"Even death cannot stop us from sacrificing to His Majesty the God!"

"Weak creatures, use your second life to continue fighting for our Lord!"

"In the name of the God of Death, all the creatures addicted to the world of death, I command you to stand up and fight for my Lord!"

The bodies of the orc warriors were piled up into small hills and placed randomly on the open plain. When you got closer, you would feel chilled. The number of dead lives was really too exaggerated.

The blood of the orcs dyed the entire plain red, turning it into a bloody plain.

The strong smell of blood filled the air, making people feel suffocated.

At this moment, even the falcons that fly across the sky and love blood do not dare to approach this plain, even though their favorite food is below.

At the call of the Death Lich, the mountains of corpses began to move, and countless orc corpses stood up again. Their eyes burned with dark green flames, and although their bodies had decayed, they were still full of strength.

"Haha. For the God of Death!"

"Fight... Fight, fight for the God of Death!"

A light rain arrived as expected, and the black raindrops filled with the breath of death hit these undead warriors. The undead fire in their eye sockets was like a flame meeting lamp oil, and it immediately glowed.

"Hahaha, what a wonderful sound! This is the call of the undead to the world of the living. All living things will eventually die, and only death is the destination of this world!" A high-level lich general laughed coldly as he looked at the undead servant warriors who kept crawling up.

"It is the greatest honor in their lives to receive the gift from our Lord! Let's cheer for the greatness of the God of Death!" Another Lich general looked at the densely packed Undead warriors in front of him with an extremely fanatical expression on his face, his hands open as if he was embracing the world.

Liches have an indescribable excitement about summoning the undead. The more the number, the happier they are, and they don't know why.

Countless undead servant warriors fell from the mountain of corpses, picked up weapons thrown aside, returned to the team, stood still like robots, and began to form new undead legions.

The Undead Leader sat on the Undead Throne, looking at the Undead Legion below, and couldn't help but smile.

After a great battle, our own military strength not only did not decrease, but also increased significantly. Although they were all small fry troops, they could still be used.

"How long will it take to build the cross-border portal?" the Undead Leader asked the general next to him.

"It will probably take some time. After all, this is a complete plane with relatively complete world laws. The gods on the opposite side seem to have reacted and are constantly interfering with this space. It will take at least a year to establish a stable cross-border portal." The general next to him thought for a moment and replied softly.

"So long? Ask them to speed up. We don't have that much time to waste! The vanguard is so small. If they fight to the death and gather all the forces from the entire plane, we may not be able to withstand it!" The Undead Leader was obviously dissatisfied with the progress of the project.

"Don't save resources at this time. Use whatever you have. As long as we can take over this plane, everything we consume now will be compensated a hundredfold in the future."

"It can't be faster. This is the fastest speed now." The human general shook his head and replied helplessly.

The members of the engineering department who are building the cross-border portal are not fools. They should know their current situation.

Invading the entire plane with an elite army of less than 200,000 is tantamount to seeking death. No matter how powerful the army of the Eternal Night Empire is, it is unrealistic.

If they really had to fight to the death, facing millions or tens of millions of believers and warriors, they would be consumed to death.

The only way to solve this dilemma is to open up a support channel from the outside world and allow our large troops to enter here.

In this case, there is no need for the Undead Leader to urge them, they will come as quickly as possible.

After all, you don't take your life seriously, but my life is still precious.

"Then let the rear think of a solution and send in a few more elite legions. I always feel that the other side will make a big move next, and we may not be able to hold on with our current strength." Upon hearing this, the Undead Leader was silent for a while, and then spoke.

"I'll go talk to them, but even if they can provide support, I'm afraid it won't be very strong."

The human general nodded and said, "The empire is currently developing the subordinate planes, and most of the top warriors cannot move. We have to mobilize troops against five void planes at the same time, so we are already in short supply of elite troops. The situation on our plane number three is not the most dangerous, so even if there is support, it probably won't be our turn."

"No matter if they have it or not, just apply for it first."

The Undead Leader waved his hand and spoke casually.

"alright."

Seeing this, the human general had no choice but to nod and quickly left to contact the rear in the void.

In the short period of time that followed, the entire Plane No. 3 fell into an eerie calm.

After the invading 'minions of the evil god' defeated the army of the Kingdom of Sesit, apart from the newly formed undead legions that went out from time to time to sweep and expand the size of the undead army, the real elite of the 'Land of the Lost Nation' did not make many moves.

They did not pursue the victory to further expand their territory, but instead concentrated their forces on defending the "lost land" and began to build various defensive fortifications.

They seem to be ready to settle down here permanently.

This also made the Sessite nobles, who were ready to go into exile in a foreign country, suddenly confused and unable to figure out what these damn invaders were thinking.

At this time, after experiencing a major defeat, the Kingdom of Sesit could not be said to have completely lost its ability to resist, but it obviously no longer had enough strength to stop the attack of the dark army.

At this time, as long as they launched the same offensive as before, the Kingdom of Sesit would inevitably be completely defeated.

In the end, they didn't move.

The many kingdoms within the plane that belong to the forces under the command of the gods could not understand what these "minions of the evil gods" were thinking, so they could only speed up the assembling of their armies and send people to the land of the fallen country to gather intelligence.

Even with the oracle of the Orc God, it would take time to gather the forces of all parties.

Neither side took action, which caused the plane to suddenly fall into silence. Not to mention a major war, there wasn't even any decent friction.

A few months later.

The surrounding area of ​​the lost country.

Within a radius of hundreds of kilometers, the people of the kingdom who originally lived here either fled with their families to seek refuge elsewhere, or were killed and turned into servants of the Undead Lord, fighting for the evil god.

Under the command of the Undead Leader, the surrounding area has been completely occupied by Undead servants.

Millions of undead servant warriors roamed around, clearing out those beings with breath of life. They were like the guards outside the palace, using their bodies to form the first line of defense for the land of the fallen country.

Any existence that wants to enter the land of a lost country must be cleared out first.

As long as they fight them, no matter what the result is, it will inevitably alert the dark army deep in the country, giving them time to react. It can be said to be a double insurance.

To the elite of the Eternal Night Empire, these undead servant warriors transformed from ordinary orcs are quite weak, even inferior to ordinary people within the empire.

But in this plane, the undead servant warriors have no problem fighting against ordinary kingdom auxiliary troops.

So, theoretically speaking, the strength of this line of defense is actually quite good.

Teams of adventurers from various kingdoms, heeding the call of the temple, came from thousands and tens of thousands of miles away to explore this extremely dangerous "land of lost nations", and in the process clear out the surrounding undead warriors and restrict their range of activities. Otherwise, if they were allowed to expand, big problems would arise sooner or later.

The rulers of various countries do not want the undead plague to appear before their own coalition forces are formed.

With the speed at which the undead are spreading, once the snowball starts to spread, it will have an impact on all living beings in the entire plane. By then, even if they drive out those minions of the evil god, it will still be of no avail.

shhhhh--

With a violent whistling sound, the sky suddenly became dark, and strong winds blew, causing the trees to shake and the leaves to fall.

The adventurers and undead warriors nearby subconsciously looked up and saw giant mutant eagles flying by hundreds of meters in the sky. They were huge, with a wingspan of dozens of meters, and their feathers shone with a metallic luster like steel and looked extremely sharp.

There was a bloodthirsty light flashing in the giant eagle's eyes. Every flap of its wings would cause a gust of wind. If thousands of giant eagles flapped together, it seemed as if the entire sky was shaking.

The undead warrior with extraordinary mid-level strength roared to the sky, challenging the giant eagle above, but he was helpless.

The Undead Lord didn't care much about these rampant Undead servants. He simply used them as cannon fodder, so he didn't equip them with long-range attack means.

The undead warrior, lacking long-range attack capabilities, could only roar helplessly at the enemy.

On the giant eagle stood a tall orc warrior, looking at the undead below with extremely cold eyes.

"Kill them!"

At a command from the orc knight on its back, the giant eagle flapped its wings, and the surrounding elemental power was gathered. The next second it turned into countless green wind blades, falling like a rainstorm and shooting towards the undead warrior.

click -

Bang bang bang!
The dense firepower directly covered the ground, and the bodies of the undead warriors were destroyed, turning into a pile of broken bones scattered all over the ground.

In just one round of attacks, tens of thousands of undead warriors were killed.

It’s not that the Undead Warriors are strong and can withstand the attacks, but because they are too scattered, the Giant Eagle Knights cannot launch a unified attack.

At the same time, another group of beings also suffered.

The adventurer, who was originally relieved by the arrival of the Giant Eagle Knight, suddenly changed his expression when he saw the blue wind blade that covered him, and then he started cursing:

"Damn it! We haven't even left yet, are you crazy? You're attacking us too!"

"I am an adventurer sent by the Kingdom of Sesit. You cannot attack me!"

"Stop, stop, we haven't left yet!"

The wind blades that were covering him did not stop because of the adventurer's curses, and continued to fall along the original trajectory.

"For victory, you have died for a good cause!"

The Giant Eagle Knight looked at the fleeing and cursing adventurers below and simply sneered.

The number of undead warriors below is more than ten times that of the adventurers. The two sides are completely mixed together, and it is too difficult to separate them.

So let's just cover the attack.

Being able to die together with so many enemies can be regarded as a sacrifice to His Majesty the God, and I believe they are very willing to do so in their hearts.

"Damn bastards, I'm going to report you to the temple!"

"We are also believers of the God. If you dare to kill us, you will die!"

The stronger adventurers managed to run away despite the wind blades that did not distinguish between friend and foe, but they were also covered in wounds. They looked at the Giant Eagle Knight in the sky, cursing angrily and beginning to greet their families.

As for those adventurers who were weaker in strength, their bodies had been torn into pieces, turning into countless blood clots.

Within the coverage of the wind blade, everything on the land, trees, flowers, stones, soil, orcs and undead, were all torn to pieces. The entire land seemed to have been plowed, and nothing was intact.

Whoosh whoosh—

Changing direction, the Giant Eagle Knight was about to clear out the Undead Warriors in other locations when suddenly a roar came from the direction deep in the land of the lost country in the distant sky.

Immediately afterwards, a large dark cloud quickly came towards them. The Giant Eagle Knight, who had excellent eyesight, saw through the nature of the "dark cloud" at a glance.

This is not a dark cloud at all, it is clearly a large and dense rain of arrows.

"Defense. Bullshit defense! Gather together, use 'Big Tornado' to block those arrows!" The Giant Eagle Knights' legion commander immediately gave the order, and the Giant Eagle Knights quickly gathered to form a unified legion.

A turquoise light rose up, dyeing the sky. The giant eagle flapped its wings frantically, and strong winds swept through, forming huge tornadoes that were like pillars of heaven, rushing straight into the sky and swallowing up all the rain of arrows.

The arrow hit the tornado, making a "ding-dang-dang" sound, like a hammer hitting steel. It was obviously very powerful, but it could not penetrate the barrier formed by the strong wind.

As a God-given legion from the Orc Kingdom, the strength of the Giant Eagle Legion is unquestionable. It is a truly high-level legion.

For such a legion, as long as they are prepared, the effect of covering strikes is close to zero.

"That's it. What is this!"

The leader of the Giant Eagle Legion was about to taunt, but then he saw thick, long dark beams coming towards them from the same direction at an even faster speed. The horrifying tornado only blocked less than a third of them before being pierced through and destroyed.

"flash"

The Giant Eagle Legion leader's face changed drastically. Based on his many years of combat experience, he issued the most appropriate order: "Use super-limit strikes to shoot them down!" (End of this chapter)