729: Chapter 511: The First Battle is the Decisive Battle_2 729: Chapter 511: The First Battle is the Decisive Battle_2 This demon altar, once pushed to the entrance of Blood Gorge, took root there directly.
Countless black mists emanating from the depths of the Blood Gorge, filled with screams of pain and despair, surged forth and were swallowed by this wicked altar.
The monsters that hesitated to advance were ruthlessly slain by the trolls, who clandestinely stuffed parts of their victims into their own mouths while dragging the rest towards the demon altar.
Soon, the demon altar was overwheld with copious corpses, and a dense blood mist emanated from its center.
More horrific howls could be heard from within the mist, as if it were now connected to another world.
The fact was exactly so.
The trolls from the Wailing Dwarf Kingdom, using the blood, flesh, and souls of the monster servants as sacrifices, directly opened a Demon Veil to the realm of Demon Prince Dimogorgen.
Countless insatiable Abyssal demons, lured by the blood and souls, couldn’t wait to enter the Material Plane and feast upon this rare banquet.
Coward Demons, Extravagant Demons, Berserker Demons, Frollo Demons…
Limitless demons seed to pour forth endlessly, rushing along Blood Gorge towards the caravans of the migrating army.
An overwhelming barrage of arrows rained down from the sky, impaling countless demons mid-charge.
Those dead demons burst instantly, transforming into blood mists that rged with the Demon Veil generated by the altar, intensifying its density and increasing its range, bringing forth even more demons.
This created a vicious cycle.
The more demons the migrating army killed, the more solid the Demon Veil beca, and the greater its range expanded.
Once the number of demons that died there surpassed a certain threshold, the Demon Veil might solidify and turn into an Abyssal Gate leading directly to the Abyss.
As for killing off all the demons?
That was but a fool’s dream.
In the Multiverse, there are countless Material Planes, but there is only one Abyss and one Hell, where all sinful souls transform into demons.
And Dimogorgen, acclaid as the most powerful Demon Lord of the Abyss and honored as the Demon Prince or Abyssal King, commands an army of demons in the millions.
Their numbers alone could wear down the migrating army to death.
The demons currently surging forth were rely fodder ant to be slaughtered, to strengthen the Demon Veil.
The true high-ranking demons had yet to engage, not to ntion the Legendary Demons, even the Transcendent demons posed a disaster for the migrating army once they began appearing in squad formations.
Realizing that the trolls were not playing by the rules, the key leaders of the migrating army gathered imdiately for an ergency eting.
“Lord Gaven, it was my oversight and I underestimated them.
I never expected these trolls to be demon worshippers that have now led us to a desperate plight.
Please, my lord, punish ,” said Veranika, the main strategist of the plan, admitting her guilt to Gaven right away.
She had calculated every mundane power the trolls might wield, but completely overlooked their religious beliefs.
It was undoubtedly a huge mistake.
The real existence of True Gods, devils, and demons ant that wars on the Material Plane were never flat, but multidinsional.
Not only could True Gods intervene, but demons and devils might be summoned as well.
“This is an irresistible contingency, not a mistake of planning nor of battle,” Gaven said, waving his hand dismissively, “Now is not the ti to discuss faults; what matters most is finding the key to breaking this situation.”
“The core of this demonic summoning tactic is that demon altar.
If we destroy it, the Abyss will lose its anchor point here, and the dead demons will no longer transform into summoning power for more demons,” said Anna, whose deity, Ilmater, is one of the Triad, and whose followers often fight on the front lines, saving souls from demons and devils.
“Those trolls are clearly aware of this, and judging from the placent of the demon altar and the distribution of the Troll Warbands, they are waiting for us to send in our Elite and then devour them,” Veranika said, her confidence unfazed by the initial defeat.
She continued actively strategizing, “But we have no choice but to charge, which is exactly what they expect—a direct confrontation.
However, we could circumvent their edge by bypassing them through the mountain ranges on both sides of the Blood Gorge and airdropping near the demon altar.
We’d only need to face two or three Troll Warbands, with the Goliath Battle Group and the Hobgoblin Giant Battalions holding them off.
Then we could make a quick decision and destroy the demon altar.”
“There’s no need for such complications,” said Zalanda, raising the to titled Path of War, “I have the ability to maneuver troops gifted by Lady Strategy, which can teleport a portion of our Elite right next to the demon altar.
The first we would confront are likely one or two Troll Warbands.
Once there, I can imdiately unleash the Revenge Storm, Strong Acid Rain Barrage, which should effectively hold off the other Troll Warbands for a minute or two.
But this ability can only be used once, so afterwards, success or failure, we’ll have to rely on ourselves to get out.”
“If that’s the case, the situation becos much simpler,” said Veranika as she involuntarily took a deep look at Zalanda, not fully aware of her fellow devotee of Lady Strategy’s specific abilities or the capacity of the Path of War, “This is the initial battle and also the decisive one.
We must bring all our strength to bear, including the three thousand Cavalry outside.
Regardless of the outco, the isolated Elite should not rush back but break out instead.
Although the trolls are formidable, they are few in number, which might actually make it easier to escape.”
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