Nights knew that this day was coming, so they sat and prepared for it.

In a matter of days, the fortifications of Rover City were re-equipped.

Several trenches were dug out of the city, and groups of agonizing monks hid in the trenches as their first position.

Since then, countless traps have been buried on every road near Rover City, and at the city gate, all the gunpowder and explosives in the city have been buried in the night.

This is the second position.

In addition to explosives, Cangye also sold the army of bones deep underground, as long as the army of the high priest rushed to the city gate and broke through the ambush of explosives, waiting for tens of thousands of corpse legions.

This is the third position.

The walls are not tall or low, and now dozens of arrow towers of different heights have been erected.

The tower is topped with ballistas, trebuchets, dwarven mortars, and the only two dwarven heavy guns, accompanied by several traders and snipers.

Under the arrow tower are giant shield bearers carrying tower shields, so as to strengthen the rudimentary defense of the arrow tower.

There was a lot of goods in the arsenal of Rover City, which happened to be taken out by the night to improve the city's defenses, and it was also taken out of all the sophisticated equipment to arm the cultists under his command.

The Crimson Dawn gear has always been rudimentary.

Most of the Suffering Monks didn't even have a piece of armor, and all they held in their hands were shoddy iron weapons, not even well-equipped.

Now, however, Nightnight has armed an army of heavy infantry monks.

Without counting morale, it is enough for the opponent to have five times as many Suffering Monks as you are.

This is the fourth position and the last line of defense.

Climb the watchtower and look into the distance at night.

Plumes of smoke and dust rose on the horizon, and a bright flat ground rose.

The scarlet-robed Crimson Dawn Monk swept over like a red tidal wave, with rudimentary weapons in his hands, his face fanatical, singing 'chants of cruelty' and chanting the names of the gods.

At the forefront was an army of bones.

Every skeleton was ragged. Emaciated, such a posture is only possessed by ordinary people who live in hardship.

In addition to the millions of professionals in Prometheus, there is still a large base of ordinary people.

These ordinary people without any combat effectiveness are the lowest class, and the meaning of existence is to serve the professionals, and at the same time, this class can easily give birth to professionals.

Therefore, it also has the effect of replenishing fresh blood.

The army of corpses in front of him is 300,000!

One can imagine how many towns and villages were slaughtered by this group of cultists on the way here!

The agony monks of the first position quickly exchanged fire with them.

The bones of ordinary people are more fragile than the low-level undead, and a well-armed and well-armed Suffering Monk can easily defeat a dozen or so of them.

However, precious combat power should not be wasted here.

Cultists often don't have good conductors, so Nightshade anticipates how the Red Dawn's army will advance from the outset.

In the first position, the monks threw Molotov cocktails one after another.

The bottles are filled with various types of holy water.

All the amount in Rover City is here, and for the undead, holy water is tantamount to poison.

The Molotov cocktail smashed into the bones and burst open.

The holy water burst abruptly under the heat and squeezed it, splashing on the twisted skeletons.

Snort!

The sound of burning heat spread through the bones, and the instinctive screams corroded into puddles of disgusting solution.

This scene was watched by the high priest.

The arrogant, arrogant, and vicious woman immediately ordered the torture priest to send all the bones and cannon fodder to him.

A large piece of bones pushed and shoved towards the first position.

During the journey, many bones were knocked down and crushed by the same kind.

In the eyes of many pastors, this is a needless drain, an unworthy waste.

However, in the eyes of the high priest, the so-called bones are just a group of cannon fodder that can be consumed wantonly, as many as she wants, even if she dies all, she will not feel distressed.

First Trench, Second Trench...... Dengshi was under great pressure.

The Legions of Bones are numerous, but the Holy Water is limited.

Barely holding on for half an hour, the monks of the first trench retreated, followed by the second and third trenches......

In two and a half hours, the first position was declared to have fallen.

However, due to Night's order, the monks in charge of guarding the first position evacuated as soon as they fell.

Not a single person died, and all that was consumed was some holy water.

And the resistance during this period of time consumed nearly half of the bones.

And half of the credit for the loss of this cannon fodder army is due to the stupid high priest.

Wait for the Red Dawn Order's armed forces to step into the second position.

Instantaneous time –

The ground shook, the dust flew, and with the sound of violent explosions, the bones and cannon fodder were blasted into pieces and thrown into the sky, where they fell and mixed with the dirt.

At the same time, the defense of the arrow towers on the city wall was officially activated, and copper balls and arrows poured out, not at the army of corpses, but at the suffering monks of the 'Red Dawn' headquarters behind the cannon fodder.

In his rage, the high priest made another foolish decision:

Mine detection with human life!

All of the legions of bones were lost in two positions, and when the Suffering Monks praised the gods and rushed forward, what awaited them was the explosives that had not yet been fully depleted and the arrow towers on the walls of the city to snipe.

……

Hearthstone, a half-buried dwarven fortress that has been attacked by a coalition of numerous cults.

These cults include Judgment Day, Red Dawn, Night Feast, and countless small cults that are not on the list.

In total, there are more than 20 cult alliances, and the number is as high as more than 200,000.

The cultists were poorly armed and ragged, with pious and fanatical faces and singing songs of praise to the gods. There seemed to be an endless amount of courage that sustained them in the face of artillery fire and rushed towards the fortress.

Hearthstone is not Rover, and while most of the City Guard has fallen into the wilderness, its impregnable defenses have kept groups of cultists standing.

Moreover, it is a city where dwarves are the dominant race.

Each Molten Iron Dwarf is both a great blacksmith and a forger, as well as a powerful warrior.

Every dwarf is a reserve in Hearthstone.

Dwarven musketeers, dwarven crossbowmen, dwarven hoplites, dwarven axe-throwers......

Relying on the strong quality of soldiers and sophisticated equipment, although the number of cultists was dozens or even hundreds of times that of the Hearthstone Fort guards, they still buried batch after batch under the city gate.

After hours, the Combined Cult Army finally retreated.

Hearthstone repelled another wave of attacks from cultists.

"Damn, these bitches are finally gone."

A red-bearded dwarf laboriously removed the steel helmet from his head and howled in a loud voice characteristic of a dwarf.

"Look, what's that?"

A dwarf yelled beside him, and Redbeard hurriedly looked.

The sky had darkened at some point, the wind was howling, the earth was shaking, and all kinds of changes seemed to indicate that something unthinkable was approaching.

Alphonse, who was temporarily the commander of the Hearthstone garrison, seemed to have thought of something, and his face changed suddenly.

A black hole swirls collapsed abruptly ahead.

A huge figure walked out of the whirlpool, and its footprints stepped on the ground, instantly cracking into countless lines.

This is an ogre with a similar appearance to the Ogre War Lord, but it is much larger, and its aura is much older.

The ogre was about 30 feet tall, and its blood-bronze skin was covered in black, blue, and yellow totemic tattoos.

Dozens of huge bone spurs burst out from the back, each with a different creature skull stuck in the tip, and the aura emitted by each skull was not inferior to that of legendary creatures.

One of the longest and largest bone spurs was interspersed with a stunningly large dragon skull.

The identity of the comer has been revealed.

"It's an ogre demigod!"

Someone screamed on the walls of Hearthstone, causing a great panic in the city.

The ogre demigod Gogon has two heads, each with a single horn.

One head is arrogant, the other head is indifferent.

With the Great Bone Staff in one hand and the one-handed Hammer in the other, the ogre demigod looked at Hearthstone with a squinting eye.

Suddenly—

The head on the right whispered a spell.

Suddenly dark clouds filled the sky over Hearthstone, and countless thunderbolts intertwined and bombarded down.

Nine Rings Spell - Thundercloud Explosion!

Listening to the continuous screams in the city, the head on the left grinned, and then let out a roar of rage, and entered the Hearthstone Keep with [Teleportation] to kill.

In less than ten minutes, the entire fortress collapsed.

The core of the Earthfire was crushed by a hammer, and the volcano erupted, sending magma in all directions, completely submerging the entire city in a sea of fire.

"Wake up, old friend, it's time to destroy the world."

Gogon's call seemed to awaken something.

At the bottom of the core of the earth fire, there were bursts of murmurs coming from the abyss, with a chilling aura.

In response, Gorgon swung his hammer again, chiseling through the volcano with a single blow.

A moment later, a figure with countless huge chains dragging its whole body rushed out of the volcano, and its whole body erupted with fiery magma and flames, completely destroying Hearthstone Keep into ruins, and burying all life.

"I'm free!"

From the surface of the abyss, the upper demon race of hell - the Fire Demon!