Thirty griffons, lined up in the air in a huge herringbone, flew fast towards the south.

Elethea sat behind a griffon knight, looking down at the receding mountains, rivers, and ranks of refugees on the roads.

When the Sky Demon Ship had just entered the airspace of Muni City, everyone received the news of the collapse of the first line of defense. At that time, the entire empty demon ship was dead silent as if it had been cast a silence magic.

Everyone knows what that means.

Abraham immediately ordered the empty demon ship to be abandoned and rushed to the war zone in a griffin.

The griffin is much faster than the Sky Demon Ship, but has less stamina and is only suitable for short flights. At this moment, the griffin that Eretia sat down on was the second one to change halfway, but she could still clearly feel that the griffon's physical strength had reached its limit. Not only is the skin hot, the blood vessels are high and bulging, but the throat also makes a violent wheezing sound from time to time.

"Princess, we're almost there!"

Following the griffin knight's voice, Elethea noticed that the griffon began to climb upwards.

The griffin's huge wings flapped vigorously, and each time, the height rose by more than ten meters. Soon, an oncoming towering mountain fell at the foot.

Theresia pursed her lips, nervously waiting.

When a large tree at the top of the cliff finally descended into view, an extremely shocking scene of war crashed straight into the eye.

I saw the majestic mountains at my feet, like a dragon diving to the bottom of the sea, submerged into a vast plain.

Not far away, behind a meandering river and a series of forests, several north-south peaks bulged abruptly. Around these peaks, there are small hills that are getting gentler and gentler, and you can see them from afar. It's like a dragon that has dive into the waves, and its body is unwilling to be honest, and it rolls out again, rippling a wave.

In the center of these peaks is a large, irregular triangular valley.

The entrance to the Lulian Abyss is in this valley.

Originally, it was a remote and quiet area. Because it's not close to roads and cities. Hence the inaccessible track. Nobody is going to come here. But now, the valley and the surrounding hills and plains have been crowded with thousands of demons and human soldiers. They came and went, fighting fiercely.

The clashing of weapons, the neighing of demons, the roars of warriors, the screams of the wounded, the hoofs and neighing of horses. There was also the sound of broken flags being ripped in the wind, mixed with deafening.

At this moment, the entire valley has been overrun by the demon army.

They are swarming out of the north and south entrances of the valley, rushing up the hills, down the slopes, and rushing in all directions towards the vast plains. Like the tide of the sea, wave after wave, constantly lapping against the line of human soldiers.

And on the periphery. Tens of thousands of Lulian warriors, forming a thin and fragile defensive line. Under the onslaught of demons. This line of defense is like a circle of oil slick spreading in the waves, constantly changing shapes, being pulled, and seemingly in danger of collapsing at any moment.

Judging by the banner, Adolf had committed all the troops he could use at his disposal.

In addition to the Muni City Guard, the Bavarian Knights. In addition to the Coastal Mercenary Regiment and the private armies of the Lulian Lords, there are countless well-known and unknown mercenary groups, the escorts of the chaebol merchant group, and several cavalry wearing papal uniforms. The rear assisted in support, even some ordinary soldiers who had not cultivated their fighting spirit.

A phalanx stood in front, and the magicians frantically unleashed their magic in the center of the ranks. Arrows rained down from behind, and the earth was full of dust, and every cloud of smoke and dust was a galloping team of knights. Again and again, they rode their guns and hurried to the most dangerous places, sealing the gaps that the demons had torn open.

The two sides fought wildly. From the air, it looks like two beans of different colors are densely mixed together. Blazing flames spread around the battlefield, and thick smoke billowed from the battlefield. Weapons and armor reflect the sun, but they can't give the slightest warmth. The stumps, severed arms and blood thrown away add a touch of cruelty to this picture.

What caught Elethea's attention the most was a warband in the center of the battlefield shrouded in endless warrings and magical light.

"Grand Duke Adolf!"

In the wind, there was an exclamation from Susan on the griffin next to her.

I saw that in that battle group, more than 2,000 human knights, under the leadership of Adolf, were rushing towards the depths of the valley. Directly in front of them was a large red door of light.

Obviously, Adolf's goal is to destroy the demon's blood sacrifice channel.

However, far away from the Light Gate, they were already under siege. A large number of demons pounced on them from all directions, taking turns to intercept them. Moreover, these demons are all demons above level eight. They are like wolves, constantly tearing at the knight's perimeter. Every step forward, the human knight has to pay a great price.

One knight after another fell from his horse. Their spears snapped, their armor shattered, and their flesh and horses were torn to pieces by the swarming demons. Blood stained every inch of their progress.

And closer to the valley in front of Adolf's team, Simon, the only magic god of the Firebee Hall, was leading nearly a hundred elites composed of the powerhouses of the Firebee Hall, the top knights and magicians of the major families, mercenary groups and merchant groups, fighting fiercely against three powerful eleventh-level demons and dozens of tenth-level demons.

Whether it is humans or demons, they are naturally far away from this realm that only the strong can set foot in.

The situation of the battle, it is clear that the demons have the upper hand. The human powerhouse was completely suppressed. Especially those three eleventh-level demons, every time they made a move, the phantom array they formed was crumbling. Many people's battle rings were only half left, the corners of their mouths were shocked with blood, and their bodies were even more scarred.

If it weren't for Simon's magic palace covering the entire battle group, the few shots at the critical moment were accurate and ruthless, I am afraid that the formation of the human powerhouse would have collapsed long ago.

But even then, they don't look like they can last long.

Simon was already pale and sweating profusely, a sign of an almost overdrawn spell and mental power. And once he can't hold it anymore, it's only a matter of time before the formation collapses.

And what was even more terrifying was that not far away, there were five other eleventh-level demons standing leisurely.

They didn't go into battle, they just floated in mid-air, looking down at the battlefield as they exchanged words and pointed at each other with a relaxed expression. Only when there is a situation in a certain position on the battlefield, the form of one of them will disappear in an instant, and after solving the problem, it will return to the same place.

And wherever they appear, the human army is a scene of people on their backs and rivers of blood.

Just now, Eretia saw one of the demons slaughter a team of brave knights who had already slaughtered the demons, and the whole process took less than ten seconds.

Seeing this scene, not only did Eretia and Susan's hearts turn cold, but the faces of Abraham and the other twelve Sanctuary powerhouses also became extremely ugly...... The official account is ctao0202. I heard that someone bet to eat stone steamed buns. I'm sorry to tell you that the manuscript was saved until the end of the Abyss episode. So, you can eat first...... (To be continued.) )