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Chapter 87: Ancient Evils

A few days later.

Although Orshiga has left long ago, the demonic tide has just ended, and many soldiers with scars all over their bodies are collecting corpses outside the city.

Henry Muir, as the commander of the defense line, was holding the casualty report and material loss report in his hands, and felt as if his head was as big as a bucket.

The numbers above made him dazzled just by looking at them twice, and he felt like he couldn't muster the courage to look at them.

Because they meant that he had to have another round of bickering with representatives of many kingdoms and races.

Dealing with a large group of powerful people with completely different racial origins at the same time, no matter what others think, is definitely a grueling job for him, and it is far more difficult than fighting a high-ranking demon one-on-one.

Although under the iron fist of the gods, their races and kingdoms have been forcibly twisted into one, all kinds of top-secret knowledge from the past are constantly shared, and the skills and heritage of each race have been compensated for each other.

To a certain extent, the world of Meiling, which is still filled with war, is in unprecedented prosperity. For the first time in history, various races have abandoned their past estrangements, and their internal relations are in great harmony.

However, the continuous consumption of these hundreds of years still made all the forces feel heartbroken.

The hundreds of defense lines blocking the monsters are like wounds that are constantly bleeding, causing a large amount of their nutrients to be lost.

Every time a demonic tide occurs, it means that a large number of material and military vacancies need to be filled, forcing them to tighten their belts and lament that life is not easy.

From this point of view, Henry Moore had to admire the powerful people for being able to maintain internal stability in this kind of war with no end in sight. This was indeed a kind of technical work.

Just when he was thinking about how to ask for various supplies and troops, the magic props he wore suddenly had an inexplicable reaction, which made him feel a little surprised.

After holding the magic prop tightly, his vision changed and he was able to see more things.

It was precisely because of this that he discovered that there was a large amount of black energy around him that was constantly wandering into the distance.

The source of the black energy is very confusing, including ordinary soil and dead bodies of various races, with no connection at all.

Although he didn't know what the black energy was, his instinctive disgust made him understand that it was not a good thing, so he subconsciously pulled out the weapon at his waist and chopped directly at it.

"boom!"

His power directly passed through the black energy and struck other things, without affecting it at all.

It's as if they don't exist in this world.

Seeing this situation, he frowned slightly.

Henry Moore understood that this matter was not simple and might bring huge disasters. He immediately contacted many powerful people within the defense line and informed them of his findings.

This situation quickly attracted their attention. Soon, along with the portals that lit up, many figures appeared beside him.

After a skinny old human man walked out of the portal, he frowned slightly as he looked at the scene around him. He could clearly feel that there were disgusting things around him, but he could not see them with the naked eye.

After thinking for a while, he glanced at his colleagues who were also frowning and stretched out his skinny fingers.

Suddenly, a golden stream of light shot straight into the sky from his fingertips, and then suddenly exploded hundreds of meters in the sky, turning into countless pure golden light rains slowly falling from the sky, like a huge

A golden canopy enveloped the surrounding area.

It was at this moment that everyone, including the soldiers who were taking care of the battlefield, saw the existence of the black energy through the shining of the golden light...

"hiss……"

"What the hell is this..."

Seeing the black energy that was continuously flowing into the distance from the entire defense line and even outside the defense line, many demigods felt waves of ominous premonitions, which were worries about unknown things.

And a strange aura suddenly came from one of the demigods, a force that revealed a vast and noble aura.

With the emergence of this aura, the black aura around them, which had not paid much attention to them at first, seemed to have been violently stimulated, and suddenly a wave of black energy surged towards them.

"Zizzizi..."

With the demigod's ugly face, he could only passively watch the two forces consuming each other.

He knew nothing except that he could feel the power in his body and hated the black energy.

Looking at this scene, an elf demigod suddenly felt a little familiar, as if he had seen a similar description somewhere. However, because the memory itself was not something very important, and it was too far away, he

I can't remember the time.

A few minutes later, when everyone was discussing whether to go deep into the [Contaminated Land] within the defense line to explore the situation.

"Boom!"

Accompanied by huge thunder.

The clouds in the sky changed from sunny and bright to gloomy in the blink of an eye, which made people feel a little depressed.

"Hua Hua Hua..."

The heavy rain, like the change of weather, also came very suddenly.

Stretching out his hand to catch some of the blood-red raindrops falling from the sky, the elf demigod finally remembered that long-standing memory.

That was something he saw in the myths and legends of his clan when he was young.

Since the immortal elves regard it as a myth, you can imagine how ancient that thing is.

"Rumble, rumble..."

He looked up at the thousands of red lightnings rolling in the clouds in the sky, turning the nearby space into blood.

After hesitating for a while, the elf demigod said to the old man beside him who had recently emitted a golden stream of light: "Have you ever heard of ancient evil objects?"

"Um?"

The skinny old man had a look of confusion on his face when he heard his question.

That thing seemed a bit far away to him. After all, it was a mythological history hundreds of thousands of years ago.

"Um!"

But after thinking about the current situation, his expression was shocked,

He couldn't help but widen his eyes and looked at the sky with a look of disbelief.

Thinking of the many secret records within the elves, he said with an extremely ugly face: "You mean there is an ancient evil thing resurrecting nearby?"

The elf demigod looked at more and more bloody lightning in the sky, and replied with an uncertain tone: "It's possible..."

After baring his teeth, the old man sighed sadly: "...This is really bad news..."

"I think so too."

The elves and demigods agree very much with this.

The so-called ancient evils are powerful evils that evolved from countless negative energies at the beginning of the birth of this world.

In front of them, the evil gods that everyone shouts about are good and easy to negotiate with.

They are crazy, powerful, and bloodthirsty!

And because they are the negative aggregation of the world, symbolizing a certain part of the world's rules, they cannot be killed including destroying every bit of their flesh and soul, which can be said to be both powerful and disgusting.

In this case, even among the gods, only a handful of the best can compete with them.

Countless lives were destroyed in their hands. It was not until the end of the ancient era that the unbearable gods united with countless mortal races and exiled them to other worlds at a huge cost, so that they could never return.

It was a huge battle comparable to the invasion of the abyss!

It is said that half of the land and oceans disappeared, and the total number of life in the entire world was halved.

As soon as he heard the signs that that thing was appearing nearby, the skinny old man instantly felt pain in his balls and wanted to seize the time and run away as soon as possible.

That thing is really not something they can deal with. At least a god of the first level must come to fight with the ancient evil thing.

Just relying on these guys, if they really meet, they can only give it to them in vain, and one of them will die.

The kind without any struggle.


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