Chapter 356 Do You Want to Make Me Pregnant?

Escape, how easy is it?

The eighth-level space soldiers were no different from paper in front of the Great Yu Tiger Guards.

Facing the charge of the Great Yu Zhenguo Corps, they suffered heavy casualties before they could even survive the first wave of arrow rain.

When the charge arrived, the elite troops of Martha Saint Uriel, whose formation was already in chaos, had already been in chaos; what was more terrifying was that they found that they could not break through the defense of Dong Huang's army at all.

It's not that they couldn't break it at all, it can only be said that the long spears pierced into the evil spirit of the legion and basically lost their strength after touching the armor, not to mention breaking the protective qi.

As for the seventh-level space soldiers of Martha Saint Uriel, there is no need to say more.

The Saint Legion is somewhat worth seeing. They sing hymns with pious faces, can provide certain bonuses in attack, defense and healing for the army, and have good combat effectiveness themselves, and can be regarded as combat nuns.

Their strengths are all exaggeratedly reaching the ninth level. Their figures are even more exaggerated, perfectly meeting the standard template of nannies.

In general, this is a natural human soldier with balanced capabilities in all aspects.

And they are different from other natural human soldiers who were brought to the battlefield by Martha Saint Uriel early on. They only believe in Martha Saint Uriel.

This is the most rare.

Dong Huang did not know the importance of these holy nuns to Martha Saint Uriel. Dong Huang only knew that no matter how beautiful the enemy on the battlefield was, it was still an enemy. Dong Huang would not give orders such as not to harm the other party just because the other party was a woman. Instead, he took the initiative to shoot one with an arrow.

With Dong Huang's statement, the army knew what to do.

The wise Xu Chu rushed directly to Martha Saint Uriel.

Although in Dong Huang's heart, the lives of the Tiger Guards are much more important than these women, but as his majesty's intimate tiger skin coat, he must capture the enemy's main general alive and let his majesty have a good time!

This is the holy maiden of the God of Light that his majesty has not collected yet!

Martha Saint Uriel was much more decisive than Xu Chu had imagined. She actually used the same trick again and chose to escape again.

A pair of white wings appeared and took her to the sky.

"You wait!"

Martha Saint Uriel said hatefully.

She knew that all her years of hard work were gone.

This time, she didn't know what price she would have to pay to make a comeback.

Fortunately, she was not without everything. She still had a navy and a city hidden on an island just in case.

To some extent, she was somewhat similar to Dong Huang. They were both very stable. They planned for defeat before winning at the beginning and hid the secondary city just in case.

But the secondary city was not as good as the main city after all.

"Hey... How could I meet such a pervert..."

Martha Saint Uriel was very unhappy.

She believed that she was quite strong among the war agents of the same period, and even among the seven saints, she was the best. After receiving many vassal war agents from God in this world, her strength soared.

But with such strength, she was still defeated by a war agent.

And they were fighting on two fronts.

How powerful is the opponent!

"If Eusis Saint Michael could cooperate with us as agreed at the beginning, we should be able to defeat the opponent by attacking on three fronts, right? That bastard didn't betray us just to make us unable to pay back the war points we owed him, so that he could compound the interest, right? This bastard!"

Martha Saint Uriel gnashed his teeth.

Eusis Saint Michael was the army that had agreed to attack Xinxiang in three directions, but did not show up in the end.

Later, when Martha Saint Uriel and Kendall Saint Gabriel were in a bad situation, they all went to him to borrow war points.

War agents generally don't lend money to each other easily because it is very easy to have bad debts, but if it is only lent to two of the seven holy sons, Eusis Saint Michael is still very relieved - no matter how strong the enemy is, it is impossible to kill two holy sons at once, right?

At the beginning, Martha Saint Uriel was very dissatisfied with the loan interest of eight out and fourteen back, but still felt that as long as she won, she could turn the tables. This time...

Martha Saint Uriel couldn't help but sigh.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the side: "Beauty, why are you sighing?"

"Huh?"

Martha Saint Uriel was stunned, and then frightened: "Who?"

What answered her was eight sturdy and flexible dragon head chains.

The chains trapped her white wings, white neck, snow-white jade arms, and slender thighs at a tricky angle, and also wrapped around her chest, highlighting the curvature like a work of art.

Immediately, the chain contracted and pulled her to a man wearing a majestic crown, standing on a black and gold divine bird burning with blazing flames.

"Are you the emperor of Dayu?"

Martha Saint Uriel tried every means to collect information about Dayu, and had seen Dong Huang, who was wearing a crown and was noble and majestic, from a distance.

The blazing and majestic figure like the sun and the image that made people blush at a glance left a deep impression on her.

She knew that Dong Huang might have a seductive method similar to Diarmuid, but this kind of charm, under the background of Dong Huang's noble and majestic aura, not only did not appear vulgar, but was even more intoxicating and fascinating.

The charm of losers is called vulgar, and the charm of the powerful is called charm.

No woman can refuse a powerful man who is powerful, noble, majestic, strong and good-looking.

Power intoxicates men.

And powerful men intoxicate women.

When Martha Saint Uriel saw Dong Huang for the first time, she didn't hate him as much as she did when she saw Diarmuid - even though she liked women.

Then, Martha Saint Uriel was overjoyed.

Because she realized that there was an opportunity to turn defeat into victory in front of her - if she could catch the emperor of the Dayu Empire and turn him into her foot-licking slave, wouldn't the Dayu Empire become hers?

Martha Saint Uriel's face flushed with excitement.

"What, are you in heat?"

Dong Huang looked at the saint strangely.

Not to mention, this saint is really charming.

Beautiful and soft blonde hair, milky skin, cow-like holy land, delicate face, perfect figure, and a shining cross clamped on her chest, almost invisible, but Dong Huang knew that there was more than just the cross that could be hidden there.

The holy robe made of white brocade mixed with golden silk thread was a little loose, but it fit her body perfectly due to the effect of the chain, showing her curvy figure.

There was a hint of flesh on her sexy and round thighs, and the gold-rimmed lace stockings that were squeezed by the flesh outlined a conspicuous color difference layer.

On the stockings on her right leg, there was actually a silver leg ring, on which hung a small silver diamond-studded cross, pure white and dazzling, holy and sexy.

On her feet, there were golden high heels. The shoes were not big, telling the small and exquisite size of her jade feet. Dong Huang's big hands could definitely hold this pair of feet in one hand.

The most wonderful thing was that her face was full of sacred light and the morbid blush that formed a strong contrast with the sacredness, which made people unable to help but imagine.

But it was obvious that Martha Saint Uriel was not the superficial woman that Dong Huang thought. She was very deep, deeper than most people could imagine.

It is easy to know the roots, but it is difficult to know the bottom.

But Dong Huang likes to fight to the end.

Martha Saint Uriel did not respond to Dong Huang's provocation. Her delicate lips seemed to be uttering some obscure prayers. The sacred breath on her body became more and more intense, and her pair of white wings almost turned into a milky gold color like holy light.

A faint fragrance emanated from her body, adding a touch of nobility and elegance to her holiness.

The breath on Martha Saint Uriel was also rising steadily, from the first level of mythology to the second level of mythology, and then broke through the second level of mythology and reached the third level of mythology.

Her whole body was filled with a milky golden sacred light, which was so holy that it was a little dazzling, but also a little sacred, awe-inspiring but also addictive.

Dong Huang just wanted to blaspheme.

He even controlled Xiangliu Medusa to change a binding posture, so that her arms were straightened and her legs were close together, forming a cross.

In this way, it was more sacred.

"The holy maiden bound by evil chains... Tsk tsk..."

Dong Huang even had time to comment.

If there were other war agents of the Seven Sons level here at this time, they would know what Martha Saint Uriel is doing now.

She is using the God's Descent Ritual to summon the divine possession to gain extremely powerful power.

In fact, she is now unprecedentedly powerful.

But Dong Huang is not afraid at all.

It's just the third level of myth.

Dong Huang himself has reached the fourth level of myth without enjoying the legion bonus. Now with the legion bonus, he has almost reached the peak of the fourth level of myth.

His Xiangliu Medusa and the Human Emperor Sword are the peak of the fifth level of myth.

So Dong Huang is not afraid at all.

He knows very well that the trump cards of the war agents at this stage cannot be really powerful.

Those who can reach the second level of myth are geniuses among geniuses, and they are rare; those who can reach the third level of myth are probably the top; they can't reach the fourth level of myth, right?

Even if they reach it, Dong Huang is not afraid.

His weapons are all the fifth level of myth.

Infinite war space has its own rules.

And this world is a war space. Dong Huang, who has the most powerful military formation, believes that he is the first among the war agents.

What's more, the sun bird that Dong Huang rides is itself the power of the military formation and faith totem of the powerful legion, which contains terrifying power.

This is exactly the case.

After Martha Saint Uriel's aura was raised to the peak of the third level of mythology, it no longer increased.

Martha Saint Uriel, who was ready, looked at Dong Huang who tied him with contempt. She didn't expect Dong Huang to dare to let her complete the ritual of God's descent.

Mortals, are you ready to face the wrath of God?

Martha Saint Uriel is full of confidence.

This is her real trump card. Because of her outstanding performance in a certain mission world, she was favored by Joan of Arc. The reward is that she can summon Joan of Arc to possess her for 72 hours in the mission world.

The power that Joan of Arc can exert is related to the world level and her strength.

Although the summoning time is not very long, and it is indeed not enough for training troops, but 72 hours is enough to win a decisive battle.

Martha Saint Uriel had never been willing to use it before, but this time the enemy leader dared to pursue alone.

This must be a chance given to her by God to turn defeat into victory!

In order to further improve the efficiency of using Joan of Arc, Martha Saint Uriel used other means to triple the usage time of the 72-hour Joan of Arc experience card.

Martha Saint Uriel closed her pure eyes, and when she opened them again, her eyes had turned into a sacred golden color.

"My God is here!"

The voice that penetrated the soul sounded, and the divine version of Joan of Arc looked up at Dong Huang sacredly and solemnly.

She actually wanted to look down, but because of her height and posture, she could only look up, which made her aura slightly lower invisibly. But her face was still holy.

(Joan of Arc·Clothing when she was captured)

But there was a hint of doubt and cuteness in the holiness, a small tuft of stupid hair stood up on her head, and her hairstyle became a jellyfish head with a braid.

I only heard her mutter in French: "This posture, this temperature, is it a place of execution?"

"It's not a place of execution, it's just this stick or a fire stick!"

Dong Huang, who has learned several foreign languages, was happy.

"I am Joan of Arc, how dare a mortal blaspheme?"

The jellyfish-headed goddess blushed and glared at Dong Huang angrily: "Mortal, are you ready to accept the punishment of God?"

"Please give me strength!"

"My Lord is here!"

The jellyfish-headed goddess prayed, and a sacred flag appeared in her right hand.

The sacred domain nodules unfolded.

She wanted to use this to get rid of the shackles of the chains.

What is the forbidden chain restraint system for blonde busty beauty? She doesn't want to be one!

However, she was soon dumbfounded.

Under the sacred domain, the forbidden chain restraint not only did not disappear, but became tighter.

It squeezed the flesh.

It was a little tight.

It hurt a little.

"How could this be? How could a world of this level have such a divine weapon?"

Joan of Arc's jellyfish head raised a hair again. She stared blankly, with an awkward but polite smile on her face: "Sir, is there any misunderstanding between us? You know, I am neutral and will not participate in the war."

"Hey!"

Dong Huang laughed and rubbed Joan of Arc's jellyfish head.

He didn't expect that Martha Saint Uriel would send down a Joan of Arc.

This reminded him of the descent of Amaterasu. To be honest, Himiko, as the incarnation of Amaterasu, was miserable...

[It seems that even if the gods come down directly, they can only be raised to the limit level of ordinary people in the corresponding world! 】

Dong Huang breathed a sigh of relief, and his eyes looking at Joan of Arc became malicious.

It must be said that after Joan of Arc's descent, this body became more plump, sacred and charming!

(Joan of Arc)

"You... do you want me to get pregnant?"

Joan of Arc's face changed drastically. She wanted to control the holy flag in her hand, but she was tied into a cross and had no power to resist. As soon as she moved her fingers, the holy flag was taken away by a dragon head chain and swallowed into her stomach.

"My..."

Joan of Arc was speechless.

That was her sacred weapon. Although it was just a projection, it also possessed her magical power, might and characteristics...

But something that made her even more speechless soon happened.

Dong Huang wanted to take away not only her weapon, but also...

"Lord, I entrust this body to you..."

Joan of Arc closed her eyes.

[It's only seventy-two hours, you can bear it with a bite! ]

[Why can't it be done after seventy-two hours? ]

[I can only bite! ]

[It's been another seventy-two hours, right? What did that bastard woman do to me...]

[I can't turn my back to the Lord! ]

[Wait, that's not allowed! ]

Joan of Arc was about to collapse.

She never thought that this would happen to her one day. She was in a mission world, and was given to the Lord by a newbie, and was taught for so long in front of the Lord's holy image...

"Blasphemer, let...let me go...I, ah...I forgive you...I will pray for you in front of the Lord...Please let me go..."

Joan of Arc was really going to collapse.

Especially when Dong Huang held her and walked into the main city of Martha Saint Uriel and walked towards the temple of the God of Light.

"Let you go? What can you give me?"

"Your Highness, you don't want the gods to know about what happened between us, right?"

Dong Huang hugged Joan of Arc tightly.

"You... don't even think about threatening me! The Saint does not allow..."

Joan of Arc still wanted to be tough, but as Dong Huang got closer and closer to the temple, her attitude finally softened: "I swear in the name of the Lord, I will not retaliate against you!"

If it was just an ordinary statue, it would be fine, but that was the Lord's temple. What happened there was very likely to be discovered by the Lord.

Even if she was just a consciousness that descended, she could not be blasphemed in front of the God.

That would not only lose her face, but also the face of the God.

"Not enough!"

Dong Huang's head was as big as a bucket.

"I..."

Joan of Arc burst into tears.

"What do you want?"

Joan of Arc could only compromise again.

What do you want?

I want you!

As Dong Huang got deeper and deeper into trouble, Joan of Arc could only give in.

[It's just a consciousness that descended! ]

[This is not my body! ]

[Mental cheating is not cheating! ]

[Think of it as a test from the Lord God! 】

[Actually...it's quite comfortable...]

[I can’t resist anyway, so let’s enjoy it first...]

As we all know, there are zero and countless compromises.

In the later stages, Joan of Arc even took the initiative.

"I'm just doing this to subdue temptation!"

Joan of Arc said to herself.

Then, she was forced to perform the uniform temptation.

(Joan of Arc Uniform Temptation)

"I am here to save the lost lamb... just like giving to the body in Buddhism... giving to the body..."

Joan of Arc, who was skinned into a lamb, remained determined.

However, the body is very honest.

[This must be because the strength I can exert is too low. It’s all because the level of this world is too low! 】

【It’s all the world’s fault! 】

Joan of Arc attributed her constant weakening and physical sensitivity to the fault of the world, and piously let herself go.

Dong Huang naturally taught this saintly girl who didn't seem very smart, worked hard, was energetic, and was smart and capable.

The illiterate girl finally knows what it means to be full of essence and overflow with essence.

Happy times are always short-lived.

On the battlefield beyond endless time and space, the jellyfish-headed girl who was killing the enemy suddenly turned red and could hardly control herself.

"Damn it!"

The pure saint couldn't help but curse.

She found that she had been played with by the rules of the world.

The erosion of Dong Huang's charm, skills, and totem power actually entered her body along with her consciousness and grew rapidly. However, her body thought that these powers were from the same source as her body, and not only did she not resist Instead of destroying it, it helped it grow and quickly integrated with her holy body.

【Who is plotting against me! 】

The angry Joan waved the holy flag and swept away a large number of enemies.

However, what surprised Jeanne was that she, who could only use pure holy light, actually had the sacred burning attribute in her power, which increased her attack power by at least 30% without any increase in consumption.

[Hey, it’s not bad! 】

Jeanne smiled.

She decided to accept this power first.

The world outside the box is much more dangerous than the world inside the box, and increasing power is not a bad thing.

As for that damn man...

When she thought of him, Jeanne's face actually turned red.

Joan of Arc knew that this was the strange power at work, but as long as she was not in front of God, it didn't matter.

In private, the clergy is more filthy than the filthiest brothel!

After Joan of Arc finally escaped, Martha St. Uliel finally regained consciousness.

It's a pity that all her memories of Joan of Arc were erased by Joan of Arc, and after her vitality was severely damaged, she became like a spoiled rag doll.

On the contrary, because of the feedback, Dong Huang's strength was raised to the peak of the fourth level of mythology, and his strength also gained a touch of the attribute of divine light, which made his flames even hotter and purer.

"I'm...you...don't come here!"

Martha Saint-Ulier fluttered her wings in fear, like a peacock about to be plucked.

It was no wonder that Martha Saint-Ulier was not afraid.

Her attribute is that of a holy virgin.

Once something happens, it will cause extremely terrible consequences.

The light god system, a belief system, has the advantages of balanced abilities, rapid growth of natural soldiers, and many fanatics; but it also has the disadvantages of being too mediocre and easy to fall into corruption.

The brighter, the darker!

The more extreme and anti-intellectual the belief, the easier it is to collapse and fall.

Pure clergymen are the most vulnerable to corruption.

However, how could Dong Huang let her go?

In her ultimate state, Joan of Arc said something like this, intentionally or unintentionally: "You can insult me, but as a holy virgin, I will not fall in any way. This is the Lord's test for me."

But Joan of Arc can withstand the test. Can she, a weakling who was originally only at the first level of mythology and barely rose to the second level of mythology because of Joan of Arc's long-term divine descent, be able to withstand the test?

The answer is, of course, no.

One million words later…

Martha Saint-Ulier's wings turned into the same black-winged gilded color as the Sun Bird.

At the same moment, her temple first became pitch black, and then turned black and gold.

"My lord!"

Martha St. Uriel knelt at Dong Huang's feet and kissed Dong Huang's toes.

Even Dong Huang didn't expect that she would be one step ahead of the dark elf Rhaenys and become his first war agent.

He obviously hasn't become a god yet.

"Can it still turn into holy pure white?"

Dong Huang asked, stroking Martha St. Uriel's head.

Although black is also very sexy, in this situation, pure white is more attractive!