The war began

If the previous battles were mere conflicts, the current wars are life-and-death battles. Neither humans nor demons have ever thought of retreating, nor can they retreat. Underneath the Psionic Forges is the target of all creatures. If death and blood can be exchanged for the continuation of the race, in exchange for the rebirth of the race, then why not?

The legacy of the ancient, wise forefathers

It's hope.

"Fight! Destroy them! An officer roared loudly from a command vehicle with rockets rising into the sky in the background. Rocket launchers in the rear of humanity spew tongues of fire in a stormy manner, raining hundreds or thousands of tons of steel on enemy heads in a matter of seconds. The sound of explosions tore through people's eardrums, and countless demons were swept away and torn apart in the roar.

The demon also fought back frantically, and strange abilities emerged one after another, and the huge armored demon roared and charged forward, and died in the cannon fire. But before he died, he killed hundreds of people, and the blood and stumps of human soldiers were spilled along the way as he charged.

The black mist rose up, and the power of plague and poison began to exert its power, and demonic thorns continued to shoot out of the black mist, taking the lives of human soldiers. The battle between the two sides reached a fever pitch at the first time, and the intensity was beyond everyone's imagination.

"Witcher, help us!"

"I'm here, die! Monster! ”

A demon hunter rushed out of the crowd, his hands flashing hundreds of silver rays like lightning, killing all the demons in front of him, but the next moment he was pierced through his chest by the thorns shot out of the black mist. Sharp spines shot through his chest and out of his back, taking away a piece of his spine and his strength.

He fell to his knees limp in the blood, his hands still raised.

"Can't give up"

"Fight to the death!"

In the roar, the collision between the two sides was like a volcano bursting out, and flames and torrents were everywhere. The magic mecha of human beings, the rush of demons, every moment, every minute and every second, there is lifeless death, and flesh and blood are crushed. And compared to this hot and cruel scene, the psionic furnace above was quietly suspended, cold, watching all this. War does not tolerate warmth, and war is the continuation of interests.

"That's the psionic furnace, it's spectacular." In the chaos of the army, Rand stared coldly at the huge object in the sky, and his eyes flashed with a little essence. Invisibly, his speed increased again, leaving many followers behind.

"Wait, Captain, it's dangerous for you to go up like this." The bat reminded him. "It's chaotic up ahead."

"My role is to lead people out of the chaos." Rand replied coldly, but he didn't have a head. Under his leadership, the team accelerated and soared, like a sharp sword inserted into a demon community in front of it, and immediately set off a rain of corpse blood.

"Your ears have deceived you, and you will not hear anything!" The witcher named the bat screamed, emitting invisible sound waves in front of him. Suddenly disturbed the hearing of dozens of demons, causing them to collide like headless flies. At the same time, Rand passed by the other party, waving his hands sideways.

"Moonlight!"

Burst!

A huge crescent-shaped shockwave swept through in an instant, completely cutting these dozens of demons in half. They fell to the ground in a terrible scream, crawling through blood and mutilated limbs. And as they fell, more demons jumped out from behind, emitting a thick black fog.

"Sivi!" Rand shouted.

"Understood!" The girl named Sivi agreed, closed her eyes, and after a moment opened them, her eyes covered with a white light. "All falsehood is appearance, and your soul will light a lamp for you."

Silently, a mysterious force descended, and everyone's eyes suddenly lit up, and they saw dense figures in the black fog. Although these figures are not clearly visible, they are enough to distinguish between friend and foe. Rand's eyes lit up, and his outstretched hands suddenly closed in front of his chest, and his hands shone brightly.

"Eclipse!"

Boom, the shock wave that swept away swirled in the air, and it was actually split into countless phantoms. The crescent-shaped energy body rotated at high speed, and instantly roared down towards the demon community below! Many demons thought that they were under the protection of the black mist, and they did not expect that the scythe of the god of death had slashed at the top of their heads. The next moment blood rushed into the sky, hundreds of heads flew into the air, and behind them, a huge notched crescent moon became a poignant backdrop.

"Good!"

"Well done!"

"Sure enough, it's Lord Rand, the Moon Angel Rand!"

The breeze was gentle, and the smell of blood was heard, and Rand stood quietly on the shoulders of the magic mecha, his black clothes fluttering. The handsome face matched with the bloody and tragic battlefield made countless people lose their minds.

"This guy has really grown."

Farther behind, Lorcan saw the scene with his own eyes, and a look of relief flashed in his eyes. His blonde hair was disheveled, and his hands were dripping with blood. The corpses of demons were already piled up at his feet, bloodier and more terrifying than those on Lante's side.

However, although both men had the upper hand, they also knew that their local superiority did not play a decisive role in the entire battlefield. The overall strength of demons is still superior to that of humans. And despite the sharpness of human weapons, the individual is extremely fragile and unable to compete with demons. The stalemate on the surface is just the result of the two sides not yet investing in high-end combat power, and when the real powerhouse of the demon side makes a move, it will be different.

On the human side, I'm afraid that only Rand and himself can confront it, or there is one more.

The image of Team Chen Yan came to Lorcan's mind, and he didn't just ask the adjutant. "Where is Chen Yan?"

"The signal confirms, participation in the battle." The adjutant replied. "Right in front of us."

"Impossible." Luo Ken immediately shook his head, his eyesight was strengthened, even if he was thousands of meters away, he could see clearly, but he couldn't see the shadow of Chen Yan's team at all. And the characteristics of Chen Yan's team's battle could not be captured in his thoughts. So they are not ahead at all. Fighting is even more impossible.

"Sure enough, he had his own ideas." A cold glint suddenly flashed in Lorcan's eyes. "What does he want to do at this time to get rid of our surveillance?"

But at this time, he couldn't help thinking too much, Chen Yan misled their surveillance network, it was clear that he had already prepared, and a demon hunter, a powerful demon hunter deliberately hid himself, I am afraid that even he Luo Ken would not want to find him easily.

"Can't wait any longer." After a brief hesitation, Lorcan decided to come down and ordered the adjutant.

"Use the Goddess of Dawn."

"Yes, do it immediately." The adjutant replied loudly, just about to operate, he was suddenly stunned, and the light curtain next to him brushed out dense points of light at the same time, which was boundless, like the sea.

"Enemy, enemy attack! Demonic Creature!! ”

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