While the few people were talking, the other men in the robe on the platform gradually understood the situation.

When I learned that there was an accident in the plan and the target of the control failed to subdue it, many robes were very excited.

Some people with higher positions looked at the brown robe and accused them sarcastically:

"It's so ugly that thousands of people can't catch two."

"You must know that it is this way that the people in our group should have been put on the table. The waste with insufficient strength will only be shocked and won't be able to do anything."

"In fact, they can't blame them all. Their own strength is much worse than other priests. It's normal to lose two of them a thousand times. The only mistake is that they are not good at it and have no idea. If they don't stay in the church honestly to do their auxiliary work, they have to rush to the front line to show their bad luck. Tsk, everything must be done within their abilities."

“…”

Listening to these sarcasms in his ears, the man in the brown robe could no longer bear it and retorted: "You don't feel hurt when you stand and speak. That rice is very strong and can make people crazy without getting close to you. Wang Wen is even more terrifying and passes people away from hundreds of people! I just know that you are sarcastic and I think it will be a waste if you are the ones."

The people around him looked at each other for a few times, especially when the high priest in the center of the field did not express any statement, and laughed louder:

"If you lose, you still make excuses for yourself. The more you draw, the darker you become, it really makes me feel that I am not ashamed."

"That's right, if I had been embarrassed, I would have been embarrassed and had no shame to commit suicide when I saw someone!"

"What does it mean to say that anyone else will be ruined? Does it mean to increase others' ambition and destroy your own majesty? Our church is full of waste, no one can compare to those people in the East Continent?"

"Wow! This is really amazing."

"It's okay if you fail, you'll push the excuse to the enemy. This is a questioning the decision of the church and the high priest, and denying our plan for many years!"

"Not only does the mission fail, it is also shaking the army's morale to deny the plan, and it should be punished!"

“Waste is waste…”

The man in the brown robe looked ashen and he clenched his fists for a long time and couldn't speak.

He dared not continue to refute.

On the one hand, I did fail and I was indebted to say anything.

On the other hand, the high priest's failure to stop the noise around him proved that he was definitely dissatisfied.

Saying more will only make the high priest even more angry.

Just shut up and be patient.

In fact, the high priest of the red robe did have a complaint in his heart.

In her opinion.

This is a very simple math problem.

One-on-one, she believed that no one was Wang Wen’s opponent, and even ten-on-one, hundreds-on-one, they couldn’t do it.

But now it's not fighting.

But the simplest energy competition.

Time is the fairest substance in the world. No matter how strong a person is, his speed of collecting energy is limited. He cannot be more than the total number of collected energy by hundreds of people.

It can be said that the situation where the two sides are purely competing for energy numbers was created by her after going to the East Continent to learn about the strength of both sides before.

This is the only situation where she is confident of winning over the other party.

It still failed?

The high priest was unwilling to accept it.

She would rather believe that it was because of her subordinates' unfavorable work that made the isolation formation not have the effect it should have, rather than Wang Wen really had the strength to completely crush hundreds of priests.

Otherwise, what is the point of what people do from beginning to end?

Forget it, the Western Mainland simply surrendered and punished. What's the point of struggling?

So she let the priests under her command make intrigues and fan the flames without being moved.

It's a girl.

No matter how high your achievements are, you will have a little temper.

As a high priest, you cannot lose your temper openly. It is good to take advantage of this opportunity to bet on anger.

She silently watched her subordinates quarrel.

He looked silently at the brown-robed priest who was pointed at by the ten thousand men so angry that he trembled all over and couldn't speak.

There was an indescribable sense of pleasure in my heart.

It seems that the prank was successful.

It seemed that the anger that was blocked in the chest was vented to a certain extent.

She breathed lightly through the mask.

I feel like my mood has improved a lot.

Adjusted his emotions.

Prepare to stop the noise around you.

The mouth opens.

The sound was not available yet.

The portal in the distance lit up again.

Everyone's eyes were involuntarily turned over.

They were a little confused.

The person who reported the news has returned, who else is coming?

An ominous thought flashed through the heart of the high priest of the red robe, and he couldn't help but take a small step forward, as if to see more clearly.

I saw the portal's light sucking and entangling.

Not long after, he spit out a figure as if he was vomiting.

The figure looked like a ball, and as soon as it came out, it rolled forward.

Finally stopped the rush, stretched out his body and lay on the ground with blood dying.

Everyone saw it.

Isn't it just the priest under the palm-robed man?

It seems like that it is a deserter who escaped from the battlefield!

Everyone couldn't help laughing even more sarcastically.

The man in the brown robe also recovered from his deity, and was so ashamed that he just wanted to find a crack on the ground and crawl into it.

The high priest of the red robe saw this scene clearly and quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

She smiled and shook her head.

I feel self-deprecating and ridiculous about my random thoughts just now.

She didn't wait for her to finish making fun of herself.

The portal light lit up again.

This time, the figures that appeared in the light were no longer embarrassed.

A man and a woman came out side by side, the woman's confidence was firm and fearless, and the man's expressionless face and eyes were calm.

The two of them raised their legs and fell down.

His body has appeared in front of the platform.

The voices of all the robe men on the stage came to an abrupt end.

The high priest of the red robe even breathed.

The man and the woman did not stop and climbed up the steps along the steps, even if someone stood in front of her, she would not change her speed.

Coincidentally.

All the men in robe who blocked the road along the way would involuntarily make way, as if they were opening the way for the two of them.

The person who saw this scene had a very complicated expression, and the eyes of those who were castrating the way were filled with obvious contempt.

But only the giver knows in his heart how powerful and terrifying the oppression the two people along the way have brought to him.

Until you stand firmly on the high platform.

Wang Wen and Mi Lailai only stopped.

Not far from their left is the man in the brown robe who was previously pointed by thousands of men.

The brown robe felt a distorted pleasure in his heart when he saw that a large group of people who had originally mocked him was frightened by the sudden appearance of the target and even gave way to others.

As a member of the Western Continent, he shouldn't have been happy because of his own personnel.

But these people even ridiculed and insulted him as a waste a few minutes ago.

Now, let these people see.
To be continued...