Five hundred years of stacked Q, this one Q, unique and unparalleled throughout eternity!

Wherever his spear went, no one could withstand a single blow.

Even the demigods who were restraining them only dared to use their abilities to limit them from a distance.

Just moments before, two demigod ogres who had come down to confront Atreus head-on had their heads easily severed and their powerful demigod bodies torn apart.

This is a war, a war belonging to a king of war!

"I can't take it anymore!"

"We're all going to die sooner or later anyway, might as well drag a few down with us!"

On the city wall, a transcendent being who had just reached the third realm stared at everything in front of him with bloodshot eyes, and then jumped off the city wall.

Everyone knew that the ogre army had already sealed off the entire desolate city, and they could no longer penetrate the Great Yin Empire.

The only place they could escape the battlefield was that boundless, scorched wasteland.

Even if they were able to move forward through the scorched wasteland, they would still be able to resist the life-draining effects of the scorched wasteland.

With the desolate city sealed off and the dark regions occupied, they had nowhere to go.

But below the level of demigod, no one can traverse the desolate, scorched earth.

Therefore, for them, the current situation only leads to certain death.

Rather than die like this, I'd rather charge alongside Atreus.

The third-realm transcendent being rushed down the city wall, but as soon as he stepped into the range of the army formation, his body was pierced by several spears.

But there was no regret in his eyes; he simply lured the lava trap with a sinister grin.

The lava instantly engulfed more than a dozen superhumans, and then his body was torn apart by the sharp spear.

Everyone looked at the scene before them; no one laughed or praised, but simply felt the cruelty of the war amidst the cold death.

No one could remain calm in the face of that overwhelming army of ogres.

"kill!"

Finally, another superhuman leaped down and rushed into the battlefield, but before he could even utter a word, he was overwhelmed by the ogres amidst the sounds of battle.

But this was like flipping a switch, and one after another, the desperate superhumans of the desolate city rushed into the battlefield like a tidal wave.

Despair in the face of the overwhelming army transformed into a furious resistance, and unrestrained roars erupted from their mouths.

"We'll replace them if we can!"

"Damn cannibals, damn nobles!"

"None of those scoundrel nobles are men!"

"Bullshit! I'm a nobleman too, and I'm charging into battle alongside you!"

"You're about to die, and you're still clinging to your noble title that's been lost for over a dozen generations?"

"You know you're going to die, can't you at least acknowledge my noble status?"

......

The sounds of battle mingled with the sounds of fighting, and the will to fight began to reawaken in this isolated city.

The nobles on the city wall panicked. They were imperial nobles, and many of them vaguely knew about the consensus between the five-plane alliance and the imperial upper class. They felt that they could save their lives by relying on their noble status.

But now the superhumans of the desolate city are rising up in resistance. If they inflict significant casualties on the ogre army, those ferocious ogres will probably not care about their noble status and will simply declare a massacre of the city.

"Why are you lowly people making a move?"

"You worthless bastard, so eager to die, no wonder you're a lowly commoner!"

"Tell them to stop!"

However, the shouts of the few minor nobles were of no use; in their desperate situation, no one paid any attention to these clown-like fellows.

Even the extraordinary guards of the nobles protecting the desolate city charged into the battlefield under the nobles' shouts and the call of the war spirit.

The minor nobles, now without the protection of their guards, threatened in sharp voices.

But apart from one of the minor nobles being kicked off the city wall by the enraged superhuman and falling to his death, it did not cause any further ripples.

Despite the intense atmosphere, the actions of the extraordinary individuals from the desolate city were merely a minor ripple on the overall battlefield.

Although the extraordinary individuals of the Wasteland City were willing to die, compared to the size of a million-strong army, the extraordinary individuals of the Wasteland City had no advantage in either quality or quantity.

The entire war remained one-sided.

When it will end depends solely on how long Atreus can hold out.

On the city wall, Yasuo gently removed the stone golem from his shoulder and said with a regretful expression:

"I'm sorry, old friend, it seems you'll have to go back by yourself. I hope you can find your way back to Juying Hall."

As he spoke, Yasuo slowly walked off the battlefield.

Yasuo knew very well that with his abilities, he might have a chance to escape the desolate city.

He wasn't from the desolate city, nor did he owe anyone any favors, so there was absolutely no need for him to join in defending the city to the death.

As more and more people rushed into the battlefield, Yasuo remained restrained. Although he also wanted to participate in the war, reason told him that he should stay away.

Then, Yasuo suddenly remembered that he had fought for Ionia, for his village, for his brother, and for the truth throughout his life.

Yasuo whispered, gently stroking his trembling heart with his right hand.

"But this time, I want to fight for myself!"

Approaching the battlefield filled with carnage, gazing at the orderly ranks of soldiers, Yasuo suddenly felt an instinctive urge, and he tried to recall the memories in his mind.

"Is this the minion wave that the lord spoke of, the one that no Yasuo could refuse?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure, moving with the wind, rushed into the battlefield.

Above the city wall, the stone golem struggled to process Yasuo's meaning, its slow brain working slowly.

He could sense the danger on the battlefield, but he did not stop Yasuo. Instead, he turned his gaze toward the ogre army, or rather, further back into the ogre army.

There, a familiar presence was slowly approaching.

In the city gate that had just been occupied by the ogre army, Luo Tian, ​​who had just stepped out of the magic energy train, casually crushed the head of the demigod ogre guarding the place and slowly looked toward the desolate city.

"war?"

Chapter 143 Afraid of Using Too Much Force!

In fact, after confirming that the Star Spirit's location was in the Underdark, Luo Tian had already made up his mind.

The sudden appearance of a Protoss in the Stellaris world is not a noteworthy event, but the key point is that this Protoss is located in the Underdark.

The Dark Regions are currently the site of a battle between the Great Yin Empire and the allied forces of the five planes.

Although Yin Qianyu did not ask Luo Tian for help, Luo Tian could not simply ignore the war as if nothing had happened.

This war is of paramount importance, even determining whether Yin Qianyu can successfully inherit the throne and become the Empress of the Dayin Empire.

Based on Luo Tian's understanding of Yin Qianyu, the fact that she didn't ask for help must mean that she had some confidence in the situation in the Dark Region, and that everything was within her calculations.

In this situation, Luo Tian doesn't need to take the initiative. Letting Yin Qianyu do as she pleases and then covering for her at the crucial moment is the best approach.

After all, even if Luo Tian were to face the combined forces of the five planes, he would still encounter considerable trouble. This is actually the most reasonable solution to this interdimensional war.

However, the sudden appearance of the Protoss was entirely an unexpected factor on the battlefield.

Aatrox possessed the ability to defy weak divine power from a god simply by relying on the body he inhabited; even the Protoss, no matter how weak, were at least true gods.

This sudden appearance of a true god, regardless of which side it belongs to, will disrupt the original situation in the Dark Region.

Luo Tian was uneasy, and coupled with Aatrox's incessant nagging, he decided to take the initiative to go to the Underdark to check things out and help Yin Qianyu eliminate some unexpected factors.

They boarded the Magic Train and rode all the way to the desolate border town on the edge of the Underdark, which is the final destination where the Magic Train can currently operate.

Further ahead lies the dimensional battlefield, and even the Magic Energy Train dares not rashly rush into it.

Luo Tian originally planned to get off the train at the border town gate and then use other methods to find the unexpectedly appearing Star Spirit.

But Luo Tian never expected that as soon as he got off the car, he would run into a massacre taking place in the desolate border town.

The ogre army, which had occupied the entire border city, slaughtered the city's defenders. The garrison of just one city was powerless to resist the ogre army's attack.

Luo Tian, ​​who arrived with the magic-powered train, was immediately targeted by a powerful demigod ogre as soon as he got off the train. The demigod ogre took the initiative and swung its huge fist at Luo Tian.

......

Disgusted, Luo Tian wiped the filth off his hands and looked at the headless corpse on the ground, its head bursting open like a watermelon, and couldn't help but mutter a complaint:

"Shouldn't those TV shows show people grabbing someone's head, snapping their neck, and then casually tossing away a hideous head and walking away?"

How did it become this disgusting chopped watermelon mess when it came to me?

Beside Luo Tian, ​​the aloof and beautiful Ivyia did not respond to his words. The invisible gravity within her sight crushed the elite ogre soldiers into mincemeat, and the ogre soldiers in the entire magic train station were completely wiped out in an instant.

After Ivyia had completely crushed the ogre, Luo Tian carefully wiped his right hand clean, then looked at the wide-open gates of the border city in front of him with a puzzled expression.

Because of the characteristics of the magic train, it cannot enter the city. Therefore, the magic train station in the border town is also built outside the town. So Luo Tian has not entered the town at this moment.

Standing outside, he could clearly see that the slaughter by the ogre army was coming to an end, and almost all the garrison troops stationed there had been wiped out.

In the city gate, where blood flowed like a river, the sacrificial priests of the ogre army were conducting a grand ritual. The soaring blood energy, accompanied by the will to kill, rose into the sky and then disappeared completely.

In the darkness, a pair of enormous eyes watched over the entire battlefield.

Luo Tian narrowed his eyes slightly, and the smile on his face gradually faded.

He glanced at Ivania beside him and casually asked:

"I remember that the border fortress had a protective array, right? How could the ogre army break through the array and slaughter the fortress so easily?"

Immersed in the intense aura of death, Ivynia's expression immediately sharpened upon hearing this, and she spoke in a cold voice:

"Your Majesty, the Border Fortress is a military stronghold built in the Dark Regions of the Empire to prevent the spread of alien forces. It has a history of over a thousand years."

There are eight border fortresses in total, tightly connected by extraordinary formations. Theoretically, it's impossible to breach all eight border fortresses unless all eight defensive formations are broken simultaneously.

"Theoretically?" Luo Tian smiled; he liked that word.

Ivynia said softly:

"Yes, this is only a theoretical result."

Border towns and passes are of paramount importance; for the empire, such things should be firmly held in its own hands.