In the Black Desert Battlefield, the main space rift is located in the sky above, the number of warships is the largest, and the number of high-level warships is also more, and it is still appearing in a steady stream.

A well-deserved first battlefield.

The battleship group has a luxurious lineup, and Xia Ye's side is not bad, with 600,000 undead troops and 200,000 Holy See troops, all of whom have experienced a hundred battles.

In terms of high warfare, Xia Ye, Erbai Witch, Mosaic, Anemia, and the Seven Sins, any one of them can be used as a sage.

Then Elusa and Eternal Night entered the field with a large number of demons like mad dogs that saw meat, and greatly filled the gap in numbers.

When Demon Dust rode his father and arrived with a group of demon clans, the situation was completely reversed, forming a counter-suppression of the battleship group.

Xia Ye's side can be called a dream lineup, with nearly ten sage-level combat power, a veteran sage, and a strength of up to three million!

And reinforcements are constantly coming from all directions.

There is no doubt that the second battlefield is in the territory of the Terrans, and the Terran battlefield is fought on three fronts, with a total of tens of millions of troops! Although the number is more than that of the Black Battlefield, the combat power of individual soldiers is far inferior to that of the undead army and the demon group.

The Terran battlefield can be said to be a meat grinder, except for those places that were abandoned, they were bombed by warships, and countless casualties were killed. The center of the battle situation was filled out with human lives.

In the end, the Ancient Serpent couldn't stand it, so he used his natural skills, temporarily returned to his ancestors, turned into a dragon, and resisted all the attacks of the warship, and the casualties were alleviated.

The most hateful thing is not the battleship, but the orc army that loots everywhere under the slogan of support!

This act of making war profits is shameful to all races, but now that they are in a period of war, they are not good at intensifying the contradictions, so they have to let the orcs pretend.

After the war, since the human race is looking for them to settle the score, it is estimated that no one will persuade them to fight at that time, and even the peacemaker of Demon Chen, it is estimated that he will applaud.

The third battlefield is on the Hanging Island, which is the closest to the spatial rift at high altitude, and the number of warships is also terrifying, but fortunately there are not many high-level warships.

Under the leadership of two sages and a sage, three hundred dragons combined with hundreds of thousands of Heavenly Wing Armies were the easiest of the three battlefields.

Victory is a matter of time, it just takes time.

A war has moved two worlds, the Heavenly Spirit Continent and the Demon Realm. Countless creatures have been thrown into the battlefield, countless lives have been dissipated on the battlefield, and blood and bones are composed, a tragic epic!

Xia Ye, who was in the battle situation, sighed, as if he had a sense of it, and had a premonition of this situation, this matter started from him, he couldn't do what the bird god said about indifference after all, and his mood was extremely heavy.

Maybe he's not fit to be a god.

When the war was in full swing, an interesting thing happened in the city of Huaxia, far away from the battlefield.

Time goes back to a day, Xia Ye has just arrived in the Black Desert, and the rest of the troops of all ethnic groups are constantly rushing to the three battlefields, and Huaxia City is completely undefended, and an uninvited guest came.

Wearing a pitch-black cloak, an unkempt face can be faintly seen under the cloak, and his medium-sized body is a little emaciated, exuding a sense of depression all over his body.

The breeze blew, and the place under the right arm of the cloak could be found, which was empty, and seemed to be a disability.

"Summer Night! As an undead, you care about the lives of ants, this is your greatest weakness!"

The man in black was the Pope of Gul! He was hunted down and killed by various ethnic groups, and he completely lost the momentum of releasing his vigor and directing the country.

Instead, he is like an undead who has returned from hell, coming for revenge, exuding a terrifying resentment.

Pope Gul stood on a stone on the city wall, looking at the praying inhabitants of Huaxia City, with an eerie smile.

Why are there stones on the walls? God knows! Maybe the devil has this hobby. It didn't matter, so Pope Gul didn't think much of it.

"Summer Night! Don't you care about them! Let the millions of living beings in this city be the first step in my revenge today! This blood will be counted on your head! Haha!"

Pope Gul smiled grimly, and the holy light mixed with black qi polluted by hatred condensed in his hands.

"Young man, don't talk to yourself here, don't you know that the villain died from talking too much!"

The sudden appearance of the old man's voice startled Pope Gul, who stopped carving the forbidden spell and looked around.

Although he is more miserable now, he is at the level of a saint after all, and he has not been found when he is touched by someone, how can he not be surprised.

"Who! pretend to be a ghost here! Get out!"

After glancing for a week, Pope Gul still didn't find the person who spoke, which made his face sink, it stands to reason that there should be no powerhouses of this level in the city!

"Brother, I think you're more like a ghost, you don't have to pretend. ”

The old man's voice sounded again, and it seemed to come from all directions, but Pope Gul still hadn't found anyone.

"Don't talk about these useless things, get out of here!"

"Brother, is it really okay for you to step on me and let me go?"

The old man's voice sounded again, and Gul was stunned for a moment, then reacted, jumped down from the stone, and looked at the stone after pulling away.

There was an extra mouth on the moss-covered stone, and the sound came from the mouth, but Pope Gul didn't detect the slightest magic fluctuation from the stone.

"Demon, monster, what the hell are you!"

An old but wise pair of eyes appeared on the stone, looking at Pope Gul, and said, "What am I here for? I have slept for too long, I forgot! Oh yes, my name is Marton." ”

"I don't care what your name is! Pretend to be a ghost and suffer death!"

Without saying a word, the holy light mixed with black qi condensed into a bow in the hands of Pope Gul, and the other hand condensed an arrow, and shot it at the stone.

Pope Gul's signature skill, Arrow of Divine Retribution.

Marton didn't dodge or dodge, allowing the arrows of divine punishment to sink into his body like tofu, leaving only a little feather outside.

Pope Gul frowned slightly, the arrow of divine punishment could not burst, the situation was not right.

Marton's body squirmed, and a pair of human hairy legs grew from under the stone, and a pair of dragon claws grew from above! Ugly comparison!

"Hiccup~ The holy light is impure, it's really unpalatable!" Marton took a sip and grinned, "Brother, you're very skinny! Didn't you ask me what I was!"

"Shengyao!"

Pope Gul's face was black, and a basin-sized bullet of holy light quickly condensed in his hand and smashed it towards Marton.

Marton still didn't dodge, didn't bother to dodge, and let the holy light bullet fall on his body.

"Boom!"

This time the Holy Light exploded, and Marton's body was blown apart like jelly.

"Brother, don't be so skinny!"

Blown into countless pieces, Marton still didn't die.

ps: The characters provided by the book friend "Unknown 110" have already appeared, squinting and laughing, and the hand is funny.