At 2:04 a.m. on December 7, FT8, the long-brewing holy war finally broke out, and the dark clouds that had shrouded the moon capital for four days suddenly dispersed, and what the elves witnessed was not the bright moonlight and night sky of the past.

The blood-red moonlight was shining on the earth, the smell of sulfur and rotting flesh was blowing in the wind, and the laughter of demons could be faintly heard in the sky.

Not far away, as if the stars were falling, a little starlight gathered in several gathering places, this is the guardian star network compiled by the god of fate and the moon god, and every intruder who enters the main plane without permission will be marked by it.

This allows the two powerful gods to directly downgrade to a super forbidden spell of medium divine power, which can not only mark the dimensional invaders, the brightness and scattering of the starlight, but also indicate the strength and number of opponents.

The Scales of Detecting Plane Invaders is not an expensive rarity, the Covenant Warriors use small compasses to hunt their prey, large towns are used to guard against cultists and invaders' espionage, and in the halls of the Moon Ring Capital, there are too many flickering red dots that make the compass meaningless.

Ten hundred million, when the dense red dots finally covered the entire map, all the counts lost their meaning.

The power of the highly polluted abyss naturally paved everyone's vision with a layer of red light, and fighting under this blood-red moonlight will greatly increase the chance of losing their minds and going berserk, and at the end of the vision, fires and fireballs light up the night sky, and the irrational flames wantonly exude their own heat, and the forest they have stepped on turns into a fire, and at this time, even the loving druids dare not condemn their destruction of nature.

"Starfall!"

The first wave of defensive magic is triggered, and the canopy is pulled open again. Countless meteorites fell, and the howls and furious roars continued to be heard, but in the next moment, everything was calm again, except for the scarlet eyes of the dark night, as if mocking the elves' incompetence.

When the light of the forbidden spell is gone. In the canopy, two bright stars flashed in the red light of killing, and when the fire of the meteorite dissipated, the bravest ranger also frightened away the bow and arrow in his hand.

Where are the stars, just a pair of eyeballs of the black giant.

The huge black giant was comparable to the mountains, and he walked slowly, obviously dozens of kilometers away, and the figure of the black giant could be seen in any corner of the city wall, and every step made the earth tremble with fear.

The black wind that rancid with the abyss banished the dark clouds. The blood-red moonlight lit up the pitch-black field, and behind him, countless nightmare monsters crawled out, and some of the stories and legends, beyond imagination, turned into real reality.

A hundred-legged centipede giant, a great flame demon who steps on the path of brimstone, and a white giant wolf whose breath brings a hurricane. Filthy and disgusting pieces of flesh, swallowing the hordes of Purgatory Demon Dragons that are spitting thunder flames. No one behemoth is the same, but they all clearly made it to the top of the food chain.

The brave elven game gasped, and the hunters who had hunted dragons trembled as well, an army of this size has gone beyond the comprehension of mortals, this is the opponent of the gods!

The tall black giant looked up. Glancing at the blood moon that looked like a watcher, he finally pulled out his obsidian greatsword and pointed it into the distance.

"Kill them."

The sound of thunder echoed throughout the space, obviously just a straightforward exposition, but it seemed to be telling the reality of the natural truth. Even the elves pointed by their blades lost the will to resist at that moment.

And the black sea around him finally acted, like countless dense little bugs, but the ranger's hawkeye gave a desperate conclusion - each little bug was a large demon more than three meters tall.

Those demons and monsters have always followed their masters, but the presence of the black giant and his legion is so strong that the people watching him ignore those equally dangerous existences.

Even if it's just cannon fodder, it's cannon fodder in the war of gods, and it's just as deadly to mortals.

A huge war beast and big demon walked out of the team, but the body was crawling with the black "ants", the shortest of which was more than ten meters, they didn't need any siege equipment, just touching the city wall, they could throw those demons on the city wall.

As if disgusted that the ants were blocking his path, the irascible Abyss Lord grabbed the "ants" as soon as he grabbed them, stuffed them into his mouth with one hand and chewed them, and threw them with the other.

The demons struggled powerlessly in the air, and most of them fell into flesh before they could reach the city walls, but a few of them crossed the walls, causing chaos.

A massive Fire Demon Lord took the opportunity to turn into a meteorite and landed on the city wall, but before he could unfold his body, a moonlight passed through his forehead, directly reducing it to hot rubble.

"Warriors! Even Danatis, the god of war of the abyss, does not want to destroy our last home! ”

Under the blood moon, on top of the towers of the city wall, a figure in a white silk robe attracted unusually attention, the silver bow and arrow in her hand were entwined by the moonlight, and the magic fluctuated like a tide, which was obviously an extremely powerful artifact.

"Her Royal Highness Afina!"

When the soldiers recognized that this was their Majesty the Empress, their morale suddenly increased.

At the same time, the spires of the mage towers were lit up one by one, and one by one fireballs and flame explosions attacked the beast tide, and the power of each blow was above the nine-ring spell.

At the same time as the Demon Tide opened, the Ash Plane also entered the High Demon Era, and the power of spells with the same magic power was at least twice as powerful as in the past Demon Dry Period!

The two sides were still too far away, and the elven archers had no intention of wasting their bows and arrows, but with the increase of the mage tower, the elven archmage chose the simplest and most practical battlefield fire spell, and one by one the fireballs ignited the beast tide.

But the abyss god of war in the distance did not move, his statue-like face did not change in the slightest, it seemed that the opponent in front of him could not attract his attention at all, but as far as he could see, the speed of those black beasts around him was much faster.

And before the first wave of beasts reached the city wall, outside the city wall of the Moon Wheel Capital, countless tall tree people stood up, they blew the ancient horn, and the whole forest began to move, and one by one the trees turned into active tree people, joining the ranks of the guardians.

The rangers jumped into the branches of the Treants, some with ballistas, and everyone knew that they were just ants in the Behemoth Battlefield, but they would desperately try to make up for the Treants' sluggishness and lack of ranged attack capabilities before they came to the end.

The two sides came closer, closer, closer, and the moment the black ocean and the green moving walls collided, all the elves forgot to breathe.

Countless bows and arrows fell between the treetops, the graceful arc was the trajectory of the war, each arrow just pierced the head of a demon, before the elven rangers were proud of their excellent archery skills, the next moment, the demon whose head was pierced did not fall, they fanatically looked for their opponents to launch a pounce, whether they met the opponent or not, even if they touched the city wall, it was also the most violent explosion without hesitation.

A thousand-year-old tree man fell first, he did not die from the attack of the demons, but densely crawled with demon war slaves, and could no longer maintain his balance, and the rangers who attacked the demons on his body had been torn to shreds before he fell.

On its feet, the raging demon war slaves exploded one after another, and the ancient war tree, which was famous for its rough skin and thick flesh, turned into ashes in the moment it knelt down.

This is the garbage of the Abyssal War Slaves, the cannon fodder of the cannon fodder, who did not hesitate to give up their lives at the behest of the ruthless commander.

In the eyes of Danatis, commanding such stupid and weak creatures would have been a disgrace, and he did not hesitate to order them to destroy their opponents with all their might before they died in battle.

Five minutes, in just five minutes, under the self-explosion of the abyss war slaves at all costs, there were batches of hundred-year-old and thousand-year-old tree people fell, and the ancient trees of war, which were the last defense of the elves, were as fragile as paper paste.

Finally, the Moon Elves were the first to blow their horns, and the silver-armored cavalry riding silver unicorns and divine beasts rushed out, while their allies, the treemen, began to retreat into the city walls.

Originally, the elves planned to use strong treants to hinder the impact of the demon tide and boost the morale of their side at any cost, but now they are exchanging elite treants for the opponent's cannon fodder, and they naturally suffer a big loss.

In just five minutes, the number of treants was reduced by more than 30%, nearly 500 treants fell on the way back to the city wall and did not get up again, and more than 1,000 elven rangers died with them.

Such a sacrifice is unaffordable for humans, let alone elves who are strong in individuals but few in people.

In this momentary battle, the demons used practical actions to tell the elves what is the eternal holy war and what is the unstoppable demon tide.

"Can we win?"

If this was Danatis's dismissal, he had already paid off, and now, even the most optimistic elves, began to doubt whether he would survive. (To be continued......)