In the belly of the second theater of operations, a huge war was going on.

A mixed army of knights and slaves in the north tirelessly assaults the southern Treant defenses and revitalized elven troops.

On the ground, the fighting spirit is unbridled, magic is flying, and the roar of slave creatures permeates the entire battlefield.

In the sky, all kinds of slime that obscured the sky and the sun, like rain, dripped on the top of the attacker's head, and the slime was generally green, and this unsightly liquid, no matter what substance it came into contact with, could emit a corrosive sound of "bang-la-la" in a very short time.

The towering tree people encircling ten meters marched heavily and slowly through all corners of the southern front, and they were like a solid wall, blocking the attacks of the north again and again.

A dark green, streamlined saber-toothed dragon slammed into a twenty-meter-tall treeman, but unfortunately it was only six or seven meters in size, which only made the treeman shake slightly.

The tree man smashed down with a fist with a bitter wind, with a layer of hard scale armor on its body, and its strength was considered to be the top among high-level demonic beasts, and after a mournful roar, its spine was directly broken.

The whole body is unnaturally concave downward, and the bones with white stubble directly pierce the soft belly, like a camel with a dragon's head.

The saber-toothed dragon's strong bloodline and the physical fitness of the demonic beast made it not die so quickly, but this state was more uncomfortable than asking it to die.

The saber-toothed dragon was just attacking this inconspicuous small character of the tree man, and a saber-toothed dragon fell, as well as dozens or hundreds of slave creatures, rushing forward one after another.

The high-level Demonic Beast Flame Lizard saw the opportunity and used its long tongue with a temperature of up to thousands of degrees Celsius to flick the shoulder of the tree man, leaving an obvious black scorch mark on the shoulder position of the tree man.

The quasi-rank Demonic Beast Ice Sea Salamander took advantage of the other slave creatures to entangle the Treant, and silently and unconsciously wriggled to the Treant's feet, and a freezing aura of minus 50 degrees was released, which not only deepened the Treantman's already slow movements again, but also formed a white ice slag on the sole of the Treantman's feet.

Not only did they temporarily stumble the Treants, but they also froze a large number of activated goblins who were fighting on or around the Treants.

Few people pay attention to the results of the battle between the two demonic beasts, one fire and one ice, because it is so chaotic that people on both sides die and lives die every minute and second.

Several slave creatures rushed towards the frozen and temporarily stiffened Treant, and when the Treant's iron fist swung down, they jumped on the Treant, inflicting as much damage as they could on the Treant with their sharp teeth and sharp claws.

After all, the use of energy is a skill that can only be mastered by higher life forms, and these more slave creatures can only rely on their own physical brute strength.

More than 20 meters high, more than 3 meters wide tree people, full of all kinds of creatures, just a second ago a jackal-like creature, pulled off his body, by the way tore it into two sections, the next second his own tree body more than a scratch.

In addition to the thick red blood scale adhered to the rough skin, a little green sap was also stirred in it.

The Treant, whose strength had already been assessed as a first-level person, could not help but show fatigue when facing enemies who were dozens of times more numerous than him, and new wounds were emerging one after another.

With the strong physique and plant nature of the tree man, it may not be too long before it falls.

One by one, the tree people, after smashing and tearing up more than ten times the number of enemies they were, or even more, carried a body of wounds, staggered and fell, some of their deaths were due to the violent magic factor covering the whole body - the powerful attack of the magician, these slow-moving tree people were simply live targets.

Some of them were cut off by the waist - although the Treants had outstanding defense, they had advanced alchemy technology, and with the blessing of Dou Qi, the sharpness of the weapons increased again, making it easier for knights above the first level to cut off the bodies of these Treants who could only rely on their own physique.

But many more Treants die from the never-ending madness of slave creatures, and sometimes, death is a relief for slave creatures, whose madness is only for the sake of the enemy.

The millions of slave creatures that had just been transported from the wizarding world, in addition to the 400,000 heads distributed to various war zones, were all put into the battle against the revitalized fairy holy city.

The number of slave creatures dying every day is counted in tens of thousands, and it has only been a little more than a month, and the 600,000 newly joined slave creatures, together with the previous more than 300,000, add up to nearly a million numbers, and by now, one-third has fallen.

Their sacrifices, in the eyes of the higher-ups of the Holy Tower and the Hall of Knights, were only a slightly acceptable number.

The results of the battle were visible, and with the blow of Lord Odyssey, the defense line of the tree people that the elves relied on was directly broken in half.

The Knights' Hall and the Holy Tower have attacked the city one after another, and more than half of the land in the second war zone has fallen into their hands.

The towering World Tree could already be seen from the edge of the sky, and it was only one step away from their destruction of the main resistance force of this miniature plane.

Behind the Activation Fairy Front, in a large main city of Activated Fairy Enhancement called 'Manzhi City', the sunflower sacrifice gold went back and forth on the head of the city, looking at the stalemate front-line battle, and I was a little impetuous.

"Go, transfer another 50,000 soldiers to the northeast!" Jin pulled over a revitalized fairy city lord and ordered directly.

In the northeastern direction as far as the eye could see, three more tree men slowly fell.

The first-level activated goblin city lord who was pulled over by Jin did not slack off, and hurriedly called his subordinates and rushed to the northeast of the front front line to support.

In fact, when it comes to the number of people participating in the war, activating the goblin clan is the well-deserved advantage in this war.

With a population of hundreds of millions, there are nearly 300 million activated goblins living on the Wilderness Continent of the Light Forest.

But the problem is that among so many ordinary activated goblins, there are very few existences that can become activated goblin city lords and even lords, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are rare.

Under normal circumstances, it would take almost two hundred years for a revitalized goblin city with a population of tens of thousands to give birth to an activated goblin city lord.

From this aspect, it seems that the probability of activating the goblin clan to produce a first-level powerhouse is much stronger than that of the three islands in the west of the wizarding world, and the millions of people in the Faustan Kingdom have only a few first-level knights after generations.

But don't forget, it's not a country that has invaded the miniature plane of the goblins, but the Holy Tower and the Knight's Palace, which cover the entire Western Three Islands.

Three continents, tens of billions of people, but compared to the activation of the fairy world, this miniature plane is much larger, and the knights who can join this plane war are all strong people above the high-level squire, and the magicians are at least middle-level magic apprentices.

What's even more frustrating is that even the slave creatures who have become cannon fodder at the bottom of the two major forces all have the strength of intermediate or above Warcraft.

How long can these 50,000 activated goblin soldiers with a general strength of only low-level squires or even entry-level squires last after reaching the front line, or how many of them can survive back.

With this number, I'm afraid that the activated goblin city lord who led the team has no bottom in his heart.

But it had to do it, and it was its duty as an enlivened elf city lord. ()

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