Now that the prelude to the war has begun, the next thing is bloodshed.

The various customs areas on the Terran border were invaded one after another, but fortunately, the four holy places were put into battle in time and resisted the fierce attack of the beasts. However, this is only a temporary resistance, and the situation is still not optimistic. The strength of the orc warriors was much stronger than expected, much beyond people's expectations. If it goes on like this, it's hard to keep.

This time, the orcs really moved into the nest, and they didn't plan to keep their hands.

And the classes of the Heavenly Spirit Academy were also interrupted because of this war. The teachers of the academy are not mediocre, they are all the pillars of the mainland. Now, the Terrans are in danger, and they resolutely decide to leave the academy and devote themselves to the front line of the battlefield. Not only teachers, but also many students are willing to put on military uniforms in order to protect their homes. Qin Yubin is one of them.

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The border of the Celestial Spirit Empire - the Desert of Revenants

In the city, the sunset rubbed his temples, a little tired.

At the Terran Conference, the Star Pavilion was assigned to garrison the Desert of the Revenant. The desert sea in the north and the desert of the dead souls in the south can be said to be the top priority of the human defense line, and the two places are respectively guarded by the Temple of the God of War and the Star Pavilion.

On this side of the Revenant Desert, the setting sun almost brought all the elites of the Star Pavilion to the border. These elites are the heritage of Xingchen Pavilion for many years, and of course Sunset is reluctant to let them go to the battlefield. But no matter how reluctant he is, he must do it. After all, this is related to the safety of the entire human race, and there can be no more reservations.

These days, they have repelled the attacks of the orcs several times, and they have also damaged a lot of vitality.

"Pavilion Master, there's a situation!"

The setting sun put away his tired countenance, and without the slightest delay, he immediately climbed to the lookout. He's really tired right now, but as a central figure here, he's got to pick himself up.

"What's going on?"

"Look over there. A soldier next to him pointed into the distance.

The black pressed piece is full of warriors of the beast clan. It was daytime, but the sky above them was inky black, and heavy dark clouds were spreading rapidly in this direction.

"This breath...... Oh no, it's him!" Sunset's face was as gloomy as the sky outside.

It seems that this time, it's going to be serious. Sunset sighed slowly and looked into the distance, his eyes cloudy.

Finally, the soldiers came to the city.

"Open the door, welcome the guests. The gates of the city opened, and the setting sun walked out unhurriedly.

In front of the orc army, there stood a man in purple.

"Shadow Emperor Gami is here, do you want to have two drinks together?" said the setting sun as he faced the man in purple.

"Haha, Lord Xi Pavilion is really interested. Gami laughed loudly: "You should know the purpose of my coming here, right? Opening the city gate and letting the commander drive straight in will save you a lot of unnecessary trouble, what do you think?"

"What if I refuse?" said Sunset's face sank.

"Why, do you really think you can stop me?" said Gami, smirking disdainfully.

"What nonsense, if you want to do it, come on!" In the cloudy sky, a thunderbolt suddenly sounded, and a raging thunder and lightning appeared around the setting sun.

Sunset's talent: The art of thunder.

"As you wish. Gami snorted coldly, exuding a ghostly aura and a chilling killing intent.

"Boom!" The deafening roar was mixed with a huge collision of spiritual power, tearing apart the pitch-black sky.

The battle began.

The warriors of both men and beasts charged, fighting, and hand-to-hand combat, the sound of metal clashing and tragic roars intertwined, and the blood soaked this barren land.

Over the battlefield, thunder and lightning were mixed and dark clouds were thick. A middle-aged man and a giant purple-winged bat are entangled, and every time they collide with the power of thunder, the stone is shattered.

The middle-aged man is the setting sun, and the huge bat is the body of Gami: the Purple Winged Ghost Bat King.

In this battle, the blood flowed like a river, and the mountains and rivers changed color. It can be said that this is the most tragic tragedy since the beginning of the war.