Fangs, claws, tentacles, flesh, steel, magical energy, swords — everything was mixed together as if thrown into a crazy meat grinder, pulling out a feast of death on the battlefield where wind howled and dust covered the sky. It was a battlefield that could only be seen in nightmares, a scene that would only appear in the old world that was shrouded in madness, darkness, and Chaos. All sorts of corrupted and strange creatures were fighting against each other — monsters were attacking, and monsters were defending. There was no strategy, order, or formation. The only goal of the participants was to destroy each other and enjoy the spoils of war in the most primitive and barbaric way. As more and more corrupted creatures were torn to pieces and smeared on the ground, the entire battlefield fell into a frenzy. Even the howling wind in the wilderness was suppressed, leaving only blind roars and all kinds of frenzied screams.
The Paladins from Fidelinopolis circled around the battlefield twice before they finally joined the fray.
At first, they tried to attack and defend the "monster army" that rushed out of the ruined camp, but all attempts at communication and cooperation failed. Both sides were completely engulfed by the frenzy. The battlefield was like a battle between beasts, unlike any battle they were familiar with. So in the end, they could only give up trying to negotiate and rushed straight into the camp, killing as many monsters as possible that came out of the storm of Chaos.
The two monster armies had completely different reactions to the sudden appearance of a third force. The monsters from the storm of Chaos were like sharks that had smelled blood. As long as a target appeared, they would bite it. Immediately, a large number of troops swarmed towards the Knights of the Sanctum. The strange army from the shabby camp completely ignored these changes. They only focused on attacking their original targets. They did not show any goodwill towards the Knights of the Sanctum, nor did they launch an attack.
It was as if the latter did not exist.
The chaotic battle lasted for a while. The number of monsters from the Storm of Chaos was so large that even if the Paladins were well-equipped and had top-notch combat power, they could not gain the upper hand in this situation. The armed priests who were flying in the air also returned to the battle formation as the battle continued. They had completed the divine blessing of the entire legion and two rounds of aerial attacks on the enemy. Their next task was to preserve themselves and prepare for the gradually increasing number of casualties. Continuing to fly in the air was too dangerous.
Leonidas, a high-ranking paladin, was one of the vanguards of the legion. He waved a heavy golden two-handed greatsword as if he was waving a burning ring of fire. This "ring of fire" vaporized three monsters of Chaos in the air, temporarily relieving the pressure on his comrades. Then he looked up and saw the battle priests descending from the sky one by one, returning to their designated positions in the battle formation.
The descent of the battle priests meant that the first phase of the battle was over. The ambush of the knights and the bombardment of the spellcasters had ended. What followed was a meat-grinder-like battle. The flesh of humans and the healing magic of the priests would become the main reliance of the army. Whether they could defeat the monsters before these powers were exhausted would determine the final outcome of the battle.
Leonidas wiped his face and raised his sword again, ready to end a large hybrid monster that was wreaking havoc on the flank. But at this moment, he suddenly saw a scene from the corner of his eye that he would never forget even after many years.
A dazzling light suddenly lit up on the horizon.
It was as if the dawn had suddenly appeared in this dark and misty nightmare world. The light quickly broke through the darkness and rose on the horizon. Then, several huge figures appeared in the light.
The figures almost made him feel as if he was looking at a scene from a religious mural. There were tall and burly stone giants covered in golden light. There was also a silver-white beast that looked like a wolf but was five to six meters tall. There was also a creature that had lava flowing on its body and steam coming out of its body like a scorching hell. There was also a ball-shaped monster that seemed to be coiled up by a giant python that rolled forward …
Above the vanguard of these huge creatures, large swathes of bats and strange machines with tentacles formed a dark cloud that covered the sky. They were wrapped in thunder and ice storms …
Before this unexpected team even got close to the battlefield, they used their actions to declare their position:
Two thick arcs of lightning leaped out from the swarm of bats, drawing two scorching chasms in the midst of the Chaos monsters. Wherever the arcs of lightning leaped, the monsters were turned into ashes, and even the ground appeared to be in a terrifying state of melting.
Vivian's unique magic — Poor Ghost Lightning — was a name she made up!
Then, two giant flaming metal arrows streaked across the sky and landed behind the Chaos daemons in a beautiful arc. After an earth-shattering explosion, two mushroom clouds rose into the air.
Hao Ren's unique magic — Exploding Humanitarian Care — was also a name she made up!
Two large-scale AoE attacks in a row had immediately attracted a ton of hatred from the mindless monsters of Chaos. The tactics that Hao Ren had come up with earlier did not work. They had pulled nearly one-third of the monsters out of the battlefield.
What followed next was a chaotic battle.
The battle was fierce. In this Forgotten Abyss that was dominated by Lockmarton, it seemed that even the most ordinary Chaos monsters were greatly strengthened. Their combat power almost doubled out of thin air. However, the cannon fodder monsters did not have a qualitative change after all.
The ten Wardens provided the decisive military force.
Even after a thousand years of weakening and a few hundred years of hibernation, the ten Wardens, including Geddon, were still able to unleash unparalleled combat power. After receiving the power of the "Celestial Disc" by chance, each of them had recovered at least seventy to eighty percent of their strength. In the eyes of these warriors who had faced Lockmarton head-on for a long time, the Chaos monsters were completely cannon fodder.
The remaining Chaos monsters were quickly wiped out by the unknown Knights of the Sanctum and torn to shreds by the "monster army" from the rundown camp.
As the smoke dissipated and the dust settled, Hao Ren began to gather the scattered autonomous drones and was about to approach the mysterious Sanctum Knights from Fidelinopolis. Just then, Y 'lisabet hopped over, the demon girl's horns still burning with demonic flames. She tugged at 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" from the rundown camp wandering blindly on the battlefield. They collected some broken weapons and wriggling chunks of flesh and blood as they let out muffled growls and growls. Then, as if they did not see the Sanctum Knights and the Wardens, they regrouped into a messy group and headed back to their camp.
Nangong Sanba tried to stop a monster to ask about the situation, but he was completely ignored.
In fact, Hao Ren felt that he should go and push his sister back first …
The mysterious Sanctum Knights quickly regrouped after the battle. They sent a team back to Fidelinopolis to report the news of their victory, while the other team stayed behind to clean up the battlefield and collect various samples. Then, a few people who looked like high-ranking priests flew out from the team and landed in front of Hao Ren and his group of "extraterrestrial reinforcements."
The leader was a dignified old man with a white beard. He wore a white robe with gold trim, held a platinum staff, and wore a metal ring engraved with runes on his head. His getup was somewhat similar to Calaxus. When the old man came before Hao Ren and his group, he looked up at Geddon, the Lord of the Mountains, in awe and shock. As a high-ranking priest of the Cult of the Goddess, he knew of the twenty-one Wardens of the Basilica Icon and knew every single one of them by heart. Naturally, he could tell that these stone giants were ten of the Wardens!
"Are you … the Lord of the Mountains?" The old man asked in disbelief. Although he had come to the Forgotten Abyss, he did not expect to meet the legendary Geddon, the Lord of the Mountains, under such circumstances. And according to the message left behind by the Pope … weren't the Wardens corrupted?
Geddon, the Lord of the Mountains nodded. "Yes. You are from the Sanctum? Why are you and your city here? "
The old man took a deep breath and calmed himself down. "We are following the Pope's instructions to enter the Forgotten Abyss to participate in the Battle of Martyrdom …"
Before he could finish, Calaxus' voice suddenly came from behind. "Verrol?"
He had been helping a few Church knights dispel the Chaos curse from the battle, and he had just rushed over when he saw the Battle Priest who had come to negotiate with him.
"Calaxus?" The old man was surprised. "Why are you here? Goddess above … I thought you died in Ansu! "
"Goddess above!" Calaxus could not hide his excitement when he saw the familiar face. "I want to ask you, why are you here? This is … Noah? Benjamin? Oplins? You're all here? "
Names came out of the high-ranking monk's mouth one after another. Calaxus looked at the bishops and holy knights behind Verrol, confused. "Could it be … that the city on the plains is really Fidelinopolis?"
"Is there a second Fidelinopolis?" Verrol asked.
Hao Ren saw that the two were about to reminisce, so he quickly interjected. "We can talk about other things later. Do you know where that army of monsters came from? I saw you fighting alongside them. "
Although he was curious about how Fidelinopolis had teleported here, Hao Ren was even more curious about this question!
Verrol looked at Hao Ren in confusion, but he was surprised to find that this seemingly ordinary stranger was the core of this team!
When he spoke, even Geddon, the Lord of the Mountains, and the other seemingly powerful warriors nodded and listened carefully.
After a brief moment of surprise, the high-ranking bishop calmed down and sighed. "They are not monsters. They were the last legion stationed in the Forgotten Abyss."
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