This is destined to be a dark day recorded in history.
The black door suspended in the air is like a portal to hell. The boundless air of death rolls out, covering the sky and plunging the world into the reign of darkness.
Wherever the breath of death passes, rivers dry up and flowers and plants wither.
Even the mountains are dying step by step, and the heavy rocks slowly turn into gray-white dust.
Accompanying these scenes were the boundless legions like a black ocean.
Liches, skeletons, walking corpses, burning skulls, gargoyles, undead dragons... Countless undead creatures are the largest number of warriors in this legion, but there are also human spellcasters.
Orcs, orcs, and even elves and other creatures.
These are the people of believers in the Lord who is the end of all things.
Among them are more than a dozen demigod-level beings. As leaders of the Death Legion, they directly obey the orders of the God of Death.
This king of the walking dead is not in vain. His army is enough to destroy the Netheril Empire and the Demonic Sun Realm at the same time. Whether it is high-end combat power or comprehensive strength, the Death Army far exceeds the power of this main material world.
Moreover, these are definitely not all the combat power in the Kingdom of Death, they are only part of it.
It doesn't stop there.
The land of Felin began to tremble everywhere.
Especially places like cemeteries and barren mountains.
There seemed to be some creature struggling and moving under the soil. After a while, the soil finally broke through, revealing a rotten body that was covered in blood and flesh, or even just a skeleton.
The dead returned from the kingdom of death, and under countless horrified eyes, silently burst out towards the land of Nether, and merged into the death army in an endless stream.
"It finally begins."
"This real war."
In the quiet canyon, the silver dragon raised his head and looked at the teleportation gates lying in the sky where the boundless power of death was concentrated, and his eyes narrowed slightly.
At this time, Faerûn looks a bit similar to the Dragon and Elf war zone in the main timeline.
The gods' armies have precise targets and are large in scale. They generally do not attack ordinary people, but they also do not control the aftermath of unintentional waves. If they are affected, they will have to consider themselves unlucky.
Unless you want to try to get revenge on a god, what else can you do but consider yourself unlucky?
Garon's canyons were also eroded by the power of death.
The canyon, which was originally beautiful with beautiful scenery and the fragrance of birds and flowers, was also shrouded in the aura of death. At this time, many scenery was decaying and dying at a speed visible to the naked eye.
This is the Lord of the End of All Creation releasing extraordinary divine power to influence the environment, turning the environment of Faerûn into a home suitable for the performance of His Death Army.
The power of gods is difficult to exert in the main material world.
But this doesn’t mean that even a little bit cannot be shown.
When a god, a powerful god, is determined to destroy a force in the main material world, his anger will make the entire world tremble.
"Teacher, you are indeed the master of the end of all things."
Karsus, who was also in the canyon, came to Garen and said in a low tone.
"This god guides the phaerim to fight against Nether."
"His hands are stained with the blood of my Netherese arcanist."
As he spoke, Karsus' tone was calm, but Garen could see that there seemed to be flames burning in his eyes. It was the flame of anger, the great arcanist's anger towards the gods.
"Then try to make Him pay for it."
The silver dragon lowered its eyes and looked at Karsus.
"Karsus, my proud disciple, are you ready?"
Karsus nodded solemnly.
"I am fully confident that I can successfully perform the Ascension Technique."
"Now I just wait until the Lord of the End of All Things is distracted, and I will make Him pay a heavy price for this."
He said every word.
Garen nodded slightly, and at the same time stood up with his huge body, slowly unfolded his dragon wings, and said with a smile: "I have been silent for a long time, now it's time to move my muscles and bones."
During the conversation.
The magic network spread all over Faerûn began to tremble violently.
Boundless elemental energy riots swept everywhere like the tide of the sea, dispersing the endless power of death, and the sky covered by darkness regained its brightness.
Other than that.
The arcanist of Nether, and the phaerinn of the monstrous realm.
At the same time, everyone was pleasantly surprised to find that their connection with the magic network seemed to have become deeper, and they could mobilize more elemental energy, allowing spells to be cast more easily and gain more power than before.
However, the four portals connected to the Kingdom of Death, guarded by demigods, still stood tall.
At the same time, the magical portal opened again.
Nagas, murlocs, orcs, elves, humans... An army of spellcasters from various races came out of it and descended directly to the border of Nether's land, guarding it silently.
The army from the [Heart of Spells], the Kingdom of Missriel, has arrived.
Every soldier here is a spell caster, facing the army of death from afar across the sky and the earth.
The oracle of the goddess of magic came at the same time, saying that she would not ignore the unprovoked persecution of the arcanists and the phaerim by the Lord of the End of All Things. These two races have their own people and believers.
At the call of the goddess of magic, many phaerim and arcanists rushed to the battlefield to stand on the side of the spell army.
During this period, the arcanists were surprised to find that some spellcasters whose names were recorded in the history of Faerûn but who suddenly disappeared appeared in the spell army. It turned out that they were absorbed into the kingdom of the goddess of magic.
at the same time.
The gray wasteland of one of the Outer Planes.
The realm of the God of Death, the Lord of the End of All Things, also known as the underworld, is located on this plane.
Deep in the fortress built by the accumulation of countless bones.
Sitting on the wailing treasure carried by the skulls of various creatures, the God of Death opened his indifferent and narrow eyes.
This god has dark eyes without any color.
Facing Him is like facing the ultimate fear, the fear of the end of death.
His eyes reflected the death of all things in the world.
There is a phantom-like cloak behind him. The windless and automatic cloak hides most of his body. Only the pair of dark eyes can be seen. One of his palms is pressing the thick roster, and the other hand
He was holding a quill pen with ink hanging down, as if he was writing something.
"Miss Riel, are you going to be my enemy for the sake of a mortal empire?"
In the Bone Fortress, the coldness of the Lord of the End of All Things is overwhelming, but the voice of no joy or anger can be heard, like talking to himself, echoing, spreading far away.
"Haha, you said arcanists are your people?"
"When did a group of arrogant arcane masters who did not fear the gods become your people?"
The Lord of the End of All Things seems to have received a response.
He sat on the Skull Throne, raised one hand, tilted his head, and continued to speak in a tone as cold as ice.
"So, no matter what, you have to help them resist the end of death?"
The Lord of the End of All Things slowly stood up.
His gaze was like electricity, penetrating through endless space and planes, as if he had come directly to the heart of the spell, and looked at the goddess of magic who was full of radiance.
"Very good, Missriel."
"Now let me try to see if your magic has improved over the years."
With that said, the body of the Lord of the End of All Things disappeared from the underworld.
God is basically invincible in his own kingdom.
But gods are never afraid to leave the kingdom of God. After all, they are never prisoners in the kingdom of God, but gods aloft.
The Lord of the End of All Things and the Goddess of Magic left the Kingdom of God at the same time.
The next moment, these two powerful gods appeared in an endless silver field, the star realm.
The power of death that can bring all things to an end, as well as the omnipotent endless magic, broke out here, and the native residents of the star world skillfully boarded floating islands, trying their best to avoid the aftermath of the battles between gods.
Even so, every time the gods fight in the astral realm, it will bring irreparable wounds to the residents of this world.
But the inhabitants of the star realm are used to this.
Because of the special nature of this plane, both good gods and evil gods particularly like to wage wars here and release their boundless power.
In the star realm, the battle between gods begins.
At the same time when the gods went to war, the Death Legion belonging to the Lord of the End of All Things and the Curse Legion belonging to the Goddess of Magic both received oracles.
Faerûn, the main material world that caused the battle between two powerful gods, has once again ignited the flames of war. It is only slightly smaller than the war between the Unther Empire and the Orc God System. It can be said to be the second largest war in the history of this world.
The fire rises and ignites.
Portals based on the four death kingdoms.
The entire battlefield was divided into four main battle zones, and the Death Army and the Spell Army began to fight for their gods.
Nether territory, Dawn Mountains.
Above this mountain range, there is a portal leading to the Kingdom of Death, which is transporting a steady stream of troops to the world of Faerûn.
At the same time, a force of the Spell Legion came together with many great arcanists and phaerinn magic sunflowers.
High in the sky, the floating city carries arcanists flying among the floating clouds under the influence of magic. There are caster soldiers of the Spell Legion in mid-air, and on the surface and underground are the armies of phaerinn magic sunflowers.
In this war zone, there are four demigods in the Death Legion.
A death knight, a necromancer, an undead dragon, and a death wolf.
The most powerful among the demigods is the undead dragon.
The incorporeal undead dragon can avoid all physical attacks and is naturally immune to elemental energy damage below legendary level. Coupled with the powerful power of demigods, it can gallop across the vast battlefield.
There are also demigods among the casters from the Heart of Spells, entangled with the demigods of the Legion of Death.
At the same time, the sea of undead creatures surged, fighting endlessly with the legions of spells, arcane masters, and phaerinns.
boom!
As if the light of dawn bloomed on the horizon, the endless light instantly wiped out tens of thousands of undead creatures, leaving a vacuum on the surface.
Ten-ring spell, solar blast.
The first great arcanist to develop this spell once blew up a floating city, resulting in his own death.
A great arcanist living in the floating city took out a breath and began to recite the spell silently again, mobilizing the power of the magic network and constructing spells.
Because of the support of the goddess of magic, the great arcanist felt that the magic network was more active than ever.
Such an environment is very suitable for casting spells.
Dozens of floating cities surround the Dawn Mountains, and spells from the arcane masters fall from the sky, powerfully killing the undead creatures one after another.
Fire, ice, sound waves, gravity, space... Everything that makes up the world is the weapon of the arcanist.
The soldiers of the Spell Legion are also spellcasters.
Together with the Arcanists, endless spells emanate from the hands of spellcasters.
The chanting of incantations overwhelmed the roars of the undead creatures, and the elemental aura as bright as the scorching sun could blind the eyes of ordinary people.
Both Spell Legion and Arcanist performed very well.
There is a magic network in the world of Faerûn. After all, it is the home of the goddess of magic and spellcasters. The army of death is fighting here and is falling into disadvantage at a speed visible to the naked eye.
However, the performance of Felin Demon Kui, who also participated in the battle, was somewhat poor.
The core of their ability is to absorb magic, which is extremely targeted at the caster and is not so effective against other beings.
However, only a small part of the soldiers in the Death Army were spellcasters, which resulted in the Phayling Demon Sun's abilities being unable to be fully utilized, and the casualties were very heavy for a time.
Then, under the advice of the leaders of the Spell Legion and the Grand Arcanists.
The phaerimms had no choice but to leave the battlefield, leaving the battlefield to spellcasters and undead creatures.
Time passes quietly.
The caster's spell crushed the earth, tore the sky, and most of the black sea-like army of death was turned into powder, while the casters only suffered a small proportion of casualties.
However.
Just when the spellcasters thought they had won easily, they were about to close the portal.
The gray-black power of death was like a hurricane passing by, passing over an undead creature who was turned into powder.
A scene that made the casters look solemn occurred.
The broken corpses were reorganized, the flesh and blood on the ground flowed back, and the death legions destroyed by their spells were reborn. However, the power of death permeating the surrounding land was dimmed a bit, but because of the existence of the portal, as time went by
Time is returning quickly.
The frontal combat effectiveness of the Death Army is not very strong.
However, with the blessing of the power of the Lord of the End of All Things, they can be reborn almost infinitely and return from the kingdom of death.
As for the creatures that die under the wheels of the death army, they will also become their soldiers.
If there is no way to destroy all the Death Legion quickly, then in the long run, the Death Legion will become stronger and stronger, and the forces that oppose them will weaken day by day, until they lose all their resistance.
At this time, some dead spellcasters had already stood up, joined the death army, and faced off against their former comrades with swords.
The army of the Lord of the End of All Things relies on the rather rogue divine power of death, and its power is second to none among the armies of the envoys of all the gods.
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The epidemic has been closed for more than a month, and today the lockdown is lifted for one day.
The author can't sit still and wants to go out to play, so I will write less today and make up for it tomorrow.
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