While Roland was busy in the flame plane for the war between the elements and demons, the war on the main plane not only did not stop, but burned even more.

I am afraid that Helent would never have imagined that the war she launched to regain the lost land would eventually cause Bayer to lose that land forever.

In the past, the outer forest area of Victoria Harbour District, not long ago Esso Reeves, today is the battlefield of gods and demons, the forefront of light and shadow.

Countless demons have crossed the plane, and they are all different kinds of strange and varied, and the only thing they have in common is probably the anger that is forcibly summoned by the abyss and the irritable temper of the demons.

No one knows how Cavins did it, but he did, and at the call of the Abyssal Will, countless Chaos creatures arrived from all outer planes to participate in this final battle between gods and demons.

In this area where there is no blue sky to cover, in the gap between the dense spatial cracks, angels and demons fight in every corner, but it is always difficult to gain an advantage.

No matter how many troops they invested, no matter how powerful the angels and gods of war were thrown into this battlefield, the boundless demon sea would give them indiscriminate hospitality.

Forcibly attacking this chaotic space at this time is not a wise choice for the gods and angels of the Holy Light system, and the broken and chaotic world rules make it obvious that the creatures of order are the most unfavorable battlefield, and the demons who are good at hand-to-hand combat and melee are naturally fond of such scenes.

But their main god, who lacked enthusiasm and presence in the past, uncharacteristically let out an angry war cry, constantly driving one god and his warrior after another into this space of death, like a gambler who has gambled red-eyed, hurriedly throwing thousands of years of accumulation into this hopeless battlefield.

"Eradication, Poison of the World, Destruction, Cavins, Destruction, Gate of the Crystal Wall."

This is the will and wrath of the strongest main god, and when Carolan, the lord of the Holy Light, personally descends on the battlefield, this vague will drives the gods of the Holy Light to take all their power and servants to the honor and order of the master, and dedicate their last loyalty.

The true gods will also fall on this battlefield, the meteors in the sky turn into torrential rain, the furious god of war uses his body to break through the barrier of space, looking for his prey, the fallen heroic spirits have no chance to return to the throne, there is no difference between civil and military duties here, only the division of hunters and prey, the famous and respected gods shout angry slogans to launch a desperate charge, and even the little devils can sneer at the enthusiasm of their opponents with fireballs.

The abyss, no less lost.

I don't know how many Abyss Lords and Demon Nobles have fallen in this area, and the ancients who have crisscrossed countless dimensional battlefields have entered this battlefield where there is no chance to retreat, and the dead are no different from the little demons who were born ten years ago.

Driven by the will of the Abyss, the ancient demons and the newborn demon nobles bravely walked onto the battlefield, and then after a few seconds or tens of minutes, they ushered in an indiscriminate fall or self-destruction.

Not to mention the furious Lord of Light, who is unstoppable on the battlefield and repeatedly pierces the lines of Chaos.

At the call of the High Heavens, the high-ranking angels of war in a desperate situation can also use their lives to accomplish their mission, but they call it a glorious sacrifice rather than a self-detonation of despair.

Correspondingly, there are countless people of the same kind behind who are driven into this battlefield, there is no essential difference between the little devil and the demon nobles who have no way out, after exhausting the last bit of strength, they are still ruthlessly turned into flesh bombs, dedicating their last loyalty to the abyss.

Gods and demons, on the battlefield where there is no mercy and retreat, are generally the same.

But at a speed visible to the naked eye, the target of the Holy Light System, the primordial gate made of black iron and bronze, and the crystal wall gate with two goddesses as decorations and pillars, not only was not destroyed in the continuous attack, but as the number of "sacrifices" in this chaotic space continued to increase, with the fall of demons, abyss dwellers, gods, and angels, it became more active.

The flames of war on the main plane have never burned so strongly, and the ruthless Lord of Light has never appeared on the battlefield with such anger, and his anger is actually a sign.

"Time is running out."

Yes, time is running out, and it is completely different from what the world expected to guess, two days ago, the gate of the crystal wall system was activated, it is slowly opening, only the Lord of the Holy Light, driven by the source of order, has vigilantly discovered this problem, and intends to destroy this area at all costs, and completely eradicate the time bomb that binds the Ash world.

Cavins didn't show up on this battlefield, because he knew that the Lord of Light would do anything to destroy him as soon as he appeared, but he was still behind all this.

The trick of the cunning prince of the abyss worked, the first trap was activated, and the mechanical logical thinker, without hesitation, jumped into the trap with all his strength, and the arrogant Holy Light God system had no intention of calling for reinforcements.

At this time, in order to stop someone's unpredictable factors, Cavins also stepped into another trap, which was aimed at a mortal.........

"I'm X, that's not right."

The scene in front of me made me can't help but curse a dirty word, and even have the urge to turn around and run.

Across the boundless sea of fire, what I saw in front of me was not a volcanic area of flames, nor a hot core, but a familiar landscape.

Familiar streets, familiar old houses, familiar people.

In front of my old mansion in Sulphur Mountain City, a silver-haired half-demon in a black and white maid costume was waiting for me, a slightly different one, the iron face that I used to ridicule and waste my appearance, and always forced to be serious, is now full of playful smiles that are difficult to fathom.

"Welcome home, master."

And what makes me feel that the situation is wrong is the maid in front of me.

How could the Prince of the Abyss come and attack and snatch her, she is so much more powerful than any Lord God I've ever seen! (To be continued.) )