The collapse of the demons had become an unstoppable torrent.
Most of the demons from the lower planes were profit-seeking fellows, especially the two kinds of demons, Yugros and Night Witches, who cared most about their own interests. Now that they had attacked the city of Modor, not only did they not get enough benefits to harvest the souls of those mortals, but they also suffered heavy losses, and many of their companions had been killed. In this case, they had no will to fight at all. Demons could never be as powerful as demons and devils. Some demons had their foundation destroyed, and it would take many years to recover.
They had decided to give up here.
Even if they still intended to attack the material plane, there were probably not many who would be willing to invade the island of Modor.
"The demons have retreated."
"Should we block the portal and catch them all?!"
The Fallen Witch's expression seemed to be eager to try, because after the demons entered the material plane, if they were killed, they might directly drop soul crystals. This was the characteristic of the creatures in the lower planes. Their bodies were originally generated by the distortion of souls. These soul crystals were of great use to the Fallen Witch, especially recently, she planned to further study the important component of the floating city — the [Arcane Puppet]!
It was an even more powerful Golem Puppet that could even cast spells.
Other Golem Puppets, whether they were Stone Golems, Iron Golems, or Diamond Golems, had strong melee abilities.
But the Arcane Puppet was not the same as these Golems. They not only had strong melee abilities, but they could also cast some spells, which required even more soul crystals.
As for the Thaling Puppet and the Mana Power Device, the production conditions were higher than these two.
"Let them go."
"If we forcibly close the portal, these demons will probably fight with us to the death, and then the loss will be even greater."
The high priest's soft voice sounded, and slowly said, "I can feel that the space barrier is getting weaker and weaker. I'm afraid there will be more challenges to face in the future. It's more important to preserve our strength for now."
On the other side.
Gloria was playing with a fiery red soul crystal in her hand, which came from a legendary level demon. The [Scorching Hell] seemed to be a little different, and the energy of the soul crystal was full of burning breath.
Perhaps Søren would be interested in it.
The scattered Evil Devils finally escaped back to the interior of the Scorched Inferno after losing nearly half of their numbers. The battlefield was littered with Evil Devil corpses.
The witches were busy collecting the spoils of war.
Mortals could not tell what was the most valuable thing on the demons. The soul crystals needed to be collected together. In the future, the golem army of Mordor City would have to rely on these soul crystals to make.
As for the other items, they had to be collected as well. When the time came, they would also have to reward those who fought bravely.
The crisis this time was finally over.
Although Søren didn't do anything, and he didn't even come back himself, Mordor City, which had been running for a long time, still survived the crisis on its own.
The city was no longer Søren's burden. It was now his most important asset.
"I'll leave the rest to you."
"The power stored in the shrine has been severely depleted. I must organize a large-scale prayer ceremony as soon as possible to restore the shrine's power!"
Without the support of the Divine Kingdom, the temple consumed a lot of energy every time it was activated.
The High Priest now had to continuously preside over large-scale believers' prayer ceremonies in order to collect the Power of Faith and make up for the huge amount of power that the temple had just consumed.
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At the same time.
In the direction of the distant Fog Forest, a great battle gradually came to an end.
The secondary demon lords from the 27th floor and the 39th floor of the Abyss, after leading an army to attack the Fog Forest for nearly a day without any results, they finally couldn't bear such a huge loss and began to gradually withdraw from the Fog Forest. Compared to the remote outer islands, the attack on the mainland was more serious because this time there were many demon lords' avatars in many places. Some were famous demon lords, and some were weaker secondary demon lords. Many of their armies had participated in the Abyss Blood War, so their strength was naturally quite powerful.
The edge of the Fog Forest was already full of demon corpses.
Compared to the Evil Devils that invaded Mordor City, the number of demons here had reached more than tens of thousands. But even so, they couldn't shake the Fog Forest at all.
Because what stood in front of them were rows of ancient war trees that had awakened from their slumber.
Treants.
The children of the Oak Tree's Father. They were awakened by Søren's ritual after sleeping for thousands of years. The ancient war trees, wisdom trees (golden oaks), and ancient treants were like a solid wall, blocking any demons that tried to attack the Fog Forest. The figures of tree spirits, flower spirits, and water spirits also appeared. These incarnations of nature's spirituality healed the wounds of the ancient trees with spells. The water spirits extinguished the fire that was ignited in the Fog Forest, and the tree spirits urged animals and plants to form a barrier.
As for the little flower spirits, they were responsible for cheering! … (Awkward ~)
"Sister."
A beautiful tree spirit in a light green dress came to the center of the forest and said to the woman on the altar: "The demon army has retreated. It seems that they have given up on attacking. "
Kalina's figure was shrouded in an emerald green light. Hearing this, a trace of joy appeared on her tired face, and she murmured: "Finally, they were defeated! … "
"This time, thanks to Søren for helping us to hold the ritual successfully."
"Otherwise," Wang Yao said.
"Without the divine power of the Oak Tree's Father and these awakened ancient trees, I'm afraid that the Fog Forest would have turned into a piece of scorched earth. My sisters wouldn't have been able to escape from the demon's clutches."
They were tree spirits.
They were the beloved children of nature, and their souls were very rare treasures to the demons.
Although they were born with the ability to cast spells, they were also limited by their own bodies. That was that they couldn't leave the ancient trees that they resided in for too long.
In other words, they couldn't escape from the demon's attack.
If they couldn't defend the Fog Forest, then the demons could just destroy the ancient trees that they resided in to kill them. Then, the souls of these tree spirits would be harvested by the demon lord and turned into his own power or a high-grade Succubus.
This was definitely not what they wanted.
"Yes!"
The beautiful tree spirit nodded in agreement. Then she stuck out her tongue and licked the corner of her mouth, as if she was missing something: "I don't know when he'll come back."
"I really miss his smell! … … That wonderful life essence! … … "
Speaking of this, the beautiful tree spirit's face was slightly red, and she whispered: "Sister. We gave him that bracelet, but he doesn't seem to use it much! "
"He has only used it once so far."
"And he even summoned Big Sister over! Should we suggest that he use it a few more times next time? "
"The sisters have injected their own power into this bracelet."
"We can get replenishment from the ancient trees that we reside in, so we don't have to worry about using up the energy in it. It doesn't matter if he uses it once a day! … … "
Karina's pretty face was also slightly red, and then she whispered: "Let's talk to him again next time."
"For now, let's repair the damage of the forest."
"The demons have destroyed a lot of trees. We need the help of the tree shepherds to restore the vitality of this forest! … … "
… … …
The second wave of the Avatar Crisis was about to end.
Some places had successfully survived this crisis, such as the City of Modor, Arendelle, the Wind Spear Hills, the Misty Forest, the City of Wizards, and so on. However, some places were still caught in a continuous war.
North of Autumnfall.
This land across the Agate River was now riddled with holes. Burned villages and camps could be seen everywhere on the plain. The cultivated farmland had been destroyed beyond recognition. The corpses of half-orc warriors and demons were mixed among them. Blood stained the land red, and everything in front of them was so bleak and tragic.
An old figure stood on the ground!
Eugene was surrounded by countless demon corpses, and there were even many high-grade demons among them. There was even a secondary demon lord from the 127th floor of the Abyss that was killed by him!
But there was no joy of victory on Eugene's face.
There was only sadness on his face.
Even this old half-orc, who was fearless even in the face of an ancient dragon, suddenly burst into tears at this moment.
He knelt on the dark red land.
He let out a roar full of depression and unwillingness. That sound seemed to reach the depths of his soul, and anyone who heard it could not help but feel a trace of sympathy.
The half-orcs were done for!
It was not easy to pay a painful price to win a piece of land from the hands of the half-elves, and the losses they had suffered were already quite huge.
Eugene originally planned to lead the clan to recuperate. As long as they were given ten years, the power of the half-orcs would grow again!
But now everything was over.
The second wave of the demons directly dragged the half-orc clan into the abyss of destruction. The two wars had consumed the adult warriors within the clan. Although Eugene led the half-orcs to defeat the demon army with his powerful personal ability, now the adult warriors within the clan were less than one-third of the past. The rest were all old, weak, women, and children. They even lost the ability to defend this land.
Dead.
All dead.
Although these half-orc warriors were evil executioners in the eyes of the half-elves, in the face of the demon army, they were warriors who fought to protect their homeland.
Their simple minds were full of muscles, but this did not affect them from fighting to the last drop of blood to protect their homeland!
The Wolf Cavalry was wiped out.
The Dark Blade and the Demon Warlock perished together.
As the most elite and most powerful seed of the half-orc clan, the half-orc sword saint led his disciples to cover Eugene's surprise attack on the secondary demon lord. He waved his sword with his bare chest and faced a powerful Balor leader head-on!
The Orc Blademaster, who originally had unlimited hope, fell. At the moment of his death, he sacrificed his life to kill a high-grade balor!
Everything was over.
The seed of the half-orcs' rise was consumed in this tragic battle.
Eugene slowly stood up.
His face looked older and older. There was no doubt that this was a worthy opponent. He did not lose to Søren, nor did he lose to the demon army.
He just lost to fate.
Because even if he was [Ascendant] Eugene, he could not stop the torrent of history of the Avatar Crisis!
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