The location is still in the Rock Wasteland, and after several changes of hands, the two sides that are now at war are ostensibly the Sanctuary of Heresy and the Church of the Sleepless.

The 'Church of the Sleepless' sent a full 400,000 cultists, but most of them were rabble, cannon fodder from various churches, and the real elite was only 80,000 elites drawn from the Sleepless Diocese.

The Sanctuary of Heresy is only one-third the size of the other side, but most of them are regular legions from the Courtyard of Innocence, accompanied by the Nightkin of the Forbidden Night.

This organization is also one of the three dogmas of the 'Doomsday Sanctuary', responsible for espionage and assassination operations, and every nightkin is also an excellent pretender, lurker, assassin and spy, all of whom are third-order elites, but because of this, the number of people in the entire 'Forbidden Night Path' is less than one-tenth of the 'Courtyard of Innocence'.

The Hypocritical Grand Pope has attacked, and the four hundred Sleepless Guards accompanying him are acting as vanguards with unexpected speed, and outside, a large number of 'Hound Hounds of Tyndalus' are an unexpected eyeliner, and under the watchful eyes of this group of monsters, any action of the shelter is under the watchful eye of the night.

The Nightkin operating in Strongholds 2, 6, 7, and 13 were all raided by the Sleepless Guard.

This is another elite cultivated by Cangye, who can use dark energy at the same time to camouflage tracks and manipulate spells to attack, and is a professional in the dual cultivation of magic and martial arts.

The Nightkin had no advantage when his tracks were exposed, and he was hit almost in the first round.

The 400-strong Sleepless Praetorian Guards, with intelligence and cover from the 'Dark Church' behind them, attacked four strongholds in a row with the tacit cooperation, and before the two sides could officially fight, most of the Sanctuary's eyeliner was pulled out.

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"Damn the cultist, I'm going to kill them all!"

Inside Stronghold 11, where the Central Army of the Shelter was located, the commander in scarlet armor let out a beast-like howl.

The armor looked like a heavily armed rhinoceros, and it was terrifyingly heavy.

This is an enchanted armor, and 30% of the materials in the entire set need to be used in high-grade materials such as Mithril, Blood Seal Stone, Pure Steel, and Refined Steel, and the cost is roughly between 25~400,000 goddess gold.

With such a high price, there are a full 3,000 pairs in this army, and they are the elite of the 'innocent people' - the Blood Banner Dragon Eagle Regiment.

Every Dragon Eagle Knight is a third-order rider, his strength is at the pinnacle of the extraordinary, and his individual combat ability is strong, and the most rare thing is that the Dragon Eagle Knight is good at wartime cooperation, every five alliances can exert the combat power of quasi-legends, every fifteen can fight with legendary professionals within two minutes without being weak, and more than a hundred can try to encircle and suppress a low-level legend......

Three thousand, under the command of the Great Commander of the Dragon Eagle, even if the opponent is two groups of legendary squads, they will be killed.

Based on his great strength, the Great Commander of the Dragon Eagle is extremely arrogant, but the more arrogant he is, the more intense the humiliation brought by the defeat.

As the Grand Commander was venting, sitting across from him was a tall warrior in heavy armor, untying the bright red cloak behind him with one hand and handing it over to the guards.

Listen to the roar, a deep voice buzzing from under the visor:

"Is it time for you to finish venting?"

The Grand Commander suddenly closed his mouth and looked at the black-armored warrior with a helpless expression:

"General, I'm ......"

"There is no need to make excuses, if you lose, you lose, no matter what means the enemy uses, this is the result, this is the war, such a simple truth, do you want me to repeat it again?"

Even though these words were pronounced in an unusually calm voice, the Dragon Eagle Grand Commander still felt a biting chill from it.

"General, I see."

The black-armored warrior strode towards the Grand Commander of the Dragon Eagle and came to the front of the other party, in front of his tall body, the Grand Commander was as thin as a monkey.

Syllable!

A pair of iron gloves rested on the other's shoulders, and there was a crisp metal knock sound between the armor and the armor.

"You and your soldiers, the armor they wear, each set costs more than 300,000, I hope you can play its due value."

The Great Commander of the Dragon Eagle restrained his anger and saluted the black-armored warriors with a solemn and solemn attitude:

"General, in the name of the Blood Banner Dragon Eagle Regiment, I swear to you that I will not tarnish the glory of the Sanctuary!"

"Go, my Lord."

The black-armored warrior watched the departure of the Blood Banner Dragon Eagle Regiment, and then, he issued three military orders in a row:

The Blood Banner Dragon Eagle Regiment officially marched to the No. 27 stronghold after three hourglass times, and the cover was the eighth, ninth, and hundredth regiments of the Third Night Guild of the 'Forbidden Night Path', and the 4,000 people from the second hall, 3,000 people from the fifth hall, and 7,000 people from the sixth hall of the 'Doomsday Warrior Regiment' were selected to participate in the battle, and the 'innocent people' gathered 40,000 and set off after the fourth hourglass time!

The Shelter also has a strict military order, and under the baptism of iron and blood, the Shelter army has completed the crusade against the rabble almost instantly.

The 100,000 combined cultist army marched to stronghold No. 27 under the order of the hypocritical archpope, encountered ambushes along the way, and when they arrived at the destination, only half of them were left, and after entering the city, they fought an offensive and defensive battle for two whole days, and were completely defeated by an attack at night, trampling on each other countless times, and after escaping from the stronghold, they were killed by the ambush and pursuers, and after the later order gathered the remnants, there were less than 8,000 people left.

With a tight schedule and limited resources, Nightshade decided to select good warriors based on the survival of the battlefield.

Cultivating a rabble is too wasteful of resources, it is better to send them all to the battlefield and let the enemy sift through them for themselves, one time to survive may be a fluke, three times it takes luck, five times you need to rely on yourself, and seven times you have to fight hard to survive.

In such a cruel screening, more than 30,000 excellent seeds were added to Cangye's command again, and this proportion was magnified to compared with the previous 300,000, only one out of ten people could survive, but the remaining one could be used as the previous ten.

After a bloodbath, the hypocritical archpope closed his defensive line and occupied only ten strongholds, focusing on defense, allowing most of the wasteland to be occupied by the enemy.

The intention was to induce the enemy to divide his forces and occupy various strongholds, but the commanders of the opposing side were just as shrewd, and only occupied ten strongholds, and the distance from the church was stretched to the farthest.

The remaining middle ground is the dividing line of the plane.

The battle suddenly fell into a stalemate, and in the later part of the night, he remotely controlled the Great Pope, allowing it to launch several tentative offensives, but it was mainly to train troops and collect intelligence at the same time.

By the thirteenth day, when the army of 400,000 had been reduced to 170,000, an inexplicable war was over.