The deeper underground city of Ozma.

A group of dark descendants are marching westward, and Junrong is much more embarrassed than when he was besieging Ozma, but the expressions of Commander Aidan and Founder did not change, as if they didn’t care about the loss of the army. .

"Ozma has been a statue of the dwarf god, and now the dwarf kingdom is completely in his hands." The creator said to Aidan as he marched.

"Yeah." Aidan nodded, although his expression was faint, but his heart was not calm.

He knew very well the heels of the dwarf god, which was created by the great demon.

As the gray-robed commander who killed the previous great demon, Aidan had no idea about this great demon. The power of this great demon was too mysterious, and his thinking was far from the previous one.

In the past, the great demon would also line up troops when leading the Darkborn to attack the mainland, making tactics such as slamming them, but those were all tactical operations, and they had never tried to bring them down from within the enemy.

What made him even more shocked was that this great demon had the ability to create a powerful creature like the "God of Dwarf".

And judging from his feelings, this "dwarf god" is not a dark descendant, without a trace of corrupted blood in his body, but a real dwarf.

If so, can he also create humans? Create a sprite?

Aidan, who was born in the nobility, knew very well that if he had the ability to directly create creatures, it would not be difficult to use political means to destroy an elven clan and split a human country.

The creator seemed to have seen Aidan's thoughts and said: "According to my research, this generation of great demons is the incarnation of the mystery god, and it is not surprising that they will use these abilities. Moreover, it is more conducive for us to establish dark descendants. Kingdom, isn't it?"

"How far is it from the exit?" Aidan asked without answering the creator's words.

"With our advancing speed, it may be less than ten days." The creator replied with little care.

Ozma is not the only way to enter the surface of the underground pit channel, they attacked all the way to Ozma before, just want to use Ozma as an outpost for attacking the surface.

Now that the great devil has brought Ozma under control through the **** of dwarves, they naturally don't have to go this way.

After the fifth dry tide was shattered ten years ago, the Kingdom of Freden thoroughly investigated all the places in the country where dark descendants had emerged, blowing up and filling in many passages.

Now they plan to go out from the entrance of the deep pit to the west, so that the Darkborn army can directly enter the Ole Empire.

Just as the Darkborn army was advancing in an orderly manner, the ground suddenly shook.

Cracks appeared on the upper wall of the deep pit channel, and countless gravel dust fell from it.

Many dark descendants who shunned were directly smashed to their heads, and the team that could not see the end was instantly chaotic.

"What's the matter?" Aidan and the creator looked at each other.

They can all feel that this is not an earthquake, the source of the earthquake comes from the surface.

The deep pit tunnel was opened up by the most powerful dwarf kingdom a thousand years ago using advanced technology that has now been lost. The walls and ceiling have been strengthened. Generally, earthquakes will not break, but now it is actually destroyed by the vibration above the ground. It can be seen that something big must have happened on the surface.

"Don't delay, the source of the earthquake is in Freden, we will move west." The founder immediately commanded the Darkborn army to speed up the march.

This shock is so powerful that it will bury them all under one more time, and now the further west you go, the farther away you are from the source of the earthquake.

What's the matter? Can cause such a powerful spread and influence.

Aidan thought for a moment, and said to the creator: "You take them there first, I'll see the situation."

"Also, such a big shock must have happened." The creator nodded.

They are going to attack the surface next, and it is necessary to grasp the situation on the surface.

Aidan grabbed his right hand, and the light of Shadow World's cloak twisted, and his figure gradually became transparent and disappeared in place.

Aidan, who has the ability to move in the shadow world, is not restricted by the underground environment and can leave at any time.

As soon as he reached the ground, before he quit the shadow world, Ai Dan felt the gravitational force of the ocean tearing him away.

With a hard effort, the oil painting-like distortion around the body faded, Aidan has come to the Huishuang Mountain.

"This..." He looked at the sky with a look of disbelief.

The original blue sky has been torn apart, and a green crack like an eye lies across the sky, surrounded by numerous pieces of space like glass.

The majestic Huishuang Mountain seems to have been cut off the top of the mountain, connecting with the huge green vortex in the sky.

Aidan, who has super-sightedness, can even see the shadow world demons crawling along the rift to the real world.

"The Huishuang Mountain Range, it's not good..." Aidan rushed to Huishuang Mountain immediately.

This green fissure penetrates the shadow world and the material world. He felt the violent tearing force in the shadow world just now, so the closer he gets to this fissure, the less he can shuttle in the shadow world, avoiding being torn apart by space.

Now he has become a darkborn, no longer a human, especially after the battle of the offensive dwarves, his personally commanded killings have quietly changed his heart.

Now the Frost Mountain Range was cut off by the rift in the Shadow Realm, what he worries most is not the demons and humans, nor the mages and knights, but that person.

The woman who fought side by side with him to repel the dry tide, and then traveled the mainland together hand in hand.

This meeting was initiated by the pope. As the pope's left hand, she must be in the Huishuang Mountains.

Leliana, don't die...

Frost the mountains.

The magnificent Androste Temple has been destroyed in an explosion in the sky, and the former pilgrimage site is now in ruins.

All the mages and high-level Templars who participated in the meeting died, and none survived.

Only an unknown wizard mage crawled out of the rift, but then fainted.

Just as the Legion of Pursuers arrested the mage, a black dragon flapped its wings and rushed into a crack in the sky.

"Dragon?" Kassandra, armed with a sword and shield, looked into the sky in shock.

"No, it's not the dragon, it's the great devil." Leliana was expressionless, but her eyes revealed deep sadness.

As the legendary assassin who killed the great devil with the heroes of Freden ten years ago, the breath of the great devil has been deeply imprinted on her soul.

Earlier, she and Cassandra did not enter the conference hall because of the arrangement of conference defense and listening to information, because they escaped, but the most respected person in her life, Pope Saint Justina, died in the explosion.

At this time, the situation is critical, and she has no time to grieve and must arrange related things immediately.

The church, the mages, and the high-level Templars were swept away, leaving a huge mess to clean up.