(4500 words, large chapter)

Here's the thing.

Centuries ago, Aitharas was originally a peaceful world, at least there were no major natural or man-made disasters. When Castlevania traveled through time and space to this plane, Dracula and the powerhouses of the Belmont family fought in darkness.

Dead and wounded, Belmont shattered the clock of the Time Tower and took one of the twelve pieces with him, the most of which fell into the hands of the native humans of Aitharth.

Jory tried to think about whether he could summon a demon army to attack the territory of the human race, wipe out the human beings and then find the fragments, but the Demon Source Code made Jory understand one thing in a very easy-to-understand way.

In his previous life, Dracula humiliated Satan fiercely, and the narrow-minded demon king would not laugh at his grudges, and once Jory used Castlevania to call for an army, his fate line would be completely clear, and the two divinities representing chaos and death would easily emerge in the prophet's crystal ball.

Satan will come to him, and he will be glad to see that the reincarnated Dracula has not yet regained his full strength.

Moreover, the imposter demon king who occupied the throne of the Void Realm was not something that the current Jory could defeat, that guy had already obtained a part of the power of the Void Divinity, and he had once again improved to a level from the hero-level powerhouse. Demon Genden has said that comprehending divinity is the key to becoming a god, and Jory is very unsure if he will have a chance to reclaim the Void Throne and take back control of Castlevania completely.

The impostor, who doesn't know if he has been sublimated to a demigod, will never watch Dracula's high-profile return.

So, the fragments of time have to figure out their own way......

Picking up Sauron's swaddling clothes from the demonic blood tide, Jory felt strange when he saw her appearance. After transferring Sauron back from Castlevania, she shrunk in swaddling clothes, holding a lot of paper in her small hands and sending it to her mouth, slowly squirming her baby teeth and chewing the paper, while looking at Jory with some fear.

Sauron's bitten paper...... Why does it look familiar?

Jory snatched a piece of paper from Sauron's mouth. Put it in front of you and take a closer look, the quaint pages, the gray edge pattern, if I remember correctly......

This is the page of the Demon Source Codex.

Looking at Sauron's appearance of slowly chewing the pages and grinding his teeth in ignorance, Jory suddenly felt sympathy for the demon Gento.

Tying the swaddle strap around his chest, Jory twisted Rodis's head off and carried his hair back to Dolambia.

Queldos had already left, and at the speed of her mount, I'm afraid she was almost back to her stronghold by this time, right? A ridiculous pact, a pact between a pure-blood demon and a half-demon. That's the final word. Especially Queldos, a pure-blooded demon, she can't refuse Jori, and the instructions issued by the Demon Source Book to Queldos through the coat of arms are clear - survival of the fittest.

If you don't want to die inexplicably in the future, then follow the instructions given to do your best. Before leaving, Queldos asked Jory a question.

"Can you control the coat of arms?"

Jory was undeniably silent.

Being able to mix with the life form of a pure-blood demon, even if Queldos has a bad brain, he understands some common sense about high-ranking demons. Since the creation of the coat of arms, the only thing that can control the coat of arms is the ancient book hidden in Castlevania. Demon Source.

It's no secret that the Demon Source is the real person behind the coat of arms. And to control the Demon Source Codex, only one person has been able to do it since ancient times.

Combined with the recently appeared Blood Moon, a large-scale notification of the arrival of the Lord of Chaos...... Something doesn't need to be said. Queldos had already vaguely guessed something.

There is no equality for no reason, there must be a high and a low distinction between the two, and in this world where only the weak eat the strong, I want one of them to bow his head. You must have the strength to make the other side willing to compromise...... However, Queldos compromised for the simple reason that she had vaguely guessed about Jory's origins, and Queldos knew very well that she could not afford to mess with her.

……

Outside the North City of Dolampia. Two thousand heavy cavalry were assembled on the plains of the outer city, and another five thousand infantry lined up in formation. Five thousand infantry warriors in crimson armor, who, unlike the cavalry, were divided into dozens of squads by officers. After the cavalry was drawn out, the infantry, under the command of the general, guarded the grain and grass, transported equipment, etc., and followed closely behind the cavalry.

In the event of a battle, the heavy cavalry, which converges into a torrent of steel, will charge back and forth as soon as possible, while the infantry divided into squads will immediately disperse.

This is not the same as defending the city, causing too many deaths on the battlefield in the field, it is not a joke, not that the soldiers are afraid of death, but because thousands of deaths are very likely to be resentful, and there is a great chance of attracting blood on the battlefield, if you wait until you see the land of the battlefield, blood gushes from the ground, then everything is over.

The blood moon hung in the sky, rendering the sky a red color, and just looking up at the red full moon made many soldiers have a warlike desire in their hearts. Hope is ready to move. The soldiers bathed in the blood-colored moonlight, the most mobile heavy cavalry had already marched far away, the infantry had just packed up the food, grass and equipment supplies, and the herald shuttled between the various detachments and shouted the officer's orders.

"It's going to be war again......"

In front of the cart loaded with supplies, two soldiers each pushed the handrail of a cart and talked in low voices.

Another soldier doubled the sail of the cart and smiled bitterly in a low voice: "But isn't it, I don't know if I can come back alive...... Belch?! ”

The soldier let out a sudden exclamation of astonishment, and he jerked at his feet. Raising his head, the soldier quickly stretched out a hand and grabbed his companion beside him, his eyes were already full of horror: "Save ......"

The next moment, the soldier's figure suddenly disappeared in place, and there was a bottomless round pit on the ground under his feet, as if there were bursts of screams from the depths of the ground, but after a while, the screams were like a microphone with a broken wire, and the screams stopped abruptly.

Staring blankly at the deep hole in the ground, the soldier burst into a hoarse roar as the screams cut off from the depths of the ground.

"Enemy attack!!"

The unimaginable surprise attack did not only happen in this place, but the evil creatures shuttling through the ground launched a surprise attack on the humans on the ground almost at the same time. Caught off guard, dozens of unprepared soldiers were pulled into the ground together, silent.

The infantry army, numbering thousands, was momentarily in a state of panic. But it was only a moment of panic, and the group of elite warriors under the lord of Dolambia quickly drew their swords to meet the enemy after the initial surprise attack. The warriors who had dealt with the demons many times, they knew that there was something underground, and at the shouts of the generals and heralds, the soldiers moved quickly in a small area, and retreated towards the city of Dolambia.

The elite heavy cavalry has long been opened, and the advantage of the knight charge is already away from the human race at this moment, and the human race not only does not have the battlefield support of the heavy cavalry like sharp knives, but the most important thing is that the squad divided into five thousand warriors at this moment. It hasn't dispersed yet, and if the battlefield is set here, there will be too many deaths and a blood boom...... The situation is even more severe than imagined!

The human infantry retreated to the city in a staggered and orderly manner, the swordsmen covered the archers in the retreat, and the archers were shouted by the herald to fire freely to bring as much damage to the enemy as possible on the way back to the city. And when most of the soldiers withdrew into the northern city, the open space in the north of the city of Dolambia, swallowed the deep hole of hundreds of soldiers. In the midst of a ghost crying wolf howl, one by one deformed mollusks emerged.

They resemble a giant worm, covered in a foul yellow slime, and their fat bodies burrow out of their holes. Each of them opened their mouthparts that made the scalp tingle. Dozens of fat worms agitated their slippery bodies and slammed mucus-stained monsters out of their mouthparts.

One, two......

The giant worms that emerged from the hole spat out creature curled up as if they were laying eggs. Messy arrows flew in, a few hitting the epidermis of the worms. However, this inaccurate and dispersed stray arrow only pinned to the epidermis of the worms, and it is difficult to inflict real damage on them.

And the mission of these worms has been accomplished.

They're just transports in this offensive. The creatures that really participate in the fight are the creatures that vomit out of their bodies.

In the territory of the city of Torlumbia, giant worms continue to burrow out of the surface, and the first thing is that the openers vomit out the monsters loaded in their bodies, and after these creature curled up leaves the worm's body, they immediately open their whole bodies and immediately fly towards any living humanoid creature in front of them.

A full-scale war in Dolambia began. The transport-type giant worm surrounded Dolambia, throwing the main battle monster into the battlefield like a divine soldier descending from the sky, and countless monsters covered in slime rushed towards Dolambia in all directions.

A few kilometers away, the five necromancers standing on the pentagram magic array raised their wands high to guide surging mana fluctuations, and a flash of gray space doors slowly opened behind them. In the distorted void inside the space gate, Queldos, riding a burning ghost fire war horse, stepped out of the space gate first, and behind her, a group of handsome men and women dressed like drama actors followed Queldos out of the portal together.

"The soul of war in Doranbia, the human lord Morpheus. Saiya, today will be the moment of your death! ”

Queldos, sitting on the back of the undead warhorse, roared and rode towards the burning Dolambia. The undead warriors who kept walking out of the space gate, they raised their weapons high and faced the sky, and the blood moon hanging high in the sky shrouded these undead warriors with the blood-colored moonlight projected.

The originally ordinary soul fire in their eye sockets, the dark soul fire gradually dyed with a layer of blood, and the undead warriors at this moment, under the shroud of the blood moon, their combat effectiveness was raised to a higher level than their usual state. The blood-colored moonlight reflected on these undead, as if injecting them with infinite stamina, this chaotic force suppressed in the body was overwhelming, and finally the undead warriors who walked out of the portal for tens of thousands of meters roared out all the furious emotions that were difficult to calm.

"Whew————"

"Roar!!"

Queldos rode his horse and galloped towards Dolambia, and the army of undead behind erupted with a glimpse speed under the lead of this pure-blood demon. The vigorous figures of the undead shuttled across the plains, and tens of thousands of undead who had been forcibly raised by the blood moon to a level formed a surging torrent, and at a distance of several kilometers, they launched a charge towards Dolambia with a devastating force.

A few days ago, they began to harass Dolambia in waves, and when the humans had moved, they bypassed the most mobile and aggressive cavalry and sent the transport worms underground where the human army was gathered. Projecting transport soldiers to harass for the first raid, when humans were tired of dealing with these raiding monsters, five necromancers who sacrificed their lives to channel mana, it was impossible for humans to stop them from summoning the space gate.

"Report!!"

The herald covered in blood walked through the dangerous block, he desperately ran to the place where the commander was, the young herald didn't think that the lord was also there, he gritted his teeth and rushed to the lord, directly one knee wiped the ground and slid in front of the lord, and shouted urgently: "Lord lord, a large number of stormtroopers have appeared in the north. Suspected undead demons, our people are at an absolute disadvantage in terms of numbers, please instruct the lord on the next battle plan! ”

His eyes burned as he stared at the badly wounded herald, Morpheus. Saiya strode over to the two soldiers next to him and raised the heavy sword that the two soldiers had carried together.

"Lady Enola is temporarily unavailable to fight." Lord Morpheus said in a deep voice, "There are only two of you left, Camillo, and Saire. Dolambia...... Please. ”

"Pass my order, everyone, cooperate with the Sword Master and the Wave Law God to drive the waste in those graves back to the cemetery!" The lord pointed with one hand to the herald who was kneeling in front of him. He shouted to the officer next to him: "Go and get me a doctor, and take this brave soldier down to rest!" ”

"No!" The herald stubbornly retorted: "The brothers on the battlefield still need me, please forgive my recklessness......

Before Morpheus could say anything to stop him, the young herald dragged his badly injured body. In a posture of disobedience, he rushed out of the command camp and returned to the chaotic battlefield outside. Staring at the herald's distant back, Morpheus raised the heavy sword that only two soldiers could lift with one hand, and let out a high-pitched roar: "Brothers...... Follow! I! Rush! Front! ”

A few days ago, the ruffians who were guarding the outer city. They are all black sheep and uncontrollable free mercenaries that Morpheus is determined to give up, and the people who are fighting demons in the outer city at the moment are all Morpheus's most trusted and excellent warriors. Just like that silly one. And very impulsive heralds, each of these excellent elite soldiers has their own beliefs.

These are the elite soldiers that the lord can't give up!

Queldos, who led an army of tens of thousands of undead in the north, had already arrived on the plains outside the city. Lord Morpheus, Sword Saint Camillo, and Wave God Sakiel flew across the rooftops of the outer city, and as the three strategic-level powerhouses at the peak of their combat power, their mission was to hold back the high-ranking demons as much as possible and kill them if they had the chance.

And in Queldos leading the charge towards Dolambia, Morpheus. When Saiya and the two heroes came out with elite warriors and a group of saints, the two sides were about to collide fiercely, and Jory carried Sauron from the southern part of the city into the northern battlefield.

No one noticed where Jory came from, as if he was an inconspicuous creep, roaring and shouting everywhere in the chaotic and noisy battlefield, and no one paid attention to where Jory came from and what he was going to do.

Without anyone paying attention, he was alone, rushing to the front, dragging a soldier's saber that he had picked up out of nowhere, and roared at him with a cold eyebrow.

The fierce killing intent erupted suddenly, and the silent fierce battle was in contact with the Lord of Dolambia and Queldos, and the violent killing intent of the whole audience ignited like a boiling flood in an instant!

Since ancient times, the loser is the cornerstone of the winner's fame, and throughout history, how many villains have become heroes praised by history.

War is a disaster for civilians, but it is also a stage for powerful people to show themselves.

Death will only decay along with the dirt, and the dry bones will be buried under the earth, and no one will remember who you once were. Only those who live to the last day will be worshipped in the limelight and forge honor and status.

How many legendary heroes are in the eyes of countless people in a war, with their bravery turned into extraordinary momentum, killing hundreds of thousands and becoming famous in a battle! (To be continued......)