Infinite Survival: The winner takes all!

Break through? How to break through?

Blocking their way home are hundreds of kilometers of dangerous journey and most of the troops assembled by the five major clans, which is like an indestructible wall of steel.

In comparison, holding on might allow them to hold on for a while longer, but breaking out would only result in their instant death.

Cabaros spoke slowly, his tone revealing an unconcealable regret, "Ibrahimovic, this is all our own fault."

"The master has reminded us many times that we must nip the threat from the five major clans in the bud, but we have never paid enough attention to it."

"Now, the temple has finally paid a heavy price for this."

Kilduff took over the conversation, "It's no use saying this now, but breaking out is also a road of no return."

"There are hundreds of thousands of God's messengers surrounding us. We will never be able to break through with our own strength."

Ibrahimovic looked at the two great commanders who had given up struggling, and an uncontrollable anger surged in his heart.

However, this anger was short-lived.

Although they are extremely unwilling, the cruel reality is before them. They are truly in a desperate situation with no way out.

After a short silence, Ibrahimovic spoke again, "No matter what, we must hold on to the end. As long as we can delay until the Ancient God is completely corrupted, the Temple will have a chance to turn the tide and achieve a Jedi counterattack!"

The huge bone snake head of Cabarros nodded slightly and said in a low voice: "Pray to the master. We don't have much time. We can only hold on for another month at most."

"If the corruption of the ancient god cannot be completed within this period, then the master's will may not be able to continue in this world..."

Kilduff exhaled a puff of black air and was about to speak when suddenly, a terrifying yet familiar aura surged in from afar, which made people feel awe.

Not only it, the other two commanders also noticed it and showed expressions of astonishment.

"Could it be that the Palace Master has come to pick us up?" Cabaros asked with some doubt.

"Absolutely!" Ibrahimovic came back to his senses, unable to hide his excitement in his tone, "The Lord Palace Master would never leave the Temple easily if he had not received the Master's order. He must have come here to pick us up."

"Since the Lord Palace Master dares to risk leaving the temple, does it mean that the ancient god will also be corrupted?" Kilduff asked immediately.

Hearing this, Ibrahimovic and Cabaros looked at each other subconsciously, with an indescribable light of excitement flashing in their eyes.

"It... should be correct." Ibrahimovic's voice was trembling. At this moment, no news could make it more excited than the imminent corruption of the ancient god.

The news that the Lord of the Dark Temple, Oseiram, had come to the battlefield in person was like a gust of icy cold wind that instantly swept across the entire battlefield.

The temple legions of the five major clans keenly sensed this unusual aura at the first moment.

The reason is simple. This pressure is too terrifying. It is so powerful that it seems to be able to destroy everything and has almost touched the edge of L8+ level.

The next second, accompanied by a roar that resounded through the sky, a corrupted winged corpse dragon suddenly broke through the air from the deep territory of the evil god's forces.

Its huge body was like a dark cloud, blocking out the sky and shrouding the entire battlefield in darkness.

The aura emitted by the corrupted winged corpse dragon was as majestic as a mountain, surging like a raging torrent, sweeping across the entire battlefield mercilessly.

Under the impact of this aura, some low-level temple warriors were like fragile scarecrows, unable to resist at all.

Their bodies exploded one after another under the pressure of the terrifying aura, turning into blood mist and dissipating tragically in the air.

In the realm of high-level strength, every tiny improvement in the strength attribute will bring about a qualitative leap. This gap can even be described as a world of difference.

Although Osairam's strength has not really reached the L8+ level, just being close to this level has already made the L8-level commander far behind and unable to be compared with him.

If the five major clans were determined to stop Oseiram at the cost of the sacrifice of their messengers, they might have to pay a heavy price of tens of thousands of messenger lives.

In the highest command post on the front line, Theseus, as the supreme commander, had no time to discuss with the Pope.

He decisively ordered the urgent dispatch of nearly 100,000 divine emissaries from the First to Fifth Legions, doing their utmost to contain Osairam and do everything they can to prevent him from joining forces with the Dark Temple Legion.

At the same time, Theseus also issued clear instructions to all other legions, requiring them to encircle and annihilate the besieged evil god believers at all costs and never give them a chance to escape.

On the other side of the battlefield, for the heavily besieged Temple Legion, the timely assistance of the Temple Master was like a shot in the arm, instantly igniting their hope of survival.

The three great commanders led the legions behind them and launched a crazy breakout operation.

They knew that this was their last chance to escape. If they didn't fight hard, only destruction would await them.

Oseiram's power was unmatched. With just one dark breath from its huge dragon head, thousands of gods' messengers in front of it suffered heavy damage, making them almost unable to resist.

Although the gods' messengers tried their best, even using magic that would burn their lives to attack, they still found it difficult to cause fatal damage to it.

Their estimate was accurate. If they wanted to kill this corrupted winged corpse dragon that blocked out the sky, it would require the heroic sacrifice of at least 40,000 gods’ messengers.

The temple legions of the five major clans naturally have no shortage of such determination and courage.

What's more, the Lord of the Dark Temple has already gone out to fight in person, which means that the other side has no backup to look for.

Therefore, as long as they can annihilate the Dark Temple Legion on the battlefield, they can gather all their forces, seize the core of the evil god's territory, and destroy the main statue of the evil god Yule in one fell swoop.

In this way, we can win this ultimate war concerning the ownership of the plane and seize the final fruits of victory.

"Commander, are you going to lead the team yourself to kill that corrupted corpse dragon?" A soldier exclaimed in surprise, his face full of worry and confusion.

"Of course. After all, an opportunity like this to kill the Lord of the Dark Temple is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. There will never be a second chance."

Theseus calmly adjusted his armor, his tone nonchalant, as if he was just chatting casually.

"Commander, please think twice!" Several deputy commanders and the chief of staff were eager to persuade him, but they were interrupted by Sethius. "Everyone, I have made up my mind. No need to say more."

"Life is short and fleeting. If I miss this opportunity, how can I leave my mark in history?"