After the war, the swamp returned to peace, and only the eye-catching traces on the city walls revealed what had happened before.
Lear looked at the disheveled battlefield indifferently.
Although the number of troops eroded by the Lord of the Crow is quite large, its quality is far less than that of the City of Weilu.
If the Lord of the Crow did not take action, he would not need to participate.
After realizing this, it is meaningless to continue the war. The enemy is not strong enough to detect the limit of the city of Weilu.
It's a pity that the hundreds of thousands of corpses have been polluted due to the erosion of the crow's power and can no longer be used to cultivate cold-blooded cavalry.
The power of the crow is extremely evil and weird, and it is difficult to eradicate it with ordinary means.
Lear thought for a while, his mind moved slightly, directly controlled the swamp, gathered the bodies together, and then opened the space cracks under the swamp, and all moved to the swamp God Kingdom.
The next moment, the scarlet rotten land bubbling, swallowing all the corpses and starting to digest their flesh and blood energy.
The evil aura of the Lord of the Crow began to overflow, but was instantly wiped out by the supreme rules.
In the kingdom of God, the rules of swamp are supreme.
No matter how evil the energy is, it cannot cause a stir.
As hundreds of thousands of corpses dissolved into invisibles, the energy reserves of the scarlet rotten land soared.
The power of the crow was also forcibly annihilated by the Kingdom of God, leaving no hidden dangers.
After doing all this, Lear felt a little better.
There was a piece of information prompt in this battle. He did not lose anything when he was properly guarded. Instead, he suddenly gained a huge wave of flesh and blood energy, which was a small profit.
After doing all this, Lear suddenly seemed to think of something, and looked at the Bronze Throne where the Crow was riding in front.
At this moment, the wide bronze throne hit the swamp and mostly sank into the ground.
But you can feel that the aura emitted by this thing is quite extraordinary.
Looking intently, its attribute panel appeared in my mind.
Bronze Throne
Level: Semi-artifact
Feature: Throne cast with the bones of the Abyss Bronze Dragon can carry part of the power of the gods, and can input divine power or part of the soul will enter it and store it temporarily. When needed, this part of the power can be given to those sitting on the bronze throne.
Evaluation: The bronze dragon in the abyss was born as a demigod. After becoming an elderly dragon, it will be promoted to a weak divine god, which is extremely powerful. This throne is made of the bones of the elderly bronze dragon.
Lear's eyes lit up.
Good guy, this thing is actually a semi-artifact? ! !
No wonder the Crow Commander had to carry it not just to show off.
And its characteristics are also very special, which has not improved much for him, but if used well, it will definitely have a great effect.
It can be placed in an important place. Once he encounters a critical moment and cannot return, this is the big and big bomb.
Or it is used to arrange traps. Outsiders cannot sense that there are powerful enemies. After entering, they use this pit to kill them. Just think about it for a little bit and you can feel that it has many uses. It depends on how to develop it.
The worst thing is that like the Dark Crow Commander, it is not impossible for people to run around with their backs.
Covered.
After a short while, a huge bronze throne quietly appeared in the city hall.
This made the staff's eyes full of colorful lights
The next day, early in the morning of May 8, the city of Weilu was calm.
The victory of repelling the ruffian army made the residents highly motivated, and the production of underground cities was booming, and the army was also resting and on standby on the surface.
After Li wakes up, he thinks of yesterday's battle, but he feels a little uneasy.
Although the threat of the Lord of the Crow was suppressed, the name of the tyrannical monarch was lingering.
This evil god in the abyss whose 40% tyrannical authority was snatched away by Carlanis would never give up.
The "tyrannical monarch speaks to my lord" before his death was like a thorn, piercing into his flesh.
If this guy has the chance, he should eliminate it as soon as possible.
The night is long and the dreams are many.
The two sides have long been mortal enemies, so there is no chance of easing.
But it is not that simple to hunt a god. Maybe it's time to meet the goddess of doom again.
This giant who has killed dozens of gods since he was born since the beginning of creation, has rich experience in hunting gods.
At this moment, a violent vibration came from the original plane.
Lear's heart moved and his eyes became extremely solemn.
Catanaro is moving abnormally! !
Frown frowned, sinking consciousness into the original plane, possessing Catanaro's Dark Night Hunter.
The line of vision suddenly changed, and he appeared on the wall of Catanaro.
The scene in front of him made his heart sank. A blood-red cloud slowly condensed, emitting a strong aura of violence.
A low roar came from the clouds, as if countless angry souls were roaring.
Makes heart trembling.
The cracks in the space around it kept tearing, and countless bloody figures surged out from it.
He is three meters tall, holding a spear burning with the abyss demon flames, covered with sharp thorns, and his eyes are red.
The muscles on the body are as hideous as if they were forged by steel bars.
Abyss creatures--Tyrannical Demon!
Lear's eyes were cold.
Tyrannical monarch! !
Whatever you say comes!
This evil god not only attacked him in the main plane, but also stabbed him in the original position!
The level of the tyrannical demon reached level 15, which was obviously a sharp blade carefully selected by the tyrannical monarch.
Lear quickly sensed that the rules of the original plane were twisted by a strange force, and the tyrannical monarch used the power of the abyss to forcibly tear open the gaps in the rules, allowing this army to invade.
"Human Lord...a lowly reptile"
The deep and angry voice of the tyrannical monarch suddenly came from the sky, with endless hatred.
"Do you think you can live a stable life by stealing my authority?!"
"I want everything about you to be shattered, I want your city to flow into a river, I want your foolish people to wail in despair!"
Lear's eyes were cold.
Seeing around.
On the 40-meter vine wall of Catanaro, the sect knights and cold-blooded cavalry quickly assembled, the hunters of the dark night pulled the bowstrings, and the wetland angels behind flapped their wings and took off to prepare for the battle.
"You are the only one?!"
The tyrannical monarch in the blood mist suddenly became angry. "Battleman, I will pull out your soul and whip it for a million years!"
What a deep hatred is this for being robbed of power? !
What made him even more angry was that when Carlanis got his heart, he took action and his arm was cut off!
And the other party's tyrannical authority has reached 40%!
This made him feel fear and the terror of the situation being out of control.
He felt a vague feeling that the human warrior could really take away all his authority!
The other party's firmness and terror are unprecedented in his experience and unprecedented in seeing, and it is simply terrifying.
He thought of asking for help, and the promise of the Lord of the Crow made him feel as if he had found a life-saving straw
As soon as he finished speaking, the army of demons gushing out of the space crack suddenly accelerated and rushed towards Catanaro.
Under the city wall, Isani rode a swamp giant horned deer to the city wall.
She looked up at Lear, and her tone was rapid: "Under the crown, a large number of low-level demons poured into the Changthorn Mountains, slaughtering the villagers. Although the demons were not of high level, they were too many, and it was difficult for us to clear them!"
Lear's eyes became cold, and his thoughts instantly mobilized his divine nature.
Countless shouts and prayers rang out.
Enter one of the strongest powers of faith. In a trance, I saw the village in the distance igniting a raging fire, the demons ravaged like locusts, the villagers' bodies piled up into mountains, and blood stained the ground red.
The Changji Mountains are home to more than 300,000 villagers. These scattered ancient humans are the foundation of their faith and the key to entering the original plane!
"Send the order!" Lear ordered in a deep voice, "All Catanaro believers retreat into the city and rely on the temple to defend. Mobilize cold-blooded cavalry, dark night hunters and ancient tree guardians to face the army of demons!"
He paused and said, "Summon the half-elf eagle-horned knights and vampires, and go to the Changthorn Mountains immediately to rescue the villagers in the outer world, and bring back Catanaro!"
"Let the army on the undead plane return immediately! Scarlet wasps, guards of the deserted graves, immediately join the war, bring back all the ancient humans I saw!"
"Yes!"
Isani immediately took the order, turned around and left with a solemn and solemn look.
The sound of trumpets sounded in the city, and the believers retreated into the city under the guidance of the swamp banshee and hid in the building. The wetland angels contracted their defense line and guarded only above the temple.
On the city wall, cold-blooded cavalry and dark night hunters were ready to go, and the ancient tree warriors climbed up with heavy steps to face the enemy's bloody battle!
At the same time, the half-elf leader flew out from the entrance of the Kingdom of God with tens of thousands of eagle-horned knights, followed by the army of vampires.
The two flying legions were as powerful as rainbows, heading straight to the village outside the Changji Mountains, trying to bring the villagers back to Catanaro.
In a moment, the terrifying swarm of bees entered the sight, and there were also two thousand and 15 levels of desolate grave guards who were not afraid of death, rushing into the Changji Mountains.
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Catanaro's battle quickly became fierce. A large number of tyrannical demons hit the vine city wall like a tide, and burning spears kept piercing out, and the spikes were torn apart, and the surface of the city wall was soon covered with cracks.
The cold-blooded cavalry stood on the front line, wearing heavy rock armor, wielding their swords to meet the enemy. Every time the blade falls, you can suppress the tyrannical demon!
But there are too many demons, and they can't be killed. "Kill!" The roar of the cold-blooded cavalry resounded throughout the battlefield. The heavy soldiers of the 20 squadrons were like a steel line of defense, firmly defending the city wall.
Behind him, among the 30 squadrons of ancient tree warriors, some climbed up the city wall to fight against the enemy, and the other part fought against the tyrannical demons swooping down the sky inside the city wall.
Once those level 15 demons approach, these extremely perverted troops will explode with the most terrifying attack!
As the branches waving, even the city walls could collapse. Once the terrifying force hit Feng Zhuo's body, it would instantly smash the bones and flesh to burst.
The hunter of the dark night climbed up to the shoulders of the tree man, holding a long bow in his hand, and each arrow hit the key point of the Blood-Raging Demon. The high-level troops of level 15 were irresistible in front of them.
The bow and arrow in your hand are tightly pulled, as precise as a sniper rifle, and you will definitely gain something every time you shoot it.
Give great support to the battlefield.
The tyrannical demon suffered huge losses.
Aware of this, the tyrannical demon stepped up its attack on the ancient tree man warriors.
But what these tree people are most afraid of is melee combat, but they frequently cause tyrannical demons to suffer.
But these demons were not coming to destroy Catanaro, but to destroy the power in Lear’s hands! !
So when he saw everything, he attacked, only wanted to kill, and did not think about it at all.
The strategic purpose is different, the situation on the battlefield has become strange, and the pressure on the city wall is getting greater and greater.
Lear's eyes became more and more serious when he saw this.
There are too many tyrannical demons, and the intensity of this battle is more than ten times stronger than the Dark Crow Lord’s army just now!
At this time, the Wetland Angel watched the front line fall into anxiety and forced himself to join the battlefield.
This ultimate army flapped its wings and waved its light blade to kill the demons, but the enemies gushed out from the cracks in the space continued to fill every void.
But the power of the ultimate army still gave the enemy a great shock.
Let the morale of the Weilu City Army continue to rise.
The power of long-term management was unscrupulously revealed at this moment.
This kind of war is worthy of testing his army.
Lear's eyes swept to the phantom of the tyrannical monarch in the clouds. Although the evil god has not arrived, its will is fully displayed through the tyrannical demon.
Every demon carries the power of violence on his body, weakening the morale of the defenders. If it weren't for the unwavering warriors of Weilu City, everyone would have been determined, and this alone would have caused a fleeing.
At the same time, rescue operations outside the Changji Mountains are also underway.
The half-elf eagle-horned knight flew over a village and immediately found that the one below was raging by demons.
Sighed coldly.
The vine longbow shot out a rain of arrows, nailing the demon to the ground.
Simultaneously dive down and fall to the ground.
"Hurry up, get on the eagle-horned beast!"
The half-elf leader shouted, directing his tribe to bring the surviving villagers onto the mount. The back space of the eagle horned beast is limited, each carrying up to two people, but tens of thousands of knights work together to quickly take hundreds of villagers out of the battlefield.
However, the number of demons is far beyond expectations.
At some time, another tyrannical demon rushed from a distance, roared and pounced on the eagle-horned beast, swung his claws, and tore several mounts and knights into pieces.
The half-elf leader gritted his teeth and led the team to counterattack himself. The vine longbow shot through the opponent's head, but his own casualties were also increasing.
"Under the Cang, there are more than 300,000 villagers in the Changji Mountains. They are too scattered, so we can't save them!"
The half-elf leader reported through the soul connection, his tone was anxious.
Lear frowned when he heard this.
The brute demon in the sky was staring at the tyrannical demon.
This is the source.
"Do your best!"
"Prefer to bringing back the villagers close to Catanaro, and I will find a way to find the rest."
The villagers are the hope of the future and must not be slaughtered too much.
The thought moved slightly and began to contact several other armies. The half-elves were not of high level and it was difficult to deal with the tyrannical demons, but the other armies were progressing very smoothly.
There are also tens of thousands of vampires, and they can turn into bats. They are not afraid of demons. The scarlet wasps and the guards of the deserted graves are even more so, but they are chasing the tyrannical demons and killing them.
Saved a large number of residents.
On the external pressure, something Lear did not expect. The believers of the swamp sect are rising at an exaggerated rate.
Under the threat of death, the villagers of the Changji Mountains finally thought of the great swamp god.
Start praying wildly, and shallow believers increase in an exaggerated way.
Those who were rescued became even more exaggerated and almost became devout believers.
In this way, this war does not seem to be a blessing in disguise?
Lear's thoughts were a little strange.
But on the front battlefield, the pressure on the Catanaro defense line is still increasing.
Although the cold-blooded cavalry was brave, the casualties began to appear in the face of endless demons. The ancient tree people were besieged by fiercely and began to suffer losses.
The opponent doesn't care whether to attack or capture Catanaro, it's purely hunting down the combat power of Weilu City.
The phantom of the tyrannical monarch smiled grimly in the clouds and the voice resounded through the sky.
"Reptile, your holy city is about to be reduced to ruins. The blood of those foolish people will nourish my abyss! How long can you last?"
The swamp is the home court of this mankind. The other party controls the power of the swamp, and no matter how many troops they send, they will send it to you.
I originally thought that the Lord of the Crow could give the other party a cruel thing, but I didn't expect that I still failed.
This made his inner fear even more.
But he didn't expect that Lear actually came to the original plane!
As a god, he knew better than anyone else about the temptation of this position in the face of the god. In this way, he would cut off the wings of this hybrid here, and then cooperate with the Lord of the Crow to deprive him of his authority!
The hatred in his heart made him almost desperate!
No one can stop him from killing this bastard, no one can stop him! ! (This chapter ends)