This is the magic of the demon race. Through the wide-area soul scan, the surrounding intelligent creatures, that is, the enemy's location is determined.

Destruction has come, and the few sunlight in the sky has become increasingly darker with the large number of flying creatures flying out of the meteorites.

There are low-level soldiers, human-faced harp-bodied banshee, and serious devils with huge bat wings, horns on their heads and sharp claws!

A blood-red field opened from behind a devil lord, and all living beings wrapped in this blood-red body withered instantly.

The century-old tree that has been absorbed with vitality and soul collapsed in the strong wind, and dried wood chips poured down like sand.

This kind of heart-wrenching terrifying aura can be clearly sensed from ten kilometers away.

Darkness has come.

The army of demons gushed out like a tide from the meteorites, and there are all kinds of races.

Their biggest characteristic is violence.

The towering ancient trees blocking the road ahead collapsed with their heads, claws, and the topless trees were shattered.

A huge road to death extends from a meteorite to a towering tree of life.

The demon clan frenzy did not immediately swallow the only elves settlement within ten miles. Instead, it dispersed. When the army completely surrounded the ancient tree of life, it launched a wave of tides of attacks.

Bands of dazzling flash poured down from the lush branches and leaves of the Tree of Life.

This is the accurate killing of the Wind Sagittarius of the Elf clan.

The dark green and inconspicuous arrow hit the throat of the longhorn demon, the eyes of the sword blade spider's forehead.

Under the big tree, there are four-story ancient trees guarding, constantly waving their huge arms and slapping one demon after another to rush up. They form the thickest and most solid first line of defense.

However, the next morning.

As dawn came, the tree of life became darker than the surroundings.

The sunlight emerged from the trunks of a hundred meters high. The huge tree of life did not show its vitality as usual, but the whole tree began to become dark and purple.

Finally, the first ray of morning light shone far away on the main battlefield on the front of the big tree, illuminating piles of bones that were still covered with dark red blood.

The heroic warriors did not receive the long-lasting rest that they deserved, and their flesh and blood were used as fillers by the horned demon.

Only the tall ancient tree guards who had lost all their vitality fell to the ground, like stone pillars that had been pushed down, collapsed under the morning light.

Only the upper layer of the ancient tree of life that began to wither can still hear the female elf crying and complaining, and the already very faint crying sounds echoing faintly.

The morning light like flowing water continued to move forward, falling on the canopy of the World Tree, a thousand meters high, and shone on the pure white queen standing on a cliff-like branch of the canopy.

Under the white cloak is a long dress similar to a Greek style. In the breeze, the queen is floating in the air.

This should have been a beautiful scene.

The queen was trembling.

Her eyes fell on the huge tree wall thirty kilometers away in the morning light.

There are countless thousand-year-old trees with a height of more than 100 meters densely arranged in a row, forming a huge wall surrounding the world tree.

Faced with powerful enemies, these ancient trees that have lived for more than a thousand years have built this green wall to resist the demons within three hours at the cost of giving up their souls and wisdom.

The sun shines away the darkness, allowing the black to slowly climb along the green wall, one inch by foot and one foot.

As the sunlight crossed the top of the green wall, every tragic battlefield finally revealed its true appearance from the darkness before dawn.

The heroic elves finally defended the newly built green Great Wall at a tragic price.

They took advantage of the seemingly exaggerated 100-meter height difference and shot hundreds of thousands of demons. The terrifying mountain of corpses accumulated to half the height of the green wall.

There are still countless flying troops and agile land monsters climbing the wall to the top of the green wall.

Through the far-sighted magic, the queen could see that many elves were not seriously injured, but they died. This was death from exhaustion.

The fierce battle was beyond Cerestin's imagination.

The defense line of Green Wall was shaking in the violent attack of the demons all night, and finally supported it like a miracle.

Almost all the elves within a radius of hundreds of miles were engaged in the battle.

The scene of magical lights crisscrossing on the battlefield seemed to be still imprinted on the queen's retina.

If it weren't for the two elves and demigod masters forming the most solid base pillar of this line of defense, the Green Wall line might have fallen and the demons had already begun to burn the roots of the World Tree.

It can be kept because this place is Seus Warner, the capital of the elves.

Looking back, the queen with tears on her face watched the potted plants in the palace withered - which meant that in just one night, 70% of the elves territory and the Tree of Life were captured.

The tears were shedding at some point.

"I declared in the name of the Elf Queen who inherited the soul of the goddess Lorentia--the tribesmen of all regions immediately gave up on the spot and rushed to the Green Wall with a portal."

"Your Majesty!" The ministers were shocked.

The generals covered in blood and covered in scars shouted: "Your Majesty, please think twice, we can still fight."

There was endless sadness in the queen's green eyes: "Is the battle at the cost of extermination?"

The whole palace was silent.

The queen smiled sadly: "When most of the survivors gather, I will open the ancient portal, and we will go to Ankasing first."

"That barren star?" The ministers were even more surprised.

"That's just a springboard, our ultimate goal is - the territory of humanity."

"Hiss--" The audience echoed with a sound of gasping in the air.

"Don't persuade me. This is the best decision. I know that no compatriot is willing to rely on humans. However, even serving humans is better than all our men being eaten and all women being brutally abused and given birth to the children of the demons."

A day later, a huge stone door located in the middle of the World Tree was slowly opening a small gap.

After the gap, it was pitch black first. Accompanied by the sound of ancient spells chanting by dozens of elves, golden runes appeared on the door frame of the entire stone door.

When the psychedelic blue-purple color symbolizing the successful operation of the portal lights up, a dry wind blows out from it, causing the long hair of every elf present to float.

The smell of inorganic comes from the wind.

There is no fragrance of the soil, no rotten smell after the death of the creature, and no dusty smell, just a simple nothingness.

The opposite side of the portal was dark, as if there were countless terrifying monsters lurking.

The queen took a breath: "Let's go..."

Several queen guards took the lead in holding a glowing shield in their left hand and holding the exquisitely shaped sword in their right hand, and walked past the portal.
Chapter completed!