I picked up the dragon girl at the beginning and I used artillery fire to liberate the other world

It is now the fifth day of the demon invasion, and the original small-scale attack by the demons has begun to expand.

But up to this moment, there is still no sign of the demons. Everyone knows that these so-called demons are nothing more than dispensable consumables for the demons.

The real war has not yet begun, it is just getting closer.

Zoila gulped down the water in the kettle. A wound appeared on her pretty face under her black hair, and blood was oozing out.

Today is the sixth wave. Can we never kill all these demons?

Moreover, each time they are more numerous and stronger than the last. Today, this small-scale wave of demons also has three demon leaders, whose strength is comparable to that of super-class strongmen.

She had a feeling that tomorrow's battle would be even more brutal, but the good news was that their first batch of reinforcements had arrived.

The defeat a hundred years ago was entirely because the enemy's attack was too sudden. This time, she thought they could still hold on for a long time.

"Captain, eat something." Zoila's subordinate walked up to her with a box of food and handed it to her.

Today's meal was pretty good, a whole box of rice, with some vegetables and a large piece of meat on top.

This is already considered the upper rations for the army. Perhaps today's war is much more difficult than any other before.

After dinner, Zoila leaned against the edge of the wall, holding her bow and arrow, and quietly looked at the bright starry sky.

She is already 269 years old, and the scene of the catastrophe that happened a hundred years ago is still vivid in her mind. The Pillar of Destruction fell down like a spear of destruction, turning all living things within a radius of one kilometer into ashes.

Those demons broke through the void, holding the storm in their hands, like gods descending to the earth, and shattered the entire continent.

A hundred years later, they will probably still fail, but at least they will try their best.

Time came to the seventh day. At this time, a mountain of demon corpses appeared under the Wall of Hope. The blue and green flames were burning slowly, and the whole space was filled with a foul stench.

There was a large amount of demon blood on the wall. Zoila pinched her nose with one hand, and a bandage was hung on the other arm.

A demon lord came yesterday. Its mountain-like body could withstand many attacks from the Darkmoon Tower. In order to prevent it from getting close to and destroying the Darkmoon Tower, Zoila had to lead the team to meet the enemy.

Although she killed it in the end, one of her arms was broken by this Saint-level demon lord.

"Phew, what bad luck!" Zoila spat speechlessly and touched the silver sword at her waist. She could only use the sword these days.

The weather today is a bit gloomy, with dark clouds rising in the sky and faint flashes of lightning.

Judging from the time, the demon tide is probably about to arrive.

Just as I was thinking about it, I looked west from the Wall of Hope and saw a blood-red wave surging towards me from afar.

Zoila quickly clapped her sword to warn, the horn sounded, the Dark Moon Tower was lit up, and all the dark elves drew their bows and arrows, ready to meet the impact of the wave.

The earth and mountains were quickly engulfed by red, bursts of shrill screams came from the sky, and a tide of demons was coming.

There were so many demons that they blocked out the sky. The low-level demons on the ground had no time to deal with them. All the dark elves stationed there aimed their arrows at the elite demons with wings on their backs in the sky.

A round of indiscriminate shooting, magic arrows streaked across the sky, causing explosions in the sky.

But this kind of explosion with only shock waves obviously has limited lethality, and the range of the explosion is also pitifully small.

The battle line was constantly shortened until the attack of the Dark Moon Tower was activated, and only then was a balance barely maintained.

In this way, the battle lasted for three hours, but outside the city there was still a blood-red tide of demons, with no sign of stopping.

A bean-sized raindrop rolled down and hit the silver bricks of the Wall of Hope, splashing water.

Then heavy rain came down like pillars, thunder suddenly appeared, and there was a loud bang.

Zoila slashed out sword energy frantically, beheading elite demons one after another, but her heart was heavy.

This time it lasted too long. If it continues like this, the Dark Moon Tower will most likely be breached. Once this happens, the defense line will surely collapse.

But it turned out that she was too conservative.

When countless huge figures appeared on the horizon, everyone fell into deep despair.

There were dozens of those demon lords as big as hills at this time!

That huge body of tens of meters in length can make people feel deep fear and oppression just by looking at it from a distance.

Zoila stared at the scene in a daze. The heavy rain blurred her vision. The scene from a hundred years ago came to her mind again.

That was the last ambush battle in Darkmoon Forest. She followed the queen and madly killed endless demons.

As the thick fog spread and roars sounded, countless hundred-meter-tall bodies appeared in the thick fog like mythical giants, and at the same time, their failure was completely announced.

That time, he was even more powerful than the Demon Lord against our Demon King. He only appeared once and completely destroyed the Dark Moon Forest.

And this time, it seems that history is about to repeat itself.

However, within seven days, support from other forces except the light elves had not yet arrived.

If the Wall of Hope is breached, it will be very difficult to build such a solid line of defense again.

Thinking of this, Zoila suddenly grasped the silver sword in her hand, and muscles appeared on her white arms. She raised the sword with one hand, and a silver light shot straight into the sky.

Then, he roared with a stern face, "Follow me and meet the enemy!!"

Before he finished speaking, one person took the lead and rushed towards the demon lord in front.

Behind her, a group of dark elves leaped up with her and disappeared in an instant.

Except for Zoila who has Saint-level strength, the rest are all super-level.

Such combat power is simply no match for just a few dozen or a hundred demon lords, but no one has fear in their eyes.

As they ran wildly, they waved their silver swords wildly, chopping down the low-level demons along the way.

The closer we get, the more powerless we feel against the Demon Lord's army.

Zoila burned the magic elements in her body, dark purple flames ignited in her eyes, she roared, raised the silver sword high, and slashed a sword light in front of her.

The sword flashed like lightning, bringing with it bursts of powerful energy, instantly hitting the body of a demon lord, causing a column of blood to spurt out.

But just as she swung her sword, the rest of the demon lords were already approaching.

The dark elf warriors behind him fell one after another, their bodies were smashed into pieces by the demons and scattered into balls of blood mist.

The demon tide is approaching the Wall of Hope, and even with the full output of the Darkmoon Tower, it is still unable to stop this overwhelming attack.

Zoila waved the silver sword wildly, but the situation was hopeless and could not be stopped by one person.

This instead attracted the attention of more demon lords. Five demon lords surrounded him together, and their thick arms seemed to tear him to pieces.

Zoila gritted her teeth, stared at the scene stubbornly, raised her sword again, and showed no fear of death at all on her face.

Just as the Demon Lord was about to attack, a sound suddenly came, like a dragon's roar.