Ding, ding, ding"

The harsh bells echoed throughout the Fortress and Grien's homelands throughout the Promotion Fortress, and a hurrying alarm declared danger.

As Grien's promotions and candidates continued to gather and be fired, more details were announced to the soldiers of this gorgeous land.

Madoxas, a war kingdom that should have protected the Shadow Kingdom and resisted all foreign enemies, gave up their great responsibilities. The butchers who had been in the fight for many years cut their butchers' butchers who had been fighting fortresses for many years cut their butchers towards the promotion fortress. The beasts from the five secret courtyards were besieging the Temple of Courage.

Strong courage Ms. St. Jesandria and her followers desperately need help.

The Grien warriors who heard all this were extremely angry. This wrath came not only from the shame of being invaded and trampled on by foreign enemies, but also from the contempt for the abandonment of their duties by the soldiers of Madoxas.

On the earth of the fortress of promotion, every soul has its duties.

Only souls who continue to contribute to this land are qualified to embark on the road to promotion. The Griens value their duties as much as their own lives. In their opinion, the fall of Madoxas is simply shocking.

Now, the fallen people are trying to contaminate their filth on the land of the fortress of promotion, which is completely unforgivable.

In such a momentum of unity against the enemy, the first batch of reinforcements quickly set off from the temples of other holy masters. The blue angels with strong wings wore gorgeous armor and held sacred blades to form a column, and under the leadership of their heroes, they flew over the no longer calm earth and sky.

They would encounter air cavalry released by the Madoxas halfway. Facing the gloomy winged beasts like giant snakes and sewn with various corpses, watching the terrifying and cruel psychic republics fiercely blocking them, the Grien Angels fought fiercely without fear.

In the Kingdom of Shadow, the sky is always the realm of Grien.

Their sacred wings make them unparalleled in the sky battlefield, and only the stubborn stone legion that can also fly can match their air combat skills.

The undead air force of Madoxas could not stop the raid from Grien reinforcements. Nearly 30 minutes after the war started, reinforcements from all directions began to siege the floating city of Madoxas in order to try to buy time for the Temple of Courage.

However, these heroic reinforcements soon found that their arrival was ineffective.

Because of the courage, Saint Jesandria and her hands of courage have completely fallen into the trap of the Madoxans, and they have become baits to attract more prey.

The war madmen had completely occupied the Temple of Courage. The only reason why they had not yet killed the Holy Lord of Courage was that the noble soul could bring them more Grien who had fallen into the trap.

After the first batch of reinforcements entered the field, these mad undead decisively used extinct plague weapons to block the surrounding sky.

It was indeed not their realm, but the Madhuxans had long been used to attacking on the enemy's battlefield and were very good at turning their enemy's advantage into their own traps.

Under the threat of the plague everywhere, the trapped Grien Angels were forced to land on the top of the temple that Sanderia had held before. They had to activate the last batch of Goliath sealed in the temple to assist them in defending their defensive positions.

This is a kind of machine warrior that can be driven with care.

They have their own thinking circuit, strong brute force, tirelessness, loyalty and steadfastness, which are very important links in the promotion of the fortress war system. It is precisely because the Goliath giant was launched in time that this temple can preserve the last glimmer of hope under the crazy attack of the Madoxas.

Hope is like a flame.

Burning in the dark only takes a little bit to attract more fire-fighting moths. Don't do too many, otherwise it will only scare away those moths.

"There are thousands of reinforcements in this batch, all of which are the most elite Grien warriors. The Creation Academy reported to us this batch of raw materials. After eating them, the bodies collected by the Temple of Courage are enough to supplement the losses of the previous structural legion, and can provide us with a higher quality group of hateful formations in one month."

In the floating city of the Soul Selection Academy, as the hall of the temporary command center, Baron Draka is reporting the progress of the war to the initiator of the war. Currently, Grom Hellscream, the leader of the five major secret chambers of Madoxas, is reporting on the progress of the war.

The female warrior who came from the Sharp Eye Secret Academy to the Soul Selection Secret Academy and was appointed as the baron said in a straightforward tone:

"The Secret Academy of the Sacrifice has begun to extract hearts from the center of the Temple of Courage to replenish energy reserves for the Floating City. The spies of the Secret Academy of the Sharp Eyes have begun to penetrate into their holy places while the chaos of the major temples.

It is estimated that the first phase of combat goals will be achieved by the latest from this evening, and the Temple of Courage will become our first enemy fortress to advance to the fortress.

The Marquis of Finna's Golden Sword, please stay here to stay.

She has captured the courage of Saint Jesandria with her own hands and is trying to defeat the other party's mind and transform it into her own minion.

And based on what I witnessed, I can also be sure that the loyal Saint Jadevos has fallen into the hands of His Excellency Black Shaw. In other words, less than two hours after the war began, the promotion fortress has lost two Saint Jades..."

Speaking of this, even Baron Draka, who was optimistic about the situation before the war, was a little unbelievable. She hesitated for a few seconds and whispered to the silent Grom Hellscream:

"I feel like I'm dreaming, Lord Marquis, are the Madoxas too strong? Or are the fortresses too weak? Why is it that even the elite army is not used, and just let the second-line army play, I feel like we are about to win a full victory?"

"This is normal, Draka, the promotion fortress has never been based on the spears and wings of the Grieners to stand in the Kingdom of Shadow."

Lao Hu stared at the big map of the promotion fortress provided by the Ruiyan Secret Court in front of him.

He was like a scheming commander on the battlefield, and after thinking for several seconds, he spoke:

"The real killer of the fortress is those long-lasting machinery. Their mechanical and creative army has not been activated yet, our victory is insignificant, and the situation has not yet reached a real turning point.

But since the loyal Saint Jadevos has been captured by the magical Black, our next combat target is naturally the loyalty fortress she manages and rules...

The Creation Secret Academy has proved its strength, and now the other Secret Academy has shown their own dominance. I decided to give the task of attacking the Fortress of Loyalty to Kagas Blade Fist.

Tell him for me, Draka."

Grom raised his head and said to his baron:

"The Madoxans are waiting for a clean victory, which is also his responsibility as a Marquis of Sharp Eyes. If he can't do it, then abdicate as soon as possible!"

"yes!"

Draka responded with a standard warrior gift.

However, when she turned around and walked out of the command hall, she hesitated for a moment and turned around and asked:

"War overlord, I have a small question. Regarding the goal of this war, do we want to destroy the promotion fortress? Or...

"Grien in this land is part of the foundation of the order of the Shadow Kingdom, and the eldest daughter Gristia is the core of the fortress. We will not destroy this place, nor will we kill the eldest daughter.

What will happen to this land in the future has nothing to do with us."

I didn't raise my head, and my tone calmly explained:

"We have only one goal. Before the Battle of Eternity begins, we should strengthen the combat effectiveness of the Madrauxans as much as possible...Draka, do you remember the "warm-up hunting" before the grand safari festival begins?"

"Of course, who can forget that? Durotan and I met during such hunting.

"Draka understood, and the Baron said in a deep voice:

"So, the battle to promote the fortress is a warm-up battle for a larger war? I get it!"

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"The Queen of Winter has joined our camp. She is working with Ms. Elune to rebuild the rules of the life-and-death cycle. That will be a cooperation across the six major Force fields, which can ensure that the Force imbalance will not easily occur in the next era.

Of course, we also have responsibilities that we need to shoulder.

I have arranged everything, and maybe the last battle will be announced in the next half month. I have arranged a unique farewell ceremony for the Emperor and the Warden.

I can guarantee that everything is foolproof.

But in order to avoid accidents that should not have happened, I still look forward to you and your compatriots joining it."

In the command hall of the Creation Academy, Black spoke in a relaxed tone with the "guest" standing in front of him. The latter was wearing a mysterious hood and did not speak. When Black was speaking, he always made a tilt tone.

The entire command hall was quiet, and the loyal little fishman held the elemental dung fork in his hand and guarded outside the hall, ensuring that no one would disturb the conversation.

But in fact, there are third parties listening.

The loyal lady Saint Jadevos would be hanging from the walls of the command hall in a very undesirable manner.

The shadow-like chain of dominance extended from Black's black seal bound the limbs and neck of the long-legged blue angel, stretching her whole body. A pair of wide wings hung weakly on both sides of her body, and blue blood continued to drip down along the white and sacred feathers.

The armor and clothes on this Saint Jie were pulled out, and only wearing close-fitting clothes made her look embarrassed and helpless now, like a poor little beast caught by a fierce hunter.

Not to mention running away, you can't even resist.

But the pirate did not block the mind of Ms. Devos, who had had many interactions with him, and he did not mind the loyal Saint-German listening to his conversation with his guests.

The mysterious visitor in the hood said to Black:

"I thank you for your blessing. After I returned to the Kingdom of Shadow, I have been secretly contacting my compatriots. The effect is not bad. I have attracted some down-and-outs who are very marginal in our civilization system.

But I am bluntly speaking, Lord Silent, we don’t mind taking a risk for the future you promised, but our strength is indeed weak, so it is difficult for us to make waves under the eyes of the Emperor.

This is not a matter of loyalty or not.

This is a matter of ability.”

"Of course I have considered this, and you can rest assured that I have arranged it."

Black smiled, and took out a special forged stone emblem in his palm like magic. He threw this thing to his guests and said:

"Do you remember why your clan was expelled from Ravenders?"

The pirate's guest didn't say anything, but took the badge he handed over and rubbed it carefully. A few seconds later, the man said:

"You mean, Lord Shinter has forgiven our past sins? The door to our hometown has been opened for us?"

"Your imagination can be bolder, my friend."

The evil god snorted and said:

"The hometown not only opens the door for you wanderers, but also allows you to have your own domain in the place where you were born.

You can share everything there with your brothers Winsiers on the land of Revenders.

No stone descendants will capture you and kill you, and you don’t have to rely on other powerful forces to survive. Nasrezm, you can have a civilization that truly belongs to you, or form a twin civilization with the Winsiers.

You have a common creator, you are brothers.

I have already established a relationship with Prince Resonal. As long as he can return to Revendes, as long as the authority of the Great is taken over by another King of Sin, your suffering days will be completely over.

There will be three positions in the new Reaper Court that belong to Nasrezm forever.

How about it?

Is this condition rich enough?”
To be continued...