Chapter 680: Prelude to Blood Sacrifice

This small floating war city has always been placed in the demiplane by himself, and is controlled by three tower spirits that coordinate with each other. It has twenty-three legendary-level attack spells, eighty-eight soul-level attack spells, three hundred and sixty gold-level attack spells, and is equipped with ten magic puppet legions.

"Go back and tell my grandson not to underestimate the enemy and just wait for me." The Duke of Moravia folded the letter and gave the order.

"Yes, Your Majesty the Duke."

After the messenger left, the Duke of Moravia summoned the three statues of the Floating Small War City to his presence.

"Master, please give me your instructions."

The three women bowed in different postures, with respect in their tone.

"Bertha, Lisa, Philo, start a self-inspection of the floating city of Fuluo. Mainly check the operational flexibility of the puppet army, the activation time of each module's spell attack, the reaction speed of the automatic magic cannon, the energy density of the twelve large element pools, and whether the soul capture tower's recognition is accurate."

"Yes, Master."

After the three of them saluted, their figures turned into faint light and disappeared into the hall.

I haven't had a good fight in over a hundred years. I hope these demons can give me a good time.

……

Half a month later, with Qianbao Province being completely occupied, the 15th Army stopped advancing eastward.

At the border between Solomon Province and Thousand Fort Province, more than 200,000 troops were stationed here as the first line of defense for Solomon Province, blocking the eastward advance of the foreign god's army.

As the situation worsened, Princess Alice of the Ansa Kingdom took this opportunity to explain the benefits and use her power to integrate her troops.

Inside Solomon City, the situation became increasingly bizarre.

As more and more people go missing, Alice feels more and more that the Church of the God of Beasts is secretly plotting something.

A female general in red armor entered the hall, walked quickly to Alice's side, and handed the blood letter in her hand to her: "Your Highness, this is something left behind when the patrol troops wiped out an evil cult."

Alice took the blood letter and spread it out on the table.

As I looked at it intently, I felt my head becoming heavier and heavier.

"No." Alice forced herself to sleep, drew out her knight's sword, looked at the confidant in front of her, and shouted, "You are not Qi Luosi, who are you?"

The red-armored female general teleported behind Alice, reached out to hug her, and said softly: "Your Highness, I have followed you for more than 50 years. You actually doubted me. It really makes me sad."

Alice felt weak all over, and her body collapsed into the arms of the red-armored female general. She stared at her, trying to see her true face.

"Your Highness, Solomon City will be the gateway for the master to return to the abyss. You just need to wait patiently for the master to favor you."

After hearing what Qi Luosi said, Alice's mind went blank. She asked in disbelief, "How many of your people are there in the coalition?"

The red-armored female general showed a strange smile on her face and answered: "At the command level, except for you, everyone else is ours."

"Don't worry. In three days, the front line will be in chaos. By then, the alien god army will march straight in and fall into the terrifying torrent of the demonic disaster. This will also be considered the completion of your strategic goal."

"Well, your highness, the time has come."

Alice looked at Qi Luosi's face, her body became heavier and heavier, and finally she fell asleep.

The red-armored female general picked up Alice, opened a passage, sent her in, then transformed into Alice's appearance and became the commander-in-chief of the coalition forces.

In the Church of the God of Beasts, Bishop Bar of Solomon Province entered the temple, knelt down beside the gray-robed old man, and whispered, "Archbishop, there is still half a month before the demonic scourge breaks out. Should we evacuate here?"

"Three days later, at dusk, let those in the church who want to leave leave through the South Gate." The gray-robed old man opened his eyes, looked directly at Bal, and said, "If you want to survive, leave through the West Gate."

"Archbishop, why is this?" Bal's face suddenly changed and he asked bravely.

"No need to ask too much. Knowing too much is not good for you." The gray-robed old man did not answer Baal's question, but advised him, "Remember, don't be too ostentatious, otherwise those demons will not let you leave."

Upon hearing this, Bal did not say anything. He took note of the words in his heart, stood up, and bowed respectfully.

The gray-robed old man stared at the statue of the God of Beasts in front of him with a complicated look in his eyes. He sighed deeply, slowly closed his eyes, and continued to recite pious prayers in a low voice.

The righteous boy years ago has passed away, and now he is just a sinner.

Allowing demons to wreak havoc on Solomon City, sacrificing millions of people, and summoning the abyss to descend, all with only one ultimate goal, to kill a person who is very important to Alien God.

As for who it was, he didn't know. When he received the oracle from the God of Beasts, he rejected it in his heart. But for the sake of the overall situation, he finally gave up the beliefs he once held and chose to follow the will of the gods.

……

In late October of the Glorious Year 9753, a riot broke out in the camp at the border of Qianbao Province and Solomon Province. Tens of thousands of troops fought each other and were blood-thirsty.

Outside the camp, the scouts who received the intelligence were excited and rode away on horseback.

At Tasker Barracks, Weilin heard the soldier's report and waved to signal him to go down.

"My lord, this is a good opportunity. We can take advantage of the internal strife on the other side and defeat these 200,000 people in one fell swoop." Hebrew could not contain his excitement and stood up and said.

Weilin glanced at the boy and said in a calm tone, "Sit down."

Seeing the expression of his master, Hebrew put away the smile on his face, sat down obediently, and dared not speak any more.

Upon seeing this, the others looked at Weilin with confusion in their eyes, wondering why the commander was not as excited as they had imagined.

"I got the intelligence that this is a self-torture tactic used by the enemy."

After these words were spoken, everyone looked very surprised, even Kyle was no exception.

"The next half month is a rest period. No matter what bait the enemy throws, no one is allowed to act without authorization." Having said this, Weilin turned his head and glared at Hebrew, and warned, "Especially you, stay in the barracks. If I find out that you dare to act without authorization, I promise to make you lie in bed for three months."

Facing the stern look from his master, Hebrew could not help swallowing. He knew that his master was not joking, and the little thoughts in his mind were immediately extinguished.

It is appropriate to act first and report later according to the situation, and it is obviously not appropriate at this time.

"Carlisle, Ferry."

Near the entrance of the camp, the left general of the Black Rock Army, Carlisle, and the right general, Ferry, heard the words, stood up, walked to the center of the camp, bowed and saluted, and replied with their heads down: "Sir, please give your orders."