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Five stone pillars, like the five fingers of the earth's core deity breaking through the rock and soil to reach the sky, are surrounded by mysterious runes that pulsate around them, and a verdant, arc-shaped barrier slowly descends like a curtain.

The seemingly soft glow on the barrier was like an indestructible screen, separating the demons on both sides.

The demonic wolves outside charged forward but were pulverized in the energy surge, and the countless terrifying demons swooped down, only to fall as charred corpses.

The demon trapped inside sprouted countless tender green shoots from its body as it was immersed in magic.

Those fragile plants easily tore their tough bodies to pieces, draining their magic and causing them to bloom into clusters of pale white flowers.

The garden that unfolded on the blood-soaked battlefield was strangely beautiful. These flowers, nourished by flesh and blood, released magic that transformed into specks of light, like tens of thousands of fireflies forming a protective barrier on the ocean current.

Countless demons charged forward, but their attacks only made the barrier stronger. The mysterious array set up by the mage Aslan could transform the life force of the enemy into the energy of the magical barrier, creating a continuous and endless cycle.

If it were just a reckless charge, the barrier of the Emerald Tower would be enough to stop the endless sea of ​​demons.

But the enemy is not just a bunch of reckless, low-level demons.

When the emerald barrier rippled for the sixth time, Asar, the Blood Prince and leader of the demon legion, drew his slender sword and ordered his hundred loyal demon blood servants to ascend the platform.

"let's start."

The blood servants simultaneously raised their hands, pierced their chests, and pulled out their blood-soaked hearts, holding them high towards the sky.

Blood gushed from the beating heart, converging into a deep red array that swirled in the sky.

The air was torn open, creating a rift that seemed to lead to an abyss. From within, a gigantic maw made entirely of flesh and blood opened wide, spewing out a torrent of blood.

The barrier was struck by the blood rain, emitting a hissing sound of corrosion. The energy burned the blood into red mist, while the barrier itself grew clusters of strange scars, as if it were moldy.

"That demon is trying to corrupt our barrier and attack our comrades in the array. Take care of him quickly!"

The high priest Rudolf of the Southwest Pagoda issued a stern warning.

Another team of mages waiting nearby immediately raised their staffs and chanted incantations. A turquoise magic circle appeared above their heads, and a giant arrow formed from wind elements shot out.

The dazzling rainbow streaked across the battlefield, about to strike the Blood Prince's blood altar, when a mountain-sized body stepped aside, blocking the giant arrow that unleashed the wind.

The Demon Mountain, a colossal monster born from the depths of hell and growing by devouring countless demon corpses, possesses an extremely strong defense due to its bulky body composed of layers of flesh and blood.

Even though the giant arrow of wind could easily pierce through a mountain peak, it would only leave a deep, bloody hole when it struck the mountain.

"Roar--"

Its thousands of mouths howled, and giant maws made of blood and flesh gushed out from the hole, swallowing the demon corpses on the ground.

In just a short while, the wounds on that massive body were gradually filled with newly grown flesh and blood.

"Disgusting thing!"

The great sorcerer Rudolf cursed angrily, then gripped his staff with both hands and personally led the spell.

The magic-filled array swirled once more, but this time, it split into seven layers, spewing out seven giant cyan arrows that shot into the sky and rained down from all directions.

A demonic mountain blocked three giant arrows and was immediately reduced to ashes. The remaining four giant arrows struck the blood altar, instantly turning the hundreds of blood servants into blood flowers.

Chapter 236 The Corruption of the Realm

Asar was also affected by the escaping magic, and his personal guards immediately erected a magic barrier to block the wind.

However, the lower-ranking demon wolf cavalry around them were shredded by the wind blades and fused together with the scorched earth.

"Tsk."

But Assar was not relieved by this. Instead, he turned his head angrily, his gaze passing through the heavy army, and looked at the tall girl with eerie blue skin on the distant mountain.

"Arabella, haven't you looked enough!?"

"Don't rush, little prince, we're just waiting for you to open the breach."

The demon girl called Alabella was slender and had a pair of white horns. She was none other than the succubus princess that Ye Xiao had met in the Dawn Forest.

She gently raised her fingertips, and all the succubi with bat wings under her command spread their wings and formed a formation in the sky.

The hordes of terror behind them stopped charging forward and gathered together in increasing numbers, soon forming a pitch-black tornado that stretched across the sky.

"Wind Arrow, shift target!"

Archmage Rudolf quickly noticed the anomaly in the distant sky, but the several wind arrows he fired were deflected by the tornado formed by the flesh of the demons in the sky, and landed in other positions in the army formation.

This also includes the location of Assar.

"Arabella, you damned thing!"

As Sal rode his wolf to evade the attack, cursing angrily.

However, Alabella ignored his anger and placed her hands on her chest, reciting obscure syllables to herself.

“Poor children trapped here, I will give you the blasphemous gospel.”

As the last incantation fell, she raised her neck and began to sing a strangely melodious song.

In the sky, the tornado formed by countless demons also changed, eventually evolving into a giant human face, which sang along with Alabella on the ground.

It's hard to describe what kind of singing it was—sharp, powerful, and seemingly both male and female. This song from the demons of hell seemed like an invisible wave engulfing the battlefield, penetrating the barrier and clearly entering the ears of every Aslan.

"It's Alabella's singing. There are quite a few familiar faces here."

The golden kitten jumped onto Ella's shoulder and whispered.

"Is that guy famous?"

Ella asked curiously.

"The demon nobles of hell often spend fortunes just to hear her sing,"

Greta licked her paw. "But for humans, that's probably the deadliest poison."

Meanwhile, Archmage Rudolf, his expression tense, urgently called out to his subordinates, "It's a mind spell! Quickly raise a mental barrier!"

The runes on the meteorite iron city wall rhythmically changed, and as the sound waves rippled, a semi-transparent barrier slowly opened up.

But even with such a rapid response, it seemed a little too late.

The soldiers guarding the city were unsteady on their feet. In a daze, they seemed to have returned to their warm hometown, with fields full of flowers in front of them.

Their dearest loved ones waved from the other side of the field, far from the bloodshed and strife of the battlefield. The warmth of their love, like a gentle spring breeze, was like an invisible hand leading them step by step forward... until they fell into the abyss of death.

Hundreds of soldiers climbed over the high wall like zombies, and with peaceful smiles, they leaped down from the thousand-meter cliff, like dumplings that had been thrown into a dry pot and burst out of their meat filling as they hit the ground.

Even the mages on the mage tower, who were proficient in arcane arts, were not immune, shaking their staffs and letting go of their grip.

The barrier that had been maintained outside the fortress for a long time soon showed signs of collapse.

But at that moment, a blood-red rift suddenly opened in the sky above the fortress.

A three-headed, raging dog, engulfed in flames and bound by thick iron chains, burst forth, roaring wildly at the sky.

"Woof!!!"

This furious bark, powerful enough to shatter one's soul, pulled everyone back from their illusory state.

The Aslans touched their heads in a daze, and when they saw the cliff just half a step away from their feet, they were immediately terrified and broke out in a cold sweat.

The three-headed hound was then dragged back to hell by the chains. The rift closed, and Greta, below, elegantly twirled the whiskers on her large face with the tip of her paw.

"But Cerberus is not welcome at her concerts because his barking dogs seriously disrupt the atmosphere."

On the distant battlefield, Alabella, who had been startled by the earth-shattering bark, finally came to her senses. She glared angrily and gritted her teeth.

"Where did that stinky dog ​​come from?!"

With the enchantment broken, the people of Aslan were naturally prepared to take precautions, making it much more difficult for Alabella to repeat her tricks.

However, due to this slight gap, the emerald pillar used to maintain the barrier was overturned by the strong and powerful minotaur. Without the magic to maintain it, the barrier was easily torn apart like paper in front of these monstrous demons who were as big as small hills.

The mages hurriedly reinforced the barrier, but an unavoidable gap still appeared in the middle.

Like sharks that have smelled blood, countless demons immediately poured into the barrier through this gap.

The magic cannons and giant crossbows had to adjust their elevation to lower, bombarding the approaching demons once again. Circles of magic lights also lit up on the ground around the fortress, piercing through the soil layer by layer to block the roaring waves of attack.

The minotaur demons in the front row couldn't stop in time and were pierced by the spikes. The dire wolves behind them then leaped high over their corpses and jumped over the first wave of traps.

The demons on the ground paved the way with mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and finally approached the city gate.

"Fire arrows!"

Commander-in-Chief Manatos also gave the order without hesitation, and the longbowmen on the wall immediately unleashed a dense rain of arrows.

Aslan has no shortage of enchantments, so the arrows that swarmed in like locusts shone with magical light, as if a rainbow bridge spanned the sky.

However, this could not completely stop the mad tide of demons. Countless spiders with blood-red claws climbed upwards, braving a rain of arrows, and the thousand-meter-high cliff was soon covered with these densely packed monsters.

Like glass, once a gap appears in a magical barrier, it can easily expand if it is not repaired in time.

The same was true of the Emerald Realm at this moment. Even though four stone pillars still stood, the breach was widening under the pressure of the constantly pouring demons.

The demon's siege engines began to unleash a rain of meteors and fire, and the enormous demonic mountains miles away also grew giant hands, pulling out huge fleshy balls from their own bodies and hurling them at the barrier like meteorites.

Countless terrifying demons roared down and pounded against the barrier; it was as if the ocean had poured down from the sky.

The sea creatures, who had been restless for some time, finally made their move. Rows of giant shrimp at the rear of the position opened their mandibles and unleashed a barrage of water cannons at the barrier.

Despite the mages' best efforts to maintain it, the solid barrier finally succumbed to the relentless and fierce attacks and shattered.

Chapter 237 The Two Saints of the Human Race

The shattered barrier is like a dam bursting.

A tidal wave of demons surged toward the thousand-meter-long cliff, and even the denser rain of falling silver arrows could not stop these bloodthirsty monsters.

The wings of the terror demon blocked out the sun, and the dark clouds summoned by the sea creatures spread with the cold wind.

The sky darkened, and a storm was approaching.

With a thunderous roar, the chunk of flesh thrown by Demon Mountain slammed into the city wall.

Amidst the torrential rain, countless corpse demons crawled out from the chunks of flesh, emitting sharp howls as they pounced on the soldiers on the high walls.

"Hold the formation!"

Manatos's booming voice echoed through the storm as Aslan's warriors brandished their halberds and clashed with the first demons to scale the city walls.

The storm was interspersed with meteor showers, lightning, and thunder, which relentlessly bombarded the oldest fortress in Aslan.

Just then, a beam of holy light shot into the sky, piercing through the dark clouds and sweeping away a large swath of terrifying demons on the horizon, like the light of dawn breaking in the darkness.

Julius and Elon made their move.

The two sword saints, the former riding a winged horse and leading the newly formed Sky Knights, took to the air to meet the boundless army of terrifying demons.

The latter leaped down, his sword ripping up the earth, and rode a roaring stone dragon down the high wall to sweep away evil.

The addition of Saint-level combat power easily turned the tide of the battle. Sword light overflowed and forcefully cleared a section of the sky, allowing the afterglow of the sun to return to the earth; the stone dragon tore through the cliff, and the sky formed by the demons was cut in half.

Large swaths of filthy flesh and blood fell like raindrops, mingling with the mournful cries of the storm as they returned to the desolate yellow sand.

In the distance, atop the Hydra, the valiant demon girl stared intently at the golden light blooming above the fortress, letting out a cold snort.

"A Saint-level human?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Lord of Fear, who had grown a pair of huge bat wings, slowly descended from the sky.

"There's no need for you, Master, to personally intervene in our matter concerning mere humans."

Immediately afterwards, a floating skull also flew out from the side, its pupils glowing with eerie green flames, and its bony jaw opening and closing.

"Yes, Master, let my Lich King Kansas offer their skulls as wine cups for you."

"Tasteless thing!"

Unexpectedly, the Lord of Fear immediately rebuked, "The spine of a Saint-level human is an excellent material for making weapons!"

"Is your head just for show, Faragos?"

The skull immediately emitted a strange, eerie voice, "What does that have to do with my skull?"

Samael rubbed his forehead. "I don't care which part you want, just take care of the enemy first!"

"As ordered!"

"Go right away!"

The skull flew out with a "whoosh" like a cannonball, while the Dreadlord Falgoth flapped his wings, creating a storm that sent him soaring into the sky.