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Also on July 12.

The Realm of the Gods, the Temple of the Three Gods.

With his azure eyes, Tyr looked at the whole world with a judgmental look that judged all things.

In the mortal world, in a valley that had long been in battle, the surrounding area was filled with patrolling holy warriors. Almost the most elite paladins in the middle of the entire continent of Ultron were drawn back.

They have been informed that today there will be a holy and righteous crusade!

In the valley, the righteous trio are ready early for their God's chosen people, ready to descend at any time. In addition to the voters, there are also the only two Sanctuary powerhouses in the entire Three Friends Alliance.

The rest is Raven's camp.

Lyra had done her best to spread the Phantom Mist early on, and unless three or more powerful gods broke out at the same time, no god in the realm would be aware of the battle that was about to break out here.

Raven stood in the middle.

The giant avatar of Tampas and the battle avatar of the Red Knight on a war horse and a spear awaited.

The six gods all stared at the huge scroll in the center.

The scroll was stimulated by some mysterious power, and the surface emitted a misty shimmer.

The weeping god Yilmat seemed a little uneasy, and asked Raven, "Is it really as simple as you say?" Are you sure you're pulling not an avatar but an ontology? ”

Raven sighed, among the three friends of righteousness/righteousness, the only one who has prejudices against him is this perverted god who only surrounds a rag all day long.

"I repeat, the matter is very simple: in a few moments, I will use the [Endless Plane Scroll] to pull out no less than one Devil King, and the three gods of justice will take action and beat them hard. With only one last breath left, everyone kicks the guy back and uses ranged attacks to make sure he dies in Bato's Hell. That's it. If you bring in too much, you really can't handle it. The Red Knight will make up for it, and if not, Tampas promises to make a move. ”

Yilmat's face was very bad: "If we can't even deal with this kind of whack-a-mole-like ambush, our three gods of justice can all fall." ”

Raven shrugged his shoulders and looked helpless: "Then what are you worried about?" ”

"I admit that your [Endless Plane Scroll] is very strong. But it will never be able to forcibly pull a Devil King who is protected by the power of Bato's Hell Plane to the main plane. It's impossible! The entire Batow plane is equipped with a super-powerful plane barrier that prohibits any non-demonic teleportation. Even if you have such a fetish. At most, send your people to Bato's Hell with relative accuracy. To pull out a king? No way! ”

"What if I really do it?"

"Then I'm ......," Yilmat was about to cast a gambling curse when Tyr stopped him.

"Raven, I have cooperated many times, I believe you."

Tyr gave Yilmat a divine idea: No matter what, we will not lose.

In the past, Tyr did not like to use his avatar to enter the continent of Ultron frequently, because the believers were often in a hurry, perhaps just asking Tyre to participate in a trial that had nothing to do with the overall situation.

Raven is different, either he doesn't speak, or it is a big event.

Even though he knew that Raven was using them to get rid of the enemy, Tyr was willing. Without it. Whatever else Raven gained, the evil beings were indeed destroyed.

Thomp, the god of courage and loyalty, knows this well. The last time he killed Gargus, the priesthood of betrayal is still hanging in the human god domain.

"How long will we have to wait?" Thom asked.

"If I'm right, it should be pretty much the same."

At the same time, as a key battlefield connecting the bottomless abyss and Bato's hell, the first layer of the nine layers of hell - Aphnanas. There is no shortage of devils in armor here.

The Bronze Fortress, which served as a forward base, was a rugged, rigid city that covered an area of about twenty square kilometers. It is also known for its twelve concentric rings of walls, each of which is home to war machines.

For any large-scale attack of demons, since Aphneras is the most likely beachhead, fortifications are always constantly built on the Bronze Fortress. The soul shells, demons, and imps who do hard labor continue to expand the city.

Of course. The fortress city had never expanded beyond thirty square kilometers, because it was too large to be scrapped by the demons......

Today looks no different than any day in the countless years of the Ultron world.

The strict Devil's Legion is still ready to deal with the arrival of the Abyssal Bloody War. The devil's behavior is chaos and teasing and convulsions, and if you are in a good mood, you will let hundreds of thousands of demons come to die, and if you are in a bad mood, you may also send hundreds of thousands of demons to death.

Anyway, the bottomless abyss is the most important thing to lack, and the middle and low-level demons are the same.

The Devil is very disciplined, but it is necessary to train a group of recruit Devils into a Devil's army with a high degree of tactical literacy. It takes not only time, but also the experience of blood and fire.

In the bronze fortress, it is common to see the middle and high-level devils as commanders scolding the low-level devils, for example, there is now a bone demon who is reprimanding a group of recruits with a sharp tone.

"Don't expect us to have a numerical advantage. The demons' stupid people can live except for being able to live. The number of demons you see in the bloody battle will definitely be hundreds, thousands of times more than the needles on your body. The only ones who can save your life are yourself and your companions. Of course, with a bit of luck, you'll also find that suddenly a few fireballs fall from the sky, burning the idiot demon that is rushing towards you into a barbecue. ”

Evergreen and rubble-strewn wastelands filled the air, with a blood-red glow, and fireballs could always be seen flying in the air, sometimes falling and exploding horrificiously.

For demons who are partially immune to fire damage, this is a sacred place to harvest souls and experience. Because the most bizarre time, it was one such lucky person, the team was destroyed, he fought to the last, and when he was about to be swallowed by the demon army and there was no bone left, suddenly a fire fell from the sky, it was a continuous fire cloud that was more powerful than a meteor fire shower. Then after a rumbling sound, the world was clean, and this lucky man was directly promoted to a high-level devil because he harvested the soul and experience in the bloody battle.

"Sir, look!" A pinprick demon suddenly alerts his boss.

"Don't interrupt me."

'Sir! "Not only this acupuncture demon, but all the acupuncture demons have eagerness and anxiety in their eyes.

The Bone Demon turned around and saw a scene that he would never forget...... Heaven and earth are silent, and a large piece is missing.

It was a terrifying scene not seen since the beginning of the year, when Asmodeus, the Lord of Hell, led the fallen angels to establish the Bato Hell in this barren plane.

There were no more tumbling red clouds in the distance.

Yes, it's just nothingness.

There is no color, no life, and even the eyes are left with nothing but misty nothingness!

The bone demon was a little suspicious of his eyes, blinked, and looked at it again.

Nothingness was spreading rapidly, a quarter of the sky was gone, and a clear line of light and darkness appeared on the desolate black wasteland, connecting with the nothingness that swallowed the sky.

It was as if there was a vertical stucco that erased all the chalk drawings on the blackboard.

The entire first layer of Hell was split in two by this strange sight.

It's like a false nothingness, and a present that seems real.

Everything that crossed the line of nothingness was gone—red clouds, scorched earth, fireballs, fleeing devil patrols, and even a frantically fleeing young black dragon with its tail cut off, and the dragon still alive howling in pain as much as it could.

That eerie sense of destruction is quite unreal.

However, this does not prevent the clever devils from judging the truth of the matter - the plane has collapsed.

Only the collapse of the legendary plane is this chaos, without color, without sound, without all perception, without an inexplicable sense of nothingness.

In the past, this would only happen in the outermost part of the multiverse of Ultron, in those unstable small planes.

Who would have thought that the Nine Layers of Hell, which had existed here for an unknown number of thousands of years since the beginning of the Primordial Years, would encounter such a thing?

This is a plane collapse! Touching that piece of nothingness is the real hell of death.

The devils were glazed over, their hearts were shocked, and their hearts were filled with unspeakable fear.

The devils live on the soul energy that fills the entire Bato Hell, and in principle they do not need to eat, and in principle, as long as they do not die in hell, they are eternal.

Living in hell day after day, accustomed to the insidious and cunning laws of hell, I once thought that such a hell would never be broken. Since the beginning of existence, it will remain unchanged until the end of the world. I never thought that such a Bato hell would also have a day of destruction.

At this moment, no devil thought that the world of Ultron was really going to be destroyed.

Not to mention the low-level little devils, even the Eight Demon Generals of Hell and the Lord of the First Layer of Hell, Baier, were speechless for a while. They are very strong, and there are many demigods among them.

However, even those as strong as they were truly felt at this moment how small life was in the face of such absolute destruction.

At this time, they suddenly received a summons from Asmodeus, the lord of hell.

"There is a danger of plane collapse on the first floor, let the main force withdraw to the second floor as soon as possible."

The devil is different from the devil and is immediately apparent.

Demons are chaotic, and when you encounter this kind of situation, don't even think about withdrawing if you don't die. But the devil's order, the devil's strict discipline, was manifested to the greatest extent at this moment.

Obviously, the sand in the hourglass of time is ten million times more precious than gold.

But under the leadership of the Eight Demon Generals and the First Layer King Bair, the most elite army of demons is rushing to the lower levels in a swift and orderly manner - simply descending an extremely high metal spire in Diss City and passing through the haze spiral staircase between the levels.

However, there are also powerful beings who have expressed great anger and resentment at the collapse of the plane.

For example, the dragon goddess Tiamat, who helped the devil army guard the first layer of hell, her dragon treasure, which is equivalent to 100 planes, is completely too late to transport away...... (To be continued......)