Grigory, one of the highest commanders of the Allied Army, had been in a foul mood lately. Too many things had happened to keep him busy for the past few days, and the cause of it all was the recent theft of the demonic crystal. A group of unknown people, most likely a cunning demon, had planned the operation that night. After wreaking havoc in the camp, they stole the crystal containing the mad demonic king's last words, and even stole his house. This not only made Grigory furious, but also confused.
The crucial crystal had gone wrong right after it was transferred to his hands, and this almost turned into a major incident that would shake the unity of the Allied Army. But in the end, the few heroes managed to calm down under the mediation of the pope and the whole incident was suppressed. After that, Grigory had been investigating the secret behind the theft of the crystal. His years of war had allowed him to smell a deeper problem. But before he could find any clues, the news of the demonic army's reappearance had spread.
Grigory immediately felt that the theft of the crystal and the reappearance of Helcrown might have some connection, but now was not the time to investigate. He quickly put down everything at hand and personally led the army to the scorching and barren Second Demonic Plane.
During the rapid march a few days ago, he saw Helcrown appear in the sky. The dark and terrifying shadow made the coalition soldiers suffocate for a while. There was no way he could be wrong about that familiar and chilling atmosphere. Even though Helcrown had mysteriously disappeared in the blink of an eye, Grigory still stationed his men at the southern side of the Broken Plains, facing off against the demonic army of Serathon and Banuklaak. While keeping an eye on the demons, they also kept an eye on the rocky mountain where Helcrown had disappeared.
At that moment, Grigory was standing in front of the army, staring at the black rocky mountain in the distance, thinking about everything that had happened in the past ten years of war. Unlike the ordinary people who only had pure fear or hatred towards the demonic army, Grigory was very curious about the mad demonic king himself. He would often think about the patterns behind the actions of the mad demonic king, and seriously ponder about the impact of the mad demonic king on this world. Whether it was good or bad, he would study it. This curious curiosity was not unique to Grigory, the other six heroes and the pope often discussed this with him. In any case, the mad demonic king was a powerful opponent full of mysteries. Even after the death of this monstrosity, there were still countless secrets to be discovered.
Just then, Grigory's aide suddenly ran up to him. "General, there's a magitek signal from the rear."
Gregory snapped out of his thoughts and turned around. "What's going on?"
"A group of strange … silver-colored metal monsters appeared out of nowhere, rampaging through the sky and passing through twenty-three planes. They look like an army with a clear goal, and they might be heading towards the Demonic Plane. "
Gregory frowned. "What kind of intelligence is that? A strange silver metal monster? Are the sentries at the portal so illiterate? "
"That's the content of the communication." The adjutant spread his hands helplessly. "Those things appeared quite suddenly, and no one recognized them. General, you …"
Before the adjutant could finish, a strange roar suddenly came from the sky!
Grigory looked up in horror at the direction of the sound, only to see a huge black curtain being pulled open in the sky, and the black city that had terrorized the world for centuries was slowly emerging from the curtain!
The legion's encampment suddenly fell into a huge uproar. Even though the uproar was quickly suppressed by the veterans, a wave of panicked shouts spread uncontrollably through the entire encampment. Countless soldiers trembled as they pointed to the sky. "Helcrown! Helcrown has appeared!! "
At the same time, the demonic army on the other side of the Broken Plains was not much better than the allied army. The demons, known for their ferocity, were also the unlucky kids who were hung up and beaten by the demonic army over the past centuries. Even from so far away, Grigory could hear the clamor of the demons. The demonic king had fallen, but his might was still there!
"Full formation! Prepare for battle! " Grigory pulled out his paladin longsword, and with the blessing of magic, his roar echoed throughout the encampment. "Paladins, summon the Holy Light! Prepare the magic cannons to bombard Helcrown! "
On the other side of the Broken Plains, Serathon's hoarse and unpleasant roar echoed throughout the demonic encampment. "Hold on to your weapons! Trash! Demonic cannons, Dread Demons, Gargoyles! Assemble! Take down that city for me!! "
Be it the allied army or the demonic army, after confirming the existence of Helcrown, they did not think of any other option. They were already prepared to bring down Helcrown the moment it appeared!
There was no need to confirm the situation. There was no need to investigate. There was no need to do any unnecessary investigation or negotiation. The enemy was the mad demon king, the ultimate natural disaster that had occupied the sky of this world for hundreds of years. Any hesitation now could lead to a greater disaster. So the soldiers only needed to load the cannons and fire at the enemy!
There was no possibility of negotiation from the start.
Brilliant Holy Light instantly rose from the sky above the Allied Army of the Holy See. The powerful pale golden halo even completely dispersed the dirty clouds above them. The huge cone-shaped magic cannons were pushed to the firing position by the Adamantine Golems. The heavy cannons slowly rotated and locked onto Helcrown in the air. Blue magic power gradually gathered on the body of the cannons, letting out waves of ear-piercing screeches. The demonic army also quickly changed their formation, and the magic cannons engraved with evil runes slowly turned their muzzles to aim at the floating city. The Dread Demons flying in the air commanded the Gargoyles to form a charging formation, waiting for the cannons to break through Helcrown's shield before launching a deadly charge.
Y 'zaks and his last group of warriors stood on top of the city wall. After coming out of the alternate dimension, they saw a sudden burst of light on the plain. But Y' zaks was expressionless in the face of this scene. Of course, even if he had any expression, it was impossible to tell.
"We have seen the last portal," the MDT's voice rang in Hao Ren's mind. "Arriving in five minutes."
"Five more minutes." Hao Ren turned to Y 'zaks and nodded. "Maintain the gate at the back."
The reason why Helcrown had left the alternate dimension before the Aerymian elves arrived was to provide a dimensional traction to ensure that the elven fleet could enter the alternate dimension and drag the wreckage out. And before that, Helcrown would undoubtedly be attacked by the allied army.
"Maintain the gate!" Y 'zaks raised the black demonic sword in his hand, and the green evil runes shone at the same time. "Load the cannons, fight!"
The Fel Energy Obelisk in the sky above Helcrown City suddenly released a burst of light, and the black curtain behind the city instantly stabilized under the illumination of the light. At the same time, the Allied Army of the Church and the Demonic Army also released countless blinding rays of light!
The charged magic cannons and demonic cannons let out a shrill whistle at the same time. These weapons of war, designed to destroy fortresses, roared and poured out their power. Golden-white arcane light bullets and turbid green corrosive dark energy streaked through the air like a storm, and Helcrown was the common target of this storm.
At the same time, the spires on the outer wall of Helcrown also lit up, and countless green runic circles appeared above the spires, and a dense barrage of anti-air missiles began to meet the destructive light bullets.
Boom! Boom! Boom! The deafening sound of air explosions erupted around the city. Most of the magic projectiles were annihilated by the intercepting artillery fire of Helcrown's 666 defense towers before they could even touch the city shield. However, a small number of energy clusters still hit the energy shield. The scorching and unstable arcane and demonic energy created ripples on the energy shield. The entire city was shrouded in a brilliant light as if the end of the world was coming.
In this earth-shattering explosion, the black curtain behind Helcrown did not move at all.
Serathon swung his sword. "Dreadlord, go!"
"Bring out the city's cannons!" Y 'zaks roared, and the roar even turned some of the Dreadlords into charcoal in mid-air, and the center of Helcrown's hundred-foot high wall cracked open, and hundreds of glowing red cannons revealed their hideous faces. All of them were fully charged.
A mere Helcrown facing two huge armies, and on the surface, the disparity in military power was laughable. But when the first round of bombardment exploded in front of the two armies, Y 'zaks's laughter suddenly rang across the battlefield.
"You bastards! Believe it or not, my brother can summon a million elves to smash your ass with a phone call! "
Hao Ren was glad that Y 'lisabet had been forcibly sent back to the palace …
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