The things that were hidden behind the scenes were naturally unknown to the mortals of the world!
Even the great gods who stood at the peak of the world could only lower their heads in the face of greater power, silently enduring all the humiliation and torture.
If the gods were like that, then the mortals at the bottom of the hierarchy would undoubtedly be even more miserable and miserable!
With the interference of the Elven God Sylsa, the Scar of Death no longer sent out undead.
However, the undead that had entered the Magic Forest had reached an astonishing number of millions. These undead did not have the slightest intention of retreating or staying put. Under the command of the mid-to-high-grade undead hidden among them, they gathered into a terrifying wave of zombies and rushed towards the nearest elven city, Rems City.
As the main body of the zombie wave was made up of stiff zombies and skeletons, their movement speed was not fast. This gave the forest beasts, magical beasts, and elven civilians the opportunity to quickly retreat.
However, the zombie wave was not just made up of these low-level creatures. There were also some fast and terrifying ghouls, as well as a variety of mid-to-high-grade undead.
They suddenly came from the empty underground space to this Illusory Magic Forest that was rich in flora and fauna resources. They were immediately unable to restrain the thirst of their soul source for warm flesh and blood. They began to break away from the corpse tide army and began to slaughter and loot everywhere in the Illusory Magic Forest.
The entire zombie wave army was like a expanding hydra with different heads sticking out. As it approached Rems City, it constantly showed its sharp fangs to the surrounding forest.
Almost every moment, there would be dozens or even hundreds of battles breaking out in the forest around the zombie wave army. Some were provoked by the elves, some by the undead spellcasters, and some were triggered randomly …
No matter who started the battle, there was no way out for the participants. There was no other solution except to fight to the death!
To the powerful undead that was hiding behind the scenes, these millions of cannon fodder were nothing in its hands. If they could be used to exchange for a small increase in the strength of some undead elites, everything would be worth it!
As for the elves, the back-and-forth negotiations behind the scenes were still going on. If the elves could fight fiercely and not give the undead too many chances, their Goddess Sylsa would have more confidence in the negotiations.
One of them liked to trade quantity for quality, while the other had his own difficulties …
It was precisely because of these overt and covert reasons that led to a life-and-death battle between the Undead and the Elves when they met.
From the Scar of Death to Rems City, the scene of bloody battles could be seen almost everywhere. Moreover, the number of individuals that died within was uncountable.
This was the first time that the Illusory Magic Forest, which had always been tranquil and peaceful, had suffered such painful torture and trampling.
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Even though they were high up in the sky, everything that was happening in the Illusory Forest did not escape the senses of Grimm and the others.
Facing such a ferocious wave of zombies, Grimm could not help but feel shocked by the masterminds behind the scenes, even if they were not on his side.
To those super experts, this might just be a boring game.
But in a mid-level plane, it was already a huge move that could overturn the structure of the entire plane!
Moreover, through Alice's simple description, Grim was able to analyze the cause of the current situation and the direction of the future development better than anyone else. To be honest, the elves were able to survive this disaster because of Grim and the others!
If the Elven Goddess Sylsa had the time, she would not mind coming over personally to 'purify' these evil wizards. So, if they wanted to do something, now was undoubtedly the best time to do so.
With 'blessings', the giant floating ship carried Grim and the others and circled around the area where the two sides were fighting for a long time. Only when they saw the huge group of dragons breaking through the sky did they choose to sail away and go around the Central Mountain Range from another direction.
The Calan Continent was now in chaos because of them, with such a huge wave of zombies wreaking havoc. The Elven Coalition Army on the south coast was also in a tense standoff with the Pale Witches. Although they had mobilized some of their manpower, it was still difficult to stop the 'tentacles' of the zombie wave.
They had no choice. The elite army that guarded the Central Mountain Range all year round, responsible for guarding the Elven Palace, the Elven Temple, and the mysterious forbidden land, had been mobilized and rushed to Rems City day and night.
For a moment, the forces of the Central Mountain Range were unprecedentedly weak!
But this weakness was also relative.
After all, there were no weak elves or magical beasts that could stand tall in the Central Mountain Range.
The Pegasus Spring that could breed magical pegasi, the Moonlight Woodland that could give birth to holy unicorns, the Dead Wood Arch that could turn adult dryads into treant warriors, and the Dragon Cliff that was specially built for the forest dragons …
Even without the elite army sent by the Elven Palace, these mysterious forbidden lands would not easily encounter any danger. This was because each forbidden land would be guarded by a specific race's powerhouse all year round.
For example, the Pegasus Spring that the Dark Witches coveted for a long time was the highest holy land of the pegasi race.
The Pegasus Spring was located at the southern foot of the Central Mountain Range, where there was a green grassland that stretched for hundreds of miles. It was thanks to the Elves' dedicated maintenance that the Illusory Magic Forest didn't cover the entire highland grassland with dense green leaves that couldn't see the light of day.
On this vast grassland, there were nearly a thousand groups of wild horses of different sizes. Every year, there would be tens of mutated white horses being born here. Only these mutated white horses had the right to walk into the center of the grassland, bathe in the Pegasus Spring, and evolve into magical pegasi with wings on their backs.
According to the agreement between the pegasi race and the forest elves, the elves were only allowed to send a certain number of knights into the grassland to find their own mounts on the day of the pegasi's birth.
There was no coercion, no plundering. All the elven knights had to rely on their own spirit and faith to attract and reform a newly born pegasus. Only then would they have the right to become pegasi knights that soared in the blue sky!
The elven army sent by the Elven Palace could only guard the periphery of the grassland, protecting the peace of the wild horses. In the inner part of the grassland, the magic spring was guarded by a group of powerful pegasi all year round.
The so-called pegasi was actually an advanced form of the silver pegasi. From their appearance, they looked like a combination of pegasi and unicorns.
According to the pegasi race's classification, a normal pegasus was equivalent to a high-level acolyte or a quasi-wizard in the Magus World. The silver pegasus was a rank 1 extraordinary creature. The pegasus, on the other hand, was a rank 2 magical beast.
As for the pegasus race's one and only Pegasus King, it was the only rank 3 creature in the race.
Although the Sorcerers divided the Sorcerers into nine levels according to the strength of the system. However, not every species could reach such a terrifying level!
Take the pegasus for example. Rank 3 was the highest rank a pegasus could reach in their lifetime!
If they wanted to take another step forward, with their 'weak' bodies, they would not be able to bear the burden of a stronger and greater power.
Hence, the pegasus magic spring was guarded by a rank 3 Pegasus King, 17 rank 2 pegasi, and hundreds of rank 1 silver pegasi.
If it was just them, the Dark Witches and the Destiny Witches, the Crimson Family, and the floating warship would be enough to take down the pegasus magic spring. However, if the witches attacked the spring and displayed a strength that exceeded the pegasus race's capabilities, the Pegasus King would not hesitate to summon the elven army around it.
It would take the elite elven army less than half an hour to reach the spring from a distance of less than a hundred miles.
Hence, if the Dark Witches wanted to gain something from the pegasus magic spring, their actions had to be firm, and the battle could not be dragged on for too long.
If it was any other creature, it would be extremely difficult to achieve this. However, for the Magi who had mastered a lot of knowledge, this … was obviously very easy!
Forcing their way in, fighting their way from the edge of the green plains to the pegasus magic spring, fighting a bloody battle, and finally escaping with a pyrrhic victory … Magi would never stoop to such a scenario.
Magi were publicly recognized as the most evil and selfish intelligent creatures in the entire universe. They did not rely on brute force, but on their brains and evil use of all kinds of knowledge.
When the giant floating ship quietly approached the Pegasus Magic Spring, the witches in the ship's cabin began to work diligently. They were not preparing for battle, but for an unprecedentedly evil witchcraft ceremony.
After two to three months of long preparation, the Magi had already used the pegasi and silver pegasi they had captured to decipher the secrets of the pegasus race's body structure. Now, with the help of the black winged insects raised by the Dark Witches, as well as the voodoo doll created by Grimm and Endor, the Poison Centipede, the witchcraft ceremony's power was even more unimaginable.
There was no intention of descending the floating warship. The whole witchcraft ceremony was carried out five thousand meters above the pegasus magic spring.
Considering that the existence of the north wind at high altitudes was not conducive to the spread of witchcraft, the floating warship only slowly descended under Grimm's command when the witchcraft ceremony reached its final stage.
When the floating warship descended to below a thousand meters, it was almost exposed to the pegasus' vision.
As the spaceship slowly descended, large clouds of black smoke gushed out of the cabin.
The black smoke seemed to have a mind of its own. It was not blown away by the strong north wind at high altitudes. Instead, it gathered together and flew toward the lake-like pegasus magic spring.
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