Countless creatures were frantically killing each other on the vast battlefield as far as the eye could see.
Shining magical light covered the entire sky, meteor fire rain, thunder fury, heavenly collapse and fall, one after another large-scale forbidden spells fell from the sky.
The vertical and horizontal Dou Qi tore through the earth, splitting a huge gully in the ground, blowing out a super huge pit and rumbling up a hill.
The heavy-armored cavalry of the human race launched wave after wave of charges like waves of the sea, going forward and backward, and death could not stop the cavalry from charging.
The orc warriors were completely in a bloodthirsty, berserk state, wielding wolfsbane clubs, giant axes, and chain gauntlets, brazenly pouncing on their enemies with roars.
The giant warriors, clad in heavy enchanted armor, were invincible like a moving fortress of war, crushing all creatures on the battlefield.
The elven archers fired rounds in unison, scattering a sky full of arrows that shone with magical light, so sharp that a no-go zone of death appeared on the battlefield.
The Dwarven cannons roared continuously, and the Dwarven musketeers shot a mountainous rain of bullets that raged and tore apart countless flesh and blood.
A giant dragon circled in the air, its high-pitched dragon roar resounded through the sky, its might was boundless, the dragon language magic bombardment continued, and the giant dragon pounced without stopping.
One by one, the war angels flapped their feathered wings, their long swords wrapped in holy light waved, light and splendor filled the sky, and the angelic long swords plundered life in a magnificent dance.
Every corner of the battlefield was killing, and there was nothing but killing and death on this vast expanse of land.
Life is so small and insignificant on this battlefield!
All creatures have only one enemy!
It was a group of three-meter tall creatures with short curved horns on their heads, and they had handsome appearances, streamlined humanoid bodies, and were clad in ornately styled black armor.
They were so powerful that they easily blasted through the armor of the giant warriors with their hands and feet, and glittering black magic shot down one of the giant dragons in the air.
Their battle techniques were magnificent, their fast-moving figures dodged the attacks of artillery and magic, and their blades that flashed with cold light went on a killing spree in the elven formation.
Their eyes were cold, and without a trace of emotion they harvested the human heavy armored cavalry in rows, their bursting fighting auras coldly slaughtering the swarming orc warriors.
The golden dragon let out an unwilling roar, a wail before dying; the war angels kept falling from the air, their white feathers dyed red with blood.
From early morning to dusk, the tussle lasted for an entire day, and the blood-red evening sun was fading.
The battlefield was piled up with countless mutilated corpses, and the dirt mixed with blood was so thick that one foot could bleed from stepping on it.
With the disparity in numbers, these mighty creatures in black armor were falling back, the glow of magic fading, sharp blades being broken as they fell back.
Seemingly seeing the hope of ultimate victory, the human race, orcs, giants, angels, and dragons impacted even more fiercely, as they were consuming these powerful creatures with countless lives, forcing them to retreat step by step.
Behind these creatures was a canyon, a tall, deep canyon completely shrouded in darkness.
The moment the last black-armored creature retreated into the mouth of the valley, the battlefield suddenly lit up with brilliant light, red, orange, white, yellow, cyan ...
Seven-colored rays of light illuminated the entire battlefield, and the brilliant colors intersected and fused, gradually shrinking and eventually transforming into a huge white shroud of light, like a huge boundary caging towards the canyon in the darkness.
At the moment when the shroud of light was about to close completely, a huge roar of unwillingness came out from the canyon, "What is given to us today, you will have to pay for it sooner or later! This land will never have peace ..."
This endless roar received no response and disappeared along with the white shroud of light and the dark canyon ...