When Roland was trapped in the flame element realm, Main Realm's Chaos battlefield was in chaos.

    The gods are fallen, Angel is as fragile as a chicken, Chaos' space is gradually smoothed out, and the raging Holy Light Lord gradually finds his own goal. At the cost, the golden blood is filled with this space.

    As usual, the Order and Chaos broke out again.

    Evolution Not necessarily, but the valuelessness of the death of a noble man in the past is very ironic. Of course, in some eyes, it may be worth it.

    Chaos's space, such as the ocean in a storm, is full of deadly undercurrents and reefs, and the chaotic spaces and cracks are more deadly than any death trap.

    Under normal circumstances, Order Angel and the gods will have their own strength to gradually correct the distortion and make up the crack, but now, the most missing thing is the time.

    Every moment, there is a strong degeneration on the battlefield. They are sacrifices for this battlefield, and they are both sides.

    The Order of the Dead, their scattered souls, blood, God's Obligation, and divine power, gradually neutralized this distorted area, paving the way for the door to attack the Crystal Wall.

    Is this a waste? I am afraid that in the eyes of both sides of the war, it may not be.

    The quaint gates of bronze are engulfing all the sacrifices, and the bas-reliefs of the twin goddesses on both sides of the gate are slowly opening their eyes.

    The slightly open lips seem to be talking about something.

    The Goddess of Order on the right is graceful, the white robes are more like works of art, the long blond hair exudes dazzling brilliance, and the blue eyes sparkle with wisdom and compassion.

    The white wings behind it shivered slightly. She prayed with her hands together, and her eyes were filled with sorrow. It seemed that she could not bear to witness the horrors of the world.

    The Goddess of Chaos on the left is glamorous and gorgeous. Under the short black hair, there are shining eyes with red eyes. The red, black and white eyes are scary. The double angle between the foreheads is not so cute.

    Unlike the two-winged sister, Cynthia had only the Demon wing on the left, and she did not wear a female dress, but she was wearing bright red armor.

    Classical armor only protects the vital parts. She holds a red lance and is eager to enter the battlefield. The heroic gesture is not so much the master of Demon as the goddess of war.

    At this time, Cynthia had a smile on her lips, and seemed to be happy to see everything in front of her eyes. It seemed to satisfy the rich sacrifices, or more satisfying is to please her.

    The appearance of the two-children is probably the first time they appear in front of the younger generations, but they are strikingly similar to their creations.

    But the ability to see the existence of this gate is probably without the heart to appreciate the faces of the two goddesses.

    In front of this large facade, Karwenz, who is always lightly dressed, is also rarely worn and armed. After all, the opponent he is about to face is the world's most recognized owner of Holy Light.

    Even though the design has been weakened several times, even if Avatar has been lost several times, the repeatedly weakened Lord of Holy Light is still the most powerful God Lord of Main Realm.

    The Holy Light faith of thousands of years, the belief force of billions of devout believers, the owner of Holy Light without self, is always the strongest recognized in this world.

    The rising sun in front of him made Karwenz end his dormancy and prepare for the impact of the Holy Light camp.

    In the face of a powerful enemy that could not be defeated in theory, he not only did not hesitate and worry, but he was full of excitement and waited for a long time.

    "Before speaking, Carolan is mine. I will try the strength of the son of the abyss of the previous generation."

    His words did not get a response, but the existence standing next to him is naturally at the top of the world.

    Demon, Devil, undead, Dragon Clan, human, cult, mad believer, I am afraid this is the most mixed team in the world, and the passion of their leaders undoubtedly inspired their fighting.

    But it is not the end of every happy meeting.

    Danatis, who is eager to fight, is somewhat languid at this time. He just looks at everything in front of him indifferently. He sometimes looks at Karwenz's expression very complicated, but now he has no choice but to hesitate.

    The ghost who took heat and life, the lonely soul painted with color, stood alone under the gate, seems to be studying the relief on it, and did not intend to participate in the battlefield. For her, revenge on Roland. Is the only goal…But from the stunned and thoughtful expression of her eyes, this reason can not even convince herself.

    Another Undead Emperor, who seems to have been stabbed by Holy Light's Lord Light, is trying to eliminate the traces of his existence.

    The ambition to enter the Main Realm's Shupus, at this time is full of frustration in the corner.

    He probably regretted coming to the world, although he survived the battle, but if there are other options, I am afraid he will never stay here.

    The same was true of Demon, high-level undead, and Devil, who survived the war. When they couldn’t leave the space, when Holy Light’s god and Angel killed, their race and identity. Decided that they must fight for survival.

    When the pillars on the Chaos side and the Order side are about to start a decisive battle, the other residents of Main Realm will naturally not sit on the deterioration of the situation.

    * Teachers, big druids are not waste, they have their own knowledge of the world, even though Pride's Holy Light camp remains silent, but the fact that the door is opening is still spreading rapidly in the world of mortals.

    A floating battleship, flying Magic Beast, and Dragon Beast were flying in silence. They marched along the Holy Light camp and marched on the battlefield. The passengers on it were also very complicated, including human, Elf, Beastfolk, Dragon Clan, and Undead, Mage, Gnome, and even other gods of God Faction either sent Avatar, avatars, or personally.

    When the end of the world is about to come, no one can wait quietly at home for everything, even if he is an immortal god.

    Natural God Faction, although there is no god, but the grotesque natural beast is squatting, there are already two-digit high gods.

    Even though he has lost contact with Roland, Dragon Clan is still in action. The giant sacral battleship between them, the super-monster battleship covered with death and underworld, also has a sacred atmosphere.

    The gods and behemoths in the ocean finally left their sanctuary. They were squatted by huge whales and shells and slowly moved forward.

    The same moving cloud city, the main power in the previous battle has almost completely destroyed, this time still appears in the front line of the battlefield, but this is dragged away by the Great Dragon and the behemoths, it is very embarrassing.

    In the sky, there is also a trace of the element creature. In the past, the wind element lord and the land element lord who played in the past can actually coexist peacefully on a warship, and they are definitely not the only special case.

    In this strange calm, under the pressure of the end of the world, undead and Angel can also walk together, and Holy Light priest can chat peacefully with Necromancer.

    Wood Spirit also sent their air fleet, and although Seven Virtues were all in place, their "mother" was not here.

    Strictly speaking, at this time, Aemila is also fighting for this realm, but the situation is somewhat different.

    "Hey, this is not the dry little girl who lacks 'nutrition', hasn't graduated from the plot of the father? Give up, look at the cat, look at me, you still don't know Roland's hobby? Even if you are not his daughter, it is impossible. ”

    I am completely speechless, big sister, are you really helping, not coming to pit me? How to play ridicule when you play, don't be in front of the chest, Eliza is rushing away! There are dead cats, don't show your adult body at this time! (To be continued ……