Fierce battles, battles between humans and insects, battles between war machines and flesh and blood...... The Wall of Beetles became a vast meat grinder, with thousands of lives dying every minute and every second since the battle began.

Every participant in the battlefield is nerves numb, and they mechanically swing their weapons at the enemy, killing one and then attacking the second until they are killed.

Corpses strewn across the field, rivers of blood flowed, such words are not enough to describe the brutality of this battle.

Kill or be killed, die or die, the battlefield is so simple, so simple that there is no room for anything but cruelty and indifference.

Humans, orcs, dwarves, trolls, and their enemies, xenomorphs, fell to the ground in droves, Death is a ravenous monster that never knows what contentment is, and it is trying to rob everyone of their lives.

The battle has been fought for three hours, or six hours, since the beginning of the battle, and in these six hours, although the xenomorph swarm has suffered heavy losses, the casualties of the alliance are not small.

With 30,000 men in the Stormwind Kingdom, 10,000 Copperbeard Dwarves and Brute Hammer Dwarves, and more than 40,000 Alliance soldiers spilled the blood of Silishus, they fell on the battlefield and could no longer fight for the Alliance.

These are just the dead, and the number of wounded is more than three times higher.

If the alliance had not mobilized enough troops before the war, they would have been forced to shrink their defensive lines because of the shortage of troops.

And now, the Alliance, which has overwhelmed most of its strength, still has several reserves in its hands, and with these new forces, they can prolong the war tenfold.

"The casualties are less than expected, but ......" Varian looked at the front line that shouted to kill the earth-shattering sky, the king of the Stormwind Kingdom did not feel less relaxed than expected, but had a heavy face, "It's getting dark." ”

Darkness naturally means that night is coming, and night battles do not have much effect on the tribe, but it is different for the alliance.

Humans, dwarves, and dwarves are not a race born with night vision, and the casualty rate of night battles with xenomorph insect swarms will inevitably increase sharply, so how can Varian not be worried.

"I'll take care of the rest of the fight."

Jean strode forward, his werewolf army is not afraid of night battles, and the werewolves with night vision have not made a move for now.

"Your Majesty, the battle at night depends on you Gilnes."

When it comes to night battles, even Varian has to admit that the Gilneys are the strongest in the alliance except for the Night Elves, and their return makes up for the shortcomings of humanity in this regard.

During the day, it is so hot that people want to pluck off a layer of skin, and at night it is so cold that people have to wrap themselves in thick blankets, and the temperature difference between day and night is very great, which is the common weather of the desert, and Silisus is no exception.

In normal times, everyone would either stay in the tent or gather around the fire, but now the warriors in front of them are fighting the xenomorph swarm with their swords in the deadly heat.

"Whew!"

A terrible wolf howl came from the alliance army, and the werewolves howled at the moon, as if they were making a collective pilgrimage, and the soldiers of the Kingdom of Gilneys, who were originally humans, had thick wolf hair on their bodies, and their appearance changed accordingly.

In the darkness, a pair of eyes like small light bulbs stared at the xenomorphs, and the bloodthirsty light made the xenomorphs uneasy, and they all let out small screams in response.

Leo didn't know if it was his own delusion, he always felt that the moon was very full tonight, and looking at the bright moon in the sky, his mood was a lot lighter.

Didn't that guy tell me to pray to the moon when I'm in danger, today is another night with few stars, and it's still safe to come.

"Oh shit, I hate the night."

Mecatok complained that the daytime battle, though hard, was heavenly compared to the blurred night.

During the day, the gnomes don't have to worry that they can't find the trace of the xenomorph insects, let alone the sudden killing of enemies around them, and they won't panic when they see the enemy.

At night, when you only hear the sound of fighting in your ears but can't see the enemy's position clearly, and don't understand what the battle situation is, how can you not make people anxious?

What if the Gilneys don't withstand the onslaught of the swarm?

What if those bugs play sneak attacks?

On the battlefield of life and death, a person suddenly becomes blind, which is not a pleasant feeling.

What, you say magic lighting?

It's not that the mages are stingy, it's that it's useless for them to cast, if nothing else, just for the thousands of obsidian destroyers standing upright in the back of the xenomorph swarm.

As a race with the ability to devour magical power, the Obsidian Destroyers have always adhered to the principle that if you dare to let me go, I will dare to eat, and if you dare to let me eat enough, I will dare to explode you.

The mages who don't take them out and have the reputation of being the king of attacks won't be able to play even half a point, so they're the first target for Leo to eradicate.

The so-called blessing and misfortune depend on each other, and the night brings trouble to the alliance, and similarly, it also brings opportunities.

During the day, a figure like Leo is the center of everyone's attention, his every move is under everyone's watchful eye, and any move he makes will be noticed at the first time.

It's different at night, and the night can hide many things.

"Can it be solved?"

Leo tilted his head, and behind him stood a bald man with a war spear, his shiny bald head shining with the bright moon in the sky, so interesting.

Manolos nodded with a murderous expression, now he has gotten rid of that damn weakness, although his strength has not yet returned to its peak state, it is not comparable to before.

Xinasalaya is not the only one who has benefited from Leo's promotion to demigod.

"Then go ahead."

Resisting the urge to roar, Manolos closed his mouth and quickly slammed into the xenomorph swarm, his two-headed spear slashed like a high-speed spinning windmill, and any xenomorph worm within ten steps of him would be shattered in less than half a second.

Manolos is worthy of being the strongest Abyss Lord in the world of Annerlan, and once he gets rid of his weak combat power, it is really amazing.

There was an astonishing scene of the xenomorph swarm pouring out of the beetle wall, a bald man launched a counterattack on the swarm, he single-handedly killed the swarm and quickly killed the back of the swarm, and all the xenomorph insects that dared to stop him were slashed by the blood-colored spear shadows that were connected together.

Very strong and violent!

Unfortunately, his bravery in this night-shrouded battlefield was only seen by a handful of people, and these were the leaders of the Alliance.

Leo was sure that someone on the tribe's side was watching him, but they couldn't see it at all after most of the battlefield, and the dense crowd of xenomorphs blocked their view, and these people had no idea that Manolos was making a big splash in the swarm.

In this chaotic battlefield, with Manolos's strength, as long as he deliberately hides his aura, few people can really find out.

The Obsidian Destroyer and the Xenomorph Swarm are not in the same system, these Titan creations are mechanical creatures rather than Zerg, and there are naturally barriers to communication between the two sides.

This kind of obstacle is not there in peacetime, and it is very easy to have problems on the battlefield.

Manolos had a very clear purpose after killing the insect swarm, he went straight to the obsidian destroyer, the destroyer did not hide his purpose, and the xenomorphs quickly saw it, but the obsidian destroyers didn't know, they were obscured by the overwhelming xenomorphs, and they didn't know that someone had launched a counterattack, and it was too late when they found out that the situation was not good.

The blood-colored two-headed war spear suddenly elongated, Manolos let out a low cry, and the war spear swept out, and the blood-colored spearhead cut a crescent moon in the xenomorph insect swarm, and the color was as bright red as blood.

If the Obsidian Destroyer's body was as hard as Moam's, Manolos' sweep would be impossible to continue with at most three fours, but Moam was just a special case, and ordinary Obsidian Destroyers were no match for him.

For the Obsidian Destroyers, Manolos' near-sneak sweep cost them dearly - more than a third of their companions were cut in two.

As a mechanical creature, the Obsidian Destroyer is very resistant to blows on the surface, but extremely fragile on the inside, and the Obsidian Destroyer, who was cut off by Manolos, suddenly lost the ability to move and stopped functioning within ten seconds.

Manolos was even more merciless in his first blow, and before the Obsidian Destroyer could react, he swept out again, but this time it was not as good as the last.

With two sweeps, nearly half of the Obsidian Destroyers were slaughtered, and Manolos' results were not without brilliance, but this also angered the opponent, and the xenomorph swarms and the remaining Obsidian Destroyers came at him, vowing to kill the big bald head.

Seeing that the other party was pointing the target of the attack at him, Manolos didn't say a word, his body made a 180-degree turn, and he waved his double-headed spear and killed back.

If you want to run away after a sneak attack, how can there be such a good thing?

The Obsidian Destroyers are in hot pursuit, and whoever let Manolos kill is their companion.

Leo, who had been paying attention to Manolos' actions, gestured to Gianna when he saw this, if the number of obsidian destroyers was still thousands of alliance mages, they would naturally be powerless to fight, but four or five hundred obsidian destroyers were different, they had the ability to eat, not to mention that Leo had prepared a big meal for them.

Brilliant magic illuminates the battlefield, and there is magic The obsidian destroyer instinctively absorbed the mana, and Gianna seemed to be unaware of their actions, not at all worried that the obsidian destroyer would use the absorbed magic to deal with the alliance, and under her order, the alliance mage group did not stop, and smashed the magic one by one to the opposite side.

Soon, the Obsidian Destroyer's mana reached its full value, and they immediately stopped pursuing Manolos and mobilized the mana in their bodies, intending to use the magic of the Alliance mages against the Alliance's army.

At this moment, the figure of the two-headed catastrophic dog appeared in the alliance formation, and it was the demon lord Imotar.

Countless demonic pupils opened from Imotar's head, and the Obsidian Destroyer looked terrified for the first time under his gaze.

Boom Boom Boom ......

Blew up!

The mana accumulated in his body lost control like boiling oil, and exploded in the body of the Obsidian Destroyer, and the number of Obsidian Destroyers was less than a hundred.

Leo rubbed his chin, his face full of teasing.

"The smell of burning mana is not pleasant."

(To be continued)