The cold wind howled, and the sky above the bloody hills outside Harogas finally lit up with the first rays of light.

In the Arret Mountains, where there is no sunlight most of the time, this ray of light will be the harbinger of dawn.

Behind the thick walls of Harogas, Clough, the Mad Butcher, has gathered all the men who are still ready to go into battle.

The entire composition of his three barbarian legions had largely been broken up in the endless fighting of the previous months, and the warriors who were now assembled were mixed forces of professionals from elsewhere and the remnants of the barbarian legions and mercenaries from the beginning.

Clough was making the final pre-battle mobilization of all his warriors, and beside him, a paladin in golden armor, McCass, holding a dark gold scepter and a golden whirlwind shield, stood there with a solemn expression on his face.

The upcoming battle will be a battle for the fate of Harorgas and the entire world, and everyone must fight for their homeland with the last of their strength.

Outside the walls, blood was frozen by the ice wind, staining large swaths of the land red.

The ferocious howls of the demons sounded in their ears.

Xue Hua stood at the head of the city, looking at the barbarian warriors who were almost all determined to die, and his heart was full of emotion for a while.

The wind is sluggish and the water is cold, and the strong man will never return.

This poem is not entirely appropriate in this context, but it is completely in line with the determination of these human warriors to live and die with their homeland.

Without the swarm, it would be a terrible battle for survival.

Thinking of this, he glanced at the statue-like Quarkek beside him—the great leader of the barbarians was already dressed in armor and exuded the horror of a decisive battle.

Just as he was about to say something to ease the atmosphere that seemed to be overly solemn, a faint golden light pierced the cold morning fog like a sword under the horizon of the border of the bloody hills in the distance.

In the early hours of the morning, the war will begin!

Quarkek raised his hammer abruptly and exhaled!

"Open the gates!!"

Click! Click, click, click!!

The hinges at the gate roared violently, and the heavy iron gates slowly pulled up, and the barbarian warriors immediately raised their weapons, and the white mist exhaled from their mouths became a large gray haze.

Outside the city, on the bloody hills, the violent howls of the demons quickly amplified, and thousands of servants and demons held sharp blades, stared at the crimson evil eyes, and the corners of their mouths dripped cloudy saliva, and swooped towards the fortress in front of the city wall.

The barbarians' legion commander, Clough, with his arms knotted in his muscles, was the first to burst out of the city gates with a sharp axe.

Behind him, the legions of barbarians clad in stubborn barbarians let out a deafening and furious battle cry!

"Kill!!"

"Scatter them!"

At the same time, another legendary powerhouse, Paladin McCass, also rushed out of the city gate with a scepter and shield and a professional army with the barbarian army, and he divided the few remaining high-level professionals under his command into two parts, and surrounded the center of the monster army from the two wings of the warband.

Above the city, Quarkek roared suddenly, and its body, which was already as tall and majestic as a hill, swelled again until it reached a height of five or six meters.

He lifted the hammer in his hand and let out a ferocious roar towards the rear of the monster army.

"Come out! Face me! You cowardly maggots!! ”

The voice of the barbarian leader pierced through the golden cracking stone, forming a shock wave like a battering ram, and it violently crushed through the demon group!

With a war hammer in his hand, he jumped directly from the city into the battlefield below without hesitation, and the violent outbreak of the terrifying wind instantly tore apart the charging line of the servants.

Inspired by the great leader's divine might, the barbarian legions let out an even more fierce battle cry, and they fought bravely with their blades in hand, and did not hesitate to collide with the enemy!

Boom!!

The sound of flesh and blood colliding resounded across the battlefield in an instant, and the three legendary powerhouses plunged into the rear of the monster army like three searing table knives cut into butter.

Without the same powerhouse, numbers alone can't stop the Legendary-level masters.

In front of them, the monster army was like leeks waiting to be harvested, and the clumps turned into blood foam.

The battlefield took on a one-sided posture at the beginning, and the charge of the army of Hell was like a wave crashing into a reef, which lasted only a moment before it was completely shattered.

But Xue Hua was still standing on the head of the city, and he was not in a hurry to let the swarm join the battlefield.

He clearly knew that all this was only temporary at present, and the huge advantage achieved by the barbarians was completely based on the terrifying combat power of the three legendary powerhouses.

There are more powerful men on the side of Hell, and they will not allow the three of Quarkek to completely destroy the advantage created by the Hellish army.

Sure enough, the wreak havoc of the three legendary professionals in the armies of Hell was quickly stopped.

Six powerful Evil Pact, wrapped in black robes, quickly joined the battle from the rear of the army of Bloody Hills Hell.

"Have you finally come out of your goddamn tortoise shell, Quarkek!"

Two of the Evil Pact laughed maniacally and tore off their robes, revealing rock-solid muscles.

These are two legendary barbarian deeds, and their faces are almost identical even to the war paints on their faces!

"Brother Maguien!"

Seeing these two people, a look of extreme anger suddenly appeared on Qualkek's face under his mask.

These two are traitors to the barbarians, rebels who were expelled from the clan long ago for insulting the ancestral rituals!

I didn't expect them to dare to rebel to this point, and they actually became the minions of the hell demon gods, and they came to counterattack their hometown!

"Today is your day of death! Quarkek! ”

Another black-robed man stopped in front of the barbarian leader, and he took off his hood from his head, revealing a strange short icy blue hair.

"Frost Plague: Marven!"

Another legendary deed with a name and a surname!

On the other side, Clough "The Mad Butcher" and McCasse "The Protector" were also intercepted by two other legendary Evil Deeds.

The offensive momentum of the Barbarian and Professional Legions was stopped at once.

In the depths of the bloody hills, at the same time as the six Legendary Cultivators intercepted the three Legendary Professionals, a monster as huge as a hill and covered in blood-colored mist suddenly waved the long whip in his hand.

A bloody mouth opened on its belly, and out of it roared filthy and blasphemous demonic words!

“O'muyds！”

The monster's roar was like a charge command to the monster army, and the army of hell, which had been defeated by the onslaught of the human legions, immediately pounced again with red eyes.

Even some of the servants had a terrifying mutation, their upper bodies suddenly swelled like balloons, filled with corrosive demon blood and sharp bones like blades!

"Beware of blowing yourself up as a servant!!"

On the battlefield, the commanders of the various divisions of the human legion immediately reminded loudly at the top of their voices.

These terrifying monsters don't know how much damage they had done in the previous few days of fighting.

Countless battle fighters have fallen to the suicide attacks of these bastards, and every time they come in droves, it means that the armies of Hell are about to counterattack!