Seeing this dark cloud, Constantine's face changed slightly.

Because he knew that the accident had already happened.

At the other end of the battlefield, Samael looked at the dark clouds that covered the mountains in the distance, and the corners of his lips curled slightly.

......

On the plains outside the Great Wall of Desperation, there was a sudden earth-shattering roar.

A huge creature with a body nearly fifty meters tall appeared behind the Demon Legion.

It was a giant, with dark black skin, covered in spikes, and with sixteen eyes in two rows, stretching from its head to its abdomen.

At the sight of the creature, the demons timidly stepped out of the way, like a forked tide, making way for the behemoth.

"Abyss Lord!" On the city wall, Hawking's face changed drastically as he watched this scene.

The Abyss Lord is the second only existence in the Abyss Plane after the Demon King, and is the top combat power in the Chaos Race.

For any plane of order, the appearance of an Abyss Lord is a great disaster.

And in the chaotic Void Desperate Realm, the Abyss Lord can be free from the restrictions of the laws of the order plane, and can freely release all his power.

Even the weakest Great Lord is on par with the peak powerhouses of the Holy Realm in the human world.

At this moment, the fifty-meter-tall Abyss Lord had already walked to the front of the demon army, spreading his arms and chanting ancient demonic words in his mouth.

Majestic dark power poured out from his body, covering most of the battlefield, and the unclean black instantly dyed the surrounding large swath of land black, forming a huge magical field, as black as ink.

Beams of destruction rained down from the city, submerging into the realm unleashed by the Abyss Lord, but quickly disappeared into the blackness, failing to do the slightest damage to the demon army.

Seeing that the Great Lord had blocked those terrifying lights of destruction, the demon army let out a roar of excitement

"Shadow Hell. Hawking's lips were bitter, and it was only today that he had seen this legendary magic for the first time.

"What's that?" Luna asked, snapping a quick glance at the deep darkness surrounding the Abyss Lord.

"An enchantment magic that only the highest archdemon can master. ”

Hawking said, "I've learned from the inside of the Crown of Mysteries that it can create a space that only dark forces can enter, and assimilate all attributes of magical energy. ”

"Isn't there a way to crack it?"

"Unless someone can break through the barrier head-on and attack the Abyss Lord's body, they can interrupt its spell casting. Hawking shook his head with a wry smile, "However, ordinary trialists do this, and it is no different from looking for death." ”

"That Abyss Lord, what level is it?"

"I've used astrology on it, and it turns out that the High Lord is a legendary creature. Hawking said unequivocally. "The strength is probably around the middle level. ”

"It's just a median legend. Luna said lightly, "I'll just slaughter it." ”

Luna's magic level is at the peak of the Sanctuary, and she is obviously still a long way from the legendary powerhouse, and her goal is the Legendary mid-level Abyss Grand Lord.

But her tone was very certain, without the slightest hesitation, full of strong confidence.

What's even more amazing is that Hawking was not shocked.

Having spent several years at the Wall, Hawking has come to know Luna's horrors, and the Moonlight Girl is no match for her magic level.

Ordinary trials would never dare to challenge a great lord head-on, but Luna is not an ordinary trialist.

"I wish you good luck. Hawking said solemnly.

Luna took a deep breath, and the moonlight peeked out of her body like clear water waves, and behind them were monstrous waves.

Just as she was about to rise to her feet, a subtle fluctuation of energy came from behind her.

This energy fluctuation was not strong, but it made her tremble, and she involuntarily turned her head to look behind the Great Wall.

Over the mountains behind the Great Wall, a pitch-black cloud had blanketed the entire sky.

From that dark cloud, she felt an extremely ominous aura, and even if she was as powerful as Luna, she felt a long-lost chill spread down her spine.

Hawking, who was beside him, also noticed the dark clouds over the mountain range and hurriedly cast an astrological spell.

The result of appearing in the sea of spirits made Hawking gasp.

"A number of high-level Chaos races have appeared outside the Valley of Rothier, and the guards are under attack. Hawking turned his head, his voice dry.

Suddenly, Luna understood something.

"I see, their real goal is a super-large teleportation circle leading to Daybreak City. Luna said coldly, a chill flashing in her eyes.

......

The Rothel Valley is an ordinary valley in the heart of the Desperate Great Wall Mountain Range, however, the main hall located at the back of the Rothel Valley is anything but ordinary, and inside it is a large teleportation circle that leads to the space where the City of Dawn is located.

Its strategic value even goes beyond the desperate situation itself.

A parapet has been built on the outskirts of the valley of Rothschild, which is under attack at this moment.

The appearance of the Chaos Race was unexpected, and no one knew how they got to the outside of the valley.

It was as if they appeared naturally the moment a black cloud hung over the mountains.

There weren't many enemies coming, only a few hundred or so, but all of them were the true elite of the Chaos race.

A high-blade demon wielding the light of the Forest.

A mandala monster with multiple tentacles.

A Sombra wizard studded with Chaos Crystals.

Frost Armored Giant wrapped in heavy ice.

and the four-winged Infernal Bird that wields thunder and lightning and wind.....

All of them are enemies that give the Trialists a headache.

On the outskirts of the valley, the sword saints who formed the guard army wielded their long swords and fought against the blade demons and mandala monsters who were the first to pour into the valley.

The High Blade Demon has a natural strength and fighting talent, and is not much inferior to the Juggernauts in close combat.

The sword light and sword shadows intersected with each other, striking out the fire tree silver flower.

The Mandala Monsters are also a tricky Chaos race, they are far less powerful than the Blade Demons, but they can rely on their nimble tentacles to interfere with the movements of the Guardian warriors.

The sword aura of the Sword Masters slashed through their soft bodies, and although they could tear off a large piece of flesh, it was to no avail, and the injured parts of the mandala monster's body would soon sprout new muscles, and they continued to move forward fearlessly.

The mandala monster's regeneration ability is extremely strong, and even if the tentacles and body are cut off by the sword qi, it will not take a few minutes to completely recover.

Unless they destroy their hearts and brains with a single blow, they are near-immortal units.

Therefore, on the battlefield of desperation, what disgusted the sword saints the most was not the powerful blade demon, but the mandala monster, which was extremely terrifying in terms of consumption ability.

Even killing them in the end would cost a considerable amount of mana.

On a desperate battlefield, every drop of magic of the warriors is precious.

Just as the swordsmen were in a bitter battle, a tsunami-like wave of magic surged from the city.

The magicians of the Great Wall Legion have finally struck.

On the parapet, mages chanted incantations, and a massive amount of high-level attack magic bombarded the Chaos forces beyond the valley with precision.

Brilliant energy radiance poured down from the walls, weaving together into a stormy curtain of magic and raining down on the heads of the Chaos Race.

Corona, Frost Tornado, Lightning Storm, Blessing of Annihilation, Blizzard, Ring of Gravity, Stasis Enchantment, Dissociation Ray, Starfall...... It's all high-level magic.

Each of the above-mentioned attack spells placed on the battlefield of the human realm has the potential to determine the direction of a war of 10,000 people, but at the moment it is only used against a few hundred Chaos races.

A gorgeous magical attack explodes in the center of the Chaos race.

The blade makes the demons roar in rage, swinging the blade, and with its powerful magic power and amazing magic resistance, it can bounce off or immunize one spell after another.

However, the mages who can step into a desperate situation are not general, and they all have various means of spell penetration and amplification to a greater or lesser extent.

Even without considering these supermagic techniques, the energy superposition effect produced by the high magic itself is extremely terrifying.

As a result, as time progressed, there were still many blades that made the demon fall with a bang in the process of advancing.

The Mandala Monsters were even more unfortunate, under the blow of a large number of elemental and arcane lights, their proud regenerative abilities could not be used at all, and they turned into green smoke in the roar.

The mandala monster and the blade caused the demon to fall, and the pressure on the swordsmen was suddenly relieved.

But no one can breathe a sigh of relief, everyone knows that the offensive of the Chaos race is not over, on the contrary, this is only the beginning.

Seeing that the attack was blocked, the frost armored giants of the Chaos Race took solid and powerful steps towards the parapet.

The Frost Armor Giant's magical protection is extremely powerful, and it is the most terrifying meat shield of the Chaos Race.

These tall creatures are the perfect combination of ice and chaos power, and their defense is even higher than that of the Blade Demons, and even the high-level spells issued by the Magus are difficult to penetrate their natural armor.

After the "corona" that could easily start a forest fire hit their ice and snow armor, it only dripped a few streams of snow water, which was harmless at all.

At the rear of the Chaos Army, more than a dozen Sombra wizards rose into the air, and energy surged in the magic crystals all over their bodies.

As the Chaos Race's natural spellcasters, each of them has spiritual powers comparable to those of a Magus.

Moreover, their casting is not restricted by spells at all, and the black chaos crystals embedded in the surface of their bodies are natural magic storage items, which can help them memorize the structure of various spells and call them directly in battle.

Beams of energy shot out from the eyes, foreheads, and even abdomen of the wizards, intertwined with the magical light curtains that fell from the sky, and they did not fall in the slightest, and even gradually canceled out the latter.

The battle is once again scorching.

However, the experienced Great Wall Mage Corps has already summed up a strategy to deal with it after many years of war.

With the chanting of the incantation, various tall elemental creatures appeared in front of the frost armored giant, colliding with the frost giant, and a rich elemental aura rose in the valley.

A magus from the "Immortal Throne" even summoned a large number of death knights to charge at the Frost Armor Giant, firmly blocking the Frost Armor Giant.

Since you can't fight, then don't fight, this is what the Great Wall mages do.

While the elemental creatures and the Death Knight hold the Frost Armored Giants in tow, the Magus in the Legion can calmly launch a spell battle with the Sombra Wizards.

Of course, there is also a premise, which is to deal with the purgatory vultures dangling overhead first.

When the battle was fierce, there was a sudden thunderclap in the sky of the valley.

Several birds swooped down towards the parapet and the defenders in the valley with fierce eyes and wings wrapped in wind and thunder.

The speed of the Purgatory Vultures is quite fast, and with the power of the wind, they can soar at high speed in the desperate sky without being affected by air resistance to the greatest extent.

Their wings are scurrying with ferocious lightning bolts, and as they fall, they can turn their prey into a charred corpse with a single flap, and then leisurely return to the sky.

The vultures swooped down, undisguised in their greedy and tyrannical eyes, ready to slay any creatures of order that appeared in their sight.

The birds roared, and the shadow of death hovered over the guards.

But no one looked up, and all the defenders were concentrating on the enemy in front of them.

There was a sudden buzz in the air.

Several arrows arced gracefully across the horizon, swept over the peaks, shot at a speed not inferior to that of a strong wind, and pierced the vultures' bodies with precision.

The vultures of Purgatory screamed

It was Serena's arrow.

Her people have not yet arrived, but the arrows have arrived.

On any battlefield that requires long-range support, the Swift Wind never disappoints.

A huge figure appeared above the valley of Rothiel, and it was a silver dragon.

On top of the dragon's head is an old mage, whose robes are embroidered with the unique emblem of the "Crown of Mysteries".

"Dragon Mage" Deno, the head of the Great Wall Mage Regiment, a veteran Holy Monument trialist, and one of the oldest guardians of the Great Wall of Desperation.

On the Dawnbreak Monument, he is ranked seventeenth.

Secluded in the interior of the Desperate Mountains, Deno has rarely been seen, and in the impression of the Great Wall Legion, the old commander has only struck twice in the past hundred years.

But once he appears, it will be a disaster for the Chaos Race.

With a flick of his hand expressionlessly, the silver dragon let out an earth-shattering roar, and the dragon's breath flames erupted uncontrollably, shooting down the valley.

The flames drowned out the frost-armored giants who were battling the elemental creatures, and the ice armor, which even high-level magic could not do, gradually crumbled under the dragon's breath of destruction.

Bang!

A frost giant could no longer hold on under the double blow of dragon's breath and elemental creatures, and its body collapsed with a bang, collapsing into a small icy hill.

With the first, there will soon be a second.

The Frost Giants, known for their defense, are not immune, and the Blade Demons and Mandala Monsters are not immune, and Dragon Blaze can reduce them to ashes as long as they are stained with their bodies.

The strength of the dragon mage has been vividly reflected so far.

Seeing the majestic silver dragon appear, the morale of the guards on the side of the Great Wall was boosted, and several Sword Masters cheered excitedly, as if they had seen the dawn of victory.

In their eyes, if the dawn had a color, it must be silver at this moment.

At this point, the retreat of the Chaos Race seemed inevitable.

But no one noticed that the night was getting darker and darker over the valley.

...

Not far from the valley of Rothier, Constantine and Roland were speeding at full speed.

"Since the Great Wall will not be breached for a while, why are we in such a hurry?" Roland asked his master.

In his opinion, this is undoubtedly a very physically demanding move.

"Gotta hurry. Constantine said categorically.

Roland didn't say anything more, although he was puzzled in his heart, he couldn't help but speed up his pace.

Constantine stared into the distance, the worry in his eyes growing stronger.

With just one glance at the sky, he knew who the enemy would be this time.

The approaching enemy was beyond the reach of the guards stationed in the valley of Rothier.

Not even Luna.

......