The Apocalypse Mountain Range is like a long earthworm, and in the middle part, smoke is already billowing, beacons are rising into the sky, and ant-like legions are charging towards the Apocalypse Mountain Range.
It was the Demon Wolf Legion that faced the Mo Family Legion.
The demon wolf army turned into a black storm from the mountain and swept down, intersecting with the red light, and the battle broke out again.
At the rear of the Demon Wolf Legion, there was still a huge army rushing down.
This is a decisive battle, either you die or I die, so both sides did not hold back and mobilized the full force of their armies.
Such a large-scale decisive battle has not happened in Wuhun Continent for a long time. The result of this kind of battle will determine the dominant position of one side.
Mo Wuxie's pity disappeared because Lingguo recklessly used the magic core of the ninth-level magic beast. In his heart at this time, he wanted to kill and then hurry up.
Mo Yan stood at the back of the army and commanded the legion to fight with ease, while he walked towards the Apocalypse Mountains on foot in the void, with silver light flashing at every step, indicating that his mood was very depressed.
The only thing that made him feel relieved was that in his mind, the red cannon was not controlled by Angelina, but by King Zhantan. It seemed that he was the one who fired the cannon.
Now he could only hope that it was not Angelina who gave the order. Only in this way would he think that this branch of the elves could still be saved. Otherwise, it would be too cruel and inhumane, and they would not be worthy of being called elves.
Although he was angry, he still had reason.
He fell onto a mountaintop in the Apocalypse Mountains and disappeared quietly. With his strength, no one could detect him.
On the top of this mountain, Angelina, the powerful barbarian, and some leaders of other tribes.
Angelina's whole person was as cold as ice, a bit stern. She no longer had the innocence of a fiery girl, but was full of anger. She scolded: "King Zhan Tan, this princess will give you the ninth-level magic core for safekeeping. Who told you, you
Do you have the right to launch this ninth-level magic core?"
King Zhantan smiled without any trace of fear, and said: "Your Highness, this is war, not a child's play. Only the death of the enemy can prove our victory. I don't think there is anything wrong with this cannon!
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Angelina clenched her fist, what he said was true, and the ninth-level magic core was originally prepared for this war. However, Mo Wuxie's shadow was always in her heart, and she was afraid that Mo Wuxie would be harmed.
anger.
King Zhantan said again: "Your Highness Princess, look, I destroyed the enemy's 200,000 troops with just one shot, right? For this achievement, I think our wise Majesty the Queen will reward me or something, and look again,
The demon wolf army of my tribe is so brave, and even though the enemies are numerous, they are nothing to worry about. All these combined, I can proudly say that our Zhantan tribe is the real ace main force of our spiritual country!"
Now, the barbarian army has suffered heavy casualties, plus his terrifying army of 100,000 demonic wolves. No one dares to say no to these words at this time.
Angelina stared at him coldly without saying a word, but her eyes contained cold murderous intent.
The strong barbarian sighed and said: "Now we are having internal strife. I don't think we can win this battle no matter how hard we fight."
Angelina shook her long sleeves and said: "King Zhan Tan, you have violated the military order by using the red cannon without authorization. I will not hold you responsible for the time being. I hope you will take care of yourself. If your Demonic Wolf Legion cannot defeat the enemy, then
You will be subject to military law!"
Obviously, she gave King Zhantan a chance to redeem himself and make meritorious deeds, and one could hear that she seemed very powerless.
One by one, the personnel went to the front line to direct the war.
Now, only Angelina and the strong man are left on this mountain top.
"Marshal, do you think we still have a chance of winning?" the powerful barbarian asked.
Angelina smiled bitterly and said: "The deal is done, and we can't retreat. Since God wants us to defeat, there is no other way for us. Now, everything can only rely on the Demon Wolf Legion!"
The powerful barbarian looked into the distance with a deep look of fear, and said: "I hope the shot of the ninth-level magic core did not anger Mo Wuxie, otherwise..."
He didn't dare to say any more, and he didn't want to say any more, because he knew very well that the two of them together were no match for Mo Wuxie.
Mo Wuxie thought for a moment, then quietly left, never letting them notice that he had been there.
From this, he felt relieved that Angelina was not such a heinous person.
He was wandering in the mountains and forests, and suddenly looked in the direction of Lingguo. A large convoy of thousands of people and hundreds of horses were driving towards the Apocalypse Mountains.
It was now time for the decisive battle, and supplies no longer played any role. What made him curious was that the person escorting the baggage turned out to be a member of the Gaotu tribe.
Based on his spiritual thoughts, the supplies on the carriage were only the corpses of monsters.
He could guess without looking that the corpse of this monster should be the ration of the monster wolf, and they didn't know that the front line had retreated from the Tianqi Mountains.
He thought for a moment and walked out, and the next moment he suddenly appeared in front of the baggage troops.
Suddenly a man appeared, and all the people escorting the baggage immediately drew their sabers and pointed them at him.
The leader was Gao Lei, the leader of the Gao Tu tribe. Just as he was about to scold him, Gao Lei swallowed his words and trotted over as if he was seeing his reborn parents. Before he could reach Mo Wuxie, he knelt down far away, his body
He galloped forward until he was in front of Mo Wuxie.
Gao Lei said in a loud voice: "My benefactor, my benefactor from the Gaotu tribe. You finally showed up and wanted to kill us!"
Mo Wuxie was slightly startled. He didn't expect Gao Lei to be so excited, and said with a smile: "Gao Lei, we haven't seen you for a long time, and you gave me such a big gift when we met, I can't bear it!"
Gao Lei shook his head and said: "My benefactor, you may not know that after you left one day, we built a stone statue for you in front of the city lord's palace. Later, some people from the barbarian tribe happened to see your statue when they passed by. Therefore, our Gaotu tribe is now
It has been planned as a branch of the barbarian tribe, and we are no longer afraid of the so-called Tuoba tribe!"
Mo Wuxie said oh, it turns out that the Gaotu tribe still has such an opportunity, and the one who can give him a statue should be Jiang Li!
He smiled and said: "I left your tribe and went to other countries to visit. What happened to our country?"
Gao Lei nodded and said: "I know a little bit about this. According to the barbarian prince's inadvertent revelation, our Lingren tribe seems to have undergone some changes. I don't know what they are specifically!"
As soon as Mo Wuxie's eyes lit up, he felt that it was definitely unusual for Angelina to engage in such a big event as a war despite being kind at heart. What was going on inside them?
He thought for a while and felt that it was time to understand some things about spiritual beings.
Although there was very little information from Gao Lei, it made Mo Wuxie curious. What made an elf who liked a peaceful life change his nature and fall in love with war?
Returning to the sky above the battlefield again, the shouts of killing below shook the sky. He looked below and showed a smile. The Mo family army did not disappoint him. It had defeated the Demon Wolf Army. The Lingguo army continued to defeat the mountains and fell.