Who told him to rush up there?.

The darkness advanced step by step, and the air began to be filled with the smell of evil, which made people want to vomit.

That was an extremely strong bloody aura, the unique destructive aura of the demon clan.

Although the demons, like all other races, can improve their strength through hard training, unlike the various races that have mixed beliefs, the entire demon clan regards the Destroying Demon God as their highest belief. The rest, even the Demon Lords or even the Demon Kings, are merely subordinate gods of the Supreme Destroying Demon God.

Therefore, unlike the hundreds of races that possess various blessings, the unified demon race possesses the meaning of destruction. It is an evil way to improve oneself by killing all living beings and destroying everything.

This seems to be somewhat similar to the light of victory of the goddess of war, but it is not exactly the same, because the light of victory of the goddess of war is only aimed at the demons, while the demons' meaning of destruction is aimed at all living beings, even including the "world" that has no concrete existence.

Killing all living things and destroying the world is what the demons pursue, because this will bring more powerful power to themselves and their gods.

No matter what kind of world we are in, as long as we encounter enemies like the demons, if we don’t fight to the death, everyone will become lambs to be slaughtered.

"Your Holiness, can you see how big a battle the demons have brought?"

At this moment, no one can see any trace of the demons, but there is one exception. That is the Pope of Light who is connected to the giant satellite-like magic circle that he and all the other races have set up in the sky above their own territory.

His perspective can be switched to a bird's-eye view from the sky at any time. Although he cannot spy as far as the demon clan's territory, his field of vision is still much larger than that of a demigod's naked eye.

Now they can all see the billowing black gas as the demon army marches. If the Pope of Light switches the perspective, he should be able to see the battle formation of the demon army.

"No, they raised the dark sky curtain to cover their army, but under such a thick demonic aura, the demons are likely to come out in full force."

The Pope of Light tried to use the perspective of the formation to peek at the enemy demon army, but the thick dark sky obscured everything. However, the demonic energy gathered from their own bodies was too turbulent, and even the dark sky with the same attributes could not hide it completely, and a large part of the terrifying aura still leaked out.

“Can we bear it this time?”

In the crowd, there was a newly promoted Saint-level warrior who was participating in such a war for the first time, but his father had participated in the last decisive battle and died in it. He took over his father's legacy and stood in the same position as his father had been back then, and couldn't help but think of the battle that made him lose his father.

That battle was almost a replica of this moment. The strength between the enemy and us was quite different. In the end, the hundreds of races relied on more than a dozen demigods to pray to the Lord for strength in a suicidal manner to repel the demons. And more than a dozen demigods died in that battle.

Although the demon clan also suffered many casualties in that battle, most of them were severely injured and forced to retreat from the battlefield by the rampaging demigods of hundreds of clans. Some of them should have recovered from their injuries by now, but those with the most serious injuries may take at least two to three hundred years to recover.

"Don't worry, this time we have the powerful Eli Reverend, while the demons have lost nearly twenty great demon kings in advance. If a fight really breaks out, we won't be intimidated by them!"

Someone on the side was comforting the newly promoted saint. He was an eyewitness of the last decisive battle, but at that time he was only an eighth-rank commander.

Although the current situation is very serious, it is not completely pessimistic. No matter what, the strength of Venerable Eli is supported by his battle record, and the losses of the demons are even more real.

What's more, over the years, the hundreds of races have gained only one demigod, Venerable Eli, and the new great demon kings of the demon race can never make up for the difference of the twenty deaths.

"Well, no matter what, we have to repel the demons. If the central battlefield falls, the entire continent will no longer be protected."

"That's right! Why think so much? The demons will come and do the job. We can't be worse than those delicate women."

At this time, the delicate women that the veteran Saint-level strongman was referring to were not those female strongmen who had fought on the battlefield for countless years, but those youthful and beautiful young girls standing behind Venerable Eli at the forefront of the battlefield.

It is said that they are all wives of Lord Eli, and they are accompanying their husbands on this expedition.

He had compared these ladies of honor before, but he did not mean to look down on them. After all, the fact that they could appear on the front battlefield showed that their courage was unquestionable.

What's more, many people in the brother troops have witnessed their performance in the real battlefield. It is said that these girls who look pleasing to the eye can kill demons without blinking an eye, especially the cat-eared princess who was born in the royal family of the Dawn Empire. As a holy magician, she has killed at least millions of enemies, which is even more terrifying than the holy magicians who are the focus of protection in their central battlefield.

After all, no one can compare with Princess Lina in magic recovery, and her various treasures are not just for show.

"When the fight starts, you all need to be careful and at least stay within Lily's support range, okay?"

At the forefront of the battlefield, Eli was also explaining to his wives what to do after the war.

Although he originally gathered them for the purpose of helping on the battlefield, due to unknown reasons, the decisive battle between the hundreds of races and the demons started many years earlier.

At this time, Jessica and Cecilia have not yet become the pillars of the human race, and are not top-notch powerhouses. The same goes for Eleanor. As for the others, except Lily, none of them have evolved to their ultimate form. They can contribute some strength, but far less than he expected.

This is true even for Lina, who performed the best on the battlefield. Her large-scale killing power is indeed terrifying, but with at least a dozen more big demons on the enemy side, she must not be conspicuous, otherwise she will die very quickly.

"I still have to stay with my master for another 100,000 years. How can I die here!" Cecilia rubbed her hands together, looking ready to fight at any time. She didn't have any big wishes. She just wanted to stay with her master forever. Ten thousand years would not be enough, and a hundred thousand years was just a minimum.

So she would definitely protect her own life, and if possible, protect the lives of other sisters as well. She didn't want to see her master sad.

"The demons will all die first, and Jessica won't die either."

Jessica, who was taciturn, couldn't say anything nice, but like Cecilia, she hadn't gotten along well with her master yet, so how could she bear to die?

"As long as the demons can be eliminated, it doesn't matter even if I have to sacrifice myself... Ngh, Ngh!"

Lina wanted to say something more, but Lily stopped her in time. The war was about to start, and she couldn't say such unlucky words. With her and Eli looking after them, how could she let any of them be sacrificed?

When the others saw that Lina had said the wrong thing and was manually muted, they simply kept silent. In fact, they didn't have much to say. No matter which tribe they were from, the mortal world, which had been reduced from tens of thousands to hundreds of tribes, was full of the demon tribe's mortal enemies. What else was there to say? Just kill them and be done with it!
"They're coming!"

At this time, a demigod known as Eagle Eyes exclaimed. With his eyesight, he could already see the demon army rushing towards him.

However, even with his eagle eyes, he could only penetrate the outermost layer of the dark sky, and he could not clearly see the demon clan's formation. But based on the monstrous demonic energy and the total number of troops deployed by the demon clan in the central battlefield, excluding the necessary garrisons guarding important strongholds, their army was probably no less than one billion.

Of course, the demons are said to have tens of billions of combat soldiers. One billion may not seem like their full strength, but among those tens of billions of combat soldiers, how many of them are elite troops that can meet the standards of mid-to-high-level combat power?

The demons had almost put all their efforts into this battle. If their army was defeated by all the other races, then even if the remaining demon soldiers were many times more numerous, they would be like grasshoppers in autumn and would not be able to jump for a few days.

It didn't take long before the demon army gradually approached and everyone else could see the demon army formation. After they got closer, the dark sky that covered the sky slowly dissipated. After all, the amount of magic power consumed to maintain the dark sky that covers an army of one billion is enormous. Since the strong men of hundreds of races were not scared away by them in advance, there was no need to hide them anymore.

"Where is Eli Bruno? I, Marshal Motian, ask the Venerable Eli to show himself."

The demon army stopped far away from the army of the hundred races. They did not attack the defense line of the hundred races at the first time. Instead, an extremely tall and huge demon king stood out from the demon group and walked straight to the buffer zone between the two armies to challenge them.

The Great Demon King Mo Tian is the chief marshal of the demon clan in the entire mortal world. His strength is unfathomable, so even if he is standing alone in front of the formation, he is fearless and does not seem to worry about being besieged by demigods of hundreds of clans.

In the past, when the two sides fought, the Great Demon King Mo Tian always invited the Pope of Light from the Hundred Races to fight, but this time he changed someone and let Venerable Eli meet him instead. It can be seen that he attaches importance to Eli even more than the Pope of Light.

"Can you see me whenever you want? But I was going to kill you today anyway, so I'll just have to see you once. Anyway, you can only see me once, so you should cherish it."

Hearing the challenge from the Great Demon King, Eli first nodded to the Pope of Light, then stepped out of the crowd and also walked to the front of the formation, facing the Great Demon King from a distance.

The Great Demon King Motian is a super muscular demon who is nearly three meters tall. When Eli saw him, he almost laughed out loud. If the enemy demon was the kind of sickly and pale, Eli might have been a little worried, but facing this obviously tough guy, he would be in trouble.

"Your Excellency Eli is qualified to say such arrogant words. You killed so many great demon kings of my clan overnight, putting my clan in a passive position. In the past thousand years, you are the first... Oh no, the second. The first should be the Elf Queen who inherited the will of the Goddess of Life. It's a pity that her strength is limited after all. Even if she doesn't die, she can't do anything to me."

Although the enemy had clearly sent out the most elite troops of his own clan to attack, the Great Demon King Motian was in no hurry to start a battle. He looked at Eli who was holding a battle axe opposite him, and there was no hatred in his eyes for the large number of his fellow tribesmen who had been killed by him. Instead, he revealed a hint of appreciation.

"What a coincidence. Like the Elf Queen, I am also immortal. However, it is not her immortal blessing. It is because there is really no demon among the enemy demons that can kill me."

The great demon king Motian was in no hurry to start a war, and Eli was naturally not in a hurry either. In this battle, they were the defenders and had some geographical advantages, but no one had the advantage of timing, because the demons were forced to start the war early, and all the other races also gathered in a hurry. The only thing left to compete was human harmony. Although the demons had one billion elite soldiers, the heavy troops assembled by all the races were no less inferior to those of the enemy demons.

It's just that although the combat legions of both sides are equipped with the top configurations of their respective teams and seem to be not much different, among the middle and high-level combat forces, the number of demon kings of the demon clan is no less than a hundred more than that of the other hundred clans. And in terms of the top demigod-level combat power, the demon clan really has hidden power. The number of their great demon kings is not seventy, but seventy-eight!

Under the cover of the dark sky, the auras of the eight great demon kings were completely wiped out. But now that everyone was facing each other, how could they hide? After all, there were many demigods among the hundred races who had practiced their spirits.

The Demon Clan has as many as seventy-eight Great Demon Kings, while the Hundred Clan side has only fifty-seven Demigod Lords. There is a difference of twenty-one Demigod-level combat power between the two sides. Such an obvious gap made the strong men of the Hundred Clan side sweat.

If it weren't for the sudden appearance of Venerable Eli to hold the situation together, many of them would have breathed a sigh of relief.

"Honorable Eli, I recognize your strength, so before the battle begins, I still want to tell you that as long as you are willing to join my clan, the supreme Destruction Demon God will personally perform the demonization ceremony for you. At that time, your growth limit can reach the highest level of the Demon God King, and you will become a being comparable to the God of Light. There are already dragons among your hundreds of clans who know the times, so please consider it carefully."

As the Great Demon King Mo Tian finished speaking, among the numerous Great Demon Kings of the Demon Race, a Great Demon King with a gloomy face suddenly unfolded his body and transformed into a terrifying giant dragon that was a thousand meters tall. The dragon's entire body was as black as ink, and even the whites of its eyes were pitch black. After transforming into its original form, its entire aura was infinitely close to the realm of a peak Great Demon King, and it looked extremely powerful.

"It's... it's Sabo! Damn it! It's not dead, but has surrendered to the demon clan!"

There were dragons in the crowd who recognized the dark dragon. Although his aura had changed drastically after he became a demon, the dragons that were familiar with him could still identify him from his original form.

Before this battle, the Venerable Sabo had fallen into the hands of the demons. Everyone thought that he would die, but they never expected that he would shamefully defect to the demons. In the entire thousand-year anti-demon war, Sabo was the first demigod Venerable to defect to the demons. (End of this chapter)