The Erald Fire scorched the land, and upon seeing the traces left by the evil creatures banished from the world, everyone suddenly sighed.
"How many more of these things exist in the areas we need to clear next?"
They had anticipated that this cleansing wouldn’t be easy, but never expected that by only the third area, a legendary evil creature would appear.
Judging by the twisted and malicious combination, it was clearly the power of Nurgle.
But the ans of this arrangent were definitely not the handiwork of Tzeentch.
The soul enchantnt was mostly Slaanesh’s forte, and toying with souls was Slaanesh’s instinct.
As for this enormous beast evidently used as a war machine, its heartless destructive desire clearly indicated it belonged to Khorne’s domain.
A terrifying thought arose.
This disaster of the Giant Demon Tribe was not solely caused by a single Abyssal Evil God, but by the influence of the combined will of the four gods.
"The joint efforts of the four abyssal gods always lead to extrely terrifying disasters. Moreover, their targets are rarely weak, but almost always formidable powers."
"It’s so strange, why would they simultaneously target the Giant Demon Tribe? Though strong, the tribe isn’t overwhelmingly powerful in the World Tree."
"Nor do they have a past of dominating the world; their foundation lies entirely with the Elves."
"Such a unanimous action against the Giant Demon Tribe is indeed a rare occurrence."
Louis’s words received unanimous agreent, as this situation was indeed very unusual.
Historically, the number of nations jointly targeted by the four abyssal gods isn’t small, but they were mostly top-tier countries, rarely ones below the T0 tier.
The reason being, only such great countries would require the combined power of the four abyssal gods to handle.
They couldn’t shake off the pessimistic thoughts in their minds; given the current situation, the number of evil creatures they would face next might not be few.
The journey ahead gradually turned into a nightmare.
While cleansing the Rice Fragrance Ancient Land, they encountered unprecedented Hell Worms.
It’s unknown how long these worms had inhabited this area, but the mont they moved, they turned the surrounding land into a writhing swamp.
In an instant, countless warriors were swallowed up.
Fortunately, these warriors were inherently strong and skilled in battle, they climbed out of the swamp and continued fighting.
Once Louis discovered other hidden passages, everyone valued his insights even more. Originally, he was just a marginal participant in battle, but now he had beco one of the combat commanders.
The more Louis fought, the more alard he beca.
The pathways to factories producing war evil creatures were not isolated.
While engaging the Hell Worms, he again found such pathways from the Hell Worms’ mory.
But upon entering this ti, he discovered that the evil creatures on the other side of the passage were no longer ford mainly by extra-dinsional beings, but were twisted monsters created by combining local Star Continent creatures with extra-dinsional beings.
The banishing power of the Erald Fire was not very effective against such existences.
This battle turned into a hard-fought confrontation, with the other side of the passage becoming a blood mill. Even though the Giant Troll Suicide Squad, using the sin of Wrath, trained over twenty trolls with legendary power, it was still inevitable to suffer losses in battle.
Such evil creatures with wide-ranging attack thods were a disaster even when rely moving.
Nearly a hundred trolls and knights disappeared silently.
When the battle ended, they had no ti to clear the corpses and could only look silently at the land turned to charcoal, sighing:
"Let’s go, to the next location."
Louis looked down at the site strewn with corpses, quietly sent Li to gather the bodies.
This was a bloodbath fought with human lives.
The trolls never imagined there would be so many bizarre creatures breeding and growing on the land they survived on for generations.
And they all harbored an unusual malice towards the Giant Demon Tribe.
The death toll of the rged legion kept rising; without even reaching the passage’s other side, just clearing the land outside caused over half the losses.
The leading troll glanced at the Tunis Knight Commander beside him, coughing up blood, and suddenly snorted coldly:
"Tunisians should stay here."
The Knight Commander, pulling out the poison thorns of the destructive moth from his body, glanced at him coldly and said:
"We received orders to witness your demise."
The troll commander grinned: "Why do you need to witness? This is our own choice. Besides, look at your soldiers, do you really think you can follow us to the end in your current state?"
"This is a war concerning the survival of our Giant Demon Tribe. For the future of our country, for the people living on this land, we’ll fight to the last mont, but what about you?"
He shook his head, clearly feeling it wasn’t worth it.
Yet the Tunisian Knight Commander spat a mouthful of blood and laughed loudly: "You wouldn’t be so foolish to think we are really here just to monitor you?"
The troll commander frowned.
In fact, he had found it odd before, how this Tunis Knight Order seed extraordinarily tenacious in battle.
It wasn’t about the Knight Order’s strength.
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