The entire Ice Crown was completely transformed into a Shura slaughterhouse, and the armies of the human race and the alien race fought fiercely inside and outside the glacier, the sky was snowing, and the earth was bleeding. Countless elite warriors have fallen forever in the brutal battle of the meat grinder, their corpses mixed with those of their enemies, buried forever covered by ice and snow.

The Terrans attacked outside the Ice Crown, the aliens were stationed inside the Ice Crown, and the 100,000 demons had already dispersed, some assisted at the entrance of the glacier, and some killed in the army of the Hundred Races.

Dick, Dimihera, and Yarrow stood silently above the Terran legion, indifferently watching the battle unfold.

In the center of the Ice Crown Glacier is a circular altar made of black boulders, which is tall and magnificent, eight meters high and fifty meters in diameter. Snowflakes falling from the sky covered the top of the altar with a blank coat of silver. The surface of the altar is covered with dark red streaks, and from a distance, it almost gives the illusion that the entire altar is spurting blood.

In the center of the top of the altar was a ten-meter-tall blue-gray throne shrouded in a huge block of ice. Dozens of figures knelt around the Frozen Throne, all of whom came from different races, with different appearances, clothing, and languages, but all of them were priests, shamans, or priests, and their faces shone with the light of faith.

Shamans of all ethnic groups prayed together. The dark red lines on the altar gradually lit up, as if they had come to life. Immediately after that, the Frozen Throne suddenly shook, and the invisible shock wave carried the prayers of the priests into the sky, disappearing into the sky.

A moment later, an even more massive shock wave fell from the sky. Then came an old voice: "O believer, I am touched by your piety. I have come in response to your request!" The space shattered, and a figure in ancient armor descended from the sky. The figure held a pale cyan frost sword in his hand.

"Your Majesty the Lich King, your devout followers welcome you!" said an undead wizard on the altar with a trembling voice.

But this was only the beginning, and in the blink of an eye, a deep voice descended from the sky: "My people, I have come to save you!" A giant yaksha also tore through the space and descended on the Kalimodan continent, he was more than four meters tall, with a strong body, and his whole body was full of muscles knotted like tree roots, and his wings were slender. It stretched out like a cloud. His face did not look so hideous, and his eyes were as calm as water, and there was no bloodthirsty fierce light. Except for the two fangs that showed the corners of his lips and his dark blue complexion, he looked like an ordinary middle-aged man.

"Lord Saraquis, have you also come, and it is a great honor for your people to come!" a Yaksha shaman bowed with tears in his eyes.

Saraqis waved his hand casually: "You all go down!"

"Yes, obey your orders!" Although the shamans of the various tribes wanted to continue to worship the gods, Saraqis had already spoken, and no one dared to disobey, and they all bowed and retreated from the altar.

Immediately after that, the divine power fluctuated one after another. One after another, the gods worshiped by the hundred tribes tore through the space and descended on the altar, and there were more than twenty people at a cursory glance, among which there were four breaths belonging to the true gods. God is able to listen to the prayers of believers, so the gods have a general understanding of the situation.

The Lich King walked around the Frozen Throne with the Frost Sword. Stretching out his armor-covered right hand, he pressed it on the armrest of the throne, and looked up to the sky and sighed: "I left the altar and the frozen throne on this plane just to prevent Transtheus from fighting back on his death, but I didn't expect it to be useful one day." Someone was able to force the hundred tribes to such a point. Is it true that the god of war is not dead?"

Almost all the gods are discolored.

"This can't be! Transtheus was defeated by Lord Setannis, and was mortally wounded. Even if he escaped back to this Karimodan, it was only a remnant. "It's the beast god who speaks. He was tall and majestic, with muscles knotted like steel, purple hair growing all over his body, a majestic and hideous face, and four fangs peeking out of his lips.

Saraquis frowned: "But besides that madman, who else has the audacity to provoke the Hundred Clans?"

"Hehehehe......" The coquettish laugh was the god of the forest who was wrapped in vines, her appearance resembled that of a human girl, but she was covered with vines, with three emerald green horns on her head, and a cyan tail dragging behind her back, "What's so great about Transius? We have four true gods here, are we still afraid of him?"

The Lich King walked straight to the Frozen Throne and sat down, before coldly spitting out a phrase from the crack in his armor, "Idiot!"

"What did you say?" the forest god glared at the Lich King, but no one could tell she didn't dare to make any further moves.

Saraqis immediately stood between the two of them and waved his hand, "Don't say a word, now we are facing a great enemy!" The forest god snorted angrily and descended the steps.

"What should we do?" the beast god directly threw the work of using his brain to others.

Sarakis paced back and forth on the altar for two steps, his eyebrows furrowed, and said in a deep voice: "Let's go to the battlefield together to check, if Tlansius is really not dead, we must immediately evacuate this plane and return to Heaven and Hell to inform everyone." But if it is not the god of war who attacks the hundred races, we will completely annihilate these bold human races. ”

The gods all agreed, and the fluctuations of divine power rose in vastness, led by the four true gods of the Lich King, the Beast God, Saraquis, and the God of the Forest, and the gods worshiped by the hundred tribes floated up together, flying towards the outside of the Ice Crown.

The sound of breaking wind alarmed everyone, and all the warriors of the Hundred Clans Alliance all looked up, and then they saw the figure flying in the air, and in an instant, the battlefield was boiling!

Some of the soldiers widened their eyes, some jumped and screamed with excitement, some burst into tears, some fell to their knees in worship, and then all of them looked up to the sky and shouted, "Long live the Lich King!" and "Long live the Beast God!" and "Long live Lord Saraques!" ......

The gods have come!

The soldiers of the Hundred Tribes were greatly encouraged, their morale was high, they frantically waved the blades in their hands, and pounced on the enemy without fear of death, letting the blood fly!

Di Mihera looked down at the boiling battlefield, and frowned slightly: "It seems that the gods of the hundred clans have descended miracles, and even descended directly, we are in trouble." ”

Dick turned around and said, "Yarrow, you go and support the battlefield on the ground, the next battle is not something you can interfere in." ”

Yarrow nodded, and his figure landed towards the ground, and in a moment he was drowned in the rolling crowd.

Dick gently took Dimihera's small hand and smiled slightly: "Dimi, you must be careful in the next battle. ”

"You too, don't hurt yourself. There was also concern in Dimichra's eyes.

The sound of breaking wind was faintly heard, and the gods of the hundred clans had flown over the battlefield in the blink of an eye, confronting Dick and Dimihera from afar.

Not Tlansius!, almost all of the gods breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts.

"It's you!" Salaquis glared at Dick and roared angrily, his fangs clenched, his forehead bruised, and his eyes glowing with violent blood. It was as if Dick was going to be eaten alive.

Dick looked calm, and even smiled slightly: "Lord Saraquis, after the Styx Cave Mansion and our party, we haven't seen each other for a long time. Thank you very much for your generous gift, I use the pupil of Shura very easily. ”

Saraques's fists clenched, and then he actually laughed: "Hahahaha...... Okay, boy, I didn't expect that the person who attacked the Hundred Tribes was you! I think how you can escape this time?"

Dick smiled lightly: "It's a pity, this time I didn't plan to run away at all, but you, Lord Saraquis, should think about your fate." ”

Saraquis sneered, "The only thing I need to think about is how to make your life worse than death after I catch you!"

The Lich King glanced down at the battlefield at his feet, the legions of the Hundred Clans were in danger under the attack of 100,000 demons, and he said to all the gods below the True God: "You guys, go and support the battlefield below, and leave it to the four of us here." ”

"Yes, great Lich King, obey your orders!" the more than twenty true gods saluted in unison for the gods of the following races, and then flew towards the ground battlefield. (To be continued......)