No matter which plane, there was always endless cannibalism among intelligent lives. From a certain perspective, it was this history written with the blood of the same kind that drove the so-called civilization forward.
At the moment when the two torrents of people converged, almost everyone lost their superfluous feelings, leaving only the most primitive and instinctive killing actions of their bodies.
The Violent Force Legion on the capital's right flank was led by a mutated centaur who had reached the highest level of Great Demon King among the centaurs. His power was very violent. Every time he swung the hammer in his hand, dozens of people in front of him would be smashed into pieces. However, under the continuous bombardment, the centaur's movements became slower and slower. Finally, due to exhaustion, a Demon King-level general of the opponent desperately slashed on his knee. He was on the verge of collapse. The Dark Moon soldiers who were in a killing frenzy behind swarmed up, and they quickly passed the centaur. There was only a corpse full of injuries on the ground, like a tiger being gnawed into bones by countless man-eating ants.
In a large-scale charge of more than a million, the power of an individual seemed so insignificant. Only the Demon Emperor-level powerhouse who had comprehended the power of territory could have a better ability to protect himself in this environment. At least, he could escape. The premise was that there was no Demon Emperor-level opponent on the enemy's side.
The battlefield was filled with blood and violence. Those who hesitated, were cowardly, and fled would often die even faster. The soldiers of both sides were in a killing frenzy. Only a few experienced generals could maintain a clear mind and command the soldiers to use the smallest price in exchange for the greatest number of casualties.
The undead were the only ones who could maintain the "calm" state of the entire army because they didn't know what excitement or fear were except for individual masters. Especially the crazy bombardment of the skeleton magicians on the bone tower behind the undead formation, which made the first coalition legion and the second legion suffer. If it weren't for the magician legion, perhaps they wouldn't have been able to hold on.
The magician legion's magic was very sharp, but firstly, they didn't have the range increase of the opponent's bone tower. Secondly, they had to cast their magic from behind the heavy protection. They didn't dare to be fearlessly pushed to the front to attack like those skeleton magicians. They all knew that the best way to destroy these undead was to eliminate Guradam. Unfortunately, this legendary undead magician was not only powerful, but also extremely cunning. He had been hiding in the farthest bone tower. There were 2 Demon Emperor-level generals who took the risk to kill him. Before they barely broke through to the bone tower, they were torn into pieces by the hidden vampires near the bone tower.
The magic power of the Sorcerer Legion was not endless. Soon, they could only take turns to recover and attack. Bottles of energy recovery potions and even white potions that could increase magic power for a short period of time were drunk regardless of the cost to maintain the intensity of the battle. However, the potency of the potion would become lower and lower after repeated use, and the lower the purity of the potion, the more negative effects it would have on the body. Long-term dependence on potions could even lead to depression. The effects of the potion would become weaker and weaker, resulting in permanent damage to the mind or body.
Unless it was the potion with 100% purity in Chen Rui's Super System, then the damage could be avoided. However, even if it was a potion that was exchanged, the reduction in effectiveness was inevitable if it was taken continuously. Especially the higher level potions would overdraft the potential. For example, the white potion and black potion that enhanced potion must be taken at a certain time interval, otherwise it would be useless.
What made the capital's left wing suffer even more was the flying undead legion above their heads. The Dragon Rider Legion had been completely controlled by the opponent in the absence of the commander, Salgar. The magician legion, whose magic power had been greatly reduced, was getting more and more difficult to defend against air attacks. Although the melee soldiers in the front were brave, it was difficult to support under the pincer attack. The formation shrank uncontrollably, and the area of the undead was gradually expanding.
Contrary to the advantage of the Dark Moon's right wing was the Dark Moon's left wing. The Blue Lava Estate's Deputy Legion Leader, Sumen, was the former deputy legion leader of the Azure Legion. Although the soldiers risked their lives, they were still inferior to the capital's elites in terms of strength. The general at the forefront of the capital's right wing was the former coalition army's deputy commander, Pallor. The fiasco of Town Dico caused Pallor to suffer a great blow. Although his injury had not recovered, he insisted on fighting as an ordinary general. Now Pallor wanted to use the Dark Moon's blood to wash away the shame, so he was very desperate. If it weren't for the Red Blood Legion led by the Kaguron siblings to resist, the Dark Moon's left wing would have been defeated by the enemy.
The most important part of the entire battle was the middle army lineup, and the battle situation was also the most intense. There were 50,000 of the most elite imperial guards and 5 elite legions with a total of about 35,000 to 60,000. They had never been used in the previous wars. In this decisive battle, he finally used all the direct main forces, which put the Dark Moon's middle army on the opposite side under tremendous pressure.
Under Jía's command, only the Moon Shadow Legion and the Flame Legion had less than 200,000 troops. They were at an absolute disadvantage in terms of numbers, but the strength of this middle army was not trivial. This group of Flame Legion soldiers were elites tempered by Athena using the training method provided by Chen Rui. They had been transformed by the devil fruit. Whether it was their individual strength or overall cooperation, they surprised the capital's elites on the opposite side. They forcefully resisted the powerful impact of the opponent with a small number.
The Moon Shadow Legion did not have the strong close combat strength of the Flame Legion. They were mainly distributed at the rear of the Flame Legion. Tim had trained a large number of excellent archers in the Walan Fortress in Mountain Xilang. They were mixed with the medusas and had powerful long-range shooting abilities.
In the center of the archers was the magician legion commanded by Monroe, the son of Crawford, the Bloody Vine Flower Estate Lord of the Shadow Empire. This group of magicians were not undead creatures, but Crawford's reward for helping the Dark Moon solve the mineral vein problem in the Crystal Valley. Like Tim, Monroe's combat power was not strong, but his commanding ability was outstanding. The magician legion did not rush to launch large-scale magic that consumed magic power. Instead, they focused on buffing their allies for the time being. Originally, this long-range formation's defense was relatively fragile, and it was prone to air attacks. However, the dragon cavalry led by Lomont in the air made up for this deficiency well. The capital's air power was suppressed by the undead on the right wing. The sky of the middle army basically became Lomont's world. The sound of the magic bombs thrown down by the wyverns could be heard from time to time in the capital's army.
These were still within the scope of conventional warfare. What made the capital's elites palpitate the most were 2 "things".
The first was the strange metal men in the front row. There were hundreds of them. Their strength ranged from Higher Demon to Demon King. Their characteristic was amazing defense. Magic was basically useless against them. What was even more terrifying was that they had obviously fallen to the ground and "died", but they began to resurrect after a period of time and went on a killing spree unless their bodies were completely destroyed.
These were the goldmen made by Rolla. They were originally used as "housekeeping robots". After being inspired by Chen Rui, they were made into fighting machines similar to crystal puppets. The speed of the goldmen was relatively slow, and they had extremely strong anti-magic attributes. As long as their core was not destroyed, they could fight again after recovering for a period of time. They were excellent meat shields.
The second thing that frightened the capital army was the ghost-like black-robed magicians hidden in the Flame Legion. These magicians didn't have any lightning or flame attacks. They used an unpopular magic- [Corpse Explosion]. [Corpse Explosion] was one of the undead magic. It could use the strange dark elements to induce the explosion of corpses to hurt the surrounding enemies. However, the power was relatively small. However, the [Corpse Explosion] created by these magicians was much more powerful. Not only the explosion itself would hurt nearby soldiers, but the exploded corpses would also emit a strong poison, causing a large number of soldiers to be poisoned. Of course, it was the capital army that was poisoned. The goldmen at the front were not afraid of this poison.
This was no longer the traditional [Corpse Explosion], but [Poison Explosion]!
Only Guradam's clone projection could perform this kind of magic. These 5 magicians were all split projections of Guradam. Although their strength was only at the Great Demon King level, the power of the improved [Poison Explosion] was quite impressive. The only drawback was that it consumed too much spirit power, so it couldn't be performed continuously. Even so, the capital army still did not dare to get too close to the position of the magicians.
Despite this, the capital army still had the upper hand by relying on the advantage of numbers. More importantly, Obsidian, who was at the center core, had not made a move yet.
The battle situation in the center of the 2 armies was in a stalemate, while the 2 flanks were strong and weak; one retreated and one advanced. As time went by, except for the position of the center army which remained basically unchanged, the angles of the 2 flanks had rotated. The number of both sides was also decreasing sharply in the bloody battle. This was not only a contest between individual and overall combat power, but also a contest of endurance and willpower. Whoever could not hold on first would be the loser.
Although the Dark Moon Army was extremely valiant, the disadvantage of numbers gradually manifested when the overall combat power was slightly inferior to the opponent. Especially in the center army, there were less than 100 golems left now. 3 of Guradam's 5 clones were destroyed. The magician legion under Monroe had begun to take turns to rest. The number of wyverns in the air was reduced by nearly half, and all the magic bombs were exhausted. Even the medusas and archers began to have casualties. The situation was precarious.
Jía knew that once the center army was defeated, then the entire Dark Moon Army would collapse without any suspense. At that moment, she ignored the danger and personally came to the front to supervise the battle. Under the encouragement of her taking the lead, the morale of the Dark Moon Army was greatly improved.
For some reason, as time went by, the momentum of the capital army gradually weakened. Many soldiers in the center army, left wing, and right wing began to show unexpected fatigue. Their waving of weapons also slowed down. The Dark Moon Army naturally would not let go of the flaws exposed by the enemy. They stepped up the attack and reversed the previous crisis.
Obsidian, who had been observing the situation in the core of the capital's center army, finally moved. He appeared at the forefront of the front line in an instant. His murderous eyes locked on Jía's figure not far away, completely ignoring the Dark Moon Army that swarmed over.
Obsidian lifted the black cloak and slowly blocked in front of him, then he swung it. Blood rained everywhere. The soldiers in front had turned into minced meat and bones scattered on the ground in the blink of an eye. Even the sturdy golems were shattered into dozens of pieces, clearing a bloody fan shape of about 30 meters.
The awe-inspiring voice resounded throughout the battlefield, "Jía. Lucifer! A rebel who dares to go against his superior! Do you dare to fight with me! "
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