The setting sun was setting in the west, and the wasteland seemed to be bleeding.

The war drums sounded, and in the depths of the southern plains, military camps opened one after another, and the demonic army poured out layer by layer like a tide, raising dust all over the sky and spreading it regularly on the wilderness.

On New Year's Eve, the war begins, and it seems that the hegemony of this land will be determined with blood and fire as we bid farewell to the old and welcome the new.

Ren stood on the city wall of Dune City, looking ahead with a solemn expression.

Outside the city, in the vast wilderness, the sky is full of smoke and dust, with various auras formed by spells, which are various barriers and force shields. The most eye-catching thing is the dozen or so ships wandering in the sky, like black

A giant whale-like force airship.

"coming!"

Carlos the Gunman, Alex the Axe, and other Faloran generals all shrank their eyes when they saw this.

Charlemagne's expression remained as usual, and he stood with his hands behind his back, only clenching his hands in his sleeves.

The evil spirit billows towards my face.

The dark camp is headed by hundreds of thousands of ghouls. Their eyes are glowing with bloodthirsty and cruel green light. They are roaring and roaring, densely packed in number, and filled with murderous intent. Seeing this, the human soldiers guarding the city have serious faces, while the generals are

It's all silence.

Anyone with some common sense knows that these hundreds of thousands of ghouls are just an appetizer.

However, in this appetizer, there are five ghoul princes sitting on the demon elephant, exuding a corrosive evil and dark atmosphere.

Demon elephants are a common war beast. They have thin abyss blood flowing in their bodies. They are five to six feet long, with rough skin and thick flesh. They are covered with thick armor and have Force cannons installed on their shoulders.

At this moment, five demonic elephants carrying five ghoul princes, together with an army of hundreds of thousands of ghouls, rushed towards the first line of defense outside Sand Dune City.

Behind them is an even larger elite army composed of vampires, werewolves and other demons.

The dark front is like a tsunami of death, rushing to surround the great gate of mankind.

The dark clouds of war and the suffocating murderous intent made all the soldiers hold their breath.

"An unprecedented war."

"It makes people tremble and excited."

Whether it is the generals of the Fire Dragon Knights such as Carlos the Gunman, the geniuses of the younger generation such as Raphael, Prince Matthew, and Alfred, or the people of the Southern Noble Alliance such as Count Ange, Lady Ellie, etc., they are all like this at this moment.

Facing a powerful enemy.

Under the cover of the nest, there are completed eggs.

Unless they are raped, no matter what the purpose is for coming to Faloran Dune City at this time, they will have to face the soldiers of the dark camp.

Once Faloran is defeated, no one will have a good end. The higher the status, the worse the end may be.

Only the kings remained calm.

Ten "Black Winged Whale" airships have taken off, each with a king on board.

The Nine-Star Elder of the Natural School, the Scourge Swordsman of the Kingdom of Seran, Daniel the Third Speaker of the Steam Alliance, the Savage Duke of the St. Joan Empire, Richard, the former Templar Leader of the Church of Light, Timo, the Archbishop of the Holy Talisman, and the Director of the 7th Bureau of Faloran

Carl the Butcher, these are the 8 kings.

Moreover, two kings have come here in the past few days.

The marshal of the Nokman Empire, Duke Starr, looks like a middle-aged man with black hair and blue eyes. He wears a red and black imperial marshal uniform. He has regular features and is not angry or intimidating.

This imperial duke and marshal is a well-known veteran king with the profession of [Knight], nicknamed "Marshal Black Tiger" and "Duke of Steel", and has extraordinary strength.

The other king is the old leader of Gurba, a [Berserker] profession, who represents the alien alliance to support Farolan.

Counting the two of them, there were 10 kings, not including Charlemagne.

The giants from both camps are counted separately.

"Look, all the major forces on the mainland have come to participate in the war, including the two empires and the four major organizations. With such a lineup, we will never lose!"

In a corner of the city wall, a fourth-level knight pointed to the ten airships and ten powerful kings above his head and said with an excited expression.

The soldiers felt a lot of peace of mind as they felt the ten different styles above their heads, but they were all as powerful as heaven.

A soldier whispered: "Why do you feel that the Church and the Saint Joan Empire have the most powerful people?"

As soon as this was said, the soldiers all looked strange.

Indeed, the most powerful people from the Church and the Holy Stick Empire, which were least in contact with the kingdom, turned out to be the most powerful ones, including the old leader Richard, Archbishop Timo of the Talisman, the new Saint Kate, the leader Gonzalez, and the red archbishop.

Kant, Raphael the Silver Spear, Savage Duke, Prince Matthew...

At the critical moment, it is the former enemy who is the most powerful.

"It's just an exchange of interests. The kingdom allows the church to select saints and hold coronation ceremonies in Falorland. Naturally, they have to express their opinions."

The black shadow flashed, and a cold beauty revealed her true face.

This beautiful woman with a cool temperament has long hair in a high bun, revealing her slender neck. Her skin is as white as snow, her thin lips are slightly pursed, her tall nose shows slightly sharp lines, and her eyes are as cold as ice.

Her tall and hot figure is straight and elegant. Wrapped in a tight black leather jacket, she exudes an amazing charm. However, her cold and stern temperament is too prominent, to the point where she is not allowed to approach strangers.

"Black Rose" Sophie, a rare female genius, is the most beautiful pearl of this generation in the Kingdom of Falorland.

Among the top female geniuses of the younger generation in mainland China, apart from Kesha, only Sophie can take action.

"your Highness!"

The soldiers quickly saluted.

Princess Sophie looked cold, nodded slightly, and looked at the approaching demon army with her bright black eyes.

"It's rare that you, a woman, can say something fair. Who supports Farrowland the most? Of course it's our Witcher Association and the Sun Empire (another name for the Nokman Empire)."

A slightly frivolous voice sounded.

The young prodigy of the Demon Hunter Association, Hal the "Min-Headed Dog", walked over casually carrying a Force firearm with a long barrel.

Next to him is a baby-faced young killer - Chris "Shadow Hand".

The two often went out together. Sophie was not surprised. She hugged Liu Hai, who was blown by the wind, and said calmly:

"Thank you very much."

"You have to thank us."

Hal's red phoenix-eyed eyebrows were slightly raised, and he said without hesitation, "Our Vice-President Lord Ren, Imperial Marshal Duke Starr, four senior titled demon hunters, and the two of us, the empire and the association are doing their best.

Support Farrowland, but this is still under the circumstances where Meredith, the True God of the Vampire Race, is eyeing her.

Moreover, we don’t ask for any benefits from Farrowland.”

Although Renn rose to prominence in Falorland, he has always been affiliated with the Witcher Association and married Princess Keisha.

Therefore, the major forces on the Saigon continent basically regard him as being in the same camp as the Nokman Empire.

From this perspective, the Demon Hunter Association and the Sun Empire, which sent the demigod giants to participate in the war, are indeed the biggest supporters of Faloran.

Therefore, what Hal said was justified.

"I don't like hearing what you say."

Carrying a big bow on his back and wearing light green armor, the elegant Prince Matthew walked over.

Next to him is Raphael, the Silver Spear.

The two were not happy because of Michelle's incident, but they both belonged to the St. Joan Empire and the church camp, and on the surface they were advancing and retreating together.

"Sophie, long time no see."

Storm Prince Matthew first said hello to Princess Sophie, with a hint of passion and admiration in his eyes.

Princess Sophie looked cold and said in a neutral tone: "Long time no see."

Prince Matthew's hot face touched his cold buttocks, a little helpless, he turned to look at Hal and Chris, and hummed softly:

"The St. Joan Empire and the Church are the whole country supporting the war in Falorland. I knew Sophie was here, so I couldn't rest assured, so I got there as soon as possible."

Princess Sophie was indifferent to his overtures and was even a little distracted, thinking about her best friend Keisha.

Hal, the human-headed dog, glared at Prince Matthew, patted his shoulder and said:

"You're good, kid. We haven't seen each other for a while, and you know how to court beautiful women. Pull her down. Can a crazy woman like Sophie fall in love with you?"

"I……"

Such a straightforward sarcasm made Prince Matthew uncomfortable and looked embarrassed.

Hal looked disdainful, spittle flew from his mouth, pointed at Prince Matthew's nose and cursed:

"Also, what I despise the most are unloyal guys like you. We have all fought side by side in the past few years. The paralyzed face (Michelle) usually hasn't offended you, right? You actually want to kill him?!"

"He killed people from the royal family, I just..."

"Come on, what kind of rubbish is Bishop Giulio? Who doesn't know now? Even if you say he is a scumbag, you are promoting him! You actually defended him? I am Michelle, and I will kill you too!"

"..."

Prince Matthew was so rebuffed that he couldn't get off the stage, his face turned red, and he became a little angry with embarrassment.

"Forget it, Hal, stop scolding. Matthew did this only after obeying the orders of the family elders. He has no autonomy in this matter."
To be continued...