Archdemon

As the magic scene continued to extend, Burns saw the soldiers in the army and the powerful humans in every corner.

He saw small groups of gold-level professionals, and the murderous aura on them was strong, much stronger than the murderous aura on the elves.

As the magic scene extended to the central army tent, this was the tent of Zhou Yuxin, the commander of the army.

Zhou Yuxin in the tent felt a sense of being watched. He raised his head and focused his eyes on a certain place in the void, and a fighting spirit shot out with his sight.

The other generals and staff officers in the tent looked over in confusion.

Zhou Yuxin smiled slightly and said, "It's okay, it should be our allies who looked over just now."

On the other side, an elf mage in the hall exclaimed, his face suddenly turned pale, and the magic scene in the hall was broken.

Burns nodded and exclaimed, "It seems that he has been discovered. This person is quite powerful!"

"Who is this person?" Burns turned his head and looked at Sylvia and asked.

"It should be General Zhou Yuxin. It is rumored that he is already a high-ranking saint and the commander of the reinforcements of Xinnan City." Sylvia said after a little thought.

"Yes! It seems that his strength is about to advance to the legendary level. Humans... the talent of this short-lived species is really enviable." Burns sighed.

The elves have a long life, which also leads to a slow pace of their life and practice.

Obviously, their talents are very strong, but all elves rarely practice hard, so even if they have a long life, the number of strong people born is not large, especially the legendary level.

The several legends lost by this wood elf court when supporting hell hundreds of years ago have not been restored until now. The latest elf to break through to the legendary level is Burns, but it was more than two hundred years ago.

However, after the invasion of the abyss demons this time, many elves must have risen up to practice, but it is too late.

"How many troops will they send out?" An elf general asked on the side.

"The first batch of advance troops is 6,000 people, including 17 of the Saint Realm rank, and about 15,000 people will come to support." Sylvia calculated.

"Are the remaining 15,000 people all of this combat power?" The general asked in surprise.

"Yes." Sylvia nodded.

"What a terrifying war potential! The potential of these short-lived species is really shocking!" Burns couldn't help but shake his head and admire after hearing it.

It's not that the elves can't come up with 20,000 silver-rank professionals. For example, Viaber Fortress has more than 20,000 silver-rank elves at this time.

But this is not the same thing. These professionals of the elves have been accumulated for who knows how many years, and some silver-rank professionals are even hundreds of years old.

On the human side, it is estimated that no silver-rank professionals are over 50. Silver-rank professionals live a little longer than ordinary people. After the age of 50, the combat effectiveness of human silver-rank professionals begins to decline.

"When will their legendary wizard come?" Burns asked.

"He will come after the advance army builds the summoning altar... It should be soon." Sylvia said.

...

On the side of the New South City Army, after arriving at the Viaber Fortress, the army took a short rest for a day.

Then Zhou Yuxin had a brief pre-war consultation with Burns, which also allowed the New South City Army to understand the current situation.

At present, less than 200 kilometers away from here, there are more than 20,000 elf warriors resisting the attack of the demons.

They are using their flesh and blood to stop the demons, giving the elves in the rear time to build the fortress.

Burns did not go to the front line because he did not need to do it temporarily and his body did not allow it.

The damage he suffered in the previous battle came from the rule damage of the demon lord, and now it is still entrenched in the wound like a maggot attached to the bone.

The demons on the front line were all low- and medium-level demons. The main demon army was also not dispatched. These demons plundered supplies in the royal court and continued to maintain the gate of the abyss.

Every day, Burns needed to receive treatment from the elven priests and druids in the hall. Countless healing spells fell on him, and natural magic and elven power lingered around him.

The magic of the rules of the abyss also lingered on the wound. Burns' own rule fighting spirit, the druid's natural magic, the priest's power, and the four forces continued to fight on the wound.

The fierceness of the battle here is no less than that of a real battlefield. Except for Burns' own fighting spirit, the power of other sanctuary druids and sanctuary priests is lower in rank.

Burns' fighting spirit is oppressive.The shield restrains and resists the magic of the abyss, while the natural magic and divine power are the spears that attack.

He needs to hurry up to recover from his injuries, otherwise when Adrian recovers and launches an attack, it will be the end of the elves.

...

Zhou Yuxin, who got the intelligence, naturally did not take the initiative to go to the front line to support, but chose a high ground to build a defensive fortress here.

They are not going to enter the elves' Viaber Fortress because they will have better defense.

The soldiers cut down trees, the mages urged the magic, and the military mages took out large modular city walls.

These are the city wall nodes refined by Xinnan City before departure. The enchantments on them have been perfected. They only need to be arranged to allow humans to quickly build the city wall defense.

The location chosen by Zhou Yuxin is in a corner with the Viaber Fortress. Their position is higher, so they can attack the demons from a high position.

If the demons attack the human fortress first, the elves below can also attack at will.

…

The former wood elf royal court is now the location of the abyss gate.

This place is like a demon cave on earth, with wandering demons everywhere.

Some high-level demons smashed their huge bodies directly on the elves' houses to sleep and rest.

The royal court that was once full of birdsong and flowers, lush ancient trees, and buildings like works of art have disappeared.

The fire devoured everything. Now there are only ruins, deep pits, unburned flames, and billowing black smoke.

In a quagmire, an ordinary gold-level berserker woke up. This should have been a pearl-like pond in the royal court.

After the war, this place became a quagmire, just right for the berserker to live again. In just over two months, it has become rotten.

The Berserker stood up, still savoring the body of the elves he had devoured before, how delicious it was.

(My good brothers are awesome, I will try to keep it up to three updates, and four updates if conditions permit.)