Chapter 536
The First Battle is the Decisive Battle, Four Parties Gather
Chapter 536 The First Battle is the Decisive Battle, and People from All Sides Gather (Happy New Year)
Late spring of the year 462 in the Gregorian calendar.
North of the Unier Mountains in Middle-earth.
A long, undulating mountain ridge stretched out in front of us, like the spine of a giant beast. Clouds and mist swirled between the peaks, and occasionally a bird would fly by, emitting a sharp cry.
On the other side in the distance lies the rift that is spewing out abyssal energy.
The Romanian Northern Legion is deploying in the mountains.
This is a large army, composed of multiple races and kingdoms.
The army advanced along the predetermined route.
At the forefront, four enormous alchemical constructs moved slowly forward. These colossal constructs, shaped like spiders and made entirely of magical alloys, clung to the steep mountain walls. The ends of their mechanical legs were sharp drills that pierced deep into the rock. Then, with a series of buzzing vibrations, the mountain was reshaped like putty.
Earth Manipulator, Earth-Shaping Spider.
Originally a strategic weapon of the Kingdom of Lorthern, used to quickly build fortifications or open roads during wartime, the Kingdom of Aura later acquired its manufacturing technology and, after some improvements, created three Earth-Shaping Spiders. The Kingdom of Lorthern then rebuilt one based on the original.
In comparison, Aura's three Earth Spiders are more lifelike than Lorthorn's.
Their movements are more fluid, their eye-like detectors rotate from time to time, scanning the surrounding environment, and their body movements are more varied, as if they have their own thoughts.
Wherever they go, the terrain is rapidly changed.
Steep slopes were leveled and turned into gentle slopes; narrow cracks were filled and formed solid roadbeds... The Earth-Shaping Spider carved through mountains and filled in water, creating a wide path for the legion to pass through the treacherous terrain.
The sky was occupied by all sorts of flying units.
The dragon is the most striking of them all.
Giant dragons of different colors coiled and weaved beneath the clouds: red dragons, blue dragons, green dragons, black dragons... Their scales reflected a dazzling light in the sunlight, and when their wings were spread, they covered a large part of the sky, casting huge shadows that swept across the ground.
Below the dragon are the flying units of other nations.
Griffin Rider, Giant Eagle Rider, Alchemy Wheel, Aerial Combat Golem...
Biological products and steel, everything is available.
Together they weave a net that covers the sky.
On the ground, a vast army is advancing along the path cleared by the Earth-Shaping Spiders.
The golem army of the Kingdom of Matna was at the forefront.
The goblins of this kingdom are short in stature, averaging less than 1.2 meters tall, but they are renowned for their profound alchemy skills, and their legions are almost entirely composed of all kinds of golems.
Humanoid battle golems, wielding halberds or heavy swords, moved in perfect unison, steam billowing from their joints; pack golems, resembling giant iron oxen, carried baggage and alchemical equipment, each step causing the ground to tremble slightly; and small, fist-sized, beetle-shaped floating golems, acting as sentinels and messengers, humming as they moved between departments under the command of their goblin controllers.
Then came the dwarves.
They were clad in full armor, each suit of armor gleaming with the distinctive textures and sheen of dwarven forging. Their battle axes and warhammers hung at their waists, and their shields were engraved with clan crests. Their steps were heavy and orderly, and even the cavalrymen's mounts were fully armored.
Moreover, all the armor and weapons are engraved with runes.
In terms of equipment manufacturing technology alone, the dwarves of Kambrook are second to none. Even the Kingdom of Aura, which has acquired the corresponding knowledge and technology, cannot surpass them in this regard. The dwarves' unique bloodline talent is something that cannot be fully compensated for by later learning.
Also, Rebos, Lorthern, and Theo Legion.
They were numerous, heavily armored, and well-organized, with the most comprehensive legion configuration, a balanced proportion of infantry, cavalry, archers, and mages, and also included golems.
But all of the above are secondary.
The largest of them all is the Aura Legion.
The Red Emperor unified the northern border, with the Kingdom of Aura at its center, the most powerful of all nations, and its development over the past few decades has been nothing short of explosive.
The Shattering Hammer Legion led the way.
This is Aura's ace unit, all of them are heavy units, with an average height of over four meters. They are clad in specially made heavy armor, with light runes to reduce weight and sturdy runes to enhance defense. Their weapons are giant warhammers or battle axes forged from fine steel, with flashing runes, or more complex alchemical weapons, such as giant axes that can spew flames, or warhammers that can release electricity.
Their weapons were all extremely sophisticated.
Crimson cavalry were scattered on both flanks of the legion.
These cavalrymen were primarily composed of men and horses, mixed with a few other types of cavalry. They were also heavily armed, uniformly clad in silver armor that provided them with extremely high physical and magical resistance. The armor was also inscribed with agile runes that would not affect their charging speed. Their lances and halberds also exuded an invincible sharpness.
Besides these elites.
There is also a human legion mixed among other non-human races.
They were all tall and strong, each one of them looking like they had been handpicked from the best warriors. Their muscles were bulging, their faces were resolute, and they could fully support their armor without it being loose at all.
This is a human force directly under Aura's command.
Unlike the humans of those vassal kingdoms, they are directly loyal to the Kingdom of Aura and are 'pure' Aura people.
The Aura Legion also contains golems.
These alchemical constructs differ from those of Matna or other human kingdoms.
They are simpler, with sharper lines, and prioritize practicality.
They are intelligent golems.
However, strangely enough, some humans or goblins were staying in the compartments on the golem's shoulder.
That wasn't a cockpit; there were no controls inside, just simple seats and observation windows. They were just gently stroking the fuselage, as if soothing a living thing. Some kobolds were circling around the golems, wiping the dust off them and checking their joints and runes.
This scene seems somewhat contradictory.
However, amidst this contradiction, there is a strange sense of sacredness.
In the sky, the dragons circled and swirled.
Among the dragons, one figure stood out the most.
The Red Emperor, Lord of Aura, Garo Ignas.
His size was larger and stronger than any of the dragons around him. Among the dragons, he was like the sun surrounded by stars. No matter how much he tried to conceal his dignified dragon might, it was still dazzling, causing the other dragons to instinctively keep their distance in awe.
Beside the Red Emperor.
The Iron Prince Sorog and the Fire Prince Samantha of Aura maintained a slightly lower altitude and course, like the Emperor's left and right arms.
"I have just held a long-distance teleconference with other coalition representatives."
Sorog's voice came from the wind.
Galos nodded slightly, signaling him to continue.
"The first battle is the decisive one, with four fronts being pushed forward simultaneously," Tie Long reported succinctly. "The decision-makers' intention is to avoid a convergence to prevent chaos and save some trouble, such as the allocation of command, overlapping supply lines, and friction between different legions."
He paused, then added:
“We have considered that even if a wartime alliance is formed, the combined forces of the parties will be too large and have never been in contact before, making it difficult to coordinate effectively.”
"Instead of causing internal friction and hindering each other, it would be better to fight separately under the premise of working together to deal with the abyss, each taking charge of a direction and maintaining relative independence. Although this would lack coordination, at least we wouldn't fight each other."
Upon hearing this, Samantha let out an excited low growl.
"I can't wait any longer. I want those people to know how powerful we are, and to understand who the future rulers of Middle-earth will be."
"After we defeat the demons, it will be their turn."
At this moment, she was completely covered in armor, even her face, like a giant steel dragon.
The armor was crafted from black and red magical metal, conforming to every curve of the dragon's body. The joints had flexible hinges that did not hinder movement, and the surface was covered with runes that shimmered with a dark luster.
She was ready for battle.
It's worth mentioning that, in addition to magical metals, her armor also incorporates materials from the Red Emperor's body, making its properties far superior to those of ordinary legendary armor.
"The more complex the plan, the more likely it is to go wrong. That's good, it's simple and straightforward. It's just launching an attack at the same time, applying pressure from four directions simultaneously. Each is fighting its own battle, but they also support each other."
"Garos said."
Iron Dragon said in a low voice, "That's true. However, after everyone is in position, those above the legendary level, especially those of your caliber like Garros, still need to talk to each other first to clarify their respective tasks and attack rhythm, so as to avoid conflict."
Galos nodded slightly.
"Perfect timing. I'd also like to see the Triple Crown of the ASEAN and the Magic Crown of the Southern Region. I've heard of them for a long time, but I've never seen them before."
Both of these are not to be underestimated.
The former, Varta Cedric, elevated all three Monk paths to the Grand rank.
It's not a simple addition, not as simple as one plus one equals two.
He even attempted to reach the Heavenly Fate level once, and although he failed, he is still among the top ranks of the Grand Masters.
The latter, Afra Russell, is a very rare spellcaster of the Grand Order.
In the entire continent of Atlanta, apart from the Holden Empire, he is the only one who has reached the Grand rank in the pure path of magic, and his achievement is beyond doubt.
Rumors say she can create things out of thin air, and can even open large portals to other planes, summon elemental legions, or even celestial legions.
Soon after.
All four allied forces arrived at their designated positions, completing the encirclement of the Abyss Rift.
The Romanian legions have crossed the Uñeir Mountains and are arrayed on the northern edge of the plain.
The Red Emperor hovered low in the sky, his gaze sweeping across the wilderness and landing on the fortress. Behind him, the Aura dragons circled in orderly formation, while on the ground, ogres, trolls, centaurs, and human legions spread out in layers, and golem formations stood silently like a forest.
The flag of the Western Legion flew on the western side of the plain.
Kel'Drog led his blue dragonflight to dominate the sky, below which lay a mixed legion of western nations. Further back, several thunderous auras could be faintly sensed—those were the Thunder Lord Ramorion and two other ancient dragons.
The Natakro Legion's square formation unfolded on the eastern side of the plain.
Besides the usual warriors and knights, the most striking figures are the legion-sized monks. They stand at the front of the formation, their breathing long and synchronized, their auras calm and unified, as if they were one with the earth.
Meanwhile, a figure sat quietly on a makeshift platform.
He was a middle-aged male monk with an ordinary appearance, the kind of person you wouldn't notice if you threw him into a crowd. But when he sat with his eyes closed and his hands on his knees, the surrounding atmosphere seemed to flow with his breath, making him look like he was at the very center of the world, with everything else revolving around him.
Varta Cedric, the Triple Grand Master of the Kingdom of Farrell.
He is the most powerful warrior monk in the Natakro Kingdom, without exception.
The Saludian Legion's positions are located in the south.
A towering magic tower hangs slightly in mid-air, about fifty meters above the ground. The tower is made of white stone and its surface is covered with glowing magic runes.
On each level of the tower, numerous spellcasters stood ready.
Below, there is a military formation composed of warriors and knights.
In terms of the proportion of spellcasters alone, the Southern Region has significantly more spellcasters than other alliances.
On the top floor of the magic tower, a figure stood by the window.
It was a human woman, dressed in a dark blue robe, the hem embroidered with intricate runes that glowed faintly with her breath.
She has a youthful and vibrant appearance, with smooth skin, and looks no more than thirty years old.
But her eyes, as blue as the deep sea and as calm as the past, seemed to have been tempered by time, letting people know that she was by no means young.
Afra, the crown of magic in the Southern Region.
At this moment, her gaze pierced through the window frame and landed on the crack in the distance. Her face showed little expression, only focused scrutiny.
Four legions surrounded the Abyss Rift from four directions, placing it in the center.
At the same time, a magical communication link connects the four directions.
The North, the Red Emperor, Garo Ignas.
The West, Lord of Thunder, Ramirez.
East, Triple Grand, Varta Cedric.
Southern Region, Crown of Magic, Afra Russell.
Besides these recognized strongest individuals, there were other people present, such as the previously elected decision-making representatives or the slightly weaker Grand Legends, but they all consciously stood at the back, handing over the current leadership to these four.
In the projection, the red iron dragon stands on the mountaintop, which is the background of his actual location.
Ramirez's projection was beside him, its illusory form still exuding a thunderous aura, with arcs of electricity leaping on its scales. Varta's projection sat cross-legged with its eyes slightly closed, but occasionally it opened them, and a glint of light flashed in its eyes. Afra's projection stood to the side, its hair moving without wind, as if it were in an energy field.
The silence lasted for two seconds as they observed each other.
Then, Afra spoke first.
"I heard the earth's painful cries."
"The energy accumulation deep within the rift is accelerating, and the spatial structure is becoming increasingly unstable. Within three days at most, there is a high probability that a new demon will descend through the rift. A month later, the size of this rift will be large enough to accommodate a great demon passing through."
"You should all understand what the concept of a Great Demon is."
She paused, her gaze sweeping over everyone present.
"We can't wait any longer."
“Every day we delay, the enemy’s strength increases, and our chances of winning decrease. We must destroy the fortress and seal the rift before the arrival of an even more powerful demon.”
On the other side, the blue dragon Ramirez grinned, revealing his sharp teeth.
The projected version of him was even more flamboyant than the real him, with lightning flashing in his mouth. He said, "Then let's fight. What are you dawdling for? The legion is in position, and my dragon subjects can't wait any longer. Although the flesh and blood of those demons are hard to eat, they are full of energy and good for growth."
As he spoke, he looked at Garus, a sly glint in his dragon eyes.
"Red Emperor, I've always wanted to see your Dragon Qi Bomb in person. I've heard it can flatten a mountain with one shot? Why don't you give it a shot at the fortress first, to give those cowards a heads-up and force them out? Heh, if it's just for show and you don't want to lose face, then pretend I never said anything."
These words... sound a bit provocative.
What is Ramirez trying to do?
Galos glanced at him and understood.
The Helmod Dragonflight had declared war on the Kingdom of Aura before it even established its own kingdom.
To others, Blue Dragon is a competitor, or even an enemy.
This guy is probably trying to play along with me, continuing the strategy we adopted a long time ago, showing hostility and mutual targeting, in order to reduce the vigilance of others and make the humans think that there is discord among the dragons, thus lowering their guard.
"Lord of Thunder..."
Galos's voice was calm, revealing neither joy nor anger. "I've also heard that when you're angry, thunder roars like the apocalypse. Why don't you let those demons taste your fury first? Your lightning has a wider range and covers a broader area, making it more suitable for clearing out the minions."
His words also carried a hint of provocation.
Seeing that the Red Iron Dragon understood its meaning, a hint of satisfaction flashed in the Ancient Dragon's eyes, further confirming that it was a dragon of the same path as itself. At the same time, Varta, the Tri-Phase Grand Dragon, opened its eyes.
The moment those eyes opened, a dazzling light flowed within them, as if stars were born and vanished in the pupils, before returning to calm and turning into a normal dark brown.
But that one momentary anomaly was enough to send a chill down the spines of everyone who witnessed it.
"inappropriate."
He spoke slowly, his voice loud and steady, "Your Majesties, please calm down."
The blue dragon bared its teeth, and the lightning in the projection intensified: "Human, what do you mean? Are you afraid that we dragons will steal the spotlight? Or do you think we're inadequate?"
His tone remained provocative.
It seems that Ramorain, the Lord of Thunder, is just a headstrong, brainless dragon, arrogant and domineering, easily provoked and easily manipulated.
Varta ignored his provocation and simply shook his head.
"It has nothing to do with popularity, it's just that the timing was wrong."
He turned to Garros and said, “Your Majesty Ignas, I have heard of your Dragon Aura Blast, and its power is indeed astonishing. But based on your previous performance and the record of battles more than forty years ago, it is probably still a bit lacking to directly destroy the Demon Fortress.”
Garos's Dragon Aura Bomb relies primarily on dragon aura.
As a Grand Monk, Varta is not a dragon and does not possess dragon aura, but the aura of all living beings ultimately converges. His perception and understanding of aura are top-notch, and his judgments are almost always accurate.
"Moreover, the Demon Fortress is too close to the rift."
“Your Majesty Ignas, please forgive my bluntness.”
“I believe you are definitely stronger than before. Forty years may not be enough for other dragons, but it is enough for you to improve a lot.”
"However, I can see that your control over Qi is not very precise. You mainly rely on a massive reserve of dragon Qi to win by sheer quantity. You have an innate racial advantage, and you have an extraordinary physique and vast dragon Qi. This is undeniable and is your talent."
"However, the fortress is currently blocking the rift. Even if your dragon energy bomb can destroy the fortress, if your control over the energy is not precise enough, the aftershocks could very well reach the rift itself."
The Three-Phase Crown said this directly, without any beating around the bush.
To say that Galus's control over ki was crude is not a denigration, but a fact.
After all, Garus's combat level is not yet legendary.
He spent almost half his life in slumber, and a dragon's slumber only increases its life level, not its pathway level.
Moreover, for dragons, all other pathways are merely supplementary.
Dragons' true strength always lies in their own bodies and claws. Garus has invested less time in training than in physical conditioning, so his current level is already a remarkable achievement.
At this moment, Afra, the Crown of Magic, took over the conversation.
"Lord Varta is right. The rift is not a simple spatial fissure; it is a passage connecting the abyss and the material world. It is inherently unstable, and if it is subjected to an excessively strong energy impact, it may stimulate its accelerated expansion, causing more and stronger demons to arrive ahead of time."
Their considerations are very reasonable.
"My Dragon Energy Bomb has evolved into the Dragon Emperor Dimension, which is more powerful than before, more destructive to space, and more precise."
"However, it is impossible to guarantee 100% that it will not affect the cracks."
Garus thought to himself.
So he nodded slightly and said to the two crowns, "That makes sense."
"To be on the safe side, I won't bombard the demon fortress or the rift indiscriminately. I'll save this move for a critical moment, or only when I'm sure it won't have any negative effects."
The Lord of Thunder tilted his head and looked at Varta, then at Afra, and finally at Garos, their eyes meeting for a second.
Galos could probably read his eyes.
[Alright, save your Dragon Aura Bomb for when it really matters! Use it on these human Grandmasters!]
"Alright, you have your reasons for being cautious."
Lamorion didn't care whether others believed it or not, and continued to uphold his rude and barbaric persona. He flicked his tail, and the lightning in the projection crackled. "However, humans, I have something to say beforehand."
"I haven't had much contact with those filthy demon scum, but it's enough for me."
"Some of them are indeed strong, with thick skin and thick flesh, fearless of death, and their fighting style is crazy and cunning. If it were an ordinary race, they would basically be sent to their deaths if they encountered a ferocious demon of the same level in a one-on-one fight."
He paused, his tone confident.
"However, that's for ordinary legends. Hmph, none of them are as strong as us dragons! Whether in the material world, the abyss, or hell, we dragons are the most powerful race! At the same level, dragons have a win rate of over 70% against any demon."
"So don't expect us to bail you out."
Ramorion's projection moved closer and said, "Let's get started. Stop dawdling. I just want to resolve this rift as soon as possible, and then... Heh, let me make this clear from the start: after the alliance ends, I'll give you time to rest and prepare. Just to be fair."
"Then, we will each rely on our own abilities to compete for the Middle-earth."
"I will show you why dragons are so powerful! Why they ruled the skies for countless ages in ancient times!"
A cunning fellow...
Garus thought to himself.
If it weren't for prior communication or a detailed understanding of Ramorion, one could easily mistake him for an arrogant and conceited dragon based solely on his current behavior, readily believing his words and underestimating his wisdom—which is exactly what he desires.
It's better to be underestimated than to be overestimated.
The humans present did not respond to the Lord of Thunder.
Lamorion's words were arrogant, but they were indeed true.
Dragons are a race that will never be underestimated, no matter what world or plane they are in.
Afra gently shook her head.
She said softly, "The demon's advantage lies not in fighting alone, but in their numbers and their fearlessness of death."
"They can withstand enormous casualties without their morale collapsing because chaos is in their nature, death is even a pleasure to many demons, and..."
She paused, her gaze fixed on the direction of the crack.
"Have any of you ever considered this question: are these demons all of them?"
"They are just pioneers."
Galos said, "An even more powerful force is yet to come; they are establishing outposts for subsequent troops to ensure the safety of the landing site."
Afra nodded.
"exactly."
“If it were just a normal natural disaster, Holden would not have abandoned Middle-earth.”
"What kind of power are they? They are an empire that can elevate all cities to the clouds, a hegemon that expands its territory in the abyss, with profound foundations and numerous powerful figures."
"Will they be deterred by a mere rift? Will they easily abandon the continent?"
Blue Dragon's smile vanished, replaced by a serious expression.
His eyes widened as he asked, "You mean, Holden knows there's something bigger here? There's another reason for the fall of their floating city? Not just a simple demonic invasion?"
Afra glanced at the blue dragon.
"The world itself is not silent, the planet beneath our feet also has a will, and I know some ways to listen."
"Amidst the cacophony of voices, I sorted out and integrated some information."
"Although vague, the direction is clear."
After she finished speaking, her expression became serious.
"Behind these demons, there is at least one lord."
"Not necessarily an Abyss Lord, but at least a Demon Lord."
There are two main types of lords in the abyss.
First, there is the Abyss Lord, who directly controls a certain level and is the supreme ruler of that level, capable of mobilizing the power of the entire level.
These lords are often comparable to true gods and are among the most powerful beings in all planes.
Second, the Demon Lord.
They have territories in the Abyss, but they do not unify any Abyss level. They are also known as secondary lords. Their sphere of influence may only be a part of a level, or a micro level.
Even so, a lesser lord is still a demon king-level being, equivalent to an immortal being.
The Crown of Magic continued, "Do not doubt my judgment."
"If we leave the rift unchecked and do not contain it, a great demon will inevitably descend within a year at most, and within three years, a demon king-level being will be able to cross over. At that time, our world will be in danger of falling."
The Lord of Thunder asked in a gruff voice, "So dangerous? Why didn't Holden do anything about it?"
"Are they just going to watch the world go down?"
Afra sighed and said, "They probably don't not want to care, but they can't."
At this moment, Hong Tielong spoke, his voice breaking the somewhat heavy atmosphere.
"Regardless of what lies behind the rift, whether it is a demon lord or an abyss lord, our goal is the same now."
“Pull out this crack and cut off its channel for projecting power into the material world.”
"When that stronger being tries to descend, it will be faced with a sealed rift, not an outpost to take a foothold."
The three-phase crown slowly nodded.
"As originally planned, the other legends will lead the legions to attack first, test the defenses, deplete their forces, and force out the demon generals. At least we will determine their general type before we make our move."
Afra also said, "In the material world, demons are not as powerful as they are in the abyss."
"This is our home ground, and the advantage lies with us. Barring any unforeseen circumstances, we will surely win this battle."
Galos glanced at her and frowned, his brow furrowing.
He never liked hearing such pronouncements of certain victory before a war.
Hong Tielong didn't directly refute, but added, "Don't be so absolute."
"These demons came prepared. We cannot let our guard down and must be prepared for a tough battle."
“Those demons are not afraid of death, but we only have one life, which is more precious than theirs, and we cannot sacrifice it in vain.”
Upon hearing these words, the other Grand Masters looked at each other with strange expressions.
Life is only once?
That's true, but it just doesn't sound right coming from Garus. Everyone here knows exactly where the title "Undying Dragon" comes from.
Afra nodded without saying anything more, which was considered as accepting his reminder.
Varta took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Then let's leave it at that, everyone."
"The strategy is set; now it's all about execution. The future of Atlanta depends on our performance going forward."
"For Atlanta, for our future."
The Lord of Thunder shook his head, and the projection began to fade.
"That's settled then. I'll keep an eye on the western front and make sure those bastards don't charge too aggressively."
He paused, then grinned, revealing a set of sharp teeth, "By the way, if that lord really does appear, don't try to take it. Let me deal with it first. I haven't fought that thing before, and I want to see just how tough a demon king-level demon really is."
The projection dissipated, and the lightning disappeared.
Afra looked at Garos, and the two exchanged a glance without saying anything more.
Then, the projections gradually disappeared.
Communication is interrupted.
The red iron dragon slowly stood up, stretched its body, and its scales made a metallic sound as they rubbed together.
The wind blew by, carrying the scent of the abyss, and the aroma grew stronger and stronger.
In front of him were several of the emperor's sons who had come of age.
They had reached the size of mature dragons, with bright scales and a strong dragon aura, while the underage ones stayed behind to protect the homeland.
"My descendants who have my blood flowing through their veins."
"Are you ready to fight for me? Are you ready to show the power of the Aura Dragon Horde to the abyss?"
He asked in a deep voice.
"Always be prepared!"
"Father, please witness our growth!"
"Let the demons taste the dragon's breath!"
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The emperor's sons responded with low growls of excitement.
Time passed by.
The next day, at noon, when the sun was at its most intense, was also the time when the abyss's aura was slightly thinner.
The call to attack sounded as expected.
Deep, resonant, and penetrating the clouds, it came from four directions simultaneously, echoing each other.
"All troops, attack!"
Following the emperor's command, the Northern Legion began its advance.
Heavy infantry marched in unison, golems activated, dragons soared into the sky, and cavalry flanked them from both sides. The earth trembled, and the sky was obscured.
at the same time.
The war machine was activated simultaneously from the east, west, and south.
Four legions pressed towards the demon fortress located in the center from four directions.
P.S.: I'm sorry I can't finish updating the climax chapters all at once this time.
Finally, Happy New Year, everyone.
(End of this chapter)