Chapter 1324 Battle of Spiral Hill

The Scorched Earth Plain is vast and desolate, just like its name. All you can see in this endless wasteland is large areas of scorched earth. The land eroded by the power of nightmares is barren of grass. The scorched earth is covered with cracks. At a glance, the entire The land seemed to have been burned by fire - in the ancient memory of the King of Mountains and Rivers, this plain had a time when water and grass were abundant and the population was prosperous. That was before Kolo was torn apart and this land had not yet become " In the "Old World" era, Gordon remembered that this land was located in the northern hemisphere of Colo, in the temperate zone, or in the subarctic zone. At that time, there used to be a beautiful city-state named "Lavender" on this plain. A mortal saint ruled this land. She was a devout believer in the goddess of creation and led her people with wisdom and faith. Settled down in the wilderness - she was also a close friend of several wardens. In that beautiful era, although an evil god was imprisoned in the core of Koro, the planet was still full of vitality and hope. Loken led the "ancient kings" to form the "Sky Parliament" to rule together with mortals. Looking at this planet...

Every day at that time seemed to be sunny.

But those days are gone forever.

Gordon came back to his senses from a brief trance. He saw a wind pillar formed by smoke and dust slowly collapsing. Countless twisted and evil monsters were being sent away by the battle formation spells of the Knights and the flame storm of Quraish, the Lord of Fire. Returning to the depths of Chaos, the chaotic storm that previously covered the sky seemed to have subsided for the time being.

This is the Scorched Plains today - in this cursed place, there are only monsters, endless monsters.

"Gorton, are you okay?" The voice of Avtina, the King of Winds, came from the side. The female giant summoned a healing halo and sprinkled it on Gordon's head. "You were distracted just now."

"Just thinking of some things in the past," the King of Mountains and Rivers shook his head and looked at the human army in front, "repelled another wave. These mortal armies are stronger than I imagined."

"They have always been very powerful. After all, they are also mother's creations and have the same origin as us," Avtina said softly, while reminding Gordon, "Concentrate, we are already very close to Rock Marton's territory. It is extremely powerful." It may already be trying to influence our minds.”

"Don't worry, I won't give it any more opportunities." Gordon said in a deep voice.

At the same time, in the sky above this mighty army, the three most powerful magic warships in the City of Gods were sailing at low speeds.

It is extremely difficult to transfer materials from the real world to the Forgotten Abyss, especially when the main passage is blocked. Countless heroic souls in the City of Gods sacrificed themselves to transfer the city to the Scorched Earth Plains. They are no longer able to move it. More things are sent to this world - but to face the nightmare tyrant Rock Marton, flesh and blood is far from enough, so the Pope and the Heroic Souls still try their best to calculate every gram of quality and increase every ounce of energy. Due to the conversion efficiency, the three magic warships parked near the City of Gods were eventually teleported to this world.

The Light of Dawn, the Saint, and the Dawn are the most powerful magic warships in the entire Sanctuary, and even in the entire Colo. Although Gordon is not optimistic about the role that these three spaceships can play, They are still one of the only trump cards in the hands of this "Nightmare Expeditionary Force".

In order to maximize the use of the three spaceships in the final battle, these three ships were best protected during the entire march. Except for providing fire support in two critical encounters, these three ships The ship had hardly been involved in combat until now.

On the front deck of the flagship "Saint", Hao Ren and his party stood together with the Pope, looking at the dark horizon ahead.

Compared with when he set out, the Pope was even more silent at this moment. He stood upright on the deck like a withered pine, his thin arms tightly holding the crutches, his whole body did not sway at all, and his eyes looking towards the horizon were as deep as water. , in those emotionless eyes, no emotion of the old man could be seen.

It was difficult for Hao Ren to guess what an aggregation of the souls of past popes would think about - this old man had gone beyond the concept of conventional life. He came from a mortal, but eventually turned into an inhuman existence, where he carried What did he see in his eyes that contained ten thousand years of time and the wisdom of hundreds of sages? What are you paying attention to again?

"That's the Spiral Hill." After a long silence, the Pope suddenly said.

Hao Ren followed the old man's gaze and saw a hazy and huge black shadow gradually becoming clear on the horizon.

The Spiral Hill is not a hill, but a strangely shaped, spiraling tower.

He saw the earth in the distance bulge, forming a cone-shaped base. Huge rocks and black matter with no visible material extended out from the base, like the tentacles of some strange creature reaching into the sky, twisting and spiraling. Extending upward, it looks like a curved spring, and inside this "spring", large clouds of black smoke and dust and flashes of lightning are rolling endlessly.

Behind the Spiral Hill, a large expanse of dense fog connects the sky and the earth like a gray-white wall. When the dense fog surges, you can see countless bizarre things emerging, just like absurd and weird dreams appearing in the real world.

If it is correct, it should be the "Sea of ​​Confusion" mentioned by the old pope.

With the blessing of legion-level magic, the army once again increased its speed and quickly swept across the plains like a silver carpet flying close to the ground. The Spiral Hill became increasingly clear in the field of vision.

"It knows we are coming," the old pope looked at the weird spiral "tower" quietly, his tone was calm as if he no longer had human emotions, "Calasius, go and order someone to blow the horn for the last battle. It’s about to begin.”

Over the Spiral Hill, thick clouds began to roll, and huge tentacle-like things condensed out of the fog and smoke, hanging from the clouds to the ground like licking the earth. The dusk and twilight moved between the clouds, creating strange and strange things. The light spots were like the eyes of an evil giant beast. In the floating light and shadow, an unprecedentedly huge black shadow faintly emerged, and huge pressure began to surge between heaven and earth.

Giant pillars of smoke and dust appeared out of thin air under the agitation of tentacles. Terrifying howls came from all directions. Chaos monsters continued to condense as Rock Marton awakened. One second they were just smoke and dust, and the next second they were already Gathering like a tide.

"Woo——"

The low horn sound came from the three magic warships, desolate and heroic.

"Everyone draws their swords, chaos is coming!"

The commander's roar swept through the battle formation like a storm, and the golden battle flags began to burn violently. The sacred runes of order flashed on the chests of every warrior. The legion seemed to be coated with a layer of light, in this dark and gloomy place. In the nightmare world, it becomes a dazzling sharp blade.

Compared with when it first set out, the size of this fearless legion has been reduced by nearly one-third. Thousands of warriors fell on the journey across the scorched earth plains. In more than ten encounters and two chaos storms, Fatal psychic attacks, these things have taken away many noble souls, and also made those who are still alive exhausted, with almost no time to rest - the attacks from nightmares are endless, the last battle has just ended, and the soldiers are almost It can be said that there is no rest, and we have to face the final battle like this.

However, no one flinched, and no one felt regret. This was a war against the evil god, and nothing could end it except death!

When the shouts of "Chaos is coming" echoed across the battlefield, the warriors once again raised their weapons to face the increasingly approaching dark craze!

The black tide formed by the chaotic monsters finally touched the front of the Holy Expeditionary Force. The two tides of silver and black collided together, and the whole world seemed to be stagnant for a moment.

Then, water splashed everywhere.

Countless limbs flew into the air, including humans and monsters. The place where the two legions collided seemed to have turned into rough grindstones. Sparks and debris were scattered in the fierce friction. The front ends of the two tides were slightly It paused and sunk inward a little, but the next moment, it rebounded more violently and collided again!

During this meat grinder-like advance, the silver blade of the Holy Expeditionary Force slowed down, but it still did not stop. Instead, it continued to move forward at a slow but firm pace, constantly approaching the base of the Spiral Hill. seat.

On the deck of the Saint, Lily anxiously watched the melee on the distant front line, and from time to time she would quickly circle around Hao Ren: "Landlady, when are we coming?!"

"Wait a minute," Hao Ren paid attention to the changes in the clouds above Spiral Hill. He knew that brave soldiers died on the way to charge every second, but he could not put the combat power at hand on the ground now. During the battle, the sacrifice of those soldiers was to gain space for the second wave of attacks. He must understand this, "Pay attention to Gordon and the others. After they join the battle, we will go down to help, but be careful to save your energy-there are bigger things." Challenges await us ahead.”

"good!"

Lily nodded vigorously, and then stared intently at the battle formation where the ten ancient prison officers were.

Gordon, the king of mountains and rivers, is currently watching the battlefield closely.

The battle line is still advancing. The warriors of the Sanctuary have used their flesh and blood and almost fanatical sacrifice to "smash" a passage in the chaos army. The surroundings of the Spiral Hill are now covered by layers of black legions. However, the silver blade of the Holy Expeditionary Force was like a sharp blade cutting into carrion, cutting through this thick barrier bit by bit.

During the battle of the front-line charging legions, the troops in the rear were able to continue to advance.

Suddenly, a powerful spiritual pressure swept across the battlefield.

Just like a strong wind blowing across the lake, the indescribable spiritual power swept through the spiritual world of everyone on the battlefield. Countless bizarre hallucinations and negative emotions emerged, making everyone's breathing stagnant. Although the high-level battle priests He quickly used magic to dispel these mental invasions, but the feeling of heart palpitations could not go away for a long time.

Gordon, the King of Mountains and Rivers, glanced at him. As the spiritual storm swept past, he saw something strange appearing in the giant pillar of smoke on the front line.

Two huge tentacles took shape in the smoke and dust. Countless ugly monsters with abscesses all over the body and a height of four to five meters emerged around the tentacles and rushed towards the battlefield——

"The derivative of Rock Marton has appeared!" The voice of the King of Mountains and Rivers was as loud as his title, "Wardens, prepare to fight!"