The frightening wind dispersed the thick fog, and the yellow sand covered the black sky.

There is no scorching sun, but the fire is blazing. Scarlet, the color of the earth. Fishy, the smell of the air.

Vultures and birds hovered high in the sky, overlooking the Twelve Armies of the Heavenly Realm, and the Vengeful Demon Regiment, the Holy War Demon Regiment, and the Skeleton Demon Regiment......

The weapons of the two sides pointed at each other, like dense steel needles, sharply facing each other, as if the next moment it would be like the other party inserting, stimulating the other party's body and making the blood flow.

Out on the town? Forget oneself? Weakness is beauty? Falling shy?

Where is the relaxed, free, god-roaming atmosphere of the celestial realm a hundred years ago?

Led by the twelve main gods, whether it is gods and immortals, or elves who advocate peace, they are all arrayed and ready to go. The iron boots under his feet poked into the clouds, and the armor glowed with jet-black light, which must have been soaked in the blood of some demon.

Their expressions were stern, because the great war was imminent.

On the side of the demon world, a person flew down from a high altitude. He was □□ a white horse, with a rare eight-hoofed appearance, running and flying, hunting like the wind.

The man rode to the front of the legion, and in front of the gate of the demon world, the crumbs of black wild roses fell densely on the ground, and the strange black mist swirled between the arches, just like the curls of the man's hair carried up by the wind, thick and dense, and chaotic.

He grabbed the reins, and the white horse stopped. The man stood elegantly on horseback, his eyes were purple, the corners of his eyes were shining with a silver light that showed great magical power, his lips were bright red and dripping blood, and his face was as white as a crown of jade.

"Demon King! Beelzebub! Long live Talos! Behind him came an earth-shattering cry, accompanied by the sound of the bitter wind.

The man's right hand was raised, and the cry stopped abruptly.

He slowly turned his body and smiled at the thousands of demon armies behind him.

He said loudly, "Today is the hundredth year of my demon race and the Heavenly Realm's holy war. Lust, arrogance, jealousy, rage, laziness, greed, gluttony, hierarchy and unfreedom, the fall of the heavenly realm over the millennium, the sins of the gods, I believe you are all familiar with it. While we are building in the Demon Realm, the gods are committing these sins leisurely, the jewels and tributes are their wealth that they have taken away from us, the wine and food are their devouring of our flesh and blood, and the foolish play is their trampling on our dignity! But why is this qiē? Where are they worthy of us just because they are God? Hmph, pretentious, why shouldn't we? Brothers, take out your swords, hone your magic, and fight for freedom and decay! Today is the twilight of the gods of Arthurgard! ”

Sincere, impassioned. When the Demon King's speech fell, the majestic Demon Realm soldiers straightened their backs one by one!

"Take the Heavenly Realm in one fell swoop!" Someone behind the demon king shouted.

"Take the Heavenly Realm in one fell swoop! Take the Celestial Realm in one fell swoop! The soldiers waved their weapons and repeated the word over and over again.

The Twelve Celestial Armies on the opposite side, although they stood on the clouds and were higher than the demon armies riding fierce beasts, they did not have a sense of condescension, and their gorgeous faces showed a hasty expression.

"Don't be arrogant, you traitor!" The leader opposite, with green hair and blue eyes, full of anger, drew his sword, and pointed the tip of his sword at the man riding a white horse.

Then he shouted at the Demon Legion, "I even believe the words of a traitor to the Heavenly Realm, I think you demons are all brainless fools......"

Provoke each other in front of the two armies, who is brainless?

"What a fool." Even Yumenggangde, who had always been cold and silent, spit out a word in disdain, the huge purple snake tail had fully grown, enough to surround a hill, he shook his tail, and looked at the demon king in front of him with dissatisfaction.

The man smiled, and without waiting for Vidal to finish, he drew his sword, raised it high into the sky, and then suddenly fell forward with the tip of his sword.

The demon army behind him understood what he meant, and rushed forward in an instant.

The previous battles were fought in an extremely regular manner. The two armies lined up, and the two sides only declared war after they had blamed each other, and the tactics were also correct. However, if you fight like this, you may not be able to win even if it is a thousand years old!

Therefore, soldiers do not tire of deceit. Raid and teach the other party a lesson thoroughly.

Break through the thick black fog and fly over the magma. The red light of the weapon's friction illuminated the bone wings, and the scorching air was suffocating.

Thousands of horses and thousands of armies are like arrows off the string, imminent and boundless. The monsters craned their heads and howled.

The fairy is the first soldier, always charging ahead. The gods lined up in the back row, their delicate bows and arrows raised.

The bows and arrows were all made of gold and beautifully crafted, and they are relics of ancient holy wars, which are clearly more useful for viewing than practical to the present day. They pulled their bowstrings towards the demons, and in an instant, the arrows were off the strings, black as rain, and they attacked the demon army one after another.

Seeing that the rain of swords was about to fall into the army, a tall blue shadow rushed directly in front of the demon army. The blue wings spread out, and a powerful air flow ejected, forming a wall as the huge aqua-blue glass stretched out to both sides.

The black arrows scattered all over the glass wall made a sharp sound, and then they were bounced to the ground or simply broken.

"Well done, Imise!" Hu Ji waved his wings and praised Yang comrades. Then he also gave instructions to the Vengeful Demon Legion behind him, and the Vengeance Legion was already gearing up, and immediately rushed forward, wave after wave, brandishing barbed spears and shooting through the heads and chests of the Celestial Warriors.

As soon as the sprint is over, there is room to turn around, which is to twist into hand-to-hand combat, a fight. Black and white sandwiched with scarlet mist, swirling, churning, and crashing. Attacking the hearts of the men sitting in the back watching the battle, it made people feel sick for a while.

In a hundred years of holy war, none of them were as tragic as they are today.

In the midst of the hunt, the man closed his eyes, and the trembling black eyelashes showed his inner uneasiness. It turned out that he didn't want to be so impatient and so miserable.

But a hundred years, no...... Add the previous years, a full 20,000 years.

He'd endured it for too long.

Today, this battle, this holy war, the demon world will win!

It also means that he, the new generation of demon kings, the returning demon kings, Altarus will conquer the heavenly realm in one fell swoop!

Although he closed his eyes and didn't look at it, his nose was full of blood. The man frowned and began to wander, and in an instant the taste was floral and sweet.

A bright moon hangs in the sky.

At that time, gods and demons were still mixed, and the demons had not yet reached the remote Uttenheim, and the demons and gods were just two tribes with very different concepts, occasional friction and war, living on the same land.

Therefore, the ancestors of the demon clan at that time could still see the sun and the moon.

It was the real sun and moon, not like the current Jutenheim, which also had a moon, but it was a giant disk of pearls, dragged by giants on the top of a high mountain.

Moonshine is white and flawless.

The fragrance of the evening is like a woman's body, the heart of the flower is like a sweet dimple, and the manju sawa and black roses are swaying in the breeze.

The young man's hair was continuous, glowing with a pale golden light, like the evening sun, hanging on the lawn of the water town. His eyes are half-closed and half-open, 10,000 percent pure, but they look like they are seductive and charming.

His wrists and ankles are slender, just like his body, slender and graceful, like willow branches by the river, and I am afraid that I can't resist the blowing of the spring breeze. He changed his white and slender wrists, held a rhinoceros horn comb in his hand, and knew that there was no one here, so he boldly combed his beautiful hair at the water's edge against the mirror-like water.

Boys comb their hair by the water, and it's feminine to think about it, and I can't stand it.

But the boy is really not pretentious at all, and there is no coquettishness deliberately revealed by women, but a completely refreshing beauty, just like the wind in the evening, gently Buddha into the hearts of those who watch.

He seemed to smell the scent of iris coming from his hair, and for a moment he didn't even dare to breathe.

After all, as the leader of the demon race, the king of the clan, he was fascinated by a teenager, and Talos felt that he was really embarrassed to go home.

The side of the Celestial Realm began to strain. At this time, from the rear of the Twelfth Army, two people floated in the clouds, both with silver-white cloaks and hair fluttering wantonly.

The man standing in front had a middle-aged face, and the man standing in the back had dazzling blond hair. It's Odin, the god-king, and Bald, the god of light.

Talos opened his eyes, his position was far opposite the two of them, thousands of meters away, but he recognized the figure at a glance.

The God of Light has finally appeared. Even if they didn't do anything to fight there, the warriors of the Heavenly Realm were immediately demoralized, as if they were inspired.

Therefore, if the Demon Realm can take down the God of Light, this war will be half won.

Odin's power is well known, but the god of light, as the center of gravity for protection, has never been on the battlefield.

Now that these two people have appeared on the battlefield, it can be seen that the Heavenly Realm is also aware of the danger of this war.

The warriors were red-eyed, unaware of the changes around them, and Odin raised the spear in his hand, a great magic brewing.

The sky was immediately covered with black and oppressive clouds, and lightning flashed through it, flashing an astonishing yellow-purple light, and the thunder was about to split down on the heads of the ant-like warriors below.

Heaven and earth are all in turmoil, seeing that the thunder is about to destroy this battlefield, if it is chopped down, it can't help but destroy the place, and even their own lives will be ruined.

Both gods and demons will die. The youth apple of the god of youth, the pupil, can only prolong life, but it cannot save lives.

In order to win, Odin didn't even let go of his own people. And Balder allowed him to do so.