The hedron light of the magic tower shot out into the dark sky, beams of light one after another, but they seemed scattered and hasty, mixed with terrible screams, and a lingering haze enveloped the entire city. 【Latest Chapter Reading.】[Read the text version, please go to]\\

Above the sky of the Demon Kedi City, the ruler at this moment is thousands of strange bats and all kinds of magic birds made of pure bones, and what supports them to fly is the black aura that surrounds them, which looks extremely strange.

They flew up and down the magic tower like a swarm of bees, from time to time let out a long scream, and spit out a large pool of black liquid like mercury, which is like a metal liquid that has been melted at high temperatures, which is not only extremely corrosive, but also contains an extremely heavy weight in every drop, and when it comes into contact with the magic tower, it is not splashed like water, but a hammer-like impact, and then splashes out in the violent trembling of the tower, and then smashes the surrounding stone buildings to a thousand holes.

The sturdy white tower body has been ravaged by potholes and covered with black burn marks after being attacked in turns, and the surface of the original elegant white tower body has been ravaged, covered with black burn marks, although the white stone can resist the invasion of magic elements very well, but it has no ability to resist this special attack between physical and racial abilities.

Soon, a magic tower collapsed in the ravages like a weak girl, this loud sound and rising smoke and dust seemed to indicate that the sky defense of the city of Mokodi had collapsed, more and more magnificent white towers withered in the destruction, and the huge magic crystals fell to the ground and shattered at the same time, but also set off a burst of elemental storms in the city, and the frenzied air currents and colorful death shocks expanded the original chaos again.

Luo Lan, who was standing on the back of the undead dragon, looked at all this in front of him in surprise, the undead on the Mozarod Mountains would actually have such a mutation. It is indeed unexpected, these demon birds have been buried under the Mozarod Mountains for many years, but they have been transformed and awakened by the blood of the undead, and if this reinforcement had appeared in the first place, it would have been much easier to deal with those air guards on their own. @@

He looked at the Hall of the Giant Eyes high up, and it all seemed to end sooner than he thought.

In the distance, the mountains were still collapsing like the wrath of the gods, and melodious trumpets sounded on the plains. The army of nearly 300,000 black elves was in a vain position, but except for a part of the elite legions, they barely maintained a complete formation and fighting spirit. The rest of the soldiers were all in a hurry and chaotic, originally going to attack other people's countries, but now they needed to defend their own homes, and the huge psychological gap made them even more confused for a while. [Read the text version, please go up]

After several hourglass set-ups, 30,000 elven guards armed with spears and towers unfurled at the front of the city. It formed the first line of defense, but it was extremely thin compared to the gray that was as thick as the clouds. Fragile like a veil, a piece of paper, light and fluttering, as if it could be torn and torn at any time.

The slave legions behind were even more trembling. Everyone looked at themselves with fear, the endless army of the undead that seemed to roll with the horizon, not just the ocean, but also the hurricane of endless rage, even if you looked at it, you felt crushed, defeated, crushed, and all will and morale were wiped out under this oppression that knew it was impossible to defeat but had to rise to the occasion.

But they have no choice. Thousands of terrain lizard knights are divided into several arrays. Guarding the foot of the city walls with a cold expression, blocking every retreating passage. The magistrates gasped for breath, their red-eyed eyes and their patrols behind in search of every prey that tried to retreat and escape, brutally maintaining order in the hundreds of thousands of troops.

In front of the formation, a silver-armored earth elf general was running back and forth alone with a winged warhorse, her face was full of indomitable and strong, and from time to time she waved her sword loudly to boost morale.

"Soldiers, behind us is our homeland, tens of thousands of years ago our ancestors came here to create this glorious civilization and city, tens of thousands of years later, when we sit on the shoulders of our ancestors, all we can do is to maintain her, defend her! @@

The elven guards looked at her, and the uneasiness and panic spread through the army, and the confidence and fighting spirit needed something more practical to fill in than something that could be easily reversed in a few words. And those slave legions are even more unlikely to have any resonance with the black elves.

The elven general sighed, and she looked back at the Hall of the Giant Eye, as if she wanted some faint support and courage from the magnificent building.

Mosaick stood on the inner city wall, his face deep as he stared at the magic birds flying in the sky.

Several young officers beside him were worried, and one of them hesitated for a moment and said, "My lord, will General Filia be able to control the situation?"

Mosaick looked into the distance motionlessly, and said in a deep voice, "From the moment I stood here, I had full confidence in her, because not only was she fighting, but also, and we, and the Mistress Mother. ”

"Mistress Mistress?" Most of the officers here avoided talking about the Mistress, as there had been no movement in the Hall of the Giant Eyes since the Skeleton Legion appeared, and it was rumored that the guards had seen Master Mersendor rush into the hall with his weapons half a day earlier, and since then it seemed to have fallen silent, and no orders were ever heard.

After learning that Captain Aix had been killed, a terrible thought vaguely appeared in everyone's hearts, but none of them dared to think about it deeply, or even to verify it, because they were afraid that if the speculation became true. Whether they have the faith and will to persevere, this is one of the reasons why they are willing to obey Mossaek's orders.

"You must be convinced that even if the Mokodi falls, it will never be today!" Mosaec looked at the Hall of the Giant Eye, where the building has stood since the underground elves opened up the city, and in addition to the cave temple, it is not only a symbol of supreme kingship, but also a spiritual pillar in the hearts of all elves, because for thousands of years, relying on its strength, it has resisted countless foreign invasions.

And today, will miracles happen again?

Irina climbed a magic tower, she stood in the ornate stone doorway and listened to the movement, there were two people breathing in the inner room, one was lively and powerful, the other was weak and tired, she could conclude that it should be an elderly mage and a young apprentice, from the faint footsteps, she could discern where the two people were standing now, and judging their size and height from the difference in the weight of their feet when they touched the ground, although they still entered the room, only standing a few meters away, she had a rough idea of the physical state of the two people at this time。

However, as soon as Irina wanted to push the door open and quickly shut down the two elves, the whisper inside turned into a surprise shout: "Mentor, that's the eye of the Giant Eye Hall, it, it's glowing!"

Inside the Hall of the Giant Eye.

Fifty high-level cave blood servants stood in a mysterious magic array, chanting the spells of the ancient elves, and at the very core of the circle, the mother of Bonudori was standing there, holding her scepter in both hands, looking at the sky with a reverent and solemn face like a sacrificial god, a mysterious light that exuded endless blue was piercing through the dome, enveloping her in it, her figure became blurred, as if it had merged with the light, only the two scarlet crystals embedded in the top of the staff were still clearly visible, suspended in the light.

Bonu Dori opened her lips and whispered at this time: "The Eye of Morusu, piercing through the mud of the world, crossing the fetters of heavenly punishment, controlling the laws of all things, and giving God grace to the world!"

The surrounding cave blood servants shouted together: "Control the law of all things and give the gods grace to the world!"

The voice at first seemed like a whisper, but in an instant, it pierced through the hall, shook the whole city, and then turned into a great voice that reverberated across the plains of Asmat:

"Harness the laws of all things and bring the grace of God to the world!"

The black and red pupils at the top of the giant eye hall blinked violently at this time, and the light wrapped around them stirred like boiling water, and the air was surrounded by circles of ripples visible to the naked eye, and the pitch-black pupils at the core let out a low roar, as if the ancient demonic beasts that had been sleeping for hundreds of millions of years suddenly opened their hideous giant eyes!

The panicked army on the plain was silent, and they watched the upheaval in front of them in a daze, and I don't know who suddenly shouted hoarsely, "It's the Eye of Morusu!"

Everyone immediately came to their senses, and suddenly erupted into a frenzied earth-shattering shout, which was so loud that it seemed to have set off a violent storm that swept across the plains!

The elven general's eyes were full of excited tears, her body trembled slightly, she closed her eyes, let the heat roll down her cheeks, and murmured, "Rose has not abandoned us!"

Taking a deep breath, she glanced at the sword in her hand, tightened it tighter, and then lifted it so high that she stood on tiptoe in the saddle, trying to make it visible to everyone, and shouted in a childish voice: "Soldiers, for the dignity of Morusu!"

The fighting spirit seemed to return to the elves' bodies again, and they raised their spears together and roared, "For the dignity of Morusu!"

The elven female general turned around and faced the surging sea of skeletons, her lips had been bitten unconsciously, and a trace of shocking blood flowed down, and she whispered, "Come on, you filthy skeletons!"

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