The 23rd! It has been four days since the fourth offensive and defensive battle of the alliance broke out. The number of casualties was beyond imagination. It was bloody, brutal, and tragic. It is impossible to describe the situation on the battlefield. One batch after another, people fell, one after another.
The batch of people went to die, tears mixed with blood flowed between heaven and earth, and roars and whines echoed on the battlefield.
In a war of this scale, every life seems insignificant and every battle is tragic.
They wildly waved their swords in the rain of blood, chopped down powerful enemies with hoarse roars, and squandered their energy in the dense crowd. They all seemed to have turned into demons and butchers, gritting their teeth and staring.
, also shed tears...
At noon today, when the troops of both sides were completely integrated and inseparable, the most brutal battle broke out.
The Sakura boy was very worried that Tang Yan and others who had left would return secretly, so he did not want to drag the battle into a protracted war. He also hoped to take advantage of this momentum to win the war alliance in one go and completely end the battle in the Forgotten War Realm.
Therefore, at noon, he chose an opportunity and launched the strongest offensive since the first round of the siege - the Dark Demon Emperor seriously injured Emperor Asura and Demon Emperor Bai Jin at the expense of Demon Emperor Taotie.
Emperor Asura was seriously injured and had yet to recover. The successive high-intensity battles made him exhausted. The Demon Emperor's desperate attacks finally broke the deadlock on the imperial battlefield.
On the tragic battlefield, Emperor Asura was torn to pieces by the Heavenly Demon Emperor, and Demon Emperor Bai Jin was cut in half by the Blood Demon Emperor.
The dramatic change was sudden and shocking, and the eyes of the emperors were stained red with blood.
The Demon Emperor Nine Infants went berserk, broke away from the battle circle and tried their best to regain the upper half of Bai Jin's body, but all the fragments of the Asura Emperor were forcibly sucked by the Demon Emperor Chaos to the demon phalanx, and the Golden-winged Tianpeng let out a shocking cry.
Rushing into the battlefield with astonishing speed, he snatched the head of Emperor Asura and ate him alive on the battlefield!
Emperor Asura was killed in battle! The Demon Emperor was seriously injured and fell into coma!
The drastic change occurred in just an instant. The imperial battlefield was completely reversed, 11 to 4, which seemed to foreshadow the outcome of the Nine Infants and Four Emperors.
The Asura tribe collectively wailed and their momentum was greatly reduced. The southern defense line they had been guarding collapsed at an alarming speed, implicating the cooperating Flame Phoenix Palace. The Blood Demon tribe took the opportunity to violently advance into the alliance, and the Asura tribe's defense line continued to collapse.
From early morning to noon, the southern defense line continued to retreat for more than ten miles, affecting two battlefields in the southwest and southeast.
The number of Asura clan dead reached one million, and the Flame Phoenix Palace suffered heavy losses. Even the Immortal Phoenix almost died on the front line.
Fortunately, the wind and thunder blasts deployed at the rear continued to work, barely suppressing the Blood Demon Clan's offensive. The Bone Clan's troops deployed here forced their way up. Xu Ye, who originally wanted to be a reserve team, went into battle in person and rescued the immortal phoenix.
In order to solve the collapse crisis of the southern battlefield, Xu Pojun of the Bone Clan did not hesitate to put on armor and go into battle in person, serving as the frontline field control commander. In the end, he was submerged in the army of the Blood Demon Clan, and no bones were left!
Late at night on the 23rd!
The rout on the southern front was finally suppressed, and the Asura tribe had to accept the facts and launch a counterattack amid grief, anger and madness.
The death of the Asura Emperor was a shock to the Asura clan and even the entire Eternal Beast Mountain battlefield. The demon emperor's half-disabled condition was also a shock to the maritime forces.
In just a few days, the two emperors fell. How long can the Eternal Beast Mountain hold on?
The number of emperors here is far behind that of the demon alliance. The withdrawal of Emperor Asura and Demon Emperor Bai Jin has plunged the emperor battlefield above the alliance into the deepest disaster. If it weren't for the previous battles between demons and demons, everyone would be in trouble.
Each emperor consumes a huge amount of money. If the Blood Demon Emperor and others were not worried that Jiu Ying and the others would be too impatient to blow themselves up, the imperial battlefield might have ended in just a few days.
From early morning to early morning on the 24th, the defeat in the southern battlefield the previous day continued to impact other theaters. A series of tragic defeats broke out in different areas, and the defensive line that the human race had struggled to maintain was in danger.
A large number of deaths occurred in batches, and many saints died tragically in the sea of people.
The one after another self-destruction carries the sorrow of despair, blooming in different areas of the battlefield, becoming the most poignant scene.
But it was at noon on the 24th, at this time when the war alliance was supposed to collapse, that the biggest reversal in the history of the Forgotten War Realm occurred!
The Holy Spirit Emperor always stood on the edge of the battlefield. From the beginning, he accidentally took action, until he stood silently on the edge in the later stage. The emperor-level battlefield was tragic and chaotic. The two-on-one situation already had enough manpower. The emperors almost forgot his existence and ignored his silence.
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He quietly watched the overwhelming war frenzy, watching the dense crowds of human, demon and demon troops in the sky and on the ground, in every area of sight, cruel fighting, tragic wails, all the sight was blood red, all the sight was violent
of killing.
Human life is so despicable.
Life is so fragile.
He watched the trolls sweeping across the battlefield, harvesting human life piece by piece. He watched the river of blood devouring the human beings who rushed to kill bravely. He watched the human beings tragically self-destructed in the killing. He watched the soldiers who fought without hesitation and selflessness.
Looking at the death squads formed with determination.
He... watched batch after batch of human warriors fall on the battlefield, fresh corpses being trampled mercilessly, flesh and blood flying everywhere, mixed with rain and gravel, bones shattering, and trampled into the deep mud.
He raised his eyes and saw that the vast and endless Gonggu Mountains were full of fire and thick smoke. There were fleeing monsters struggling desperately in the chaotic rainforest, and raging demons mercilessly chasing the scattered humans.
, looking further into the distance, the Southern Continent, the Eastern Continent, and the Northern Continent are being eroded by the dark demons.
He seemed to see hundreds of millions of people wailing under the claws of the demons. He seemed to see the desperate human race losing their minds and self-destruction. He saw death, blood, and a dark world.
I don't know when, the Holy Spirit Emperor closed his eyes, seeming to have fallen into some kind of reminiscence.
In a daze, he returned to the most glorious period of the Golden Ancient Clan.
The Ten Emperors formed an alliance and concluded an alliance coexistence agreement.
The ten emperors join forces to end the era of human destruction.
In a trance, he saw the period when the Golden Ancient Clan peacefully coexisted. Qitian Continent was full of thousands of races, and humans and monsters coexisted. The Golden Ancient Clan stood proudly in the sky with absolute dominance, and could be called a divine race.
In a daze, he saw the time when the Golden Ancient Clan joined forces to attack the Forgotten War Realm.
The Golden Ancient Clan secretly issued an edict to find all proud human races, secretly contacted those strong men with undiminished bloodshed, and finally gathered hundreds of millions of people to jointly attack the Forsaken War Realm. With great momentum, magnificent fighting spirit, and heroic steps
, the high chest, the proud belief, and the steady flow of people seemed to have become an indelible mark in the hearts of the Ten Emperors.
In a daze, he saw the most brutal war in the Forgotten War Realm.
The ten golden ancient races are united like never before, tightly guarding the human race from Qitian Continent, struggling to survive in this unknown world of demons, roaring in this dark world, venting the pride of the human race, using blood and fire
During that period, there were sacrifices every day, righteousness every day, heroes were born every day, but we were moved and persevered every day.
The Holy Spirit Emperor suddenly smiled, but the corners of his eyes became wet.
"What's wrong with me...Spirit Race...what's wrong with you..."
The Holy Spirit Emperor murmured, and the scene in front of him evoked his memory of that year. Time and space seemed to reincarnate, and history seemed to reappear. The only difference was... his own spirit race was mixed with the demon race, but he stood beside the demon emperor.
around.
He accepted his alliance with the Demon Clan, and he had done so more than once over the years. He accepted his alliance with the Demon Clan, and never cared about it over the years. But everything was for the purpose of returning to the Qitian Continent, and to get rid of the Demon Clan.
For the final victory, for the pride of ruling the human race.
In the end, we still have to fight to the death with the demons.
But……
Why did things develop like this?
The Demon Spirit Emperor is dead, the Star Emperor is dead, the Corpse Emperor is dead, Pangu Emperor is dead, the Asura Emperor is dead, the Bone Emperor is dead, how many are left? How many can survive?
Waiting for the battle in front of you to end in a few days, where will you... go?
Is it to protect a few human races and live an ignoble existence, or to become a puppet of the demons who wantonly ravage them?
Since when did I, the Holy Spirit Emperor...become a lackey of the demon clan?