Anno had already seen Makaros's [Totem] talent.

As long as there is a legion and it is blessed by Makaros' totem, it is almost equivalent to having an inferior version of a summoned legion.

The reason why the Divine Blood Empire prepared a 10,000-man sixth-order totem army for Makaros was because they could not gather a legion of high-level warriors.

But what the Divine Blood Empire doesn’t have, Annuo has!

Summoning Legion, Shadow Legion, a full four thousand in number.

There will be more to come!

If Makaros's [Totem] can fully affect these two legions, Annuo's strength will increase dramatically again!

Moreover, there is also a [Frenzy] skill among the summoner skills, which can increase the strength of the summoned creature for a short period of time.

[Frenzy] has only been upgraded to the seventh level, but it cannot be used during [Fusion] - the fusion summoned creature is in a super-critical limit state and is likely to self-collapse if it uses [Frenzy].

The most important thing is that Annuo now has a hobby of collecting [Protectors].

Just like Trollope's [Compassion], it always provides help to Anno at critical moments.

"Was all this calculated?"

Makaros was silent for a while, then asked a question that made Anno a little stunned.

But An Nuo reacted quickly.

Seeing Makaros's bitter and resentful expression, Anno raised the corners of his mouth slightly inside his mask, and asked in a joking tone: "What do you think?"

"How did you do that?"

Makaros had already determined in his heart that he and the Crusades of the Divine Blood Empire had been sold out.

Looking back now, there were many doubts about the war from the very beginning.

Why did Annuo dare to stand in front of 200,000 people alone?

If Makaros was Anno, even if he had so many summons, he would have to think twice.

After all, in the absence of clear intelligence, if there are a large number of ninth-level beings among the 200,000 enemies, or there is a peak ninth-level being, the seventh and eighth-level summons will not be able to stop them at all.

It is very likely that a strong man at the peak of the ninth level will break out of the encirclement of the summoned creatures and kill An Nuo who is hiding behind.

But if Annuo had already known the strength of the Crusade Army, knew which masters there were, and what abilities these masters had, then Annuo would naturally have the confidence to stand in front of an army of 200,000 - in fact, Annuo just had the God Hunter behind him to back him up.

"Do you know what a holy relic is?"

Anno did not answer Makaros' words, but asked a question.

"Pandora?"

Makaros shook his head and said, "I don't know!"

"You don't even know what you're fighting for, so why should you be surprised if you're sold out?"

Anno spread his hands towards Makaros.

The latter's face turned even darker.

Because he suddenly felt that what Annuo said made sense.

Originally, he didn't want to participate in this alien war.

Ever since he learned from an ancient book at home that there are people like Guardians in this world and that he himself is a Guardian, Makaros has become very low-key.

Although as his strength increases, some things will always be exposed, but he still hides his talent as much as possible.

"Could it be the Demon King's army?"

All Makaros could think of was that the Demon King's army had exposed their intelligence to Anno.

After all, apart from them, the only ones who know that Anno has Pandora are the Demon King’s army.

However, there are several god-level warriors within the Demon King’s army.

Maybe it was these god-level powerful beings who were behind this.

Although the gods did not directly participate in the war, it was quite easy for them to do something secretly.

"Have you thought about it?"

An Nuo saw that two minutes had passed and asked again.

Makaros suddenly raised his head, stuck the totem pole in his hand into the hard ground, and shouted at Anno: "You underestimate me too much. I am a ninth-level person, how can I surrender to an eighth-level person!"

Boom~!

While Makaros was speaking, a powerful suction force suddenly appeared on the totem pole, madly absorbing the surrounding magic power into the pole.

Anno discovered that Makaros's health and magic power were recovering rapidly.

In just a dozen seconds, 80% of his health was restored!

“You are so arrogant!”

After recovering, Makaros picked up the Purple Flame Totem Pole and said to Anno on the opposite side: "Watching me recover is your biggest mistake!"

"Oh, really?"

An Nuo shook his head, and the magical aura on his body suddenly restrained, and then burst out again in the next moment.

"I am also waiting for the final touch."

In Anno's hand, a corpse of a Lishan God appeared. Then he asked Makaros in a low voice, "Do you know what a ninth-level summoner means?"

Makaros, who was about to attack, gasped.

"The magic power fluctuation... has broken through to... the ninth level! Could it be... that it was Morton..."

outside world!

With blood flowing from his mouth, Morton knelt down in front of Warrengel with his head lowered.

A piece of his right face was torn off, exposing his back tooth socket and eyeball.

His left forearm was gone, and there were several weapons stuck in his chest.

Swish!

Liz walked forward, swung the whip around the dying Morton's neck, and pulled hard.

A head with eyes filled with regret flew into the air!