Of course he still remembered the current owner of this badge, "Are you the dragon friend who rescued me from the ancient seal?"
With the oracle as the highest instruction, the entire holy city's manpower and material resources were fully mobilized. After hiding for so long, people were holding back their breath and had long thought about the overall situation and launched a counterattack. Now the higher-ups decided to launch a counterattack and immediately participated enthusiastically.
Full support.
Within a week, millions of troops had gathered in the entire Holy City.
With the Knights Templar, the Holy Knights, and the United Knights of Lords as the vanguard, the Hermitage, the Heretic Trial Hall, and the Archmage of the Magic Guild as the auxiliary, the major demigod-level powerhouses sit in the center, and the Angel Legion led by Seraph.
The huge crusade army, which possessed the elites of the major legions and became its leader, was formally formed, rushed out of the position on the Holy Mountain, and headed towards the Fallen City.
Strangely, apart from scattered derivative monsters, corrupted creatures, and wild demons, no organized demon legions were seen along the way. It seemed that all the elite demon legions that had hindered their counterattack in the past were hidden.
At this time, the fallen city, although it has not collapsed, is still a scene of panic and loneliness.
The thick dark sky in the past has been consumed by the war, and the dark energy has become so thin that you can see the stars in the sky through the sky; the streets that used to be well-ordered are also sparsely populated, with only some drunken demons going crazy and destroying everywhere.
Few fallen angels come up to take charge.
As the strongest of the Fallen Angels, Sephiro returned seriously injured, the demon army suffered heavy losses, and human forces made a comeback. Every piece of bad news dampened everyone's confidence and shook the foundation of the Fallen Angels' rule on this earth.
The senior officials of the Fallen City also saw the bad situation, so under their orders, the vast majority of the people in the entire city have been gathered into the central cathedral in the center of the city.
In the wide square, hundreds of thousands of demons, dark creatures and even fallen angels, led by four four-winged fallen angels at the front of the team, all knelt on the ground and bent over to pray.
In the constant prayers, bits and pieces of faith power rose from the crowd, and gathered together in one place along the prayer spells drawn by the four-winged fallen angels in the sky, condensing into a strong river of faith, pouring into
Deep in the Central Cathedral, Sapphiro's retreat for healing.
For angels and gods, the power of faith is a panacea. As long as the quantity is sufficient, everything is no problem.
Deep in the church, the gray-faced and listless Sapphiro sat slumped on the throne with his eyes closed and meditating. The six fallen feathers behind him flapped gently, each time absorbing a large amount of milky-white faith from the river of faith falling from the sky.
At the same time, it will also absorb a large amount of magic elements around him. This energy is converted into divine power through the godhead, allowing the power fluctuations in his body to recover slightly.
But the power he had plundered by the evil sun of the abyss was too much. Not only was the power in his body almost hollowed out by thieves at this time, but the rough energy-absorbing method also damaged the foundation of this clone, causing him to exhaust his energy and even absorb and transform it.
The speed of power is much slower.
He has already noticed the withdrawal of the will of the abyss and the opening of the battlefield outside the territory, but he can't do anything after losing his power. The human forces are taking advantage of the situation again. According to the intelligence, they should attack the Fallen City in less than a week.
Such a short period of time was simply not enough for Him to regain his strength.
"Morag, what are you thinking about? Do you think that after humans have eradicated the Fallen City, they will let you, the demon monarch, go? Or are you planning some conspiracy?" He was shying away from the demons under Mo Yunzi's command.
Although Sephiro was doubtful about his behavior, he couldn't help but feel wary in his heart.
But no matter what He thought, He had no time to find out the truth.
"Well, it seems that in this invasion war, our fallen angel clan will be eliminated first. In my current state, I can't stop the angel army at all." Saphiro sensed the recovery status of his body and couldn't help but sigh.
, and then issued an order to his subordinates outside.
Soon, the entire Fallen City began to become restless. Large teleportation arrays were opened. Countless materials plundered in the human world, captured slaves, and subdued relatives were gathered together, or directly teleported back to the Abyss Demon Realm, or
Used to kill and sacrifice, to provide energy for the teleportation magic array.
A pair of cold-faced fallen angels patrolled around to suppress all the chaos.
The whole city exudes an atmosphere of doomsday escape.
At this time, Mo Yunzi had already returned to his territory, started to pack his bags, ordered his subordinates to collect resources, and was also ready to retreat at any time.
Of course, Mo Yunzi didn't know that he had an old friend who had discovered the traces he left behind and was also the commander-in-chief of the Light Crusade Army. But he also knew that with the decline of the fallen angels and the departure of the evil god of the universe, the human forces in the Western Continent would inevitably
A counterattack will be launched.
He didn't even think about intercepting him. He, the Demon Lord, was not a loyal dog brainwashed by the will of the abyss. The human world was his foundation. The identity of the Demon Lord was just a chess piece that sneaked into the upper echelons of the devil. Now the role of the chess piece has been played.
When it reaches its maximum effect, there is no need to preserve it anymore, and it can naturally become abandoned at any time.
Block the bullets for the demons? I'm sorry, I'm an undercover. The worst case scenario is to strip off the demon king's status, restore his original appearance, and return to the Chinese continent as the Yamata Demonic Dragon. It just so happens that the Northwest Demonic Realm over there is not very peaceful these days, and the Evil God Realm
It is also ready to move and needs a strong person to suppress it.
Of course, there is still a lot of residual value in the identity of the demon monarch. For example, the deal with Herak, the territory in the "Crimson Hell", and even the prosperous territory built by the Commander's Fortress are all difficult to obtain while trapped in the Shenzhou Continent.
He is unwilling to give up the benefits unless necessary.
After all, there are hundreds of thousands of well-equipped demon legions. If used on the battlefield, they can also share a lot of the military pressure faced by the Song Dynasty.
I just don’t know if the soldiers of the Song Dynasty can accept fighting side by side with demons.
You must know that the demons under Mo Yunzi who have been cultivated through the commanding fortress system are more similar to the "private soldiers" he cultivated, so they can enforce orders and prohibitions, and they are more intelligent and can restrain their natural desire to destroy and kill, just like those in the abyss demon world.
The "traditional" demons that are as ubiquitous as weeds are different.
Although traditional demons are born from fallen souls in the abyssal demonic world, they have half-material and half-energy bodies, a wide range of recipes, resistant skin, bloodthirsty combat skills, fast evolution and other talents. Logically speaking, they are born extraordinary races.
, otherwise the reputation of the Demon Legion would not spread throughout the multiverse.
However, the flaws of demons are not small. They are chaotic by nature, so they inevitably kill each other on the way to growth. They are unable to organize neat discipline. Even in war, the demon army that can only charge in a swarm of bees and pigs is almost a mob and cannot be defeated at all.
Enemies of the same number and level but well-trained.
Unless a sufficient demon war team is sent to suppress it with bloody methods, or Mo Yunzi makes great efforts to transform the demon's nature.
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