Minions, tentacles, flesh and blood, steel, magic energy, swords, everything is mixed together, as if being thrown into a crazy meat grinder, constantly pulling out a feast of death on the battlefield where the wind is howling and the dust is covering the sky.
It is a battlefield that can only be seen in nightmares. It is a scene that can only appear in the old world that is crazy and shrouded in darkness and chaos. All kinds of corrupt and weird creatures fight together. Monsters are attacking and monsters are defending.
.There are no tactics at all, and no order or queue can be seen. The only purpose of all participants is to destroy each other and enjoy the results in the most primitive and brutal way. As more and more corrupted and twisted things are torn into pieces,
And coated on the ground, the entire battlefield fell into a frenzy, and even the howling wind in the wilderness was suppressed, leaving only blind roars and various wild shouts.
The Holy Knights from the City of Gods circled the edge of the battlefield twice before finally intervening in the battle with difficulty.
They initially tried to coordinate their attack and defense with the "monster legions" that rushed out of the dilapidated camps. However, all communication attempts and cooperation efforts failed. Both warring parties were completely swept away in madness. The battlefield was like a wild beast fighting different from what they were familiar with.
Any battle, so in the end they had no choice but to give up their efforts at negotiation, and instead rushed straight into the position, killing as many monsters as possible that emerged from the chaos storm.
The two monster legions in the melee have completely different reactions to such a sudden third-party force. The monsters from Chaos Storm are like sharks that smell blood. As long as any target appears, they will attack like crazy.
Bite up, so a large number of troops immediately flocked to the Holy Knights. However, those strange regiments from the dilapidated camp completely ignored these changes. They just persistently attacked their original targets and had no influence on the Holy Knights.
Showed goodwill and did not launch an attack.
It's as if the latter doesn't exist.
This chaotic fighting lasted for a period of time. The number of monsters coming from the Chaos Storm was huge. Therefore, even though the Holy Knights were well-equipped and had top combat power, they were unable to gain the upper hand in this situation. The armed priests flying in the air also
As the battle continued, one by one fell back into the battle formation: they had completed the divine protection of the entire legion and two rounds of aerial fire strikes against the enemy. The next task was to preserve themselves and prepare for the inevitable gradual changes in the future.
The pressure on casualties will increase, and the risk will be too high if the aircraft continues to fly in mid-air.
High-level Paladin Leonidas is one of the vanguards of the legion. He wields a heavy golden two-handed giant sword as if wielding a blazing ring of fire. This "ring of fire" vaporizes three chaotic monsters in the air, creating a
The comrades around him relieved their pressure for a moment, and then he raised his head and saw the battle priests falling from the sky one by one and returning to specific positions in the battle formation.
The landing of the battle priest means that the first stage of the battle has passed. The knights' raid and the spellcaster's bombing advantage are over. What will follow will be a meat grinder-like consumption. Human flesh and blood and the priest's restoration magic will
As the legion's main support, whether they can repel the monsters before these powers are exhausted will determine the final outcome of this battle.
Leonidas wiped his face and raised his giant sword again, preparing to finish off a large hybrid monster that was raging on the flanks. However, at this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw something that he would never forget for many years.
One scene.
On the horizon, a dazzling light suddenly lit up.
It was as if morning light suddenly appeared in this nightmare world shrouded in darkness and fog. The light quickly broke through the darkness and rose on the horizon. Then, several huge figures appeared in the light.
Those figures made him almost think he was seeing scenes from religious murals. There were tall rock giants covered in golden light, and silver-white giants that looked like wolves but were five or six meters tall, and there were also lava flowing on their bodies.
, a creature whose whole body was steaming like a scorching hell, and a rolling, spherical monster that looked like it was wrapped by a giant python...
Above the stormtroopers composed of this giant creature, large swaths of bats and strange machines with tentacles formed a dark cloud that covered the sky, carrying thunder, lightning and ice storms sweeping in...
Before this unexpected team even approached the battlefield, they used practical actions to declare their position:
Two thick arcs of electricity jumped out from the bat swarm, drawing two fiery chasms in the cluster of chaotic monsters. Where the arcs jumped, the monsters were wiped out, and even the earth was in a terrifying state of melting.
Vivian’s unique magic poor ghost lightning’s name was chosen blindly!
Immediately afterwards, two giant metal arrows sprayed with flames also streaked across the sky. They fell behind the Chaos monster in a graceful arc. After the earth-shaking explosion, two mushroom clouds rose into the sky.
The name of Hao Ren’s unique magic bomb humanitarian care was also chosen blindly!
After two such large-scale AOEs in a row, it immediately aroused tons of hatred among the mindless chaos monsters. A lot of tactics Hao Ren had imagined before were not used at all, and they killed nearly one-third of the monsters.
Pulled from the battlefield.
What followed was a melee.
The battle was fierce. In the Forgotten Abyss controlled by Rock Marton, it seemed that even the most common chaos monsters had been greatly strengthened, and their combat effectiveness had nearly doubled. However, those cannon fodder-level monsters did not undergo qualitative changes due to quantitative changes.
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Ten wardens provided decisive force protection.
Despite being weakened for thousands of years and completely asleep for hundreds of years, the ten wardens, including Gordon, still exerted extremely powerful combat effectiveness. After being infused with the power of the "artifact disc",
After that, each of them recovered at least 70% to 80% of their strength. In front of these warriors who had faced off against Rock Marton for a long time, those Chaos monsters were nothing but cannon fodder.
The remaining chaos monsters were quickly wiped out by the unknown numbered Holy Knights, and were torn into pieces by the "monster legions" from the shabby camp.
After the smoke dissipated and the dust settled, Hao Ren began to gather the autonomous fleet that had just scattered, and prepared to contact the mysterious Holy Knights who came out of the "City of Gods", but at this time Elizabeth ran away jumping up and down.
The little demon girl came over, with a little evil fire still burning in her horns. She tugged on Hao Ren's sleeve: "Uncle Ren, Uncle Ren, they seem to be going back!"
Hao Ren looked up and saw the survivors of the "monster army" who came out of the dilapidated camp and were wandering blindly on the battlefield. They collected some broken weapons and pieces of flesh and blood that seemed to be still crawling.
They let out vague roars and growls of unknown meaning, and then, as if they didn't see the Holy Knights and Warden Giants surrounding them, they reorganized into a messy and loose team and walked towards their camp.
Nangong Sanba stepped forward to stop a monster and ask about the situation, but was completely ignored.
In fact, Hao Ren felt that he should first push back his sister who had fled away...
The mysterious Holy Knights quickly completed their reorganization after the battle. They separated one team to return to the City of Gods to report the news of victory, and one team stayed behind to clean the battlefield and recover various samples.
Then several people who looked like high-level priests flew out of the team and landed in front of Hao Ren and the group of "foreign reinforcements" who suddenly appeared.
The leader is a majestic old man with a gray beard. He wears a white holy robe trimmed with gold, holds a platinum staff, and wears a metal ring full of runes on his head. These costumes are somewhat similar to Carathius.
After the old man came to Hao Ren and his party, he looked up in shock and awe at Gordon, the King of Mountains and Rivers. As a high-ranking priest of the Goddess Sect, he certainly knew about the twenty-one wardens enshrined in the Icon Palace.
And he is familiar with the image of each warden. At this time, he can naturally see that these colossus-like rock giants are exactly ten of those wardens!
"Are you...the king of mountains and rivers?" the old man said in disbelief. Although he came to this abyss of forgetfulness, he never expected that he would see the legendary king of mountains and rivers, Gordon, under such circumstances. And according to the Pope
The message left behind...haven't the wardens been corrupted?
Gordon, the King of Mountains and Rivers, nodded: "Exactly. Are you from the Holy Land? Why do you and your city appear here?"
The old man took a deep breath and calmed down: "We followed the instructions of His Majesty the Pope and entered the Forgotten Abyss to participate in the martyrdom battle..."
Before he finished speaking, Carathius's voice suddenly came from behind Gordon: "Verol?"
He had been helping several church knights in the rear to remove the Chaos Curse from the battle. He rushed over just now, and happened to see the battle priest who came to negotiate.
"Calasius?" The old man was also surprised, "Why are you here? Goddess above... I thought you had died in Anzu!"
"Goddess!" Carasius couldn't hide his excitement after seeing an acquaintance. "I want to ask you more, why are you here? This... Noah? Benjamin? Oplins? Are you all here?"
Names popped out of the senior monks' mouths one by one. Calasius looked dizzy at the bishops and paladins behind Verol, confused for a moment: "Could it be that... that city on the plain is really...
The city favored by the gods?!"
"Is there a second city of gods?" Verol asked rhetorically.
Hao Ren saw that the two of them were about to start reminiscing about old times, so he quickly found an opportunity to interject: "We can talk about other things later. Do you know the origin of that... legion that looked like monsters just now? I saw it.
You are fighting alongside them."
Although he was also curious about how the City of Gods was teleported here, Hao Ren was even more curious about this issue!
Verol glanced at Hao Ren with some confusion, but soon he was surprised to notice that this seemingly ordinary stranger seemed to be the core of the team!
When he spoke, even Gordon, the King of Mountains and Rivers, and other warriors who looked unusually powerful nodded slightly and listened carefully.
After a brief surprise, the high-ranking bishop calmed down and sighed softly: "They are not monsters, they are the last battle group stationed in the Forgotten Abyss." (To be continued.).