Void Sword Formation in advance, and then broken it or bypassed it. The real tasks of siege warfare, occupying land, suppressing civilian rebellions, and various other trivial matters of war all need to be handled by ordinary troops.
boom!!!
As soon as the Barcelona Demigod- level powerhouse Busquets, raised his hand, a stream of pale blue light shot out and slammed into the magical light barrier protecting Saint Petersburg.
A violent tremor followed.
Granero and everyone else felt the entire city wall tremble.
Everyone's hearts were pounding.
No one knows how long this pale yellow magic shield, modified by the magicians of Chambord City, can withstand the bombardment of three Demigod- level powerhouses. Moreover, every minute the shield is open consumes a large amount of magic reserves. Even if it is strong enough, the magic stones will eventually run out. When that happens, Saint Petersburg, without the protection of the shield, will be like a weak woman stripped naked, left to be bullied at will by the people of Barcelona.
"Counterattack!"
A dense, piercing alarm sounded from the city wall.
Under the officers' stern shouts, the soldiers focused their attention and manipulated the giant crossbow bolts, each imbued with a divine rune, from Chambord City. They pierced the sky like a torrential rain, shooting towards the Barcelona Demigod- level powerhouse in the heavens.
However, the crossbow bolts that were powerful enough to kill Peak Half Moon Class expert in one shot were like toothpicks piercing a dragon in front of these three figures. They couldn't even get within a hundred meters of the figures, and they all vanished into the sky as smoke.
Boom boom boom!
The three men, including the tall, thin, and fair-skinned Barcelona powerhouse Busquets, continuously unleashed streaks of azure light, striking different parts of the magic shield. The entire massive, pale yellow shield trembled violently, creating a heart-stopping ripple.
"Damn it, he's looking for a weakness in the defensive array..." Granero suddenly realized his opponent's intention.
Once the pale-faced Barcelona Demigod of this manuscript finds the weakness of the magic circle, they can combine the power of three powerful demigods to shatter the protective shield in the shortest time. At that time, Saint Petersburg will be doomed.
"What should I do? Damn it, what should I do?" Granero suddenly became anxious.
Just then, the anomaly the Zenit people had been waiting for finally occurred.
Three equally powerful auras rose from the city of Saint Petersburg, three streaks of light flashing across the city walls and appearing in the sky above the magical shield, facing off against the three Demigod of Barcelona from afar. They released extremely powerful auras, like three insurmountable city walls, protecting Saint Petersburg from behind.
"It's His Majesty Yassin!"
"Mr. Hasselbaink!"
Frank Lampard, the Golden Lion of Chambord City!
The Zenit soldiers on the city wall roared with excitement.
The Extreme Dao expert on our side has finally appeared.
Many hearts that had been pounding wildly and were completely disoriented suddenly found their anchor, calming down in that instant. Courage returned to the soldiers, and their bewildered eyes became resolute.
Granero's face also lit up with joy.
Emperor Yassin was an invincible symbol in Zenit, and the two powerful figures from Chambord City, thanks to Alexander the Guardian Martial Saint, instilled boundless confidence in everyone. However...
Granero still harbored some concerns, after all, Lampard, the Golden Lion, was not yet a Extreme Dao expert, and although it was a three-on-three situation, Zenit's side was actually somewhat inferior.
In the distance, after Emperor Yassin and his two companions appeared, they didn't say anything more and attacked with lightning speed.
They are already in a life-or-death hostile state, and any dialogue is superfluous.
The battle began instantly.
Granero, his heart pounding with tension as he stared intently at the battlefield in the sky, was nearly made to pop his eyeballs out of their sockets by what he saw next.
Surprisingly, Frank Lampard, the weakest of the Golden Lion, was the first to make a move.
With a wave of his hand, the Golden Lion unleashed two pale silver flames that transformed into two spheres of light, instantly imprisoning the two Barcelona Demigod- level powerhouses on his left and right sides.
"This... how is this possible? Two Demigod were killed at the same time? What were those two silver lights?"
Granero was stunned.
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