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On the battlefield of gods and demons

The demon army was like a surging black tide, gathering on the distant horizon. Dark demonic clouds rolled and rolled, covering the sky and the sun, as if they were going to swallow the entire world into endless darkness.

In the demon army camp, the ferocious battle flags fluttered in the wind, and the strange magic patterns on the flags flashed a chilling light. Countless demon warriors were wearing heavy black armor, and the sharp barbs on the armor exuded the smell of blood and death. They held various ferocious weapons, some of which were huge battle axes with blazing demon flames burning on the axe blades; some were sharp spears with cold and cold light flashing on the spear tips.

The demon generals stood on high ground, their bodies were tall and mighty, and they exuded powerful magical fluctuations. Their eyes were cold and cruel, full of desire for battle and enthusiasm for victory.

The deep and oppressive sound of war drums slowly rang out in the demon camp, and each sound was like the roar of hell, shocking people's hearts. Following the rhythm of the drums, the demon army began to slowly advance forward, with orderly and heavy steps. The ground trembled under their feet and groaned in pain.

Mo Yuan, Zhe Yan and Yao Guang immediately felt the tense atmosphere after entering the main tent. Inside the tent, the generals were urgently discussing countermeasures.

"General, battle reports from all over the country have been delivered!" A soldier hurried into the tent and handed a thick stack of documents to Mo Yuan.

Mo Yuan took the battle report and read it carefully. It turned out that the demons also noticed the strange phenomenon in the world. They realized that the Mother Goddess had fallen and the Father God was not on the battlefield at this time. So the demons took the opportunity to launch a fierce attack, trying to break through the defense line of the gods.

Zheyan and Yaoguang stood aside with serious expressions. They knew the importance of this war, and if they could not resist the attack of the demons, the consequences would be disastrous.

Mo Yuan frowned after reading the battle report. He pondered for a moment, then said to everyone: "Generals, the demons' offensive this time is fierce. We must go all out to defend this land. Now, I order..."

As Mo Yuan issued his orders, the entire camp quickly took action. Soldiers picked up their weapons and prepared to meet the enemy. Zheyan and Yaoguang also joined the battle sequence and went to the front line with other soldiers.

At this time, an urgent report from the battlefield came, and Mo Yuan frowned, knowing that the situation was critical. He had no choice but to send a letter to the Father God, asking the Father God to lead Donghua and Jiaojiao to rush back to the battlefield of gods and demons for support.

This letter was like a flash of lightning, cutting through the void, conveying an urgent message. Mo Yuan was extremely anxious, hoping that Father God would receive the message as soon as possible and take action.

On the battlefield of gods and demons, the situation became increasingly severe, the enemy's attacks became more and more fierce, and his comrades suffered heavy casualties. Mo Yuan was extremely anxious, but he knew that only by waiting for the arrival of Father God and others could he turn the tide of the battle.

Time passed by minute by minute, and Mo Yuan prayed silently, hoping that the Father God would arrive as soon as possible. Finally, after a long wait, a purple light appeared in the sky. It was the iconic light of Emperor Donghua.

Donghua and Jiaojiao arrived together, and their appearance brought a glimmer of hope to everyone on the battlefield. Mo Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, and he believed that with the participation of Donghua and Jiaojiao, the battle would become more intense and exciting.

"Donghua, where is Father God? Didn't you come back with him?" Mo Yuan asked doubtfully, seeing that there was no one behind Donghua.

Donghua glanced at Mo Yuan, then said, "Father God has something to do, so he will be late. Jiaojiao and I will come over to take a look at the situation first." After saying that, he turned to look at Jiaojiao, his eyes full of concern.

"What's the situation now?" Donghua frowned and asked worriedly.

Mo Yuan took a deep breath and replied in a heavy tone: "The situation is fine now, but there are too many demons and we can't react for a while."

Donghua pondered for a moment and said to Mo Yuan, "We can't just sit there and wait for death. We must find a way to stop the demons' attack."

At this moment, Jiaojiao, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke: "Don't exchange pleasantries yet, let's talk after we repel the demons." Her voice was cold and firm, which made people look at her sideways.

Donghua nodded slightly to show his agreement. He knew that time was running out and they had to act immediately to fight against the threat of the demons together.

Emperor Donghua stood tall, his robes fluttering in the wind. His face was stern, his eyes were firm and fearless, the sword in his hand shone with a sacred light, and every swing brought a powerful sword energy, which frightened the demon soldiers.

Mo Yuan was also majestic, with a solemn and serious look. His long hair fluttered in the wind, and he was surrounded by an ancient and mysterious aura. His magic was like falling stars, with infinite power. Wherever he went, the demons were defeated.

Jiaojiao, the heroic goddess, was no less heroic. She held a long whip, which was as flexible and swift as a snake, and each strike accurately hit the vital points of the demons. Her eyes were full of determination and courage, as if she was announcing to the demons that justice would surely defeat evil.

The three fought side by side with perfect tacit understanding. The sword energy of Emperor Donghua and the magic of Lord Moyuan echoed each other, forming an indestructible line of defense. Jiaojiao, with her agility and fearless courage, shuttled through the defense line and dealt a fatal blow to the demons.

The demons' attacks surged like a tide, but they were all resolved one by one by the three's strong strength and firm will. Their cooperation was seamless, and they repelled the demons' crazy attacks time and time again.

On the battlefield, flames shot up to the sky and shouts of killing were deafening. But Donghua, Moyuan and Jiaojiao remained standing. Their figures became the hope and faith in the hearts of all the soldiers. Under their leadership, the morale of the warriors of the Gods was greatly boosted. They fought bravely and finally successfully repelled the offensive of the Demons, restoring a moment of tranquility to the battlefield.

After the demons' attack was repelled, everyone returned to the tent to rest. However, as soon as they entered the tent, Mo Yuan couldn't wait to grab Jiaojiao and asked anxiously, "Jiaojiao, my mother goddess...how is she?" Mo Yuan was filled with anxiety and worry, but he didn't dare to ask any more questions. Because he knew that since such an amazing phenomenon had appeared, someone must have fallen. Although he hoped deep down that the unfortunate person was not his mother goddess, the reality made him unsure.

"Mo Yuan, I'm sorry, we're late..." Jiao Jiao said with a guilty look on her face. She lowered her head, not daring to look directly into Mo Yuan's eyes, and her voice was choked with sobs.

"What's going on? What happened?" Mo Yuan asked anxiously, with an uneasy premonition in his heart.

Jiaojiao took a deep breath and said slowly: "The Mother Goddess consumed too much spiritual energy, causing Ye Hua to be born prematurely. The situation was very critical at the time. In order to save Ye Hua's life, the Mother Goddess did not hesitate to exhaust her own immortal spirit. In the end, Ye Hua was born safely, but the Mother Goddess' immortal spirit collapsed and returned to chaos."

Mo Yuan's face turned pale instantly, he stared at Jiaojiao with wide eyes in disbelief. Tears welled up in his eyes, he tried hard to restrain them from falling.

"No! Impossible!" He murmured to himself, as if he could not accept this fact. He had a deep relationship with the Mother Goddess, and now hearing such news made him feel extremely painful and lost.

"I'm sorry, Mo Yuan, I know this is a huge blow to you. But please believe that the Mother Goddess will always be in our hearts, and her love will always be with us." Jiaojiao comforted softly.

Mo Yuan nodded silently, tears flashing in his eyes. He clenched his fists tightly and told himself that he must be strong and not let the Mother Goddess down. Although the Mother Goddess has left, the love and hope she left behind will become his motivation to move forward.

"Mo Yuan, this matter is not Jiaojiao's fault. Jiaojiao gave the Mother Goddess too much vitality and yet failed to save her. It was truly fate." Donghua persuaded Mo Yuan, hoping that Mo Yuan would not put the blame on Jiaojiao.

Mo Yuan nodded: "I know that the Mother Goddess had a difficult pregnancy. If it weren't for the vitality of Jiaojiao, I don't think the Mother Goddess would have been able to hold on for long. What about Ye Hua? We didn't see any strange phenomena when Ye Hua was born. Did something happen to Ye Hua?"

Donghua looked at Mo Yuan, a complicated look flashed in his eyes. He sighed and said, "Yehua...he was sealed in the golden lotus."

"What?!" Mo Yuan's face changed, "How could this happen? Why was it sealed?"

Donghua shook his head: "I don't know the details, I just know that Father God sealed Yehua away at that time."

Mo Yuan frowned, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "This matter is of great importance. We must find out Ye Hua's situation as soon as possible. Father God will not seal Ye Hua without reason."

Donghua nodded: "I think so too, but I don't know how to unlock the seal of the Father God yet. However, the Father God must have his own reasons for doing this."

Mo Yuan looked at Donghua, a determined light flashing in his eyes: "No matter what, Ye Hua is my brother, I will do everything I can to rescue him." After saying that, he turned and left.

"Why don't you tell Mo Yuan the truth?" Jiaojiao asked Donghua with some confusion.

"The only way to distract Mo Yuan is to let him find something to do. Otherwise, if Mo Yuan is suppressed like this, something bad will happen sooner or later. I'm doing this for Mo Yuan's own good." Donghua expressed his thoughts.

"Well, you always have your own reasons and I can't argue with you." Jiaojiao was helpless. She was being completely dominated by Donghua.

[Sister, you finally admitted that Donghua had you completely taken advantage of.] Xiaoyu said that her sister finally understood.

[Stop talking nonsense, I'm going back to rest, don't disturb me] Jiaojiao said and unilaterally blocked Xiaoyu's messages.

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The Father God came back, looking very tired. He called Mo Yuan, Dong Hua, Jiao Jiao, Zhe Yan, and Yao Guang into the tent and said, "The demons will launch a general attack within three days. You must protect yourselves well. I have my own way to deal with the frontal battlefield."

"Father God, aren't we with you? We have learned so many skills just to fight against the demons and bring peace to the world." Zheyan said.

"Shut up, Zheyan, stop talking nonsense. Demons are also living beings, how can you do this?" The Father God looked at Zheyan sternly and asked him to apologize.

"Father God, I was wrong." Zhe Yan bowed his head and apologized.

"Why did Father God summon us?" Mo Yuan asked.

"I just want to tell you to protect yourselves well. From now on, this world will depend on you to protect it." Father God looked at the children in front of him kindly.

"All of you go out, Mo Yuan, stay here so I can talk to him alone." The Father God said and drove the others out. (The conversation between the Father God and Mo Yuan will be kept secret for now, and will be discussed later. Of course, where the Father God went will also be explained clearly.)

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Three days later, the demons launched a terrifying war between gods and demons that suddenly broke out, plunging the entire world into endless chaos and fear.

The battlefield was vast and boundless, stretching to the horizon, as if it was the end of the world. The smoke of gunpowder was like a thick curtain, covering the sky and making the originally bright sun, moon and stars lose their luster. The shouts, roars, and clashes of weapons intertwined together, playing a symphony of death.

The earth is shaking, the mountains and rivers are weeping, every inch of land is soaked in blood, and every breath of air is filled with the breath of death.

Father God, the ruler of the universe and the creator of all things, stands like a towering mountain on the top of the sky. His body is tall and straight, emitting endless sacred light, as if he is the only source of light in the world. His face is resolute and kind, and his eyes reveal his firm belief and compassion for all living beings. He is dressed in a snow-white robe that flutters in the wind, like an immortal descending to earth.

However, at this moment, he was shouldering the heavy mission of saving all living beings. The demon army was like a black torrent, surging and overwhelming. Their bodies were tall and twisted, full of evil power. Their skin was like black rock, extremely hard. Their eyes flashed with blood-red light, full of killing and greed.

Black flames spewed out of their mouths, and the flames were like a ferocious beast, pouncing on the Protoss camp with its fangs and claws bared. In their hands, they brandished various ferocious weapons, which flashed with cold light, as if they were going to tear the whole world apart. With a crazy will to destroy everything and a fanatical light flashing in their eyes, they launched a fierce attack on the Protoss camp.

The Ten Great Demon Lords, the most powerful and evil beings in the demon clan, their names frighten countless creatures. Now, they personally lead the elite troops of the demon clan, like ten dark stars, emitting a suffocating and terrifying aura. Their magic power is dark and deep, as if it can devour all light. Their spells are strange and powerful, and every time they are cast, they can bring great destruction and death.

Under their leadership, the demon army rushed towards the Protoss camp like a surging tide. Their large numbers and fierce momentum shocked people. The Protoss warriors used their magic to try to resist the demon attack, but they felt powerless in the face of such a powerful enemy.

On the battlefield, shouts and explosions rang out one after another, blood dyed the earth red, and corpses piled up like mountains.