The 400,000 army of the Khakiah Empire completely lost its fighting spirit and collapsed. (♀ novel)

The samurai orders in the holy land may still be able to fight, but in the face of a mountain of defeat, their persistence cannot change the overall situation.

A large number of alchemy cannon positions were directly abandoned, and the discarded equipment was spread all over the place.

The army of the Nether Ghost Clan swept across the alchemy cannon position. Some Nether Ghost Beasts have a special liking for these metal creatures and often swallow them in one bite.

While running away, Marsdore felt the amazing light and heat coming from behind.

He guessed that it was the legendary wizards fighting back.

But he was disappointed to find that there was no sign of stopping the escaped abortion, and the roaring sound of the monster behind him became louder and clearer.

Ah ~!

Screams came from the escape crowd.

Whenever such a sound is made, it means that someone is injured in his legs and lie down on the ground. Without waiting for them to resist, more people step over his back and stomp them deeply into the dirt pit.

"boom!"

Marsdore suddenly felt his ears full of roar, and then he unconsciously lost his balance and flew into the sky.

bump!

Marsdore fell to the ground and suddenly saw at least a thousand-calculated companions behind him, all of whom disappeared...

Behind him, there was only a deep tunnel. The tunnel was very wide, at least 300 meters, and the depth was about 100 meters. At this time, the rock layer on the surface of the tunnel was emitting bursts of heat, blocking the view from behind.

"Forbidden spell!" Marsdore's eyes showed fear: "Those legendary mages, they finally began to release the forbidden spell to us as well!"

"God, what's going on?"

"I, I am a nobleman!" A noble officer who was almost dead in the coverage of the forbidden spell like Marsdore shouted at the top of his throat: "Those holy mages actually ignore my life and death!"

"Bah, in the eyes of the Holy Land people, how much difference is there between the nobles and ants in our Khakiah Empire?"

Another noble officer also complained, and then after hearing the roar of monsters continued to come from behind the heat, the noble officers quickly turned around and fled to the distance.

Marsdor also followed a noble officer who seemed heroic and brave, and stayed away from this place of right and wrong together.

Listening to the violent roar that continued to echo in the distance, Marsdore murmured to himself: "The mages' forbidden spells should have killed many monsters."

"Although we lost, we wiped out a large number of monsters, and the battles in the future will be easier." As if we felt that we had already left the monster's attack, a noble officer heard Marsdore's whisper, nodded and responded, and deliberately increased the volume.

The intention of this noble officer is very clear, that is, to appease the people. If he can take the opportunity to reorganize the army, it will be a good achievement!

However, when the deserters were a little more stable because the monsters did not continue to attack, a mage suddenly flew into the sky.

The mage flew and shouted loudly: "The whole army retreats, retreat to the imperial capital!"

"What!"

Marsdore was slightly stunned, then felt a chill in his spine and looked behind him: "Can the Holy Land Mage Group and the Legendary Mages not be able to escape unstoppable in front of those monsters?"

Marsdore's guess was right. After the entire Khakiah army collapsed, the people in the Holy Land could only fight alone.

They are very strong, and the mages can kill dozens of monsters from the Nether Ghost Clan with just one magic.

But what is Lin Tian afraid of?

Lin Tian owns more than ten million monsters in the Nether Ghost Clan, and it is even about to exceed 100 million!

Moreover, the souls of these fallen ghost monsters have not disappeared, and their death is just annihilation. As long as the ghost energy of the ghost is still raging in the Khakiah Empire, as long as the altar of the ghost is still there, then these souls can sooner or later obtain a new ghost and join the army of the ghost tribe.

They are even more immortal than the immortal army of the undead!

Lin Tian used the Monster Sea tactics to let the legendary mages of the Holy Land deeply understand what the sea of ​​people is and what quantity overwhelms quality!

Countless Nether monsters rushed towards the mage group, and even legendary spells could not stop them.

As long as the legendary spell bombing is over, the gap will be filled immediately by subsequent monsters.

Not only that, in the subsequent battle, more and more powerful monsters of the Nether Ghost Clan appeared, and released strange energy bodies, corroding the shields of the Holy Land Mages.

In the next 20 minutes, the Holy Land Mages lost one fifth of the Mages.

After the legendary wizards issued spells with the last strength, they had to admit that they could not turn the situation around.

When Master Mos reported to the highest level of the Holy Land, he said with a expression full of pain and sorrow: "The great goddess is above, the forbidden spells that our wizards know are still too weak."

"God!"

"We mages need more powerful spells~!"

"We... need more mages!"

The holy land, far away from the Khakiah continent, has always been in an absolute transcendent position.

For more than a thousand years, they have been enjoying the wits and respect of the Khakiah continent, enjoying the treatment of the best, and they have lived a wonderful and satisfying life.

But now... they are not only forced to kill many of their colleagues in battle for the Khakiah continent, but now they are facing the shame of a big defeat.

Because the legendary wizards did not lose, the current Presbyterians in the Holy Land were quite calm. After accusing the blasphemous monsters, they gathered together to ask for the help of the magic goddess clone.

The magic goddess' clone attached great importance to this information and tried to deal with the leaders of the Nether Ghost Clan.

However, the magic goddess's clone was surprised to find that her perception seemed to have failed. She could not even find the strengths and weaknesses among the Netherworld Ghost Clan, let alone distinguish the leaders in them.

Not long after the legendary mages left, the clone of the angry magic goddess personally used miraculous spells to bombard the gathering area of ​​the Nether Ghost Army. In an instant, millions of Nether Ghost Monster monsters were destroyed.

And at this moment, Lin Tian smiled.

The God of Order and Game also smiled proudly.

The divine power of the magic goddess' clone is enough to destroy fragile souls.

After all the millions of ghost tribes in the Netherworld were destroyed, their souls were shattered and disappeared.

But!

As a magic goddess who was conferred a god by the belief of creatures on the Khakiya continent, she destroyed her believers in one breath. This result directly led to the recurrence of the backlash that she finally suppressed, causing her... to almost fall to the next level in her cultivation level!

The frightened magic goddess quickly withdrew her clone. She couldn't interfere directly, so she had to choose a series of forbidden spells to be handed over to the holy land.

They began to inform the legendary wizards sent by the Holy Land, hoping that they could try their best to take time to go back to the Holy Land.

The army where Marsdore was originally located was reorganized again.

But what made Marsdore and others feel a little embarrassed was that their reorganization did not come from senior officers or generals in their team, but from Longhua City.

The survivors in Longhua City look like a team of refugees.

However, this refugee team has things that their defeated soldiers have never had, such as...the morale of the army, such as...morality!

Marsdor looked at the Longhua City warriors with his head raised, and he didn't understand in his heart that he was fighting with monsters and also suffered heavy losses. Why would these survivors of Longhua City have the morale and morale that they and others did not have?

Why do they have hopes that they have always wanted but cannot get?

Marsdore sighed and remained silent, and finally chose to observe silently, trying to find the reason.

Soon, like many noble officers, Marsdore discovered the biggest difference between the reinforcements from Longhua City and theirs.

They trust their leaders.

Or they were sure that when Lord Tianlin was there, they would be able to defeat those monsters and survive!

Lord Tianlin, a barbarian warrior, broke into a thousand troops by one. These words appeared at the highest frequency in the defeated army camps contained in Longhua City, and made them invisibly establish a good impression of Lin Tian’s incarnation.

Lin Tian looked at Bai Yuelonghua commanding the team to contain the defeated troops of the Khakiya Empire. His failure to intervene does not mean that it is useless.

As the most trusted nobleman of Bai Yuelonghua, Lin Tian was able to obtain all the information on preparing and layout plans, and Lin Tian was able to easily arrange traps without realizing it using a large amount of gold as a medium.

The mage group of the Holy Land guards the legendary mages of the Holy Land arrived at dusk.

The wedge divisions were very surprised to see that the Khakiah Emperor was not completely collapsed and scattered. After knowing that reinforcements from Longhua City joined, they were relieved to be defeated.

After confirming that the monsters of the Nether Ghost Clan did not continue to pursue them, the Holy Land Mage Group and the Legendary Mages moved into the camp together and restored the pride and dignity of the Holy Land.

They divided the camps in Longhua City into internal camps and external camps. Only those born in holy land can live in the internal camps. At most, a few marquis or above are qualified to go in and discuss the next policy with the teachers.

The treatment between the internal and external camps is extremely different. Not to mention anything else, the holy land seized more than 80 tents in the tent alone, leaving more than 100,000 people in the external camps, and only less than 200 tents can be used.

Although Marsdore and others complained quite a bit, under the thousand-year power of the Holy Land, most of them chose to remain silent. Only some civilian warriors who followed Lin Tian and became bolder had the courage to complain about the injustice of the Holy Land mages at this time.

Lin Tian looked at all this coldly. The countless goblin bombs he exchanged for gold had been placed on the ground of the inner camp, the tents and even the grain bags.

At the same time, the army of the Nether Ghost Clan led by the Nether Ghost General also dispatched more than 20 elite teams, each waiting for Lin Tian's order, and directly teleported to the inner camp with the teleportation scepter bought by the mysterious store, killing all directions!

Night... gradually descends.

After using the Great Observation Eye Technique, Master Moss confirmed that the army of the Nether Ghost Clan was more than 300 kilometers away, he informed other teachers of the results, and then took alchemy potions and returned to the tent to start meditating.

The battle during the day today is so intense that the legendary mages from the holy land also feel unbearable. Although the continuous forbidden spells have killed millions of monsters of the Nether Ghost Clan, they also exhausted the mental power of these legendary mages at the same time.

Even with the help of the magical medicine shop, Master Moss probably will take at least three days before he can recover his heyday.

"Let's have a good rest tonight, and don't save money even if you cherish the medicine."

"When we leave this team until tomorrow, we will go back to the holy land first, and when we learn stronger forbidden spells from the holy land and get better supplements, we will definitely be able to send all those monsters to hell!"

This is how Master Moss heard their great elders say, and he also agreed with it and fulfilled the plan.

Master Mos, who had not thought about it, entered a state of high meditation, became the first legendary wizard of the inner camp to fall!
Chapter completed!