The mighty wind blew away the dense fog within a radius of ten miles, and countless skeletons born from the undead enchantment also turned into nothingness.

The half-finished product is indeed a half-finished product, and although Augustine is depressed in his heart, he can only swallow this depression. After all, there is no time to complain to him about the next big war.

His eyes looked around at Shi Gandang and the nine Dark Guardians standing at the bottom of the steps, and looked at the Dark Treasure Book suspended above the Well of Darkness, and thought about it for a moment.

In the end, he looked away from it, and did not take the Dark Book back.

He walked down the steps, followed by Shi Gandang and the others.

......

A mile away from the bone abyss, Augustine rode his war horse and looked ahead with a scepter in hand. Behind him stood ten Dark Guardians, a hundred Abyss Knights, and one hundred and sixty Twilight Knights riding the Abyssal Wolves.

There were only two hundred and seventy men, but their momentum was not weak at all.

A chariot came galloping in, followed by the boundless warriors of the Phantom Clan.

The flag was hunting in the wind, and the sun added a bit of solemnity.

With a wave of his hand, the 100,000 troops behind him all stopped, and countless eyes looked at the more than 200 people in front of him. There was a sparkle of contempt in his eyes.

Although the fog and the skeletons in the fog seemed to be immense, it was undeniable that it was just a trick to scare people. Moreover, they are not human beings, but a ghost race living between the virtual and the real.

"The Witch of the Little Stone Tribe?" said Gloom as he looked directly at Augustine, who was standing at the forefront on a war horse, and said slowly, his tone murderous.

A gust of wind blew, and in this silent place, there was a strong aura of slaughter.

Augustine turned a blind eye to the 100,000 Youran soldiers, as if he didn't feel the slightest pressure: "Youwang"

"Should the eldest princess of my ghost tribe give me an explanation" The ghost asked Augustine, his tone cold and terrifying.

Augustine showed a contemptuous glow: "If it is hijacked, it will be hijacked, why should I explain it to you ghosts"

"What a gut" ghost suddenly became furious and shouted at Augustine.

Looking straight ahead, he shouted to the soldiers around him: "Where is the pioneer?"

"In" a phalanx of 10,000 cavalry slowly came from the rear, and with each step, it was as if a heavy blow had been suffered in the heart.

The ghost coldly spat out four words: "Slaughter them"

"Yes," more than 10,000 cavalry commanded in unison.

Then he slapped the horse's back and galloped away in the direction of Augustine and the others.

Looking at the tens of thousands of cavalry of the Ghost Clan galloping towards him, the scepter in Augustine's hand shone with a light.

Just as the light was about to rise into the sky, he heard the sound of horses' hooves like thunder behind him.

After a moment's pause, I heard a loud noise in my ears.

"Boom"

The two torrents collided heavily, and the sound of swords and soldiers intersecting was heard in my ears.

Three figures appeared behind, followed by dozens of soldiers in red clothes and red armor.

"Yi Tian, the commander of the Xuanniao City Guard, has long heard that the Youwang is skilled in the art of war, and I have come to ask for advice" The war horse galloped, and three figures appeared beside Augustine.

The sudden change left Augustine and the ghost in shock. Listening to the sound of swords and soldiers in his ears and Yi Tian's violence, he woke up.

The ghost looked at a figure in front of him, his hands trembling faintly.

"Brother Wang, quit the army," Youqian said loudly to the front. But I don't want the sword and soldier to intersect, and how to pass it on.

The ghost looked at Youqian's figure, and the anger in his heart was almost burned out: "Kill, welcome back the eldest princess"

"Yes" all the soldiers and soldiers of the Yu clan shouted violently at the same time, as if they were crazy to kill here.

Augustine shook his head slowly, and moved the scepter forward a little bit. It was as if invisible ripples spread, and everywhere it went, there seemed to be a hidden power.

With a spread of his left hand, the dark book suspended in the dark well of the bone abyss appeared in his hand under the call of this light.

A sense of ominousness appeared in the hearts of the 100,000 Youran soldiers, as if this feeling did not come from instinct, but from this world.

The Dark Tome was windless and automatic, and it was flapping rapidly. Pitch-black light flew out from every page.

Thousands of pitch-black lights swirled in the sky, and a door appeared out of thin air. The ornaments of countless demons exude the aura of eternity on it.

"Bell"

A loud bang rang in everyone's ears. Like a demon's whisper, it makes people forget that they are on the battlefield.

Yi Tian, who was standing beside Augustine, flashed a stunned light, staring at the sky deadly, and vaguely felt that an existence that could easily destroy the world had set his eyes on this place.

"In the name of my lord, the Dark Supreme Lord God, the door of the abyss is opened," Augustine said to the sky, his voice insignificant compared to the battle of more than 100,000 people. But it can ring in everyone's ears at the same time, and the words are clear, low and powerful.

"Boom"

The door suddenly opened, and the aura of the abyss filled every corner of the place.

A demon with wings fluttering flew out of the abyss gate in a steady stream, exuding a powerful momentum all over his body.

The ghost looked at the demon that had descended from the sky, and instantly came to his senses, and shouted at the soldiers around him: "Fight"

"Killing" all the generals of the Youyou clan woke up like a dream, and shouted in unison.

When the 100,000 soldiers of the Youclan heard this violent sound, they clenched the blades in their hands at the same time, and echoed loudly: "Kill"

Although these demons look menacing, if you can feel them carefully, it is not difficult to find that their strength is not as strong as it seems.

As long as they are handled carefully, they are not an invincible enemy. The only variable is how many of these unknown enemies there are.

Jia Changsheng, who was paying close attention to this place, couldn't help but sigh slightly. It seems that the darkness has made a bloody investment in this battle, but I didn't expect that even these demons that have not been fully cultivated will be released.

"If you don't let go of the demon, with the strength in Augustine's hands, can you hold on for a week?" said to Jia Changsheng in the dark.

Jia Changsheng shook his head slowly: "Naturally, I can't stop it, but judging from the performance of the undead enchantment just now, I am deeply skeptical about the strength of these demons."

"Twenty thousand demons, this is my last belongings, if I can't hold on for a week. I can only admit it" Darkness thought of the undead enchantment just now, and said to Jia Changsheng in his heart.

Jia Changsheng couldn't help but be silent when he heard the dark words, if he simply relied on 20,000 demons, he would naturally not be able to hold on for a week. But now, with the 10,000 reinforcements brought by Yi Tian, maybe this is not an impossible task.

As for the victory or defeat of this battle, it is better to hand it over to Reims's army of 30,000.

It only proves one thing, and that is that the Dark Church is still too weak.