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The spatial gate to the underworld has been activated, and in the formation that is thousands of times larger than the gate used for testing, the dense aura slowly rotates, and the colorless brilliance appears and disappears.

Outside the formation, huge spaceships hovered in the air, neatly arranged, and the huge jet tube at the tail shone with blue light. Among the magic weapons attached to the cave inside the spaceship, there are teams of soldiers, missiles, chariots, and artillery, all of which are neat and dignified, waiting for the order to set off.

But the order never came.

Behind the huge team of spaceships, outside the small spaceship that was the command ship, the thunderous eyes never left the battle report in his hand. There was only a solemn look on his face, but he couldn't see the slightest emotional fluctuation. However, the person standing next to him couldn't help it, and the anxious look on his face was unobstructed.

"Lei Dong, is it ......" The old man Nishan said halfway, but he stopped, but everyone knew what this most respected old man in the fairy world meant.

Although he still holds the position of the head of the Immortal Realm Military Committee and wears the rank of marshal, in the past thirty years, the old man Nishan has rarely appeared in people's sight, especially on the battlefield. He was just silently behind his back, in an unknown place, coordinating the relationships and interests of all parties, ensuring that the forces of the entire immortal realm could be gathered together to deal with the mortal enemy of the Holy Envoy Legion. Therefore, it seems that his opportunities to show up are becoming less and less, but his influence, status, and prestige among the high-level of the real immortal realm are getting higher and higher.

In the past 30 years, everything about war, from grand strategy, to specific battles, to armaments, science and technology, and so on, the old man of Nishan has let Lei Dong do it. Today, it was the first time that the old man had raised a vague objection to Lei Dong's decision.

In fact, the meaning of the old man Nishan represents the opinion of almost everyone present. The battle that is taking place in the underworld is too tragic, and since the shocking battle thirty years ago, the Volunteers have never killed and wounded so many soldiers in a single battle. As soon as they thought of those little monks who were only in the Yuan Infant Stage at the highest, fighting bravely under the attack of the powerful Holy Envoy Legion, and refusing to give up resistance even if they were killed and wounded, these immortal world bigwigs were thrilled for a while, and they couldn't wait to rush over in person, and rush over now to rescue all those heroic warriors!

People's eyes suddenly focused on Lei Dong. Will he change his decision, or will he give Old Man Nishan this face?

The gaze of more than ten Xuan Immortal-level bosses brought about by the pressure was incomparably huge, but Lei Dong didn't seem to feel the slightest pressure, his expression did not change, and he slowly shook his head: "No, it's not time yet, we must ensure that one blow will be hit this time, and at the most critical moment, the passage will be completely blocked, otherwise, we will have to face huge sequelae." ”

The thunderous voice was not loud, and the tone was not sonorous, but anyone could hear the unwavering determination.

"Okay," the old man sighed, "if you think it's right, then do it, we old fellows will stand behind you and support you." ”

The bigwigs were silent, of course they knew that what Lei Dong said was very reasonable, and the old man Nishan's decision was understandable, but it was just ......

"Boss," this time it was a dark cloud who spoke, and there was a trace of worry on his face, "Boss Huang, I'm worried about ......"

Lei Dong raised his hand, waved it slightly, and glanced at the dark clouds: "Don't worry, captain he can withstand it!" ”

On the surface, Lei Dong seems to be indifferent to everything, but deep down, how can he not be nervous? He stared closely at the battle report in his hand, his eyes kept glancing at the communicator that was specially connected to the underworld, and he was silently shouting in his heart: "Just a little, just a little, a little faster, a little faster......"

"Drip—"

The communicator beeped, and the red light stood out in the dark. A deep voice sounded calmly, it was Huang Xiwen.

"Headquarters, it's time to act!"

With a snap, Lei Dong slapped the command platform, and shouted: "Action!" ”

With the thunderous shout, the huge space gate array suddenly burst out of the Dao light, the five-colored light soared into the sky, reflecting the entire heaven and earth colorful, and the tail of the huge spaceship began to spew out long blue flames and air currents, in the brilliant light, it looked so dazzling and so bright.

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The underworld.

In the huge hole above Tianmen Gorge, the birdmen who sprayed out like water dragons finally stopped gushing out frantically. When the last group of birdmen entered the underworld, under the command of the fourteen-winged birdman, a force of about a million birdmen was stationed around the hole, and tens of millions of birdmen swarmed forward. They knew that in the vicinity of that long, low "mountain" the main forces of the enemy had been found and a fierce battle was being fought.

"The Holy Emperor is omnipotent!"

"Eternal light, shine on the world!"

The birdmen let out an earth-shattering cry and galloped along the way. At this moment, there is only one thought in their hearts: rush over and kill them all!

If the underworld has become a whirlpool, then the Hades is the center of this whirlpool. A day earlier, when the 9th Division, the 11th Division, and the Artillery Division had fought and retreated, and entered the Stygian Boundary Pass, the birdman team that was closely pursuing behind them was immediately hit with unprecedented blows. The Second Army was the bottom, and the main forces of the Third and Fourth Army were powerful troops on two wings, surrounded from three sides, and there was a burst of indiscriminate bombardment against the Birdman Brigade. Almost instantly, tens of millions of birdmen were reduced to ashes under heavy artillery fire.

The three divisions that had just retreated from the front, after a short rest and ammunition replenishment, quickly turned back and entered the battlefield and joined the Second Army.

Although this team suffered heavy losses, the casualties of their comrades aroused their hatred, and the arduous fighting process along the way made their combat skills have been tempered and baptized like bones. After returning to the battlefield, the units were temporarily reorganized into one infantry division and two artillery brigades, bursting out with unprecedented combat effectiveness. Let the birdmen attack in every way, let more and more follow-up birdmen join the battlefield, and the steel defense line composed of more than one group army in total has not retreated a single step!

The combination of the three fronts has formed a huge pocket, tightly enclosing the birdmen in the arc-shaped territory of the Stygian Mountain Realm.

It was only then that the birdmen discovered that the retreat of those cunning human monks before was actually a planned conspiracy like the one they had encountered in the fairy realm before, and its purpose was to lure them into the Jedi!

And what makes the birds feel ridiculous and sad is that in the face of this tactic that has made them suffer countless times, they have been fooled again without warning!