In the Land of Night, the coalition forces of the Fallen Angels, the Evil Gods, and the Holy Horns are still blocked outside the Nightingale Fortress by the combined forces of the Elves and Humans, and they cannot advance. At this time, in the camp of the coalition of the Fallen Angels, the Evil Gods and the Holy Horns, Justinian, the leader of one of the coalition forces, stood on the watchtower in the camp and watched the battle ahead, but he was thinking about other things in his heart, and the expression on his face was constantly changing.

As the war progressed, the reinforcements sent from the unknown tribe in the Netherworld City made him wonder how could there be so many people in that tribe that suddenly appeared? So far, it is unknown that the tribe has sent more than a million warriors with handsome combat power, and this strength shocked him and felt a little puzzled at the same time.

Even if they were a tribe that had lived in seclusion in ancient times, with the strength they were currently showing, then their tribe had at least tens of millions of clansmen, and so many clansmen gathered together to form a powerful tribe, hidden in the Demon Yuan Continent, how could there be no news about them before?

Thinking of this, he was a little puzzled, he had suspected that these clansmen were all martyrs of the clan, and they were controlled by the enemies of that place and disguised, but through the identification of spiritual magic, he could be very sure that the souls of those clansmen were not controlled by anything, because there was no trace of soul magic on their bodies at all.

Could it be that the people of the Horned Demon Clan have known about their existence for a long time, but they have not informed themselves? This doesn't make sense, what good will the Horned Demon Clan do this? Unless it was the Nethertribe's own request, but why would the Netherworld do this? Why did Lord Theodoric do this? Justinian has always been a little confused about the appearance of the Netherworld.

Just as Justinian was thinking of this, there was a slight sound of footsteps outside the tent, and then Saint-Nazak appeared before his eyes.

"Saint-Nazak, has something happened? Has anything changed at the front again? Looking at the sudden appearance of Saint-Nazak, the expression on his face was a little solemn, Justinian temporarily put aside the doubts in his heart, paid attention to the battle in front of him, and asked with some concern.

Previously, because of the few strange beasts provided by the Netherworld Tribe, the coalition army successfully destroyed the Black Dragon Kingdom, came to the dark night land, and defeated the coalition composed of the elite army of the human race and the elf clan here, and was about to occupy the passage to the god and demon realm in the dark night land, but it was blocked by a small elf tribe. The Nightingale Fortress in front of it, which can only be regarded as a medium-sized fortress, has no more than 100,000 elves in it, but with those powerful machinery, it has blocked the army to the death.

Especially the magic fire they used, it was too terrifying. That magic fire cooperated with the magic of the elves, no matter anything, after being burned, all of them turned into ashes, even if he wanted to use the corpse of a warrior to lower the height of the enemy's wall, he couldn't do it.

What surprised him the most was that during this time, through the reconnaissance of the scouts, the enemy did not have any reinforcements at all, which meant that the materials in the fortress would be used less, but why did the enemy's materials seem to be inexhaustible, so that now the coalition forces could not help the small fortress in front of them.

He felt a headache for this small fortress blocking the way, no matter what method he used, the enemy just cowered in the fortress and did not attack, it was clear that it was delaying time, so that he also dared to let the coalition army bypass this fortress, after all, there were still people of the three clans behind the army.

"Your Excellency Justinian, nothing has changed at the front, except for something I want to tell you!" At this time, Saint-Nazak, who came to the watchtower, shook his head and said.

"What's the matter?"

"Your Excellency Justinian, the army has been wasted here for almost a month, and we must take down the fortress ahead as soon as possible, or we will be dragged on until winter. Once winter comes, the war will get even worse, and I'm afraid we will have to return to the Demon Yuan Continent. At this time, Saint-Nazak said with some concern.

"Saint-Nazak, I know about this, but," Justinian said with a frown as he heard Saint-Nazzac's words, immediately turning his attention to the current war.

"Your Excellency Justinian, if you don't transfer the Legion of Gods and Demon Knights back, with their strength, they may be able to capture this fortress in front of you?" Then Saint-Nazak spoke.

"Legion of Gods and Demon Knights! Saint-Nazak, this is impossible, and we would not be where we are now without the great armies of the Nether Tribes attracting the attention of the enemy in both the western and northern directions. Justinian's heart moved at hearing Saint-Nazzac's words, but he quickly dispelled his thoughts.

"Saint-Nazak, don't there be several legions under your son, Saint-Zachari, who are very strong, why don't you let them try?" At this time, Justinian suddenly thought of something and spoke.

"Your Excellency Justinian, you're talking about the legions commanded by General Moulin and General Gerald."

"Yes."

"This," said Saint-Nazak with some hesitation.

"Saint-Nazak, what's wrong?"

"Your Excellency Justinian, this is very puzzling, those legions did not object to any military orders before, but they refused to attack the Nightingale Fortress, even if I gave a divine order, they still refused to accept this mission! If it weren't for the response of the divine decree that proved that they were members of my people, I would have some doubts that they were not members of my people."

"Wait, Saint-Nazak, you're repeating that!" Hearing Saint-Nazzach's words at this time, Justinian suddenly thought of something and hurriedly spoke.

"Repeat? The legions under the command of General Moulin and General Gerard refused to attack" At this time, Saint-Nazak repeated what he had just said with some confusion, and then asked: "Your Excellency Justinian, what is the matter?" ”

"Saint-Nazak, do you feel that those of your people are somewhat similar to my people of the Netherworld, they all appear out of thin air, and they are not weak, and they all seem to be very old-fashioned," Justinian spoke.

"Your Excellency, you say so, and it is true, that they behave in the same way as some documents have written, as if they had been isolated from the world for hundreds of years. They are all following the rules left over from the time of the God-King, do you think they will have a relationship with the God-King? Hearing Justinian's words at this time, Saint-Nazak thought for a moment and suddenly asked excitedly.

"No, they definitely have nothing to do with the God King, I suspect that they are not the tribe that followed the God King before, but the tribe that opposed the God King back then." As Saint-Nazzac's words fell, Justinian said categorically. (To be continued.) )