"General, in that case, let the other brothers bear it, and I'm going to sleep. The injured Great Underworld just now said.

"Okay, since I can't bear it anymore, let's sleep first!" said the imperial general.

"I want to taste what the land of this world tastes like!" the big underworld stretched out its dark tongue and licked its lips, and flew up in a vertical leap, and then burrowed into the ground like a fierce child, looking for a place to sleep.

The rest of the underworld looked enviously at the place where he had disappeared.

They were tempted to propose a quick solution so that they could go to sleep, but the royal general had already spoken, and they didn't have much to say.

The Netherworld is strictly ranked, and the royal family is supreme, even the Great Netherworld does not dare to disobey the royal family.

But it is said that the Terran side is in a battle to the death.

Terran warriors are brave and fearless.

The one in front died, and on the top of the back, the high-ranking monks fought for a few days and nights, and those who were lucky enough not to die would also be replaced by other comrades, who would be replaced and rest for a while.

In the middle of the battlefield there was a large temporary camp of the Terrans, in which the displaced soldiers rested and ate.

However, some of them have hit the head, and they are unwilling to withdraw until they have exhausted all their strength, exhausted their cultivation, and are not willing to withdraw until they die!

Some of the people who withdrew were still clear-headed, and they knew that only by resting for a while to recharge their energy could they kill the enemy again!

But when they came down, their hands and feet trembled, and they could not stand steadily, and they could not even hold up food in their hands.

Rao is so, the next battle horn sounds, when it is their turn, they will still become vigorous and go forward again!

They are fighting with life force!

A lot of fighters are crippled, scrapped!

However, no one admits it, they can still fight with one hand, and they can still stand with one foot!

The hands and feet are gone, and they have to fight until the last moment with their teeth, and when they die, they will look up to the sky, and still have a trace of nostalgia for the world, and they will indeed burst into tears when they think of their relatives!

I-did my best!

This battle lasted for several years, and the consumption of the human race, the beast race, and the beauty race was very serious, and the attrition was very serious.

Heaven and earth are all crippled, the land of Zhongzhou is full of holes, there are cracks everywhere, the special factors in the air make it difficult to breathe, and sometimes there is blood rain in the sky, which is a holy fall.

The Terran saints kept looking for opportunities to attack, and they were all beaten back.

The female saint has also been fighting, but unfortunately, she has never been able to break through the defenses of the two great underworlds.

The low-ranking monks of the Terrans, the Beasts, and the Beauty Clans are all dead.

The battlefield in the later stage can't accommodate them to survive at all, and the environment has become too bad!

This harsh environment even extends to dozens of states!

The farther states were also affected by the fighting.

However, except for the human race, the beast race, and the beauty race, the human race has not ushered in the support of other races and large states, they are all waiting and watching, they are all trembling and watching the changes, and they dare not attack.

The attrition of the Terran coalition and the Nether army.

It's not that they don't know that the Netherworld army will fight more and more, but they still have extravagant hopes and deceive themselves, they hope that after the Netherworld defeats the Terran coalition, they will stop the script and stop expanding.

To this day, there are still races that have crossed thousands of mountains and rivers to show favor to the Netherworld.

The Terrans also know this situation, and many strong men hate it in their hearts, and they can't afford to temporarily abandon the Netherworld to crusade against those races!

However, they knew that this was not realistic, and that in this battle, it would be good for the Terrans to survive.

"It's time!" the Nether higher-ups issued another edict of death!

"Their low-level monks have died, and most of them have been transformed into my Hades warriors, without causing much waste, now is the time for our Great Hades and Hades Venerables to appear and do the final harvest!

Remember, I want all of them above the Heaven Realm! I can't let them become invisible, they must all be transformed into my Hades generals! As for the saints, all of them will enter the Netherworld!

The will of the Terran warriors to resist is too strong!

It only took more than half a year for those big states to be assimilated by us, but the Terrans were able to resist us for a few years!

Know that we can outnumber them tenfold!

I believe that after the warriors of the human race are transformed into warriors of my underworld, they will definitely become the strongest combat power of our race, helping my underworld conquer these thousands of domains and corners!"

"As you wish!"

The sky of the entire Zhongzhou land is dark, and the darkness oppresses everything, from east to west, from south to north, little by little it eats away at the sky and the earth, squeezing out all the light little by little!

The Netherworld dispatched almost all of its highest-end combat power, supplemented by the endless Nether tribesmen, the Dark Tide, to make the final harvest.

It was evening, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone on the ground.

The Terran monks watched in despair as the dark frenzy flooded the heavens and the earth, squeezing out the light in the slight.

The afterglow of that evening had been squeezed out, and only a trace remained.

The Terrans are in utter despair! Together with the Orcs and the Beauty!

Just wait for the last rays of afterglow to be swallowed up by darkness, and the Terrans will be completely wiped out!

Next, it won't be long before the Orcs and the Beauty Clan!

However, the last glimmer of afterglow and light withstood it and was not swallowed up!

What's going on?

Attack with all your might! The Netherworld has exploded!

The Terran coalition also broke out! Fight to the death with the masters of the Netherworld! They saw a glimmer of hope, and naturally they didn't want that hope to be dashed.

That afterglow is so tenacious that it can't be squeezed out no matter what!

This gave the Terran coalition great hope! Every warrior burst out with unprecedented combat power!

The female saint seemed to sense something, and with all her strength, she once again severely injured a large underworld!

The other great underworld feels incredible.

For several years, the saintess couldn't help them, why was she so violent!

After a long period of attack, some people in the Netherworld began to be afraid, and a bad premonition rose in their hearts!

Sure enough, the afterglow began to move, began to push back, began to spread, the darkness was forced back, and the light returned to the earth!

Like the first light of the universe, awakening the heavens and the earth, sweeping the sky, the people who were illuminated by the light felt incomparably warm, and the feeling in their hearts was indescribable.

The Netherworld, swept by the first light, turned into black smoke, and then dissipated, disappeared, and died.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, a figure is emerging.

He walked out of the afterglow, walking backwards, like a step forward, but the more he walked, the clearer he walked, the closer he got to the people, the indescribable feeling.

It's just that no one will be able to see him in the face.

It feels like going against the river of time, coming out of time, but I don't know if it's from the past or the future.

(End of chapter)