At dawn the next day, the cold wind was howling, and Netherworld Villa was very lively at this moment. Nearly a thousand people gathered in the huge martial arts training ground, and these people were the main combat power of the Black Phoenix clan.
As one of the four major families, a big family that has been passed down for tens of thousands of years, it is conceivable how powerful they are. Hundreds of god-level strong men, even most of the remaining ones are quasi-god-level tasks, and there are very few holy-level tasks. After all, in such battles, holy-level warriors cannot play any role.
Perhaps they can be considered strong people on the mainland, perhaps they are good warriors in the Dark Source, but in the double-strong competition, they can only serve as logistics, and only the best in the Saint-level are qualified to fight.
These nearly a thousand people are all the powers of the Black Phoenix clan. At dawn, with the help of the dark sky, Merck and the elders stood in front and looked at the group of people below. Needless to say, everyone knew what they were going to do today.
Finally, Merck fixed his eyes on Lucy. At this time, Lucy was still wearing white clothes. Perhaps because of winter, she was wearing a plush jacket. However, this not only did not show any bloating, but added a hint of beauty.
Then he looked at the dozens of people who were guarding her tightly beside Lucy, nodding slightly, showing a smile. The one who was most worried was Lucy, but Merck knew that as long as these people were there, Lucy would not have any trouble, and he gave enough confidence in these people.
As if he felt Merck's eyes, Nightingale looked up and nodded deeply, indicating that he could rest assured.
As long as there is one person in the Death Scythe Squad present, Lucy will not be hurt at all. This is their original promise to Rhode Island and its promise to Merck at this moment.
Merck then breathed a sigh of relief after receiving Nightingale's affirmation.
"The war is about to begin, why haven't Brother Rhode come back yet?" Youyou sighed, Lucy muttered to himself as he looked at the direction of the Netherworld Peak, as if asking about the nightingale.
"It's almost." Nightingale will always have this answer to Lucy's words. It's been nearly a month, but he has not seen any signs of Rhode's return for a long time, so Nightingale will inevitably feel a little worried and anxious.
What's more, the battle is imminent now, and it's okay if it succeeds, but what if it fails, what should I do if it fails?
Thinking of what Rhode told them before leaving, Nightingale frowned even more tightly. The words Rhode told them before leaving made him unsure, but he suddenly realized it. It seemed that he had predicted everything. Did he know this from the beginning?
Otherwise, why should I protect Lucy yourself, why did I let them guard the Nether Mountains to the death, and why did I explain to that deployment? Are there any other reasons here?
The roar was shocking and the momentum was overwhelming. With Merck's inspiration, the hearts of the Black Phoenix clan were tightly twisted and united as never before. After all, this patriarch was not in vain. He knew how to best twist people's hearts together at this time.
At the foot of the mountain, there were nearly 2,000 people from the Mijiao clan and 1,000 people drawn by the main war faction. A total of 3,000 people surrounded the entire Netherworld Mountains. This time, the Mijiao clan was in full bloom.
Without an attack, they were not in a hurry. After all, their damage during the attack was immeasurable and they could not afford it. It was precisely because the Black Phoenix clan grasped this that he made a series of arrangements in the past two days. If it were not for the opposition, they would probably not be worried about such an encirclement at all. Now, for the opposition, they must fight out and help the opposition, both losses and prosperity.
"Start." With a loud shout, nearly a thousand people instantly divided into eight teams according to the original plan and rushed towards the mountain. Lucy was divided into one of the teams. After she left, Nightingale and others could not be left behind.
Along the rugged road, this group of about a hundred people soon arrived on the hillside, and below, the voices of the members of the Mijiao clan and their garrison could be vaguely seen.
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"Class leader, they are here." At this moment, an old man rushed in from a camp at the foot of the mountain and said to a middle-aged man.
"The Black Phoenix Clan, Humph, can't you help it? You are finally willing to come out. This will save you some effort. Since you can't wait to die, I'm not polite." Hearing the old man's report, a cold flashed in his eyes.
"Give me instructions, concentrate the personnel and block the three groups of people. As for the rest, we don't have to worry about it. Let the demons delay it. We don't have to lose so many people. We will wait until we eat these three groups and then deal with them one by one." Pointing to a map in front of us, the middle-aged man said calmly, as if everything was in his expectation.
The Black Phoenix clan's troops were divided into eight directions to attack. He was not worried. He had thought of this possibility long ago. After all, he had studied the terrain and terrain of Youming Mountain before coming. As a patriarch, especially in such a world where the strong prey on the weak, being able to climb to this position is not something that an incompetent person can do. He can also think of what Merck can think of, and can do better.
The Mijiao clan separated the Dragon clan a thousand years ago and emerged independently. Although it was made into four major families, it was actually the weakest family, even worse than some ancient families. Why was it able to hold this position in a thousand years and gain everyone's recognition?
It was not said verbally, but the reputation gained by real strength was managed by their three generations of clan leaders over a thousand years. He was not that kind of incompetent person.
"But... if the Eighth Route Army personnel break out, cooperate with the three fronts to attack us from the front and back..." Can only a thousand members of the Demon Clan resist those five groups? Once two groups break out, the situation will be troublesome.
What's more important is that as the elder of the Mijiao clan, he knows the Black Phoenix clan very well. The Black Phoenix clan is very strong and deserves to be an old and powerful family. Even if they face each other head-on, even though the Mijiao clan has many people, they are not their opponents, let alone their base camp.
"You don't need to worry about these things. Just do what I said. This time, the Black Phoenix clan will be destroyed." The middle-aged man said calmly without any worries.
This made the elder of the Mijiao clan confused. Is there anything else he didn't know? Thinking about the past two years and found that this patriarch seemed to be becoming more and more unfathomable and unimaginable. Maybe he really left some help.
Watching the elder leave, a sneer appeared on the corner of the middle-aged man's mouth: "The Black Phoenix Clan, it seems that you will become the first stepping stone for the dominance of my Mijiao Clan."
Then he turned his head and looked at the barrier behind him: "Old ancestor, it's time to act."
"Gaga, I didn't expect that the first time I took action was the Black Phoenix clan. I don't know what those old guys would do to see me." The next moment, a sharp laugh came from behind the barrier, making people creepy.
"Ancestor isn't you worried that there are old guys in the Black Phoenix clan who are alive?" Frowning, the middle-aged man asked with some concern.
"Just them, hehe, it's impossible. Without that thing, they couldn't live until now." The owner of the hoarse voice was very confident about this.
"Okay, let's take action. I'll see how many of these guys can preserve the style of the former overlord in a thousand years." Then there was a sudden wind in the tent. A phantom swam past, standing next to the middle-aged man, wearing a black suit and a masked hat, looking trembling, as if a gust of wind could overturn him, making it difficult to combine with his previous figure.
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The sky was slightly bright, and as the sun was exposed, a battle began. The people on the far right were already the first to fight with the local area due to their extreme closeness. They were caught by the waiting demons and surrounded them.
Immediately afterwards, the battles of the third party began to begin. Listening to the battle life coming from afar, Lucy frowned tightly: "Sister Nightingale, do you think they will be fine?"
"It will make you bleed when you fight." Looking at Lucy, Nightingale wanted to say no, but after hesitating for a long time, she sighed.
"Yes, I don't know what happened to Daddy and the others. Let's hurry up." Lucy muttered slowly.
After turning a corner, they soon appeared at the foot of the mountain.
But what appeared before them was a dark team, a huge encirclement enclosure imprisoned them. Around them, the other two teams had been separated by the enemy, entangled together, and shouting and killing sounds shook the sky.
"Design." Before Lucy responded, Nightingale roared at the first time. Obviously, their target of action had been exposed. Unexpectedly, the enemy knew all the plans in the end. There was no time to think about how the other party understood the arrangements on his side. Nightingale shouted at the first time.
There is one thing about the Black Phoenix clan, that is, the magicians can play in such battles with self-evident effects.
But it was a pity that the other two teams were obviously approached by the enemy when they did not react. The magician did not play a role, otherwise they would not be so embarrassed. Although the opponent was crowded with people, they would not be suppressed in a mess.
The magician's power is exerted, and it may be the other party's turn to be in a mess.
Chapter completed!