Chapter 832: Preparing to retreat

Of course, he remembered the current owner of the badge, "Is it you the dragon friend who rescued me from the Ancient Seal?"

With the oracle as the supreme instruction, the manpower and material resources of the entire holy city are running at full strength, and after hiding for so long, people are holding their breath in their hearts, and they have long wanted to launch a counterattack against the overall situation. Now the upper echelons decided to launch a counteroffensive and immediately enthusiastically participated and fully supported it.

Within a week, the entire holy city had amassed an army of millions of men.

With the Knights Templar, the Holy Knights, and the Combined Knights of Lords as the vanguard, with the Archmages of the Hermitage Order, the Inquisition of Heresy, and the Magic Guild as the auxmages, and the major demigod-level powerhouses sitting in the center, the Angel Legion led by the Seraphs was formally formed by the elite of the major legions and the huge crusading army led by the elites of the major legions was officially formed, rushing out of the position of the Holy Mountain and killing towards the fallen capital.

Strangely, apart from scattered monster and corrupt creatures and wild demons, there were no formed demon legions along the way, and it seemed that the elite demon legions that had hindered their counterattack in the past were all hidden.

At this time, although the fallen capital did not fall into collapse, it was also a scene of panic and silence.

The thick dark canopy of the past has been consumed by war, and the dark energy has been thin enough to see the stars in the sky through the canopy, and the streets that used to be orderly are sparsely populated, only a few drunken demons are playing drunken madness and destroying everywhere, but there are few fallen angels to manage it.

As the strongest of the fallen angels, Saphilo returned with serious injuries, the demon army suffered heavy losses, and the human forces made a comeback, and every bad news severely damaged everyone's confidence and shook the foundation of the fallen angels' rule in this land.

The upper echelons of the Fallen Capital also saw the bad situation, so under their orders, the vast majority of the people in the entire city had been gathered in the central cathedral in the center of the city.

In the wide square, hundreds of thousands of demons, dark creatures, and even fallen angels, led by the four four-winged fallen angels at the front of the procession, all knelt on the ground and bent down in prayer.

In the midst of constant prayer, the power of faith rose from the crowd and converged in one place along the prayers drawn by the fallen angels on the four wings, condensing into a rich river of faith, pouring into the depths of the central cathedral, the retreat of Sephiro.

For angels and gods, the power of faith is a panacea, and as long as there are enough of them, everything is not a problem.

In the depths of the church, the gray-faced and depressed Safiro sat on the throne with his eyes closed, and the six fallen feathers behind him gently fanned, each time absorbing a large amount of milky white faith power from the river of faith falling from above, and also absorbing a large number of magical elements around him, these energies were transformed into divine power through the godhead, so that the power fluctuations in his body were restored slightly.

But the power he was plundered by the abyss evil sun was too much, not only was the power in his body almost hollowed out by a thief at this time, but the rough energy absorption method also injured the foundation of this clone, causing his essence to fail, and even the speed of absorbing and transforming power was much slower.

He was aware of the withdrawal of the Abyssal Will and the opening of the extraterritorial battlefield, but he could not do anything without his power. The human forces are taking advantage of the fire to loot again, and according to intelligence, it should be less than a week before they reach the fallen capital.

Such a short period of time was simply not enough for Him to regain His strength.

"What are you thinking, Merrag, do you think that humanity will spare you, the Demon Monarch, after eradicating the Fallen Capital?, or is there some conspiracy you are planning?"

But no matter what he thought, he didn't have time to find out the truth.

"That's it, it seems that in this invasion war, our fallen angel clan will be out first. In my current state, I can't stop the Angel Army at all. Saffhiro sensed the recovery of his body, sighed, and then issued an order to his men outside.

Soon, the entire Fallen Capital began to be agitated, and large teleportation arrays were opened, and countless looted materials in the human realm, captured slaves, and subdued dependents were all gathered, either directly teleported back to the Abyss Demon Realm, or used to kill and sacrifice to provide energy for the teleportation array.

A pair of indifferent Fallen Angel warbands roamed around to suppress all this chaos.

The whole city exudes an atmosphere of apocalyptic escape.

At this time, Mo Yunzi had already returned to the territory, began to pack up, ordered his subordinates to collect resources, and was also ready to retreat at any time.

Of course, Mo Yunzi didn't know that he had an old friend who had discovered the traces left behind by him, and that he was also the commander of the Bright Crusade Army, but he also knew that with the weakening of the fallen angels and the departure of the cosmic evil gods, the human forces of the Western Continent would inevitably launch a counterattack.

He didn't think about intercepting it, he, the Demon Monarch, was not one of those loyal dogs who had been brainwashed by the will of the Abyss, the human realm was his foundation, and the identity of the Demon Monarch was just a pawn mixed into the high-level of the Demon. Now that the role of chess pieces has been played to the maximum, there is no need to save them, and they can naturally become discarded pieces at any time.

Sorry, I'm undercover. It's a big deal to strip off the Demon Monarch's personality, restore his original appearance, and return to the Shenzhou Continent as the Eight Qi Demon Dragon, just as the Northwest Demon Domain over there is not very peaceful these days, and the Evil God Domain is also ready to move, and it needs to be suppressed by the strong.

Of course, there is still a lot of residual value of the chess piece of the Demon Monarch identity, such as the transaction with Herak, the territory in the "Crimson Hell", and even the prosperous territory built by the Commander Fortress, which are all benefits that are difficult to obtain when trapped in the Shenzhou Continent, and he is not willing to give up if it is not necessary.

Anyway, it is a well-equipped demon legion, if it is used on the battlefield, it can also share a lot of military pressure faced by the Great Song Dynasty.

I just don't know if the soldiers of the Great Song Dynasty can accept the situation of fighting side by side with the demons.

You must know that these demons under Mo Yunzi's command that have been cultivated through the Commander Fortress system are more similar to the "private soldiers" he cultivated, so they can order and prohibit them, and they are more intelligent, and they can restrain their natural desire to destroy and kill, which is different from the "traditional" demons that are as common as weeds in the Abyss Demon Realm.

Traditional demons are certainly born from the abyss demon realm because they are fallen souls, and they have talents such as half-material and half-energy bodies, a wide range of recipes, resistant skin, bloodthirsty combat, and fast evolution, and it stands to reason that they are born as a transcendent race, otherwise the prestige of the demon legion would not spread throughout the entire multiverse.

However, the flaws of the demons are not small, they are chaotic by nature, so they are indispensable for cannibalism on the road to growth, and they are not able to organize neat discipline at all, and even in wartime, the demon legions that will only swarm and charge are almost a rabble, and they cannot defeat the same number and level of well-trained enemies at all.

Unless enough demon warlords are sent to forcibly suppress them by bloody means, or if they make great efforts to transform the demon's nature like Mo Yunzi.

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