On the endless vast battlefield, countless creatures were fighting wildly.

The shining magic light covered the entire sky, the rain of meteors, the wrath of thunder, the collapse of the sky, and large forbidden spells fell from the sky one after another.

The scattered fighting spirit tore the earth, splitting huge gullies on the ground, blowing out super huge pits, and raising hills.

The heavy armored cavalry of the human race launched wave after wave of charge like waves, and continued, and death could not stop the cavalry's charge.

The orc warrior completely entered a bloodthirsty and crazy state, wielding maces, giant axes, and Lianjia, fearlessly dying, and roaring at the enemy.

The giant warrior was wearing heavy enchantment armor, like moving war fortresses, invincible and crushing all creatures on the battlefield.

The elf archer shot in a row, scattering rain of arrows shining with magical light. It was so sharp that it could not be seen, and there were death penalty areas on the battlefield.

The dwarf cannons roared continuously, and the dwarf musketeers shot out a storm of bullets, storm, tearing up countless flesh and blood bodies.

Giant dragons circling in the air, the loud dragon roar resounded throughout the sky, with endless power, dragon language magic bombardment, and dragon rushing continuously.

The battle angels swayed their wings and swung their long swords wrapped in holy light. The light was magnificent, and the angel swords plundered vitality in the gorgeous dance.

Every corner of the battlefield is fighting, and in this vast land, there is nothing but killing and death.

Life is so small and insignificant on this battlefield!

There is only one enemy of all creatures!

It was a group of creatures more than three meters tall with curved short horns on their heads. They had a handsome appearance, streamlined humanoid bodies, and gorgeously shaped black armor.

Their power was powerful, and they easily smashed the giant warrior's armor in every move, and the shining black magic shot the giant dragons in the air.

Their combat skills are gorgeous, and their fast moving bodies flash through artillery, magic attacks, and weapons that flash cold light kill in the elves array.

Their eyes were cold, and they harvested heavy armored cavalry in rows without any emotion, and bursting fighting spirit indifferently slaughtered the swarming orc warriors.

The golden dragon roared unwillingly, which was the whine before death; the battle angel kept falling from the air, and its white wings were stained with blood.

From early morning to dusk, the battle lasted for a whole day, and the blood-red sunset was gradually fading.

Countless corpses were piled up on the battlefield, mixed with blood, and could bleed with one foot.

Under the huge number gap, these powerful creatures wearing black armor kept falling down, the magic light was fading, the sharp weapons were broken, and they were constantly retreating.

It seemed that they saw the hope of final victory. The human race, orcs, giants, angels, and dragons had a more violent impact. They were consuming these powerful creatures with countless lives, forcing them to retreat step by step.

Behind these creatures is a canyon, a tall, deep canyon completely shrouded in darkness.

The moment the last black armored creature retreated into the valley, a brilliant light suddenly lit up on the battlefield, red, orange, white, yellow, and cyan…

The colorful light illuminates the entire battlefield, and the gorgeous colors meet and merge, gradually shrink, and eventually turn into a huge white light shield, like a huge barrier cage into the canyon in the dark.

At the moment when the light shield was about to be completely closed, a huge roar of unwillingness came from the canyon, "I will pay the price sooner or later for what I gave to us today! This land will never get peace..."
Chapter completed!