Yingli Mountain is a mountain, but it is not a mountain.

It is said that it is a mountain, because looking up in front of the mountain, the peaks are high and steep, and the smoke clouds pierce straight up; It is said that it is not a mountain, because a moment ago it was only a desert in front of everyone, but in the blink of an eye, there are such majestic mountains.

"Mount Heroic is actually the resting place given to Bimon by the god of war, outside the main plane, and the only entrance is controlled by the temple, which is only opened during the battle for supremacy and the funeral of the former king."

Like a competent guide, Catherine leaned close to Moriarty and whispered. On the other side, Margaret, who also insists on joining the battle for supremacy, is determined to live and die with her family.

was just sandwiched by the two sisters of the Midamoya family at the same time, even if Moriarty was wearing an inconspicuous dark gray robe, he became the third focus on the field for a while, causing a large number of Junker nobles and temple people around him to watch and frown.

"That's him!"

At the same moment, Prince Barbarossa, who was not far away, and Count Silvet, who was watching the battle, secretly shouted in their hearts at the same time.

Sure enough, it's a person from Midamoa, but it's a mysterious master who is a complete stranger...

Silvet, on the other hand, was only amazed; But Barbarosa is really deeply jealous, and a pair of red eyes are even more firmly focused on the "spoiler", as if he wants to see through the other party and see death!

"A full-fledged half-plane... Maybe maybe even an enclave in the kingdom of the god of war, or a hint of tentacles..."

Ignoring the commotion of the outside world, Moriarty just carefully observed the Heroic Mountain in front of him. He may also be the first human to see the true face of Mount Martyr with his own eyes.

"Alright, the Holy Mountain has been opened, and the two Vyors can enter."

Presiding over the "Initiation Ceremony" was the sixteenth-level Grand Shaman Innod, who was also the leader of the temple, and was only slightly inferior to the king in the kingdom of Bimon. But it also holds the most sacred religious discourse and the supreme power to worship the god of war, which is the greatest power to balance the king.

"Yes."

I don't see the arrogance of the past. Barbarossa bowed deeply to Innod honestly, and then led the army that had been lined up to Mount Martyr surrounded by clouds. Of course, the prince still did not forget to cast a cold glance at his rivals, although he was speechless, but the audience felt a rolling killing intent.

"Sure enough..."The legion that watched Barbarosa quickly and strangely disappear into the mist of the Heroic Mountain, and there was no trace of it, and it was impossible to detect the breath of existence, as if it had completely disappeared from the world. Moriarty nodded slightly: "It seems to be seamless, but as long as you cross a certain line, it is equivalent to a spatial transfer, and it is indeed going to the world outside the main plane..."

"For the glory of the god of war!" At this time, the Duke of Midamoa's expression was still calm, and he also saluted the temple leader respectfully.

"Good, go ahead."

As the most important presiding officer of the battle for supremacy, Innovad should maintain absolute impartiality and impartiality. But actually, in the face of the duke. Although the great shaman only replied very simply, his attitude was obviously much better than that of Barbarossa.

Perhaps, it was because there were rumors in the upper echelons of Bimeng that the old king was actually assassinated and killed by Barbarossa, so the great shaman was indifferent to the patricide suspect.

Naturally, Innold's "differential treatment" will also affect the psychology of the Beamon authorities present, and invisibly benefit the duke's side.

"Yes, Your Excellency."

He bowed deeply. The Duke of Midamoya led his legion to Mount Martyr.

As Moriarty expected. When he finally set foot in the confines of the sacred mountain of Bimon, he immediately felt that time and space had shifted silently. Such a change is slight and extremely rapid, and can only be perceived by those above the extreme, but not at all by ordinary professionals. Even looking back, you can see the many Bimunjunk and temple shamans waiting outside the mountain, which is truly a miracle of the world.

But look further into the Heroic Mountain. But only a cloud and mist could be seen, and there was not the slightest shadow of the Barbarosa Army. And as if with self-awareness and wisdom, when the Duke's army had only entered the Martyr's Mountain, Moriarty suddenly felt a flicker in front of him, and at the same time a magnificent and strange power descended. Everyone, including the Extreme Path powerhouse, involuntarily was transferred to the space again under the traction of this force.

When a moment later. When the vast gray mist that obscured the view cleared again, the legion appeared in front of a bare wilderness, and there was no longer a shadow of mountain peaks.

"We have entered the first martyr's battlefield. Get ready for battle! ”

Clausewitz reacted quickly, and immediately began to exercise the authority of a field commander, giving loud orders.

Immediately, the regiments that were originally marching in the army quickly adjusted their positions and put on a standard battle attack formation.

"The rules here are very special... There is some kind of divine power running through, and there are traces of death power and negative energy everywhere... Intertwined and mixed with each other, turning this half-plane into a half-undead land of a human being... However, despite the power of death, the rules here are extremely hostile to similar forces from outside... Could it be that the hand of the god of war has even reached into the realm of death, making some kind of attempt to see the light here? ”

Moriarty didn't care about the arrangement, but just concentrated on analyzing the nature and rules of the half-plane in front of him.

"No wonder it is said that the Extreme Dao powerhouse cannot recover the power consumed here. It turns out that any release of extreme power will eventually be absorbed by the space, and temporarily lower the upper limit of the caster's power... Well, maybe the war dead here are also a kind of nourishment, and they will also be digested by the space, so as to support the huge consumption during the opening of the half-plane..."

Moriarty's spiritual power has tiny tentacles, constantly swaying in this space without wind.

After a moment, his heart moved slightly, and he casually summoned an inconspicuous little magic, and immediately the trace of energy passed away from his body, but it could not be replenished from the original regular channel.

But after a few breaths, when the six great powers shone in his soul at the same time, a special power that could ignore the half-plane blockade of this place descended on Moriarty again, making up for the consumption just now.

"You can even break through the blockade of divine power... The six great powers of nature have converged, and they have such incredible power, and they are indeed the fundamental power of the worlds that dwell above the gods..."

Feeling the magic power replenished, Moriarty sighed secretly, and his heart was a little more fixed.

Being able to replenish from time to time, even if it is a little slower than usual, is a huge advantage, and the later you get to the end of the battle, the greater the effect.

"Attention, there's something wrong ahead."

Suddenly, a shout rang out, a warning signal from the Sudden Rangers.

Moriarty withdrew from his inner gaze and looked into the distance, only to see a black and oppressive figure on the gray and misty wilderness quickly appearing, accompanied by the sound of dense footsteps of "click", but the others were silent.

"It's elite, and there are a lot of them."

The seemingly contradictory contrast between the sturdy and powerful steps, yet the silent march is one of the characteristics of the elite division.

"Bloodstreak?! It's 'Bloody Big Eared' Hassan Get! ”

The army on the opposite side drove very quickly, and Ronnie drove the Thunderbird to hover at low altitude on the battlefield, and soon saw the appearance of the incoming enemy, and couldn't help but be shocked.

"Hassan Goth? Unexpectedly, the first opponent in the Heroic Mountain turned out to be this former king. ”

On the ground, the Duke of Midamoa sighed softly, not surprised, but sighed.

"Hassangott is a powerful king in the history of the Bimon Kingdom, and his 'Bloody Big Ears' are also extremely strong. Although the First Punic War initiated by him ended in defeat and he died of serious injuries the year after the defeat, his name has endured for thousands of years. Looking at the approaching enemy troops, Catherine was worried, and couldn't help but look at the duke: "Father, we..."

"Who can get the heroic spirit in the heroic mountain, which one will be easy to with?" Midamoa scolded lightly, and turned to Clausewitz: "Let it go." Except for the extremely strong, the rest are all at your fingertips. ”

The power consumption of the extreme path cannot be replenished, so until the last resort or the final battle, the strong will not make a move, and only ordinary sergeants will consume it first. The only one who could help occasionally was the Great Shaman, who used the War Song to help the army in various ways, but only to a limited extent.

"Father, the 'Bloody Big Ears' attack is extremely powerful, and he once broke through three and a half permanent defenses of mankind day and night, which is well documented in history. So... I hope that His Excellency Moriarty will help in this first battle, so that our warriors will not be too attritional to cope with the rest of the battle. ”

Gritting her teeth, Ekaterina said suddenly.

As soon as these words came out, not only Midamoya frowned, but even other strong people also looked sideways.

Even if she is the noble daughter of the Duke's family, how noble and lofty the extreme is that an ordinary professional can "point fingers". What's more, the nature of Yingli Mountain is special, and the strong people are all trembling and carefully planning the gains and losses of every trace of strength. Now Catherine "casually asked" someone to help in the first game, although the reason was "high-sounding", it was equivalent to digging a big hole, and even Margaret couldn't help but get angry when she saw this.

"Your Excellency Moriarty, since we have entered the Martyrs' Mountain, we are all in the same boat. Bloody Ears has passive bloodlust, rage, and stamina stats, making it a meat grinder on the battlefield. Although the Wolfsburg Legion is elite, it is at best a miserable victory. Only your powerful magic is the greatest weapon to dominate the battlefield, so.... ”

Despite the invisible pressure gathered around her, Catherine still insisted on her strengths, which can be regarded as both bold and tenacious.

"Yes." After staring at the werewolf for a moment, Moriarty suddenly smiled: "Since you are in the same boat, you have to help each other in the same boat." But if I face Hassangat again, I won't make a move. ”

"This..."

"Of course."

While Catherine was still hesitating, the Duke of Midamoa had already agreed.

The other party is not a person from the Wolf Castle system, and if the female werewolf wants to worry about something, she really doesn't know how to advance or retreat.

"Hehe, then please ask the duke and all the lords to look at the wall first."

With a free smile, Moriarty walked towards Clausewitz. When the strong men and sisters saw each other, they couldn't help but feel their own colors. (To be continued......)