What did you do with the dice?

At this moment, he was standing on the top floor of the Mage Tower with a frown on his face.

There was a question lingering in his mind, but he couldn't figure it out:

Is the man who chose to launch a surprise attack on the Seven Sins Agents in order to win really such a dignified and decisive character?

He had told me the exact time of the invasion. Did that mean he was actually arrogant?

Gods are unpredictable to mortals because mortals lack sufficient information to guess the thoughts of gods. The unknown is the source of that elusive feeling.

However, Sanitta didn't think that the End, which was feared by the Twelve Gods and should have been the trump card that won countless games of gods, would have such a style of behavior and personality that sounded like it would be easy to lose.

I still remember that when I was in Alice City, I chose to let Qingfeng accompany Rusalka. This decision seemed to be without any problems. But after being reminded by Rusalka, I reflected on it and realized that it was unreasonable.

In other words, the reason why the gods think that these creatures with independent consciousness on earth are chess pieces that can be manipulated at will is perhaps because they can interfere with people's unconscious behavior.

What about the end?

If he were the End and had the same power, what would he do?

Make the demons stronger, build a more efficient and well-trained army than before, train a few more hell lords to catch the creatures of the main plane off guard, or have some kind of trump card magic that can overturn the situation of the battle.

But all of these were destined for a head-on confrontation. Losing the battle simply due to sheer power, regardless of which side, would be a tedious endeavor for the DM.

Simply comparing numbers is meaningless; the fun of dice lies in the unknown at the moment of throwing. Therefore, even gods who seem to control everything would never intervene to manipulate the size of the dice.

Well, except Elune.

She is a newcomer and can't afford to lose in games, which is understandable.

Just when he still couldn't come up with any valuable conclusion, Rusalka's voice was clearly transmitted to the private chat channel.

"Report, the spatial rift leading to Hell within the Seven Sins Domain has completely opened!"

"It's coming! Everyone, prepare for battle!"

Sani Tieta looked at the scene on the city wall recorded by the Mage's Eye projected on the crystal screen: Is it about to begin? This war is going so smoothly, everything seems to be going according to plan.

The second hand is ticking.

Time passed by minute by minute.

There was silence in the private chat channel.

If Rusalka hadn't broken the silence and said, "Damn it, this dog won't be late again, right?" Sanita almost thought that the channel over there was disconnected.

At 0:10 in the morning, it had been a full ten minutes since the seal leading to Hell in the Seven Sins Realm was lifted, but nothing had happened.

In this tense and confusing atmosphere, another two hours passed, and the depths of the Seven Sins Domain were still dead silent, with no signs of any living creatures emerging from the space cracks.

Even for the most excited and nervous person, standing there for two hours is enough to make the blood rush through the body for several cycles.

Someone couldn't help but question it: "Lord Pearl Tear, although the seal is indeed broken, will the demon called the End really lead the army to invade on time?"

If they don't come and really withdraw, just leave some standing troops. We are gathered here because the Lord of Hell will definitely come as an imaginary enemy, not to mess with us.

Military exercises.

Rusalka was also very depressed: What should I do? Do you want me to go over and urge Him?

At this time, several mages also proposed the theory of "time non-constancy," suggesting that perhaps the flow of time in Hell differs from that of the Prime Plane. During the First Demon War, perhaps the demonic army had intended to invade the Prime Plane through a dimensional rift during the War of Faith, but the time difference delayed their arrival by hundreds of years.

Does this mean that after the seal is lifted, the demon army will be delayed by hundreds of years again?

Rusalka: (Brother Fei, how about I go down and urge them? Can you wait for hundreds of years?)

Sanita was in a complicated mood at this time. The existence of Elune made him fully aware of the fact that "gods are sometimes just a makeshift team". So if he just had the bad habit of being late, he really had no way to deal with him except to have nowhere to vent his complaints.

At this moment, the embarrassed expressions on Sanitieta and Rusalka's faces suddenly became serious at the same time. This sudden change in mood and aura scared the knights and nobles around them.

"What's wrong? Duke Pearly Tear? Did you discover something?"

They did make a discovery, but it was one more terrifying than the devil itself.

In a place invisible to everyone, in the message records of the two people's private chat channel, words that leaped like flames suddenly appeared.

[Sorry, I'm late. It took me a while to open the channel.]

[Relax, I won't get involved personally, that would be too boring.]

[But before the game officially begins, I would like to ask you two a simple question.]

What do you think is the greatest advantage of demons, a race with such a wide range of abilities and a very complex nature, in warfare? Is it easy logistics, a diverse range of combat units, strong individual strength, or perhaps a high fighting spirit?

After Sanita calmed down from the unexpected situation of his "private chat channel" being hacked, his brain immediately began to think about the questions raised by the end.

Rusalka had no brain, so his reaction was much faster than Sanita's. He directly typed in the private chat channel: (Alpaca, Riddler!)

[Haha, the answer is "unadulterated winning instinct."]

As these words emerged in the private chat channel, everyone was horrified to find that the sky above their heads had turned crimson.

No, it’s not that the sky changed color, but that the entire sky was blocked by a super-giant portal that was big enough to cover the world.

The Sani Tower had even considered the possibility of a portal opening in the back as part of its defense plan. However, they had never expected a madman to open a portal in the sky. After all, according to the rules of D&D, a portal must have a stable ground foundation.

But so far, there had been no problems. While the Doom's action was counterintuitive, it was also self-defeating. After all, elite demon units like the Dreadlord, with a challenge rating of around 13 and strength primarily derived from their ability to fly, were rare even in Hell.

Then, he saw huge fiery red "raindrops" falling from the portal one after another, swooping down towards the earth at a very fast speed.

Even Sanita was shocked: "Zhongmo actually used this airdrop method. Is he crazy?"

The airdrop demons' combat method was seen once before in Hendalia City.

But the situation was completely different then. What was used then was "summoning" instead of "teleporting". In essence, it was not about dropping the demons, but relying on that huge demon ritual. Then, the demons were summoned from the ritual wall, which was no more than ten meters above the ground. With the protection of the ritual, the demons could land safely on the ground while also exploding a fireball, thus achieving a rapid point-to-point attack covering the entire city.

But this time, it was a direct transmission from hundreds or thousands of meters in the air, with no protection at all.

At this altitude, even Sanita himself, without any means of levitation, could not guarantee that he could make a safe hard landing relying on pure magic defense.

There is no doubt that even if a "Doom Guardian" with thick skin and strong vitality is selected as a numerical monster with a challenge level of about 10, it will immediately turn into "Doom Fragments" that are shattered into pieces if it falls from such a height.

So, their behavior is completely suicidal!

If you are lucky, you can still make a single move if the ball hits someone.

If you are unlucky, you will be attacking Mother Earth with your life for no reason, which is completely meaningless.

The only effect may be that for the people on the ground, this is a "world-class air raid" unprecedented in the history of the eternal plane war. The panic effect caused by witnessing it with one's own eyes is far greater than the actual lethality of this tactic.

But to be on the safe side, he quickly opened the Silver City's magic barrier.

As a beam of light shot up into the sky from the top of the Mage Tower, a transparent, pale golden semicircular barrier enveloped the entire city.

"We've fallen into a trap! Your Majesty, the Grand Duke of Pearl Tears, they're planning to descend from the sky! The rear isn't ready yet. We should immediately send our main force back to Alice City through the portal, then quickly head to various locations to assist in the defense!"

Rusalka thought the same. Just when he was about to order half of the troops to return through the portal, Sanita stopped him: (It's just a lure away from the tiger, don't retreat. It's probably just a small sacrifice of cannon fodder to create this situation.)

This creates a panic atmosphere, forcing you to proactively divert your forces and then create a time difference to break through the border of the Seven Sins Domain. Only the Seven Sins Domain's spatial weak point is teleportation 100% stable.)

The portal can't be opened at will. This border portal has a capacity limit. If the main force of the demons suddenly launches an attack when the teleportation is halfway through.

If the message was to be transmitted back, it would take ten days to half a month. This time was enough for the demons in the Seven Sin Realms, who had almost unlimited reinforcements, to fight hard to seize the border. By then, when they had gathered their forces and established a foothold in the Seven Sin Realms, this war would be very difficult to fight.

Well, Rusalka chose to believe in the wisdom from their ancestors that his brother inherited.

Rusalka raised her trident and shouted through a megaphone, "Don't waver! This must be a diversionary tactic. Once our defenses retreat, their main force will immediately break through from the Seven Sins!"

In such a serious battle, orders must be obeyed, and Rusalka was the supreme commander of the border defense line. Since his order was so, everyone could only hold their breath and silently pray that the rear defense line could hold out against this unexpected attack.

But when those "meteorites" actually landed and collided violently with the earth and the barrier, the hearts of those who saw the internal structure of the Sani Tower suddenly sank.

He realized that although Sun Tzu's Art of War was applicable on any battlefield, it was not suitable for dealing with "madmen".

The "meteorite" did not contain a single demon such as the "Hellfire" that would self-destruct after death as speculated, but a collection of dozens of demons.

They clung to each other tightly like an ant colony in a forest fire, letting low-level demons such as dwarf demons, fire imps, and fallen demons lie at the bottom and face the most direct impact. This was to protect the most elite demons at the top, using their hard flesh and blood to minimize the damage to the other side when they landed.

As the dizziness caused by the shock of landing eased, the surviving demon raised his head and roared, and began to wantonly destroy everything around him.

For some reason, when Sunita was watching this scene, an idiom that did not fit the context but was completely appropriate flashed through his mind: a narrow escape from death!

Using desperate tactics with a "non-combat attrition" ratio exceeding 70% or even 80%, just to successfully deploy elite demons for a surprise attack, such tactics that do not regard the lives of the troops as their own, even the most ruthless airdrop commanders on the planet would frown upon seeing it. Any unit that does not have unlimited morale will directly disobey orders upon hearing such tactics.

Moreover, the demons cannot win. If lives are regarded as numbers, even if this number of elite soldiers can cause great damage, they will be dispersed around the world in order to avoid being targeted, resulting in insufficient manpower, and it will be impossible for them to take down any city.

However, long-term strategies cannot affect short-term disadvantages.

Not all mages were called Sanita. When the demonic rain symbolizing death fell, only half of the city took precautions, opening the city barriers in advance to prevent the meteorites from falling into the city.

As for the remaining ones, including those villages and towns in the wild that had no protective barriers at all, a brutal encounter began the moment countless buildings were destroyed by the demons falling to the ground.

The sparsely populated villages and towns were simply not strong enough to defend against the elite demons. Aside from a few extraordinary adventurers and guards who risked their lives to resist, the rest of the people could only tremble in the flames, praying that the lords would lead their armies to save them.

Even the most heavily fortified cities were not much better off. This tactic allowed the elite demons to bypass the tough metal walls, like a precise punch to the soft abdomen.

The alarm rang out throughout the city, but faster and more direct than the sentry's warning was the flames and smoke rising into the sky from the city, and the screaming civilians running away.

"Devil, it's a devil!"

"It, it stood up!"

"Run away!"

The panicked crowds blocked the streets, which undoubtedly created a great obstacle for the support troops, and the devil's flames raged indiscriminately, killing a large number of ordinary people in an instant.

On this day, humans recalled the horror of being dominated by demons.

Chapter 478: World Destruction Vanguard Battle (2)

[Hehe, I know humans are very good at well-prepared group battles. I've seen the records of the First Demon War. After the coalition forces of the main plane stabilized their position, they completely crushed the demon legions whose individual strength was several times greater than theirs on the ground battlefield.]

[I feel that the demon race has no future in terms of order and wisdom.]

[Then let it go completely crazy. How will the order you are so good at deal with it? ]

The final words jumped in the private chat channel, as if mocking Sanita's recklessness.

However, Sanita remained unmoved. He directed the Mage Tower to cooperate with the Elf Archer, effortlessly killing the demons trapped outside the shield: (I'll say this after you win.)

Silver City is the most defensive city in Sinidi after Alice City. The dozen or so elite demons that were stationed nearby could not cause any trouble at all. They have become living targets for everyone to fight for military merits.

Rushaka was itching to fight at the border, and had been suffering from no fights. Now that the final battle had jumped out, he would of course turn into a brother and speak for him ruthlessly: (It’s useless to say so much.

Why are you talking nonsense? If you have the guts, get that hell-lord of hell to come over here too. I'll use the Holy Slash to crack their heads open like six walnuts, just in time to give you a boost.)

Finally, he typed "Haha" in the private chat channel and stopped talking.

Rusalka: (One-hit escape, huh? Ah Q mentality.)

"Lord Sanitta, we are from the Clint family. Our city has been attacked by demons and the barrier nodes have been destroyed. We hope you can send elite troops to support us."

"Lord Sanitieta, villages and towns across the territory have been attacked! I hope you can send a cavalry squad to provide support."

"Lord Sanitita, a large winged demon has rushed into the city and set it on fire. My squadron of twenty has been completely wiped out. It must be a high-level demon. Please send elite transcendents to support us!"

Messages for help streamed through the central command stone before him like snowflakes. Sani Iron Tower blocked out all incoming voices and responded unilaterally, "Without ground reinforcements, the demons cannot establish a stable foothold. Their current offensive strategy won't last. Everyone, prioritize opening the city barriers. If that's too late, then engage in street fighting. Don't hesitate to sacrifice human lives to eliminate those elite troops who have managed to survive!"

"Everyone, this is a life-and-death war of genocide. Don't harbor any illusions. Don't report those meaningless casualty figures to me. I just want to know how many people are left who can fight!"

"I will do my best to rescue the civilians outside. If any city has opened its barriers, please send troops to rescue the residents outside when you can protect yourself. Don't give the demons the opportunity to gather enough vitality to perform the ritual."

After he finished speaking, he called to the several deputies standing by, "Turn on wide-area detection and help me collect data on the distribution and number of demons. I need to know where the portal's troops will focus their deployment."

He didn't believe that Zhongmo was a guy who relied purely on probability and risked his life to fight. He must be taking advantage of their unpreparedness to plan some secret attack.

"By the way, help me prepare the pilot bomb. Try to go out and pick up a group of residents from the villages and towns and bring them back to the demiplane. Take them to hide near Silver City. Send the legions in the city behind the protective shield to maintain order."

The apprentice who was in charge of running errands nearby went to pass on the message, and Instin asked suspiciously, "Sir, the Guided Explosion requires you to personally pilot it. Are you going to give up your position in the Mage Tower for the sake of the civilians outside?"

"I'll just keep it."

Instin watched as Sanita took out a small white mouse from his arms, which was common in the Mage Tower.

A rune emerged from the little white mouse, and a voice synchronized with the Sanita Tower rang out from it: "This is my magical pet. I will use it to teach you how to operate the main console."

Rusalka: (Rat, I'm about to start giving orders! By the way, when can I come back?)

Sanita: (I’m going to make you anxious.)

When Instin heard Sanitta's words, and how he was actually beginning to teach him the control of the Mage Tower, it was hard not to take it as Sanitta's designation of him as his official successor. He was instantly overcome with emotion, his tone choking and solemn as he saluted the little white mouse, "Yes, Master! I will sacrifice my life to complete every task you assign, and I will never betray your trust."

Sani Tieta simply couldn't empathize with the indigenous mage's strange feelings. In his opinion, the job of a so-called Mage Tower Master was basically the same as that of a system administrator, simply activating the magic circuits in the corresponding areas on the crystal screen when needed.

Although this job is indeed very critical, in fact, as long as they don't mess around and don't make any mistakes, anyone can do it, even the mouse can do it.

It was simply because Instin had been with him for a long time, and he had never made any mistakes. Therefore, Sanitieta trusted him more, and to prevent his pet from overheating and exploding, he asked Instin to take over.