Rows and rows of demons were swept away from the planet El, and a barren wasteland appeared in the army guarding it. There was not a single demon left on the ground. In fact, there was nothing left on the demon's body.

Many Star Spirits breathed a sigh of relief and fell to their knees with a thud. Garrod had gone through all the ups and downs, and he still had a sense of unease in his heart. This war is not over yet, and it will not end like this......

"Everybody stand up!" He shouted. He grabbed the herald beside him with his uninjured hand and ordered, "Blow the horn!" I want the army to restore order! Get ready to go! ”

A Templar approached him and examined the wound on his arm. Garrod, on the other hand, struggled to compose himself, trying to clear his thoughts.

"Are we going to catch up?" A nobleman shouted that Garrod didn't like his impatient look.

"No!" The commander replied sharply, forgetting that the two were in different classes: "We will now wait for the orders of the Archon Crassus. Only then will we be able to act...... Whether we're marching on Esarine or escaping here, we'll need to get ready quickly! ”

The nobleman took the order, and Garrod had time for the Templars to heal his wounds, and he once again looked in the direction of the demon's flight, in the direction of the Well of Caranline, the capital of the stars.

It's not going to end there, it's definitely not going to ......

On the planet El continent, the Burning Legion was swept off the ground and helplessly swept towards the Well of Karanin. Their struggles were meaningless to the gale, and they gathered on top of the lake like a swarm of bees, and then fell into a great whirlpool.

"Is that all? And that's the end of it? Luo Sheng shouted.

"Maybe...... Maybe not! So saying, Crassus turned to Ophiro and shouted, "Hurry to Zeratul!" ”

He nodded. Leaning sideways, he flew towards Zeratul and Cathera. Luo Sheng and the red male flew over as well.

Zeratul and his mount hovered above the vortex, and the star spirits were shrouded in the golden light of the souls of all insects. His dark skin was now as pale as Crassus's. He glanced uneasily at the consul.

"He still wants to go through the portal!" Zeratul's face was much older. Wrinkles appeared on his face, and his eyes were a little sunken. "I don't know if my spell will be able to control the situation!"

Crassus looked down, his keen senses allowing him to see into the depths of Calanline's Well.

Look into the depths of the portal......

He saw the leader of the Burning Legion, Didros.

The molten armor wrapped the bronze warrior from neck to feet. He exuded a black rage. The power was so great that it stabbed the archon's eyes.

Crassus endured the pain. Bravely look at that evil face, a twisted and perfect face. Once upon a time, there was a handsome, even perfect, creature. Crassus knew that it was the race to which the creatures belonged that created the world.

But now this handsome face is full of evil spirits. His ** was dead, his eyes burning with flames, and he was in a state of utter chaotic emptiness.

Didros had sharp fangs. Behind him was a long, thick tail waving with jagged scales protruding outwards at the tip of the tail. He had curly claws on his hands and wielded an evil sword in one hand, half of the sword remaining, but its jagged blade was still devastating.

Suddenly. Crassus gasped and stared in horror at the scene in front of him. At the top of that ugly weapon, a tiny, blood-colored body pierced through it.

It's Kers.

The archon, who had been in a state of excitement, had forgotten about Nex. It was then that Crassus understood why they had been able to gain so much time. Kox sacrificed himself in order to delay the operation of the Burning Legion.

Didros was standing in the doorway at the moment. The uncanny force drove his troops back to his lair, but Didros struggled forward. Finally. He came to the portal door......

As Didros approached the door, Crassus saw an astonishing sight. This big devil was actually injured, but only a minor injury. He had a shallow wound on his right leg that Crassus's keen eyes recognized as an axe.

It's Kerks' axe. It seemed impossible to happen, but the tomahawk with the restraint actually slashed Dideros. Although it did not cause him substantial harm, the wound made many things possible.

"Rason! Aufilo! We must act at the same time! Zeratul! Get ready! You'll have a chance to destroy the portal, but it's a fleeting opportunity! ”

The others did as he said. Crassus felt the power of his queen and Rason allowing him to channel them both. The red male and Cathera also infused him with strength. Everything was ready, just waiting for Zeratul to deliver the final blow, but if the last effort failed, none of them would survive.

Crassus's eyes flashed with strength, and he aimed the mana of the crowd at the portal. The Archons believe that the Demon Leader's focus makes it possible for the Archons to strike a risky blow.

Compared to Didros, Hatu and Harturas are as insignificant as fleas. The combined strength of a hundred giant insects was nothing to him.

It would be ridiculous for Crassus to attack Didros's body directly, such as his chest and head, at least for the demon boss. The incredible blow of Kerry had already illustrated the magnitude of the power that Zeratul and his teacher had injected into it.

Instead, the Archon struck all the power given to him by someone else at a trivial wound left by Kers' Tomahawk, part of the El planet's prohibition.

Immediately after, the prohibition that was released worked. Crassus felt Dideros' attention wane for a moment. Not because of the pain - which was what they most wanted to see happen - but because they were frightened.

Crassus's purpose was achieved. "Act, Zeratul!"

With the soul of ten thousand insects in his hand, Zeratul launched the final blow to the portal.

Crassus is desperate, and the wounds left by the battle axe will be very sensitive, and if attacked, it will be enough to attract the attention of the demon leader for a short time. All the power they had built up would distract him temporarily, so Didros instinctively took his attention away from the entrance.

The mouth of the giant vortex suddenly shuddered, and then lost its cohesion. A sudden explosion of energy occurred in the depths of the whirlpool.

The portal begins to crumble.

The edges of the flames around the portal collapsed one after another. Didros wanted to rebuild it, but the situation was out of control, and even his power could not be restored. That precious second stole the victory of the demon leader.

What happened next took Crassus by surprise. Unwilling to accept the fate of defeat, Didros stepped into the portal that was about to collapse, trying to pass through it and repair it at the same time.

This desire of his led to his eventual destruction. At the moment when the portal exploded, the demon leader found himself stuck in the door, unable to get out. He couldn't escape, and he couldn't get his legs back.

The Burning Giant Worm threw away the sword in his hand and slammed his fists into the entrance, but to no avail. The passage between the two worlds narrowed dramatically, eventually holding him tightly in the middle. Dideros roared, his voice echoing in everyone's hearts.

I won't fail! Never!

The portal shrank, and Didros seemed to shrink with it. He tried his best to open the passage, and with his immense power, the inside of the portal began to catch fire.

Just as the demon leader roared furiously, desperately hitting the wall...... The portal suddenly vanished.

Didros also vanished.

"It worked!" Zeratul panted, "Cheng—"

His voice stopped abruptly, the portal was gone, but the huge whirlpool in the middle of the lake was still spinning wildly. To make matters worse, the whirlpool seems to be expanding. Zeratul noticed that the water of the lake was constantly pounding against Asaline's shore.

Zeratul turned to look at Crassus and asked, "What's going on?" ”

Crassus waved his hand and didn't want to explain: "We must get out of here quickly!" We must get everyone as far away from the Well of Calanline as possible! ”