Chapter 689: An inexplicable victory

‘Pope Darkness’ is not a name, but a honorific title from the members to the president. The real name of the Pope Darkness in front of him is ‘Tivalen’.

The name Divalen is not unfamiliar to Zhang Mu. In his previous life, Divalen created no fewer miracles than he is now, and it is even much more brilliant!

Previous life—

The Dark Holy See was once the first guild in the world with more than one million members.

The first guild with more than three million members.

The first guild to relocate to the 9,10th rank map.

The first guild to dare to fight several times the enemy's death.

The first guild to win 100 guild battles of more than 100,000 people.

The first one...

In the face of such numerous achievements of the Dark Holy See, the halo on the head of Chinatown seemed a little dim at this time.

All kinds of memories about the Dark Holy See kept jumping out of Zhang Mu's head.

In that era, the Dark Pope Valen was a role model for countless guild presidents to follow, and was also an idol in the minds of countless presidents, even Zhang Mu himself was no exception.

Seeing that his former idol was standing in front of him, Zhang Mu's inner shock could no longer be expressed in words. He could only open his eyes and look ahead, except for memories.

After nearly a minute, Zhang Mu recovered and began to think about this question - how could the Dark Pope Valen come to reinforce Chinatown?

The reason why Zhang Mu is familiar with Divalen is because he has memories of his previous life. More than 95% of Chinese players do not know this person who stands at the top of the world with Zhang Mu. They stare at the slightest eyes and ask their partners around them, and the answers they get are almost all - "I don't know!" "I haven't heard of it!" "I don't understand."

While everyone was stunned, the number of troops descending from the Black Ark increased and soon occupied half of the Chinatown, the two major guilds of the Religious Court and the Heretic Inquisition retreated without much resistance. It took only a few minutes to add up.

John, who was provoked, gritted his teeth in hatred and said viciously: "Pope Darkness, what does it have to do with you when we attack Chinatown? Why do we come to muddy water?"

Divalen groaned: "The enemy is my friend. You don't even understand such a simple principle. What qualifications are you qualified to be the commander? Also, John, what I said just now is clear. Get out of this battlefield and I will protect Chinatown. Didn't you hear it? Do you have to let me repeat it again?"

Divalen's tone when he said this seemed extremely arrogant to outsiders, but for John and Neil, who often dealt with him, this was already considered polite.

In terms of status, as the second-level managers of the guild, they were unable to negotiate equally with Di Valen, unless their boss, "Pope" and "Pope" came in person.

Many people, including Zhang Mu, do not know that the reason why the "Religious Court" and the "Heavenly Inquisition" became close allies is mostly to restrict the rapid development of the "Dark Vatican". When it comes to strength, the power of a guild of the Dark Vatican is equivalent to the sum of the religious court and the Heresy Inquisition.

Although John was so angry that his face turned blue, he did not dare to attack. He knew very well that the terribleness of the Dark Holy See. His 1.2 million people were definitely not enough to "Dark Holy See" to get into the teeth and forcefully attacked. The final result must be anti-annexation, which was almost unsurprising.

"We miscalculated." Neil said annoyedly: "The Grand Plan Alliance attacked Chinatown, and there was such a big noise. The Dark Holy See would not have received any news... But I didn't expect that they had forcibly entered the 10th level map and built the 'war weapons'..." After a pause, Neil took a deep breath and said: "John, let's go, the future is long, there is no need to bother here anymore, we can't win."

"Damn bastard! Chinatown bastard! Dark Holy See bastard!" John suddenly swung a punch and slammed hard on the wall. After a few seconds, he ordered loudly: "Retreat, all of them will withdraw from the battlefield of Chinatown."

The siege troops retreated like a tide, and the Alliance Legion was also inexplicable.

"What are you doing? What are you doing! Why don't you continue to attack?" Yakio Osaka roared at the screen frantically. Unfortunately, the two commanders had cut off their ties with the Alliance Legion.

Originally, they thought they could make a big profit from Chinatown with the Grand Plan Alliance. Unexpectedly, they encountered a dark Holy See's trouble, and the strategic treasures and resources were not harvested, but instead they gained 800,000 elite troops. It can be said that they were "stealing chickens but losing rice." At this time, they had no time to explain to Yakio Orochi?

Just as the army gradually retreated from the battlefield map, the speed of the descending troops on the Dark Ark began to slow down.

"What's going on now?" The myth was as sad as a monk, confused.

Zhang Mu grabbed the back of his head and said slowly: "There is now...it seems that we... have won?" Zhang Mu was so guilty when he said this.

One step to heaven, one step to hell, the ups and downs of life are too fast and too exciting, making it a little difficult for him to accept, like a dream.

"We...win?"

"Win?"

"ah?!"

Not only Zhang Mu, but everyone who watched and participated in the battle was stunned. They looked at each other and couldn't believe everything they were watching.

“This is a brilliant victory!”

When the golden subtitles appeared, a player in the channel cried excitedly: "We finally won!"

"Win!" Then everyone cheered with him, and the laughter like tsunami continued all night...

According to Zhang Mu's later recollections, that night, all the members of Chinatown and Brothers Guild members were so happy and crazy!

Although it won for no reason.

Members can ignore the reasons for victory, but Zhang Mu cannot. He was excited and found the Dark Pope Valen who brought victory to Chinatown.

Zhang Mu: "You..." After holding it in for a long time, he didn't know what to say, and he was full of doubts.

"China Wing, this night belongs to you. Please cheer and enjoy it all the time. If you have anything, we can talk about it in detail tomorrow." The answer given by Divalen on the other end was lukewarm. This attitude made Zhang Mu feel a little unhappy, but it was not easy to have an attack.

"Let's talk now, otherwise I can't sleep tonight." Zhang Mu quietly exited from the chaotic channel room and started a one-on-one conversation with Divalen before he even had time to collect the loot.

Zhang Mu said straight to the point: "I only have three questions. First, why should I help Chinatown? In my impression, although Chinatown has not had any evil with your guild, it has no strong friendship. Second, what kind of benefits do you want from Chinatown? Is it a strategic treasure or a resource? As long as you speak, within the affordable range of Chinatown, I can promise you. Third, what is that huge black ark? Is it a means of transportation? Why are your reinforcements not found on the strategic map?"
Chapter completed!