When the line of defense of the living began to waver, the army could not advance any further. It was the undead who took over the heavy burden of the vanguard and launched the final charge that was destined to change the fate of the entire world.
The separation of life and death, the passing of ancestors and descendants, was achieved on such a battlefield, in such a way that they could not die.
In front of the wall of light formed by the Wardens and the steel line of defense formed by the knights, an inhuman army swept across the battlefield like a storm. There was not a single living person in this army — they were made up of corpses, ghosts, hollow armor, and twisted monsters. Time and the eternal war had destroyed their limbs and lives, distorted their appearance and faces, but not their souls. When such a tattered army charged forward, Hao Ren knew that things were out of his control.
Lily let out a low growl of impatience as she clawed at the ground with her giant claws. What was happening before her made her want to charge forward and fight alongside the heroic spirits. Even Hao Ren could not help but feel his blood boil, but he suppressed it with his rationality. At the same time, Geddon, the Lord of the Mountains, stopped them. "We have our own mission. This is their battlefield, we have no right to interfere."
The army of the dead and "monsters" had charged into the line of fire. They suddenly charged from the flanks of the army, half of them crashing into the death zone formed by the minions, while the other half crashed straight into the frontline of the Chaos daemons. There was no fierce battle cry, nor was there any dazzling brilliance of divine arts. These warriors who were willing to fall into the darkness to protect the mortal world only charged in silence, and then crashed into the Chaos daemons' encirclement.
A tattered flag fluttered at the top of the wave. This flag had been corrupted to the point that it was unrecognizable. It could have once been a golden flag, or it could have been the flag of the Armageddon Army. But now, it was fluttering in the wind like a rag, the tip of which was tied to a twisted and festering bone spike. But such a flag was like an unshakable mountain. No matter how many times the Chaos monsters attacked, it did not fall!
At the same time, another flag was raised in the middle of the charging troops.
The flag appeared ethereal and translucent, and the profile of the goddess on it was blurred to the point where it was hard to distinguish. It was a spiritual item, a spiritual item that had been buried with the saints, and its body had been completely weathered, leaving only the thoughts of the deceased.
The one holding the battle flag was a tall undead. He rode on a ghost warhorse, holding the flag high as he rushed forward.
The two flags gradually drew closer and finally merged together.
"Aaron! I knew it was you! " The tall revenant fought with only one hand and reached the twisted flag bearer of the Armageddon Legion. "I can't believe I can still see you after being dead for so long!"
The distorted flag bearer seemed to have heard the voice beside him. He stopped hesitantly and tried to identify the person in front of him.
"Old man, you're dead, and I'm also dead." The tall revenant looked back in the direction of the knights. "But they're still alive …"
The spiritual golden war flag suddenly tilted forward.
"Leave hope to the living! Let us old bones that have died once pave the way for them! "
The minions of Chaos were not afraid of death.
But the dead and the Armageddon Legion were not afraid either!
Just like the spirit of Collow since ancient times, an ancient adage —
Leave hope to the living.
For thousands of years, in every war against Chaos, the barrier at the border of Order was the same. Layers of defense lines collapsed, accompanied by the blood and sacrifice of countless border guards. They traded their lives for buffer time and space behind the defense line, so that the people could survive until the end of the tide of Chaos.
For thousands of years, it was the same in every secular country. When the war against Chaos ended, the destroyed kingdoms of Order became the nutrients and bricks for the new kingdoms. The surviving kingdoms relied on the resources and heritage of the dead to heal and strengthen themselves. Their rulers also knew that sooner or later, their kingdoms would also become nutrients. This was the law of inheritance in Collow.
On this battlefield, it was the same for the ancient warriors. When life and death were on the line, even the dead would rise again and fight with their comrades from thousands of years ago, leaving hope to the living.
Under the charge of an army that was equally unafraid of death, the line of defense of the Chaos monsters finally began to retreat again. The wall of death formed by the minions also began to crack. Half of the smoke column collapsed due to the impact of the army of the dead, and the ugly and decayed tentacles of Lockmarton were horribly exposed.
Horns sounded from the three magic-powered warships, echoing throughout the battlefield.
The knights and warriors of the Sanctum Expeditionary Army had a precious chance to breathe and regroup with the help of the spirits of their ancestors. When the horns sounded again, an earth-shattering roar echoed above the army. The silver-white blades once again appeared on the battlefield, and with an unstoppable momentum, they stabbed at Lockmarton's heart, the Spiral Hill.
Gurash, the Lord of Flames, and Keno, the Lord of Thunder, roared. A scorching ray and a ball of lightning crossed the battlefield, passed through the minions that had become sparse and the defense line of Chaos that had been wiped out by the army of the dead, and struck the two tentacles.
The roar echoed in everyone's mind. This roar that could shake the spiritual world meant that Lockmarton's body was finally injured. With the two tentacles severely injured, the minions finally stopped entering the battlefield.
The battle line of the Sanctum Army continued to advance and finally reached the foot of the Spiral Hill.
It seemed that the repeated provocations of the mortals had finally made the Tyrant of Nightmares lose its patience. Or perhaps Lockmarton felt threatened by the series of changes, and it finally stopped hiding.
Hao Ren suddenly felt a frightening fluctuation coming from the sky. Even his demigod spiritual world was in a trance.
With an inexplicable feeling, he looked up and saw that the clouds above the Spiral Hill had become funnel-shaped. Even the Spiral Hill itself seemed to be shrouded by a layer of fluctuating lenses, and it appeared to be constantly trembling. Behind the funnel-shaped clouds, rays of twilight spread wantonly through the clouds, dispersing the thick clouds.
One after another, huge tentacles hung down from the clouds, twisting and curling maliciously, setting off a terrifying energy storm.
One of the tentacles swept across the sky above the Spiral Hill, and the Spiral Hill shook violently as if it had awakened from a dream. Then, it silently shattered, and two-thirds of its structure disappeared into thin air.
Another tentacle swept across the sky above the Sanctum Expeditionary Army, and countless soldiers within its shadow were at a loss. Then, one after another, the soldiers mysteriously disappeared in front of everyone's eyes, becoming "products of a dream that dissipated after waking up".
This power was not something that mortals could resist at all!
"The mortals have done what they had to do," Geddon, the Lord of the Mountains suddenly roared, and countless rays of light shone from his body. "Now, it's time for us brothers to go into battle!"
Alftina, the Lord of the Winds, laughed and stepped forward. "Not only brothers, but also sisters."
The ten Wardens unleashed their full power, and the pure Light of Order formed a turbulent ocean, blocking the Sanctum Army and Lockmarton's tentacles. They then rose into the sky and flew towards the clouds!
The clouds dissipated, and Hao Ren finally saw the true face of the Tyrant of Nightmares.
It was an indescribable gigantic creature. Any language used to describe this twisted and insane creature would pale in comparison. It did not have a clear shape, and there was not a single rational structure on its gigantic body. It was like a malformed mass of flesh, and within the mass of flesh, there were many hazy areas that seemed to be between illusion and reality. There were things that looked like stars twinkling in those areas, but upon closer inspection, there was only darkness. It was like the deepest nightmare.
This strange thing just floated in the sky, and every part of its body was constantly changing. Its shape changed, its structure changed, and even its reality was constantly changing. It was as if you would never be able to see its exact side.
The nightmare of unpredictability — Hao Ren even subconsciously thought of this sentence.
After that, he jumped down from Lily's body and found a relatively open space. He opened his dimensional pocket as wide as possible and unleashed all his heavy firepower.
Flame-spitting missiles flew out from the spatial rift behind him and landed on Lockmarton's body in a beautiful arc. Giant cannons also appeared out of thin air and roared at the sky. The autonomous robots waved their long mechanical arms, and at the end of each mechanical arm was a variety of cannons and launchers that were even larger than themselves. They also joined the battle and formed a powerful firepower storm.
At the same time, slightly behind the formation, the three magic-powered warships finally came into play. As if to vent their suppressed anger and fighting spirit, the cannons on the three warships fired at the same time, and the deafening sound almost shook the clouds in the sky!
A series of attacks landed on Lockmarton's huge body, and layers of various defenses suddenly appeared around the latter. Most of the attacks were silently devoured, but a few of the attacks that passed through the defenses still burst into dazzling brilliance on the surface of the black Chaos.
Lily anxiously circled in the same place and barked at the sky. The battlefield had completely stimulated the animal in her bones. The husky maiden, who usually looked timid and silly, could not suppress her desire to fight. She felt something was brewing in her body, expanding, and almost breaking out of control. In a burst of mania, she looked up and stared at Lockmarton's body. The Light of Order on her body gradually shrank.
Then she opened her mouth and let out her loudest howl. "Arghhh —"
A huge white beam of light burst out of her mouth and penetrated Lockmarton's frontal defense, causing a huge explosion on the latter's body.
Half of the howl stopped abruptly as the latter part was scared away by herself.
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