Queen Rose wasn't the kind of god who had to wait for the other party to complete the summoning spell before starting a team to fight with her, and if possible, she would rather let the other party not cast the summoning spell. She always values the result, and as for the process, that's not what she cares about. The reason why she didn't attack while the opponent's summoning spell was halfway through, firstly, because she knew that it was useless to attack at that time, and secondly, at that time, she was also using divine spells to apply buff magic to her own army.

Now, all kinds of buff magic that can be cast by Rose has been used for her army at any cost, and by the time she finishes casting the magic spell, the magic of Death Ripple and summoning has also been cast. This has to be said to be a coincidence.

"Gru, I'll leave it to you. A voice floated from the carriage.

"Yes!" Gru nodded slightly, then pulled out the long sword at his waist, "Target, the undead legion ahead, all the Demon Breaking Arrows, release!"

As Gru commanded, rows of enchanted rune arrows shot out like meteors in the sky. Boom, many of these runic arrows are attached to a series of mass damage magics such as bursting, electrostatic fields, chain lightning, ice picks, etc., so when a large number of rune arrows reach the designated landing point, they will burst into bursts of brilliant light. A large amount of magical light shone through each other, covering the entire area. The smoke and dust that stirred up were more than two meters high, completely obscuring the view of the area.

However, Gru did not give the order to stop firing, but did two volleys and three free throws before stopping the firing and waiting for observation.

However, by the time a strong wind blew the smoke and dust off the ground, the undead legions were not more damaged except for the dimming of the magical brilliance on their bodies, and not even a single normal skeleton warrior was killed.

"Hey," Gru gasped when he saw this, although he had been peaceful on the mainland for a long time, he had not commanded any large-scale battles himself, but he had commanded a lot of small-scale small troops, and for some special reasons, he had also led the team to strangle many difficult fugitives, powerful slave trapping teams, and powerful monsters that accidentally entered the territory...... But in the battles he had experienced, it was the first time he had seen such a durable enemy, and he had faced not one or two, but all.

However, even if you know that the enemy is too powerful, as a believer in the gods, you must obey the orders of the gods, especially the gods like Queen Rose, who don't like others to disobey their orders.

After figuring out the joints, Gru also waved the long sword in his hand helplessly, "The whole army charges." ”

With Gru's order, the Pegasus Knight and the Two-Headed Chimera began to form a battle formation in the air, ready to meet the opposing bone dragon formation. And the elven army on the ground faced the opponent's powerful ground troops according to the established formation.

Step, step, step, step, a burst of neat footsteps sounded, and a group of elves lined up in a neat phalanx with round shields and long swords slowly advanced towards the army of the undead.

And the legions of various undead on the opposite side also slowly advanced towards the elven legion. However, their pace is not as neat as that of the elves, firstly, because of the variety of races - skeleton warriors of all sizes, skeleton knights, bone beasts of all sizes, bone monsters, and so many different sizes, it is really difficult for them to make such a team neat.

Second, there is no need.

The orderly pace of the troops is to improve the overall assistance ability of the headquarters, and the second is to improve the morale of the own side and give the opponent a certain deterrent, but neither of these points is of much use to the undead legion. First of all, because of the natural particularity of the undead legion, it is impossible for the undead to be roughly similar in appearance to ability like ordinary creatures, so they can only rely on their personal strength and rarely cooperate. Second, the morale of the undead race is naturally zero, neither increasing nor decreasing, neither intimidated by the morale of the enemy nor encouraged by their own morale, they are a bunch of precise killing machines.

Perhaps, those who have lived long enough will begin to think about their lives and the meaning of their lives, and become new individuals. But, until then, they were just a bunch of puppets who would only obey orders.

Step, step, step, step, as the two armies approached, the atmosphere of the battlefield gradually became tense, and the breathing of many elves also became rapid, some because of nervousness, some because of excitement...... The Legion of the Dead, on the other hand, kept moving forward with a blank face.

Regardless of personal feelings, it has become inevitable that war will come to this point.

"Kill!" When the two teams were less than twenty meters apart, the elven legion gave the order to attack first.

"Whew!" a large number of elves rushed towards the army of the undead in a neat line.

Seeing this, Visharon waved the scepter in his hand, and the army of the undead, which was still maintaining its formation, suddenly rushed towards the elven legion like wild dogs.

At this time, Visharen had completely let go of his control over the undead legion, and he only gave one order to kill all the elves on the opposite side.

The white army of the undead and the green army of elves collided together, and from a distance, it looked like white waves crashing against the green grass.

Poof, an undead warrior just stabbed the bone sword in his hand into the chest of the opposite elf, and one of the elves on the opposite side used his long sword to cut off his head.

Because a black-armored knight rushed too fast, he even rushed directly into the camp of the elven legion with a skeleton war horse, but he was dragged down without even a single wave, and he was crushed to pieces.

A small group of elves had just killed a group of bone hounds in front of them, and before they could catch their breath, they were impaled by bone spurs rising from the ground, and then a bone digger emerged from the dirt.

The ancient dragon of the Chimera Beep in the sky scratched its wings and moved into the camp of the undead army with a shrill howl, and before it could stand up, it was completely drowned.

Something like this happens all the time, and countless lives are lost every second.

At this time, both sides have already killed red eyes, no one thinks about right and wrong anymore, all they think about is to kill the enemy in front of them and then survive.

At this time, Catherine, who was standing on the tower, watched helplessly as the elven legion and the undead legion faced off in the wasteland below the city, but she couldn't do anything.

To make matters worse, she didn't even have a side she could support.

Needless to say, the elven legion came the original way to destroy her kingdom, and those undead, although it is said that they have saved them temporarily, but if they really let them drive the elven legion away, then Erathia will soon become a kingdom of the undead like Erie, and then the human beings of the entire kingdom will ......

The more she thought about it, the more upset Catherine's mood became, "Is there nothing that can be done to just watch two mad dogs decide the winner, and then the winner tastes his piece of fat?" Catherine thought.

Just when Catherine was upset, General Monfila, who was suddenly standing next to her, suddenly pulled her sleeve, and then pointed to the sky, "Your Majesty, what is that?"

Catherine followed Memphella's finger and saw twelve huge balls floating in the sky not far away, and these balls were lined up as if in a formation, and then the holes on the balls opened, and out of these holes came some round, swarthy thick tubes.