The 400,000-strong army of the Khakia Empire completely lost its fighting spirit and collapsed. (♀ Novel)

The samurai regiments in the Holy Land may still be able to fight, but in the face of defeat, their persistence cannot change the overall situation.

A large number of alchemy cannon positions were directly abandoned, and the discarded equipment was scattered all over the place.

The army of the Nether Ghost Clan swept through the alchemy cannon position, and some of the Nether Ghost Beasts had a soft spot for these metal creations, and often swallowed them in one bite.

As he fled, Marsdor felt the astonishing light and heat coming from behind him.

He guessed that it was the legendary mages fighting back.

However, he was disappointed to find that the flow of fleeing people showed no signs of stopping, and the roar of the monster behind him became louder and clearer.

Yes~!

A scream was heard from the fleeing crowd.

Every time such a sound sounded, it meant that someone had been wounded in the leg and fell to the ground, and before they could resist, more people stepped on his back, trampling them deep into the dirt pit.

"Boom!"

Marsdor suddenly felt his ears fill with a roar, and then he unconsciously lost his balance and flew into the sky.

Touch!

Marsdor fell to the ground, and suddenly saw that at least a thousand of his companions behind him had disappeared......

Behind him, there was only a deep tunnel left, the tunnel was very wide, at least three hundred meters, and the depth was about 100 meters.

"Forbidden Spell!" Marsdor's eyes showed fear, "Those legendary mages, they have finally begun to cast forbidden spells on us!"

"God, what's going on?"

"I, I'm a nobleman!" shouted a noble officer who, like Marsdor, was almost dead in the forbidden spell's area, "Those Holy Land mages actually don't care about my life and death like this!"

"Phew, in the eyes of the people of the Holy Land, how much difference is there between the nobles of our Kachiya Empire and the ants?"

Another noble officer also complained, and then after hearing the sound of monsters roaring behind the heat, the noble officers quickly turned around and fled into the distance.

Marsdor also followed a noble-looking officer who looked valiant, away from the land of right and wrong.

Listening to the loud roar that continued to sound in the distance, Marsdor muttered to himself, "The forbidden spells of the mages must have killed a lot of monsters." ”

"Although we lost, we destroyed a large number of monsters, and the future battle will be easier. As if feeling that he was far away from the monster's attack, a noble officer heard Marsdor's whisper, nodded in response, and deliberately raised his voice.

The intention of this aristocratic officer was clear, that is, to appease the people, and if he could take the opportunity to reorganize the army, then it would be a good feat!

It's just that when the deserters were just a little more stable because the monsters didn't continue to attack, a wretched mage suddenly flew in the sky.

As the mage flew, he shouted loudly: "The whole army retreats, withdraw to the imperial capital!"

"What!"

Marsdor was slightly stunned, then felt a chill down his spine, and looked behind him: "Could it be that the Holy Land Mage Group and the legendary mages have not been able to retreat in front of those monsters?"

Marsdor's guess was right, after the collapse of the entire Kachiati army, the people of the Holy Land could only fight alone.

They are very strong, and the mages are even more magically capable of killing dozens of monsters of the Nether Clan.

However, what is Lin Tian afraid of?

The number of Nether Ghost Clan monsters owned by Lin Tian exceeded 10 million, and they were even about to break 100 million!

Moreover, these fallen Nether Ghost Clan monsters, their souls have not disappeared, their death is only the extinction, as long as the Nether Ghost Qi is still raging in the Kachia Empire, as long as the Nether Altar is still there, then these souls will sooner or later gain a new Nether and rejoin the Nether Ghost Clan army.

They are an army that is even more immortal than the army of the undead!

Lin Tian used the monster sea tactics to make the legendary mages of the Holy Land deeply understand what it means to be a sea of people, and what it means to be quantity over quality!

Countless Nether Monsters rushed towards the mage group, and even legendary spells could not stop them.

As soon as the legendary spell bombardment is over, the void will be immediately filled by subsequent monsters.

Not only that, in the following battles, more and more powerful monsters of the Nether Ghost Clan appeared, and released strange energy bodies, corroding the shields of the mages of the Holy Land.

Over the next 20 minutes, the Holy Land Mage Regiment lost one-fifth of its mages.

The legendary mages, after sending out their spells with their last strength, also had to admit that they could not turn the situation around.

When Master Moss reported to the highest level of the Holy Land, he said with an expression full of pain and sorrow: "The great goddess is above, and the forbidden spell that our mages will know is still too weak. ”

"Oh God!"

"We mages, we need more powerful spells~!"

"We ...... Need more mages!"

The Holy Land, far from the continent of Kachia, has always been in an absolute transcendent position.

For more than a thousand years, they have been enjoying the treacherous and respectful of the Kachia continent, enjoying the treatment of the masters, and they don't know how wonderful and satisfying they are.

But now...... Not only were they forced to die many of their comrades for the sake of the continent of Kachia, but now they were facing the humiliation of a great defeat.

Because the legendary mages had no loss, the current elders of the Holy Land were quite calm, and after accusing the blasphemous monsters, they gathered together to ask for the help of the goddess of magic clone.

The doppelganger of the Goddess of Magic took this information very seriously, and tried to deal with the leaders of the Nether Clan.

However, as soon as the doppelganger of the goddess of magic made a move, she was surprised to find that her perception seemed to be out of order, and she couldn't even detect the strength and weakness of those Nether Ghost Clans, let alone distinguish the leaders among them.

Not long after the legendary mages left, the doppelganger of the enraged goddess of magic personally cast a miraculous spell and bombarded the gathering area of the Nether Clan's army, destroying millions of Nether monsters in an instant.

And at this moment, Lin Tian smiled.

The god of order and game also smiled triumphantly.

The doppelganger of the goddess of magic has the divine power to destroy fragile souls.

After the millions of Nether Ghost Clans were wiped out, even their souls were shattered and disappeared.

But!

As a goddess of magic who was enshrined by the belief of the creatures of the Kachia continent, she destroyed her followers in one go, and this result directly led to the recurrence of the backlash that she had managed to suppress, making her ...... I almost fell to the next level when I repaired!

The frightened goddess of magic hurriedly withdrew her clone, she couldn't intervene directly, so she had to selectively pick out a series of forbidden spells and prepare to hand them over to the Holy Land.

They began to inform the Legendary Mages sent from outside the Holy Land, hoping that they would find time to return to the Holy Land as much as possible.

Marsdor's army, which he was in, was once again reorganized.

It's just that Marsdor and the others feel a little embarrassed that their reorganization did not come from the senior officers or generals of their own team, but from Longhua City.

The survivors of Longhua City looked like a team of outcasts.

But this army of displaced people has things that their defeated army does not have, such as ...... Military spirit, such as ...... Morale!

Marsdor looked at those Longhua City warriors with their heads held high, and he didn't understand in his heart, they were also fighting monsters and suffering heavy losses, why did these survivors of Longhua City have morale and military spirit that they didn't have?

On what basis do they have the hope they have always wanted but have not been able to get?

Marsdor sighed, fell silent, and finally chose to observe silently, trying to find the reason.

Soon, Marsdor, like many noble officers, discovered the biggest difference between the reinforcements from Longhua City and them.

They believe in their leaders.

Or rather, they were sure that while the Heavenly Forest Lord was there, they would be able to defeat those monsters and live!

Lord Tianlin, a barbarian warrior, one person breaks a thousand troops, these words appear in the camp of the defeated army that is contained by Longhua City with the highest frequency, and let them invisibly preconceive to establish a good impression of Lin Tian's incarnation.

Lin Tian looked at Baiyue Longhua commanding the team to contain the defeated army of the Kachia Empire, he didn't interfere, but it didn't mean that it was useless.

As the most trusted nobleman of Baiyue Longhua, Lin Tian was able to obtain all the preparation and layout plan materials, and Lin Tian was able to easily lay traps unconsciously with a large amount of gold as a medium.

The mages of the Holy Land escorted the Holy Land, and the legendary mages arrived at dusk.

The wedge masters were very surprised to see that the Kachia Emperor had not completely collapsed and scattered, and they were relieved to be defeated after knowing that reinforcements from Longhua City had joined.

After confirming that the monsters of the Netherworld did not continue to pursue them, the Holy Land Mages moved into the camp with the legendary mages and restored the pride and dignity of the Holy Land.

They divided the camp of Longhua City into an inner camp and an outer camp, and the inner camp could only be inhabited by those who were born in the Holy Land, and at most, a few nobles above the marquis were qualified to go in and discuss the next policy with the divisions.

There is a huge difference in treatment between the inner and outer camps, and in terms of tents alone, more than 80 tents have been seized from the Holy Land, leaving less than 200 tents for the more than 100,000 people in the outer camps.

Although everyone including Marsdor complained that under the thousand-year-old power of the Holy Land, most of them chose to remain silent, only some civilian warriors who had followed Lin Tian and became bold had the courage to complain about the injustice of those Holy Land mages at this time.

Lin Tian watched all this coldly, and the countless goblin bombs he exchanged for gold had already been placed on the ground of the inner camp, the tents, and even those food packs.

At the same time, the army of the Nether Ghost Clan led by the Nether Ghost General also dispatched more than 20 elite detachments, each of which waited for Lin Tian's order, and directly teleported to the inner camp with the teleportation scepter bought in the mysterious shop, killing the Quartet!

Night...... Coming gradually.

After using the Great Observation Eye Technique to confirm that the Nether Ghost Clan army was more than 300 kilometers away, Master Moss informed the other divisions of the results, then took the alchemy potion and returned to the tent to begin meditation.

Today's daytime battle was so fierce that the legendary mages from the Holy Land also had a feeling of being unbearable, and although the continuous forbidden spells had killed and injured millions of Nether Ghost Clan monsters, they had also exhausted the spiritual power of these legendary mages at the same time.

Even with the help of the miracle medicine, Master Moss estimated that it would take at least three days for himself and others to regain their heyday.

"Rest well tonight, cherish the medicine and don't save it. ”

"Wait until tomorrow, we will leave this team and go back to the Holy Land first, and when we learn stronger forbidden spells from the Holy Land and get better supplements, we will definitely be able to send all those monsters to hell!"

Master Moss heard their Grand Elder say this, and he also thought deeply of it, and carried out this plan in earnest.

Master Moss, who did not come to fruition, so he entered a highly meditative state, but became the first fallen legendary mage of the Holy Land in the inner camp because of this!

Recognize us.