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The three men quickly agreed on the details of the action and the response, and then Pompey and Rockefeller left Rogge's carriage and replaced it with four magicians, three women and one man. The twenty guards of the'Whale Against the Tide 'with a faint murderous look each took four horses and waited for Rogge's orders. Soon, in the thunder of hooves, Rogue and the carriage and twenty knights galloped away and disappeared at the end of the road. The four high-level magicians of the Ice and Snow Mage Group have suffered a lot in the journey just now, and now they are in Rogue's carriage, which is like entering heaven. The fat man leaned back comfortably in his chair and carefully planned the action. It would be nice for him to be able to use Pompey and Rockefeller's men to attack the Druids. Of course, to deal with the city of cloud night is not to expect the death class will start, Theseus this old fox is estimated not to start. But since the Druid Elder will not appear, that is to say, Rogue will not meet a Druid above level 15 at all, what is he afraid of? What's more, the wind butterfly's martial arts have almost recovered, and now the bow of the Elf King is in her hands, absolutely the natural enemy of the magician. The three female magicians of the Ice and Snow Mercenary Regiment are all a little old, but they still look very young under the magic effect. They looked at Flora and the Wind Butterfly with jealousy in their eyes, and when they saw Rogge,outdoor endless pool, they had a faint disdain. The middle-aged magician, on the other hand, was very nervous and seemed to be at a loss. Occasionally, he would secretly glance at Flora and the Wind Butterfly. Sunrise and sunset, followed by the dark night before dawn. In an unremarkable three-story house in Montreal, a pair of sharp eyes are staring at a group of buildings in the darkness in the distance. That's the church of the Holy Church of Silver. From the scale and magnificent style of the building complex,jacuzzi suppliers, we can still see the glory of the Silver Holy Church in those years. Mateo, the Eagle of Dawn, is already a minor celebrity in the druid world. He was a tall man in a brown leather suit who showed his fortitude and determination. Even though Matteo is a level 13 druid, he still feels a little nervous. In a few moments, when the first rays of the dawn shine on Montreal, two hundred warriors and more than a dozen druids, led by him, will fight into the church of the Holy Church of Silver and rescue several of the adventurers imprisoned in it. Had it not been for the suddenness of the incident, such an important action should at least have been directed by the elders, and it would never have been Mateo's turn. Even if the members of the Holy Church of the Bank of China are gathered in several nearby cities, their strength is far from Matteo's match, so this is a winning move. Matteo could not help thanking the goddess of nature from the bottom of his heart for her favor. The sky was already beginning to light up, 4 person jacuzzi ,outdoor whirlpool, and Matteo once again recalled the portraits and descriptions of several adventurers in his mind, followed by three sharp and long eagles. The sound of birdsong echoed in the air of Montreal. Vigorous figures jumped out of their hiding places and rushed into the church of the Holy Church of Silver. When. When. The great bell of the Church of the Holy Church of Silver rang. Matteo sneered. He knew it was a warning signal, but this time, he didn't come to sneak up, he came to storm. Not far away, figures flashed behind the grated gates of the churchyard. Matteo chanted a spell, waved his hands outward, and in the flash of green light, a large number of thorns flew over the sky, not only riddled several guards behind the iron gate, but the huge impact even made the whole iron gate fall slowly! In the roar, two heavy grated gates hit the yard heavily, and there was a lot of smoke and dust flying. Matteo stepped into the courtyard of the Holy Church of Silver with a steady and resolute step. He was followed by dozens of warriors and several druids. Although he was confident that these men were strong enough to sweep the church to the ground, their goal was only to attract the enemy's main force, and the real attack was to outflank the rear. Since this is a battle to be won, Matteo doesn't want too many casualties on his side. This will affect the way the elders judge him. Dozens of meters away, the main building of the church was suddenly bright, and dozens of people poured out of the gate. There were dozens of expressionless and murderous fighters in the crowd, which made Mateo's heart sink.
Although the strength of the Silver Holy Church is much stronger than expected, it is clear that he has successfully attracted the attention of the other side by pretending to underestimate the enemy, and Matteo still has the confidence to win. In the face of a strong enemy, the proud heart of the Dawn Eagle began to beat strongly! "Ha ha ha ha!" Suddenly there was a burst of arrogant laughter from the opposite crowd, and then a fat man with gorgeous clothes and insolent attitude squeezed out of the group of soldiers. The fat man pointed to Matteo and shouted arrogantly, "How dare you uncivilized druids come to provoke the Holy Church of Silver!"! I have long expected you to attack, and I have already set up a dragnet. If you are wise, then surrender quickly, Lao Tzu can ensure that you have a good position in the Holy Church of Silver! Matteo snorted and slowly pulled the machete out of his back. The leader of the Silver Holy Church was not the usual ice and snow magician, but the fat man, which made him feel very strange. Although the other side of the soldiers look very difficult to deal with, but since this incompetent fat command, then the action will be much easier. Seeing that Matteo did not read and surrender, the fat man was obviously very angry. He pointed to Matteo and shouted, "Somebody, cut down all these bastards!" The fat man directed others to rush forward, but he retreated and pulled a tall soldier in front of him. Matteo saw all this in his eyes, just sneering, and the machete began to flash a faint brilliance. Somehow, the more Matteo looked at the fat man,endless pool swim spa, the more he disliked him and wanted to chop him up with a knife. As Matteo expected, the battle was tough, but everything was still under his control. monalisa.com