It's like the beginning of a grand ball, across geographies and planes.

Bouquets of beautiful, life-symbolizing crimson flowers bloom in the center of the stage, fiery yet icy and piercing.

The souls of the dead shouted in the air, playing epic lamentations.

In this world that is about to be named the 'Holy Land of Light', in order to defend against foreign enemies, countless sages have squandered their blood, for the only reason for the stubbornness of their hometown, and the eternal supreme faith...

Black and white, light and dark.

The war was in Ramoras, on a remote coast, and gradually began in the form of a meat grinder.

...

"Edka!

A young man dressed in a special coat of the Holy See clergy hurriedly blessed his brother with a slow healing spell, followed by three men and a woman, all graduates of the Holy Seminary in Rosenbach.

The tragic situation in front of them frightened these students who had just walked out of the academy, and the smell of blood filled the air, and the severed arms and stumps everywhere were like hell on earth.

The girl with the least guts even turned pale, and even her legs were a little unsteady on her feet.

"Benjamin... Will the Light protect us?"

As legionary clergy assigned by the Holy See to the various regions, these five men served in the 19th Infantry Regiment, which was stationed one hundred and fifty miles behind La Moras.

After holding out for two days, the 34th Infantry Regiment lost almost seventy percent of its soldiers and half of the fortress, and they held the beach and waited for reinforcements.

The two black-robed men who came with the army couldn't help but be shocked to see this tragic situation, not to mention the seemingly endless enemies in the distance who were still pouring towards the beach.

Fire, frost, acid, and the lethality of the Mystic seem to be even more terrifying in Legion combat.

Just two mystics made a move, and they instantly emptied dozens of enemies in the middle half of the fortress, but such a price also made the two mystics break out in a cold sweat.

"Oh my God, what kind of monsters are these?"

Several of the soldiers in charge of guarding the priesthood also gasped after repelling several enemies.

A veteran glanced at the beach in the distance, and with his years of experience in warfare, he dared to conclude that the vanguard must have numbered more than fifty thousand men.

If this kind of life-for-life style is used, even if it is one for five, the losses of the two legions that come will be unimaginably huge.

"Let's go to the rear with us, it's too dangerous here, and there are still a lot of wounded soldiers waiting for you. ”

"I know, you come and take my brother by the hand and carry him to the back, I'm afraid he won't be able to hold it anymore. ”

The commander of the 19th Infantry Regiment was a middle-aged man, and the battle situation in front of him made him frown, "Continue to seek support from outside, it's best to find a few more priests to come over, by the way, there are also mysterious ones, if the enemy has a high-level knight or above, I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to resist." ”

The herald hurriedly wrote down what he wanted to convey in his notebook, put on his helmet and rode his horse northwest.

The coast of La Moras is flanked by high cliffs, there is only a thousand meters of beach with a depth of less than 500 meters, and behind the fortress is a large plain, and if this fortress is lost, it will be difficult to regain it.

Ordering his soldiers to quickly enter the fortress to block the enemy, while he himself sat in the rear, Ekard fell, and if he rushed to the front line again, the entire fortress would face the dilemma of no one to command.

As time passed, the offensive momentum of Nodratos did not weaken in the slightest, and even became stronger.

The accumulation of corpses could no longer describe the terrible state of the fortress of Ramouras at this time, the intensity of the battle, without any stopping, exhausted the several legions who rushed to support.

The entire coast is like a man-eating beast at this time, and no matter how many soldiers you fill in, they will be swallowed along with the bones.

The only thing to be thankful for is that with the best equipment, the coalition forces have regained control of the fortress, but this can only give them a slight sigh of relief.

Carloads of corpses were pulled down and burned in crematoriums behind them.

Several legion commanders all gathered in the council hall at this time, and they all looked sad.

The intensity of such a war is far beyond their imagination, if it is a war between humans and humans in the past, especially the siege of a city, which hurts the enemy by 800 and loses 1,000, most of them will stop if they can't get good results, and a large number of soldiers and casualties are enough to disturb the morale of the army.

But the enemies they faced were different, fearless of death and mad!

The two mystics sat in their chairs with a weak face at this time, and one of them said with a wry smile on his face, "I once found an ancient monument in a ruins that described the war on the plane, but I thought it was just an exaggeration by the recorder, but now it seems that it is the vision that limits our imagination, and if I remember correctly, the war lasted for ten years, until all the creatures of the other plane were slaughtered, and hundreds of millions of living beings were slaughtered. ”

"This is just this morning to count our casualties in the past five days... 23,846 were killed and more than 4,000 wounded..."

The huge casualty figures silenced everyone present, a full five infantry regiments, and this was only five days, and in this small fortress of Ramoras, it is hard to imagine how exaggerated the casualty figures will become.

The seven legions that had arrived to support them had been almost crippled, and the coalition forces could barely spare any more troops to support them, as any of Noah's large seaports that could be named were under enemy attack.

A cloud of despair gradually loomed over them...

...

At this time, Mien also returned to Bugas with the Burning Blood Legion, and he would not have thought that just the Slave Legion, the number of Nodratos would be exaggerated to such an extent!

The whole of Noah was dragged into the quagmire of war in just three days!

According to preliminary estimates, the number of slave legions reached an exaggerated million!

And the most heavily attacked place is Bugas!

Soldiers are screaming and dying every minute of the long coastline, and even the Silver Knight is like a mustard in this war!

But this is a dimensional war, real and cruel, and the number of troops invested is in the tens of millions!

The 800,000 regular troops of the United Military District are simply mantis arms as cars!

Even if they resist the attack of the Slave Legion, the coalition will be greatly damaged, not to mention fighting the elite of Nordatos who will arrive later!

And this is also the reason why Minn wants to win over the Mystical Void, if he relies on the power of the Overworld to fight against Nodratos, it is simply a joke.

"Lord Landry, after such a long time, why hasn't the Mystic Void moved yet?"