Milot, the city founded by the Darents, is also the capital of their home planet, as well as the political, economic, and military center.

In its long history, it has hardly been invaded by foreign enemies, let alone attacked by weapons of mass destruction and magic, so it is full of ancient palaces and landmarks left over thousands of years ago.

Although the two boys had destroyed part of it during the previous riot, it didn't take long for it to be repaired with the help of magic.

Exquisite!

Magnificent!

Gorgeous!

As far as the eye can see, the entire sprawling urban agglomeration is simply a perfect blend of light, shadow, art and magic.

Any outsider who sees it for the first time will inevitably feel a shock from the heart.

But unfortunately, Milot has lost the hustle and bustle of the past, and the overcrowded streets are empty, and even if there are occasional pedestrians passing by, they all exud nervous expressions.

The look and the state of mind were as if this was not the safest place for the Darrant civilization, but a place of right and wrong where war and conflict might break out at any time.

Standing on the top floor of the recently rebuilt Parliament Tower, the Speaker condescendingly looked down at the chaotic, dazed and helpless city, and asked without looking back, "How, haven't you been able to break the line laid by the Shadow Guard?"

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency, our Legion of Spellcasters has done their best, even using several superweapons, but those black mystical substances are so difficult that several attempts have ended in failure. A lawmaker replied helplessly.

As he said this, he did not forget to turn around and glance at his colleagues who were arguing fiercely.

Since most of the people and warriors at the bottom have fallen to the Shadow Guard, there is no high-ranking commander with a keen sense of war here.

I have to say that things have developed to this point, and there is no room for retreat, whether it is the Shadow Guard or the Council.

One of the two sides must fall in order to re-establish their dominance and lead the entire civilization in what direction it will develop in the future.

"What if...... I mean, if we didn't care about the damage we might do to the city, wouldn't we be able to increase our chances of victory?" the Speaker turned, his eyes shining with a chilling cold light.

Boom!

All those who heard this swallowed their saliva, some of their hands began to tremble slightly, and some hurriedly lowered their heads, as if they were afraid of something.

After a full minute, the nearest councillor took a deep breath and carefully explained: "Your Excellency, I understand your determination and will to put an end to this rebellion quickly. But the problem is that Milot is no ordinary city, and he has an indescribable and inseparable affection for the entire race. If we are the first to break this taboo, then not to mention the violent reaction of the majority of the population, the desperate counterattack of the opponent alone will be enough to cause unimaginable damage to the ecology of the home planet. ”

"Fight back, do you mean ......" The speaker seemed to think of something, and his face changed instantly.

"According to the secret records of the Council, the Shadow Guards, once they are in full force, have the ability to draw power from the Dark Lake. In addition to this time, they have one last hole card, which is to break the seal and release the god who has been sleeping for thousands of years. The councillor expressed his concern with a solemn expression.

You must know that everyone who is qualified to sit here is not the civilians on the streets outside, who know more or less the secrets of the Shadow Guard.

For example, when they were born, it was to prevent the gods from breaking the seal and waking up from their slumber one day.

This means that these guys have the technology and strength to open and seal again.

But what all the Darrants didn't expect was that the gods had not yet awakened, and these final guards, who should have been silent, turned their backs on their heavy duties, trying to get rid of the lonely and isolated life of the past, and regain their rights in the theocratic era.

What's even more terrifying is that the weapons used to restrain these guys were also taken away by a boy who had been planning for a long time.

Therefore, at the moment, the parliament does not dare to exert all its strength and directly push the other party into a corner, otherwise God knows what earth-shattering things they will do.

In the same way, the Shadow Guards understand how powerful the Council is in terms of magic after thousands of years of development, and can even outright destroy the home planet that gave birth to the Darrant civilization beneath their feet.

Just as both sides were exercising restraint and launching tentative attacks again and again, a large army suddenly appeared on the outskirts of the city.

I saw that the giants who were walking in the forefront, covered with hard metal armor, shouted behind him at the top of their throats: "Look! This is the heart of the enemy! Warriors! Do you remember what they have done to our hometown, relatives, and friends? Today, we will give everything back! There is no mercy! There is no mercy! There is no need to abide by any rules of engagement! All we have to do is kill! Destroy! Destroy! Rush! Send these vile and filthy invaders to the world where they should go!"

"Offensive !!!"

"For the sake of Gureia!"

"For Merck!"

"For the souls of the heroes who died in the war!"

All of a sudden, different languages and different slogans instantly echoed over the city.

Next Second......

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Huge war machines are the first to take the lead, throwing magical items with incredible power into the streets.

The moment it landed, almost a third of the city was overwhelmed by the rising light.

Before the two camps in the confrontation could react to what was happening, the overwhelming giants were the first to pour in, brandishing heavy weapons and killing people, whether it was a person or a building, as long as they were hit, they could basically be declared scrapped.

In addition, those shadow dragons from other worlds obscured the sky like dark clouds, spewing deadly breath downward.

Unlike most dragons' spitting of fire, frost, lightning, and the like, these black-gray energies do not harm buildings, but instead pass through all blocks, directly contact the souls of life, and then forcibly pollute and transform them into another mad form with no reason or mind.

At this time, the Darents' innate magical talents, instead of being able to protect themselves, will become a drag.

The higher the talent, the faster the transformation and the more destructive it is when you go berserk.

In the blink of an eye, the Shadow Dragons created a monster that knew nothing but killing and destroying......