Ever since the Burning Balrog was born in the Abyss, the war it experienced had never stopped. It grew from the weakest worm to the present day. At first, it was just a fight between worms, and then it became a Dretch. Just like that, for the sake of survival and strength, the Burning Balrog walked step by step until it reached the Epic level. But this time, it had an unprecedented challenge, and that was to fight against the gods!
It was understandable that the dark elves would fight against the gods in order to protect their own territory. After all, this was the other party's home. If the Gnoll army destroyed this place, the dark elves would also become lonely souls and wanderers in the Abyss.
In the blink of an eye, the order for the dark elves in the Underdark to participate in the defense battle was issued. This order could not be disobeyed because the battle was the most important battle. As long as they received the order, they had to participate.
No matter how many troops they had, if they dared not participate, they would be punished!
But at this time, the dark elves also knew what was more important. If they did not have the protection of the Underdark, once they were captured, they would all become the slaves of other dark creatures.
In fact, the dark elves did not mind sacrificing themselves because of the influence of the environment. As early as when they had just reached adulthood, the dark elves had learned how to use their bodies to maximize the benefits. But this time, the enemy was the subordinates of the God of Slaughter. They were a group of barbaric beasts that believed in slaughter and madness.
Once they fell into the hands of this kind of enemy, death might become an extravagant hope. The other party would use the craziest methods to torture the captives, and then on a certain festival, they would personally cut off the heads of the slaves to complete the sacrifice to the God of Slaughter.
The dark elves knew that they could not lose because once they lost, it meant that there would be no hope for the future!
But the Burning Flame Demon did not know why he had become a member of this defense battle. He could have stayed out of it, but this time, not only did he kill the believers sent by the God of Slaughter, but he also directly affected the other party's plan.
Apart from the dark elves, no one wanted to win this battle more than the Burning Flame Demon. Because as a member of the resistance, the Burning Flame Demon knew that if the God of Slaughter won in the end, he would be punished!
The anger of the gods was not something that ordinary demons could bear. Therefore, the Burning Flame Demon even opened a summoning channel and summoned part of his army!
The leaders of the dark elves also began to gather cannon fodder on a large scale!
At this time, they no longer cared about quality. Even some Dretches were dragged to the battlefield. There were even some Abyssal Worms that were in the evolution period. These Abyssal Worms had mastered the ability to spit acid. Although they were basically crushed, in order to increase their chances of winning, the Dark Elves did not care so much.
Not only did the dark elves live in the Dark Region, but there were also many dark creatures who relied on Lorci to survive. Today, it was time for them to repay her kindness. Apart from the hundreds of thousands of dark elves, the allied army made up of other dark creatures numbered more than a million. They were stationed at the frontlines, which was undoubtedly the area for cannon fodder.
No matter how unwilling they were, these cannon fodder had no right to refuse. Anyone who refused would be executed by the dark elves on the spot, so they had no other choice!
Apart from the dark creatures, the armies of the demon leaders also began to gather. The number of demons instantly reached a terrifying scale of hundreds of thousands.
Compared to the dark creatures who were not in high spirits, the demons were in high spirits. This was mainly because even before the battle began, the demon army's phalanx had already emitted a strong stench of blood. As for broken limbs, they were constantly flying in the air.
No discipline!
No rules!
Demons were like this. When the battle began, some low-level demons were not even worthy of being cannon fodder because they had already begun killing each other before the battle began!
Demons were irritable, malicious, arbitrary, violent, without a sense of morality, and unpredictable. They were committed to destroying and destroying everything (including their own kind) and took it as their lifelong pleasure.
Erwin was already used to all of this. Therefore, she specially arranged for the demons to be at the far right, the area that belonged to the demons. She did not expect the demons to kill many enemies. As long as they did not harm their allies, that was enough.
Time passed slowly.
However, all intelligent creatures held the weapons in their hands tightly. They were waiting, waiting for the battle that was about to befall them.
There was no declaration of war. Just half an hour later, the battle suddenly broke out!
A group of armies from the Land of Dead Silence that descended through the summoning channel appeared before the eyes of all the dark elves and warriors.
The huge allied army gradually approached the defensive line in front of them. In their field of vision were all tall enemies — gnolls, lizardmen, barbaric mammoths, and large numbers of ghouls and ogres!
Due to the power of the God of Massacre's divinity, the believers it attracted were all creatures inclined to madness. There was no doubt that the allied army exuded a terrifying aura!
Both sides did not communicate at all. There seemed to be some kind of magical tacit understanding. The moment both armies saw each other, the soldiers on both sides began to roar crazily. Then, both armies were like two tsunamis coming from different directions, fiercely slamming into each other!
The battle was on the verge of breaking out!
However, Erwin and the other leaders didn't step forward. They knew that the battle at the beginning was just a battle between cannon fodders. The battle between the real superiors would only be fought when the battlefield was covered with corpses and bones. Only then would they all step forward!
Dong dong dong!
The ear-piercing sound of war drums could be heard. The enemy had a large number of Shaman Sorcerers, and the enemy had stacked many halos on their allies. This greatly stimulated the bloodthirst of the savages. Following that, the army from the God of Massacre charged forward like crazy demons.
The first to receive the enemy's fury was the undead army numbering in the hundreds of thousands. Saruman had long since set up a layout here, carrying out the Undead Revival. Now, a large number of skeletons, zombies, headless riders, and even some dark knights picked up their weapons and charged at the enemy.
To the Bloodthirsty Legion, the Undead Legion's defense was still too weak. In just one round, the numerous Undead Legion had been cut into small, chaotic formations. This was unavoidable. The Undead Legion's defense was too weak. Those terrifying Beastmen and Ogres could often destroy a dozen Undead Legion with a single sweep.
However, the dark elves never relied on the undead. The hundreds of thousands of skeletons were just a line of defense against the enemy.
"Get ready."
"Fire!"
The command of the dark elves rang out. Then, hundreds of thousands of dark elves pulled back their bowstrings. A dense rain of arrows fell from the sky like meteors, piercing indiscriminately at the place where the undead and the bloodthirsty army intersected! 8)
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