On the land, the elite kobold legions conquer the city, strangling any dark dwarves who dare to resist.

In the sky, the brilliance of the kingdom of God sprinkled on the earth, and under the radiance of divinity, the kobolds of all people were greatly strengthened.

The gods of their own clan, who lead their followers to fight in person, have outrageous divine power bonuses.

For example, the dogs of the kobold god have three kinds of authority: kobold, guardian, and hunting.

Therefore, in this kind of race-to-race war, kobold warriors will be protected by guardian authority, and each damage taken will be reduced in amplification.

One can imagine how ridiculous it is for the dark dwarves to resist in this situation.

Therefore, whether or not there is a god of one's own to participate in the war, in the world of gods, means whether or not you can win.

"My God, the southern part of the Black Earth Plain has been completely occupied by my Third Legion, I ask you for your next instructions"

"To support the Eastern Theater, I want all the resistors to understand how powerful my kobold god is!" The little dog stands on top of the kingdom of God, and the exposed canine teeth show that he is in a very good mood at the moment.

It's a pity that such a good mood is destined to not last long.

Just as the dog was about to return to the temple and tell someone the good news, an accident happened.

"Humble kobold, I, Bamir Hammer, will send you the hammer of eternal judgment!"

Suddenly, a sledgehammer cut through the space and came directly towards the little dog in the kingdom of God.

In the next second, the mask on the kingdom of God was broken by the hammer at the first time, and the hammer was smashed towards the dog without abating.

"Damn dwarves"

The little dog's eyes flashed with bloodthirstiness, and a shovel-like weapon directly appeared in his hand, and he slapped it towards the flying hammer without hesitation.

"Bang!"

The two artifacts collided with each other, and the surging energy spread out in all directions, destroying countless buildings in the kingdom of gods along the way.

After a collision, the hammer flashed and disappeared beneath the heavens and the earth.

The next moment, the sky made a crunching sound like glass cracking, as if something was slowly approaching.

Click, click, click

Visible to the naked eye, the sky shattered completely, and a behemoth revealed an extremely hideous face on the other side of the void.

This is a super fortress, or a fortress-type god of war.

Different from the dilapidated kingdom of kobold god dogs, this weapon of war belonging to the dwarven clan is definitely close to luxury or extravagance.

"God of the Dark Dwarves, Bamir!" The dog's eyes showed solemnity, and when he said the name Bamir, he couldn't help but look in other directions, trying to find out if the dwarves were ambushed.

"Old dog, you idiot. Look no further, great dark dwarves, and having me here is enough for you. Bamir opened the fortress of the kingdom of God, wielding a giant hammer for striking iron in his hand, and without hesitation, he crashed into the kingdom of the little dog

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The fortress Divine Kingdom broke through the space and slammed into the Little Dog's Divine Kingdom, letting out a huge roar.

Such an attack is undoubtedly killing a thousand enemies and losing eight hundred, not only did the inner kingdom of the little dog seriously collapse, but even Bamir's fortress kingdom also shattered a corner in the violent impact.

"Come on, I'm going to have a dog meat dinner tonight!"

The two kingdoms of different forms are intertwined and connected together. Accompanied by Bamir's crazy slogans, countless elite legions in the fortress kingdom began to invade the dog's kingdom in unison.

The Kingdom of God is the lair of the gods, and it is also the place where the divine power of the gods is the strongest.

The elite warriors of the Dark Dwarf Clan, the moment they stepped on the Little Dog God Kingdom, it was as if they were wearing heavy shackles, and the armor on their bodies was severely squeezed.

However, this kind of difficulty, which is not difficult, cannot stop the dwarven legion from breaking through at all.

Countless elite dwarves, shouting the name of Bamir, did not care about the damage on their bodies, and were crazy like mad cows.

"Kill, kill them all!"

The little dog did not sit still, and with an order from his mouth, countless kobold warriors returned to the kingdom of God and fought with the dwarven warriors who rushed in.

The dark dwarf, who is one meter four tall, wields heavy weapons such as sledgehammers or giant axes, and converges into a black torrent.

On the other side, the kobold elite warrior with a height of one meter and two meters was wearing armor of the same color as his skin, holding a scimitar and carrying out a counter-charge.

Two black and white torrents, under the witness of the gods, clearly collided together.

The next moment, flesh and blood flew sideways, and the shouts of killing accompanied by cries of pain began to spread gradually around the battle site.

The battle in the stalemate will not be staged all the time.

A kobold warrior had just chopped a dark dwarf to the ground, and before he could enjoy the joy of victory, another dwarf had his head decapitated.

And before the victorious dwarven warrior could pick up the opponent's head, he was dismembered by the countering kobold soldiers.

In this kind of large-scale legion melee, life and death often depend on luck, and only one point can rely on strength.

Not to mention ordinary soldiers, even if they are their respective legion commanders, or legends in the army or even powerhouses in the Holy Domain, it is impossible to be truly invincible.

"There's a kobold master here, hurry up and push the ballista from behind, I'm going to smash it with my own hands!"

"Behold, it is the powerhouse of the Sanctuary of the Dwarves, and he has killed thousands of us. Hurry up, don't be soft, immediately use the magic crystal cannon I bought, and send him back to my hometown! ”

A sharp weapon of war, harvested wantonly, belongs to the life of the strong.

Here, as long as you are strong enough, and you don't have the strength to defy the sky. Congratulations, you'll be targeted by at least a hundred Ballistae at the same time, or locked by ten Crystal Cannons. There is no pain at all, and in a short moment, you will go to the realm of death and wait for rebirth.

"My god, we have suffered a lot of losses, the enemy is generally a grade stronger than our army, and we have suffered heavy losses in a head-on battle!"

A steady stream of battle reports, through the connection of faith, are sent directly to the dog's mind.

The little dog stood on top of the kingdom of God, confronted Bamir with a shovel, and ordered without hesitation after hearing the sound: "Don't fight hard, use your brains, and use the terrain to fight a war of attrition with them!" ”

"Yes, my God"

Having received the oracle of the little dog, the kobold carried forward the lewd style and gradually broke away from the main battlefield.

Under the leadership of the legion commander, groups of kobold legions of 10,000 people relied on the advantages of the local battle of the Kingdom of God to fight street battles with the help of terrain and buildings.

Here, the buildings in the kingdom of God are all for kobolds, which are very suitable for kobolds.

On the other hand, the Dark Dwarf, although not very tall, is still twenty centimeters taller than the kobold. In this way, kobolds are often able to unobstructed buildings, and dark dwarves often have to keep their heads down to pass, and the casualties increase rapidly for a while.

"Great Bamir God, you are the glory of the dwarves. Your followers are here, and there is bad news for you that we have not been able to break through the enemy's street fighting entanglement, and now we have lost more than three million people! ”

"Bastard, ignore those moles, our goal is to bring down the other party's temple. Tell me how long it will take you to complete the character I handed you over! "Bamir was short-tempered and didn't want to listen to any explanation.

"Great gods, we need a long, long time. It's not that our army is incompetent, it's that the kobolds are too cunning! ”

"Bastard, what kobold is cunning, it's not that you bunch of shitty are incompetent. If it weren't for your incompetence, how could you reflect the cunning of kobolds? Bamir roared, and then, without waiting for the captains to explain, raised the hammer in his hand.

The hammer in Bamir's hand began to be infused with divine power after it was held high, and the whole thing exuded dazzling light.

An endless aura of destruction emanated from the hammer and Bamir. Many of the dwarven warriors who were close to Bamir's side bled to death in agony under the eyes of fear.

"Die, kobold!"

With a roar of rage, Bamir's hammer struck a second time, hitting the little dog's divine kingdom building.

One after another, the buildings of the Kingdom of God began to echo each other in a short period of time, and the circle of defense emerged one after another.

The apertures of this defense, connected by rings, eventually formed a huge pentagram, which was upside down on the entire building.

"Boom!"

A muffled thunder sounded, and the two connected kingdoms of God shook suddenly.

Fortunately, despite this attack, it was Bamir who acted with hatred. After the aftershock, the whole building still struggled to resist, and did not collapse in one blow.

Of course, although a large area of the building has been preserved, the hatred of the gods is not pleasant.

Under the shock wave of this shockwave, millions of kobolds were directly shocked to death, and the dwarves also lost almost the same number of elites, which can be described as a defeat for both in one move.

"It's a lose-lose situation, I don't think so. Our dwarf race is a medium race in the underworld, and the number of elite legions is something that kobolds can compete with. I don't care if I lose a few million, but on the kobolds, after a few such attacks, I'm afraid they will have no one! Bamir laughed, the gap between the middle race and the low race was like a chasm that could not be bridged.

You must know that this time the elite army of kobolds is only about 100 million. And Bamir has the entire dwarven clan behind him, not only has his elite army reached 300 million, but also has the possibility of applying for reinforcements.

This time, Bamir, who has figured it out, no longer minds fighting with kobolds.

After all, in terms of individual soldier quality, the Dark Dwarves are a head ahead of the kobolds. If you add up to the three-to-one ratio of forces, Bamir believes that even if all the kobolds become moles, he will be able to pull them out.

Of course, just because he believes he can win doesn't mean Bamir will be complacent.

Bamir always remembered that there was something strange about the kobold's offensive. If the kobold didn't have anything to rely on, he wouldn't believe that the low-level kobold would dare to start a divine war with the medium dark dwarf clan.

"Silly Ichiro, if you have any other means, just use them all. Let me see what it is that brings you so much confidence. Bamir cautiously pulled himself together, pointed the hammer in his hand at the little dog, and issued an invitation to the battle of the gods.

"Means!"

The little dog sneered, and didn't look at Bamir's invitation to fight, but sneered: "Jiji, how can you know what a powerful backer the kobold clan has found!" Bamir, our battle was predestined before it began. No matter how much you brag about it, it's just an ignorant struggle! ”

After saying that, the little dog flew away and stood in front of a group of white-robed people.

This team, all dressed in white robes, is no more than a million in number, and everyone exudes an alternative atmosphere.

Why do you say otherwise, because these kobolds in white robes have a holy look on their faces. They feel so clean that there is no room for anything but the most sincere faith in their eyes.

The Legion of the Prayers, here is the collective name of these people, and it is also the real descendant of the gods in the world of gods.

Although nominally, the elite legions of each tribe are the swords of the tribes to fight in all directions.

But if it comes to the time when a race really lives and dies. You will find that the real elite troops are never the elite legions of the famous. Rather, it is the prayers who sit down in these gods, who have never been nameless.

The kobolds are all fervent believers in the dogs, and they are also the defenders who gather around the gods after death.

Some of these people were shoemakers, some were priests in the temple, and some were scavengers.

Not enough, they have a common characteristic, that is, faith has reached the point of resonance with the gods, and the honor and disgrace of a lifetime will be accompanied by the gods of faith.

"Kill, tell these heretics what the wrath of the gods is!" The little dog glanced at the praying legion painfully, and then gave an order, pointing to the warring elite legion.

"Crazy, send out the Legion of Prayers, you're crazy!" The appearance of the kobold prayer legion made Bamir's face change greatly, and he no longer had the calmness he had before.

You know, sending out legions of prayers often means that the gods are at dusk, which is an extreme way to die without life.

Although Bamir was arrogant, he did not come here to fight hard, and he also had no intention of fighting his own army of prayers. After all, except for some madmen in the surface world, the god of war. In the entire world of gods, there has never been a god who would dispatch his army of prayers before the battle is clear.

"Damn, resist me, no one is allowed to retreat, our reinforcements will arrive soon!"

The elite legion of dwarves, as soon as they came into contact with the legion of the praying, took on a one-sided posture.

Even if the kobold prayer legion is no more than a million, the lethality caused directly pierced through the army of 300 million dark dwarves.

Bamir's eyes scanned the audience, but he didn't lose his mind in anger. Because in his opinion, the kobold clan used the army of prayers to attack the elite army of the dwarf race, which was a loss-making deal.

Bamir wasn't stupid, he wouldn't use his legion of praying to go toe-to-toe with these madmen.

"Kobolds are crazy, I don't. Not to mention these 300 million people, even if I add 300 million elite legions, if I can fight the other party's praying legion, I can be regarded as taking a big advantage! I'd like to see how your kingdom will fall from the sky to the earth without the legions of the Prayer Warriors. When the time comes, I, Bamir, will deprive you of all your glory."