For Lu Wei, this strange thing standing in front of him naturally attracted his attention.
But Lu Wei didn't attack rashly. After all, from the current situation, the other party seemed to be … possibly … standing on his side.
Of course, Lu Wei still took a defensive stance. After all, the Fallen Druid's ability was too terrifying. Facing such an unfamiliar powerhouse, even if it was an ally, he had to be careful.
The Druid's attack wasn't limited to this. At this time, it suddenly rose into the air and opened its arms, filling the sky with 'lightning'. The lightning was like a dragon, like a snake, and like lightning, constantly twisting. This kind of magic attack was enough to cut through space and split a century.
The next instant, the lightning that filled the sky turned into solid entities. Lightning pythons, lightning dragons, three-headed hounds, and huge bears were everywhere, creating a spectacular scene.
An energy of destruction, silence, death, and severing all vitality swept out in all directions. This energy directly enveloped an area of several hundred meters. The surrounding creatures, whether it was the Underdark or the Massacre Legion, were all incomparably sluggish, not knowing what was happening around them.
"Roar!"
At this time, a Legend Gnoll in the Gnoll Army stretched out its neck and roared. Unexpectedly, it actually turned around and left!
It wasn't that it didn't want its dignity … but it was afraid. It deeply knew from the boundless lightning that it was utterly unable to withstand this strike, and if it were to forcefully go against it, then only death would await it!
Gnolls weren't afraid of death, but at this time, as a Legend powerhouse, it already knew that priests couldn't use divine spells.
Could it be …
The gods were really defeated?
Defeated at Lorci's hands?
To be able to descend to this place from another plane, they naturally wouldn't be cowards. From the start, all the creatures in the Massacre Legion clearly understood that this was a battle between gods. Moreover, the Main God had been planning for countless years. This was a victory that was bound to be won!
Of course, the situation on the battlefield had suddenly changed, and it was very likely that they would lose their lives. But for the majority of Legend powerhouses, they didn't have to worry about this. After all, even if they died, with their strength, they would be favored by the Main God and sent to their God Country.
But now, with the priests losing the ability to use divine spells, it was no wonder that some higher-ups had other thoughts.
Was it …
The Main God had already been defeated?
He was defeated by the master of the Underdark and killed by Lorci?!
If that was the case, once he died, he would lose everything and start all over again as a worm. Even his soul would be devoured and become a currency for some evil creatures.
Many of the upper echelons on the battlefield had such thoughts, but the scene before them undoubtedly surprised most of the Slaughter Army warriors.
However …
It was impossible for the other party to escape.
Crack!
With a loud bang, the legendary Gnoll was struck by the lightning bolt. Originally, it was just a simple burn, and with the strong body of a legendary, it would not die. But in the next second, its body suddenly began to swell, and colorful internal organs and blood splattered in the air. It was like a brilliant night sky in full bloom, sad and beautiful …
With the death of their companions, the remaining experts finally lost their backbone. They roared and hissed, but gradually calmed down. Although they were still indescribable with grief and indignation, they still wanted to occupy this land, but the fear in their hearts still overcame their hatred …
"Woo woo woo …"
At this moment, some of the elderly gnolls and lizardmen suddenly raised their heads and began to howl in the air. These elderly priests only used their voices to send out ripples that could be seen with the naked eye. In addition, these voices spread in all directions, as if they were telling the sorrowful order to retreat!
The Slaughter Army's confidence was completely shattered!
At this moment, the initiators who originally wanted to destroy this land were instead driven out!
The Slaughter Legion was only crazy, but they were not stupid. They had never participated in such a large-scale battle before, so naturally, they had never suffered such humiliation. At this time, many of the Slaughter Legion soldiers who were lying in pools of blood began to let out strange cries, as if they had gone mad. They began to roar and scream!
At this moment, they were mourning, regretting, and sorrowful …
"Roar!"
Following the orders of several Oracles who had high hopes in the tribe, many of the leaders also let out some mournful wails. Then, they resolutely turned around and began to rush back to where they came from.
"Woo …"
The monsters let out mournful cries and finally sped up, leaving the battlefield as if they had been reincarnated, quickly disappearing from everyone's sight …
They wanted to return to their own plane … Return to that similarly dark, ice-cold world without light!
Victory!
Seeing the Slaughter Army warriors starting to attack the rear, the allied army formed by the Underdark went completely crazy. Many Demons were so excited that they even started to attack their own bodies with weapons!
Extreme madness would cause Demons to fall into a state of mindless intellect. At this time, they were basically a malignant tumor in the team, because they didn't just attack themselves, but any lifeform that approached them would become their target.
In addition, the Dark Elves also fell into a state of madness. The Underdark was their home, and the disappearance of the gods had already caused many Dark Elves to panic. Now that the Slaughter Army had announced their defeat and started to flee, the Dark Elves' anxious hearts finally started to calm down.
But the Dark Elves clearly understood that the enemy wouldn't be afraid of this land. On the contrary, they would accumulate enough anger because of their defeat before invading this place. At that time, the flames of revenge would start to rise, and the Dark Elves and the lifeforms of this land would truly walk towards destruction.
Thus, the Dark Elves wouldn't let go of such a good opportunity. They wanted to beat them while they were down!
The horn of revenge had already sounded, and the surviving Dark Elves, Demons, and other dark lifeforms started to revel.
The Underdark was in the Abyss, and all lifeforms were used to killing and death, so they weren't sad about the departure of some of their companions. No one knew when they would die.
But to the human reinforcements, although they had won, it was a bitter victory without any cheers. They stood in place like mutes, not saying much, only sighing at their good fortune of being forcibly saved from hell.
Next was to take care of the battlefield. Although this fierce battle of life and death lasted less than an hour, the intensity of it made countless veterans frown.
Countless corpses were lying crookedly all over the ground, and countless were seriously injured and on the verge of death. Every minute, many of the injured who couldn't be rescued in time lost their lives … There were a total of ten thousand people who came to this land, and now, only seven thousand were lucky enough to survive. Three thousand would forever remain in the land of the Underdark.
Some human powerhouses who were forced to the limit did not hesitate to take berserk potions that were harmful to their bodies. Even if they won, they were now half-dead and dispirited. Many comrades who had good relationships with them in the past stroked the corpses of their good friends, tears streaming down their faces.
Tragic scenes were playing out every minute. Yan Kuan was now at the juncture of life and death …
This battle didn't just belong to men, but also to women. Many women awakened during the apocalypse and came to this land as outstanding warriors.
And now, Yan Kuan was lying in Chen Zixiu's arms, his chest panting violently like a bellows.
These two could be considered a pair of doomed lovers. Before the apocalypse, they didn't know each other. They met in the apocalypse, but because the most important person had left them before, so even if they had a good impression of each other, no one had ever broken the last layer of thin paper.
Therefore, the relationship between the two was so vague, and they didn't see each other.
And just a few minutes before the end of the war, Yan Kuan was ambushed by a Gnoll assassin. His back was penetrated, and his heart was almost crushed. If it were anyone else, they would have died long ago. But Yan Kuan was a strength-type awakened, and he held on until the moment of victory!
"Zixiu …"
Yan Kuan used all his strength to barely spit out these two words. His voice was very soft, as if full of exhaustion and powerlessness, causing Chen Zixiu to shout like crazy.
"Don't talk, don't talk, your injuries are very serious, but you'll be fine … Healer! Healer! Come quickly, a healer, this fool is about to die, someone come and save him … "
Among Chen Zixiu's awakened abilities, she could originally heal minor injuries. However, her spiritual power was exhausted, and her body was seriously injured. Not to mention healing others, even her own body had many wounds that were bleeding at this time.
There were countless injured people on the battlefield, and almost everyone needed first aid. Even if Li Siyu started to rescue them without stopping, it was still a drop in the bucket, and they couldn't be treated in the first place!
"Zixiu … I know there's no saving me … before I die … let me finish my words …"
Yan Kuan's rough face had been dyed beyond recognition by the red blood flowing from his mouth and nose, but he still forced himself to stretch out his hand, and his palm covered Chen Zixiu's face. Looking at the face that he had dreamed of, his lips trembled, and said:
"Zixiu … for the past six months … it's been so good to have you by my side … we've shared joys and sorrows, and we're so close … we've killed monsters together … Zixiu, if there's a chance in the next life … I don't want to be your comrade-in-arms anymore … I want to be your … I want to be your man …"
"There's no next life, I don't want a next life. If there's any wish, I'll work hard to achieve it in this life! You have to hold on, you have to hold on for me … I'll take you to find a healer to stop your bleeding. After you recover, I'll promise you anything. We won't be separated for the rest of our lives, and we'll be the closest companions … "
Chen Zixiu was too traumatized. For her, on the first day of the apocalypse, she witnessed her whole family being persecuted by zombies, and her boyfriend from high school was bitten in half by a crimson blood centipede in order to save her. These many blows made Chen Zixiu's heart have long lost love.
But people are not plants, and they can't be emotionless. Chen Zixiu thought that she would only be alone for the rest of her life, but after meeting Yan Kuan, her heart was awakened again. They fought every day for a common goal, and a beautiful relationship was born from pure comrade-in-arms. It's just that the two of them didn't break through the window paper …
Now that they were about to be separated by life and death, this pair of comrade-in-arms didn't have so many worries, and confessed their feelings to each other, but it seemed that it was too late …
"Well … we'll be the closest companions … I'll take good care of you …"
Yan Kuan still wanted to say something, but more and more blood came out of his mouth. Obviously, his heart, which was almost crushed, had reached its limit, and his life had also reached its end.
"Yan Kuan!"
Chen Zixiu held Yan Kuan's body and cried bitterly. Her cry was like a wolf howling under the bleak moonlight at night, echoing on the battlefield for a long time. She struggled and stubbornly held Yan Kuan's body and staggered to stand up. Her leg bones made creaking sounds, and the muscles around the wound were greatly torn. Blood kept flowing out, but she still staggered and shouted at the top of her lungs:
"Healer! Healer, come on, a healer … "
On the other side, there were also tragedies:
"Tang Qiang, Geng Zhenghua, Zhang Chuan, Zhao Chu …"
Kang Yuanning struggled to stand up. He was so sad and indignant that he couldn't speak. His throat throbbed, and he looked around, and then wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth. Finally, his body trembled, and he walked to a pile of rotten flesh next to him.
That was Zhao Chu's body …
Zhao Chu used to be so glorious, carrying countless sweet halos. She was also the goddess of countless men's dreams. However, she sacrificed herself heroically on the battlefield, trampled by an ogre, and from then on, she was filled with hatred …
This fierce battle had caused many of the younger generation of Order to be deeply wounded. Kang Yuanning had witnessed the growth of these close friends, but now … who would have thought that a battle would take away the lives of so many people?
"Kang Yuanning, don't be too sad. They died a worthy death!" On the side, a man with a broken arm and a blind eye came over and supported Kang Yuanning.
"Died a worthy death? What a worthy death … Today, three of my companions died a worthy death … Then, what about tomorrow? Next month … Will the monsters in the future be stronger and more numerous … Can we really hold on until next month … Is the fate of us awakened ones to die on the battlefield … "
In the end, Lin Xiang burst into tears. The death of too many of his companions touched his heart. He was worried and afraid. He didn't know where the road was, and he didn't know how to break through this dilemma. Although he was lucky enough to survive this time, he also saw the terrifying land of the Abyss …
Kang Yuanning was not a coward. He was even once known as the Little God of Death because he was extremely crazy when he fought, like the God of Death, giving the enemy the threat of death!
However, such a powerhouse was reduced to such a state after witnessing the battlefield in the Abyss!
In the past, when Order had always been successful, he had never felt such despair. Chen Feng's consideration was not wrong. The flowers in a greenhouse were incapable of resisting the cold. Only by placing them in the wild would these flowers be able to bloom even more beautifully.
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