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Endless panic and turmoil have gripped the continent of Amun, where an unprecedented and bloody war is unfolding.

In the midst of the fire and ruins, the black-pressed spirit army continued to push forward, melee with the human army, shouting and killing, roaring, slashing and slashing, the sound of this war has lasted for an unknown amount of time, millions of corpses and thousands of miles of blood.

Thousands of people have been displaced by the fighting, and all are on the run in the shadow of the spirits.

In a village that has been attacked by spirits, terrified villagers flee in panic, but there are constantly backward people who are being stripped off their heads and devoured by the purple-black butchers.

"Mommy, Mommy......!" Just then, a little boy fell to the ground and cried out to the woman in front of him who was running away.

"Kid! My baby! The woman hurriedly turned her head and looked at the boy who had fallen to the ground, and at this moment, three spirits, with black flames burning on their bodies, rushed towards the boy.

"Don't!" The woman pounced and held the boy tightly in her arms.

"Huh!" Hot blood splattered from the spirit's mouth and pounced on the mother and son.

At this critical moment, the figure of the spirit suddenly froze in the air, and a wave of fluctuations came, and the three ugly guys instantly turned into powder!

The body trembled, and the woman slowly raised her head to look at the situation in front of her.

I saw a brown-haired young man in black, like a knight's uniform, standing not far away, looking like a young man of about eighteen years old, with a solemn color, holding a short cloak tied around his neck in his left hand, without any fluctuations in his golden pupils, and a brown hair fluttering slowly in the cold wind, staring at the place where the three spirits had just appeared, and then stepped forward and stretched out his hand to the woman.

"It's okay." The boy said lightly.

"Luo, Lord Rovent!" The villagers looked at the young man, trembling with excitement, and couldn't help but kneel down.

"We are saved! Mistress Rovent! ”

The boy known as Rovon looked around and saw a silver-haired girl descend from the sky and land beside him.

The girl was wearing a green dress, covered with a snow-white gauze dress, her face was as delicate as a porcelain doll, and a pair of emerald eyes were slowly turning, looking at the tragic scene around her, the girl's face showed a sad color, in this bloody world, like a peerless and independent saint.

"Adam, what about them." Rovon asked faintly.

"They're fighting the spirit generals, and it's probably going to be over soon." The girl looked at Wolfen, her face full of sadness, and she smiled softly, and her voice was as pleasant as a wind chime.

Rorient looked up, her golden pupils looking into the distance, and thousands of miles away, a huge, mountain-like figure reflected in his eyes.

"Are you going to help them against the spirit generals, the spirit king?" Rovent's eyes narrowed slightly, "Leave it to me." ”

The girl nodded, and her slender figure turned slightly, turning into a green light and disappearing in place.

With his hands behind his back, Rovon was silent for a long time, and his body moved, suddenly becoming a phantom, and then appeared a hundred miles away.

"Mistress Rorient has struck! His team must have been dispatched too! Looking at the back of Rovingt in the distance, people said excitedly.

"Oh my God, we're saved!"

At this moment, on a vast plain, the main battlefield of the war is here, and at a glance, thousands of corpses are lying in wait, and almost all humans and spirits are stepping on the river of blood, fighting to the death.

"Jing, the reinforcements of the elven clan haven't come yet!" One of the generals yelled at another general beside him.

"They've been blocked out of the Sanctuary Plains, now. Fighting spirits on the Dragon Plateau! The general shouted hoarsely.

"!" The general spat out a mouthful of blood, brandished the broadsword in his hand, and shouted, "All warriors! Rush up on it for me! ”

"For glory! For the sake of the continent of Yamon! For humanity! ”

A shocking roar erupted across the plain, and all the soldiers burst out with a death-defying roar and rushed towards the spirit army.

At this moment, a huge black light suddenly erupted from the clouds and exploded directly in the human camp, and in this instant, nearly one-tenth of the human warriors were killed.

"What?" The general looked at the scene in front of him with a shocked face.

I saw a huge figure slowly emerge from the fog of war, and the wolf-like head poked down from the clouds, scanning the human camp.

"Spirit, Spirit King......" The general swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, sweat mixed with blood sliding down his forehead.

"Bastard, bastard." The general gritted his teeth and looked at the huge spirit in front of him, the shadow of death hanging over him.

"Roar!" I saw that the wolf-headed spirit king let out a huge roar, and above his body, four arms waved, and a huge black flame sphere quickly condensed.

"Give it to me! No refund! Kill! The general roared, brandished the broadsword in his hand, and rushed head-on.

"Ahh Blood and tears mixed with sweat, and the warriors in armor let out a mortal roar, and the shaking plain seemed to tremble.

The Spirit King looked at the human in front of him with disdain, and the fireball in his hand swung down suddenly, smashing down towards the human army.

"Hiss......" Looking at the fireball, the broadsword in the general's hand did not stop at all, constantly slashing the surrounding spirits.

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared under the fireball, facing the huge fireball, the figure was as small as a grain of rice.

"Bang!" The black fireball exploded in midair, but before the power of the explosion could escape, it seemed to be contained, and the group gathered back.

Looking at the figure in the sky, the general's pupils contracted for a while, and then he trembled excitedly and said, "Rovent, Lord Roventhe!" Mistress Rovent is out! ”

"Lord Rovent is out of the gate!"

The soldiers erupted in enthusiastic roars, and some of them could not help but shed hot tears.

This figure, at this moment, looks so majestic, it seems to be able to support this piece of heaven and earth.

"Master Rovent is out of the gate, could it be that he has already crossed that realm?" A general beside the general couldn't help but say excitedly.

"Very, very likely." The general trembled and looked at the figure.

Finally looking forward to him!

At this moment, Rovingt stood in the air, looking at the Spirit King with an expressionless face.

The Spirit King lowered his head, a pair of blood-red eyes staring at Rsix tightly, and suddenly burst into a cruel laugh.

"Who do I think it is? It turned out to be you little reptile! Why, after mastering the power of magic, do you feel unusually confident? Well? ”

Rovent smiled slightly: "Your death is coming, can you still laugh so happily?" It's ridiculous, and all the while, it's just a slave. ”

"You think we're going to be human, you humans have the essence of magic? No way! Humans also want to break the rules, joke! As he spoke, one of the Spirit King's hands burned with a raging black flame, and slapped it fiercely towards Rovente, and where the palm of his hand swung, the space was torn open with a huge crack.

Looking at the hand of flames, whose fingers were bigger than his body, Rorient was expressionless and slowly raised a hand.

"Bang!"

"Huh?" Looking at the scene in front of him, the Spirit King couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"Do you think that human beings are a race that you can slaughter at will?" I saw that Ruffin easily blocked the Spirit King's space-tearing attack with one hand, and said lightly.

"You must know that we human beings are also born with self-esteem and glory!" Suddenly, Rorient's hand moved, and a transparent card shining with dazzling light appeared in his hand, and the light filled the eastern part of the mountain, turning into a huge golden sword, on which obscure runes were outlined, and a mysterious aura emanated from it with a destructive power.

"Now, let this artifact be used to give humanity judgment on you arrogant creatures!" As he spoke, Rorient swung the great sword in his hand, and the golden flames burned above the great sword, slashing at the Spirit King.

"I, I don't believe it! You humans can disobey your master's wishes! The Spirit King roared, flames rising from his hands, and slammed into Ruffin's head.

The furious black light collided violently, and in this chaotic heaven and earth, it was like a thunderbolt, exploding the whole world.

On that plain, above that plateau, in that valley.

The battle continues, this is not a war of one person, this is the battle of all mankind, this is the battle of all races.

A battle that did not go down in history.