The Vulcan cannons mounted by the wyvern cavalry began to wreak havoc. The battlefield suddenly fell into a state of unimaginable silence. The 15 heavy cannons had cleared the entire front line. Following which, the troll cavalry waved their blades and shouted the name of Babalak. They launched a counterattack against the seemingly endless black mass of enemies in the distance!
At this moment, the allies' blood was boiling.
Lord Oditore waved his arm. A blue light in the sky was no less intimidating than the 12 angels fighting in the distance. More than 10 strong men fell!
Holy Sword Kelo became famous after this battle.
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"Finally, there's a sense of grandeur."
On a snowy mountain far away from the battlefield, Augustine stared quietly at the battlefield and muttered to himself.
On the plains in the distance, two armies faced each other. Even the sky was covered by dark clouds. Even the light of the rising sun could not penetrate the smoke that shrouded the battlefield.
Augustine shifted his gaze slightly. He looked at the foot of the mountain. This was the spine of the entire continent, the highest peak known as the roof of the world. There was an unimaginably violent storm at the peak where oxygen was thin. But everything was calm and tranquil beside Augustine.
He was above the world. This was the only feeling he gave others at this moment.
The battlefield in the distance flashed. Violent explosions mixed with the rising smoke and impact created an epic scene. Augustine could not help but exclaim in admiration.
Between the mountains, huge figures flew past.
The dragons had made their move.
Countless black gargoyles flew out from the Azura Forest that had been silent for a long time. The scale of the gargoyles was no less terrifying than Cridier's red beast horde!
The decisive battle known as "Judgment Day" in later generations had just begun.
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The attack of the Army of the Abyss was far more violent than expected.
From midnight to dawn, the entire allied army relied on the twelve angels, thousands of ancient trees, and various powerhouses to resist the enemy that outnumbered them by seven to eight times. Furthermore, under the charge of Oditore's First Cavalry Division, they actually managed to turn the situation around!
The troll's terrifying stamina after a long period of training was extremely important at this time. The Lambas Vatican, who had been rotated four times in the reserve team, was already on the verge of collapsing. However, Oditore still had two reserve players who hadn't gone to the frontline yet. The difference in strength was obvious.
The battle was in a stalemate, but no one had any intention of retreating. The elves had the war trees as solid meat shields. They did not allow too many enemies to get close to them. Instead, they used bows and arrows to cause the most effective damage.
However, the endless stream of red daemons in the sky played an unimaginable role in the subsequent attack. The scattered and defenseless attacks began to spread all over the battlefield. Even with the terrifying spells of a grade 10 powerhouse like Madam Vasaki, it was still difficult to eradicate them.
The casualties gradually increased.
The stalemate was broken by an army that suddenly rushed into the battlefield.
The undead army.
Once again, Eccleston stood on the battlefield. The army of the Undead Plane surged into the battlefield. Like a spear that was thrust out from the side, it charged straight into the Abyss Army's flank and ruthlessly crushed it!
Of 50,000 soldiers, three batches of the same number of troops!
The allied army suddenly had a huge advantage, and the counterattack was imminent!
But all of this immediately tensed up when a suffocating aura suddenly flashed across the abyss.
As if gushing out from the void, another army composed of skeletons and zombies rushed out from the Army of the Abyss, restraining Chris's army!
The Undead Council of Leoric!
This almost forgotten guy actually stood up at this time, and with the attitude of an enemy of the continent!
The Krillin's Blades in the hands of many were still emitting a dazzling light. The angels in the distance were like lighthouses on the battlefield, illuminating the endless enemy troops. And the seemingly inconspicuous figure was immediately locked on by many.
In the distant sky, Madam Vasaki, who was fighting with three top-ranked powerhouses, waved her staff, and a series of magic spells were launched in an instant. Her enemies were like lonely boats swaying in the wind and rain, unable to fight back. However, the enemy's numerical advantage had begun to make Madam Vasaki slightly tired.
Without hesitation, when many figures appeared beside her, the power they carried was like a comet, and there was a terrifying pressure. Only when the full power of a demigod was unleashed would people understand how terrifying it was!
In the past, many people could only look up to the level ten fighters, but now the Krillin's Blades in their hands were reaping the lives of these peerless fighters as if they were cutting melons and vegetables!
The dense elemental attacks almost dazzled his vision. But after the explosion, the many who rushed out of the smoke could end the life of a level ten fighter with a single sword strike!
"Stop him!
I can defend this place! "
Lady Vasaki had no intention of relying on the liege before her. Her snake-like hair fluttered, and her peerless countenance carried an undeniable command. She turned her head and did not say much, only nodding lightly as she flew towards the border where the undead were fighting in the distance.
"Little one …"
Madam Vasaki seemed to have thought of something. She was stunned for a moment, but then she suddenly raised her wand. A green barrier appeared and blocked the attack of a longsword. The light beam at the top of the wand pierced the attacker's chest like a sharp sword.
"Ambush … You're still far from it."
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Many figures flew towards the two armies of the undead that were engaged in a chaotic battle. In just a few minutes, Eccleston had stabilized the battle line with his spells. At the same time, he had used the bone wall to divert the undead's advance. This tactical strategy had almost immediately prevented the undead from flanking the undead army. It allowed the undead army to turn around and face the enemy head-on.
But it was destined that they would face more than just moving skeletons.
Leoric's figure was not obvious in the sea of skeletons, but no one would ignore the crowned monarch. He wore tattered armor and a bright cloak. The longsword in his hand was slightly pointed towards the ground. Leoric, who stood in place, looked at the many rushing towards him with a calm expression.
The crown on his head flickered with a strange luster.
Leoric's strength could not be considered top-notch, but at this moment, he had unimaginable power with the help of this crown!
Crown of Judgement, the last of the three sacred weapons.
Not to mention the soul or consciousness stored in each sacred weapon, just in terms of power alone, the existence of sacred weapons was not to be underestimated. Back then, Saville had used the sealed Radiant Scepter to fight Lady Vasaki at full strength and remained undefeated. The strength of the elders of the Undead Council was not to be doubted.
Krillin's Blade slashed at Leoric, but for the first time, many felt resistance!
The burst of air made many frown. The longsword in Leoric's hand was not a sacred weapon like Krillin's Blade. It could even be said that the blade in his hand was like a piece of scrap metal in comparison. It was not sharp and was covered in rust, but it did block the sacred weapon that could cut through metal like mud!
"Leoric … Is he finally willing to stand in front of the stage?"
Leoric didn't respond to those words, and instead took a step forward to stab. The black longsword in his hand left a shadow in the air, as if it was tearing space itself apart as it slashed past the sides of many dodging bodies.
Tyrannical and domineering.
Even though Leoric's strength was not shocking, the aura of a person who had been at the top for a long time allowed his attacks to be unrestrained, and he had the intention of suppressing the situation. However, many of them did not continue fighting after dodging the attack. Instead, they looked at the crown that Leoric wore in silence.
None of the sacred weapons were easy to deal with.
Leoric seemed to have confirmed many of their thoughts. The moment he charged forward, his body emitted black smoke for no reason. In an instant, it was as if he had grown a pair of wings, and he crashed into many people with the force of a thousand kilograms. His sword slashed through the air, and the sword aura caused all the skeletons and zombies around him to explode simultaneously!
It wasn't that they were severed, but that nothing he touched had a complete image, and they were completely disintegrated into pieces!
In just one round, all the figures around him were shredded by the whistling sword aura. Not a single person was left standing within a hundred meters!
Leoric's eyes emitted an indescribable red glow. He seemed extremely calm, but at the same time, there was an indescribable madness in him. The short sword in his hand continuously slashed out, clashing with Krillin's Blade countless times in an instant. However, it showed no signs of breaking. Instead, it steadily suppressed Krillin's Blade!