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Text Chapter 59 The Final Battle

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    The finale of the next chapter, thank you all for your support!  ======================== While the world of God was in chaos, something particularly huge happened on the main material plane.  The thing is that the elves and the dark elves actually reached a reconciliation and became one clan again!  And in this entire continent, except for the three races of dwarves, orcs and dragons, all the countries and all the forces have fallen into the hands of these two races. This means that, except for these three races,  All the land and rights are concentrated in the hands of the elves!  At this time, it is over to discuss the conspiracy of the elves. Everyone knows that the elves have risked their lives for this final victory, and they have even given up their most cherished face. So is their victory still far away?  So many gods who were sitting on the fence lowered their noble figures and fell into the arms of the elves.  The only thing that had a counterproductive effect was the change in the Elf Kingdom. However, it is said that the main god of the Orcs, Gruumsh, has been killed. This has been confirmed by even the high priests of the Orcs.  However, it is so confusing that no one can be sure of the truth.  Immediately afterwards, the reunified elven coalition commanded their human troops and attacked crazily towards the territories of the dwarves, orcs and dragons with an overwhelming force.  However, they obviously suffered a very cruel blow, especially the elven coalition forces on the western front, which were directly betrayed by Yinhun City and suffered defeat across the board.  On the Eastern Front, they also encountered very stubborn resistance.  In a plain area somewhere on the battlefield.  Two huge armies are facing each other here.  One of the parties is naturally the elven coalition. They have a large number. The total number of combatants has reached 50,000. There are many senior professionals and more than 3,000 commandos above level 15. They have almost gathered humans.  The best of the best in the coalition.  Looking at the other side, there is a coalition of dwarves, orcs and dragons.  There are only thirty thousand of them, and two-thirds of them are not warriors and mages with swords and staffs, but technicians with steering wheels and wrenches.  Among them, there are less than 500 advanced professionals above level 15, and the top strength is only the 17-member Sword of God team from Tongtian Kingdom.  No matter which angle you look at this battle, the Elf Alliance has a stable advantage.  It makes people feel that this is destined to be just a large-scale massacre created by tailwind slash and fireball techniques.  But when the thirteen giant red dragons held thirteen huge magma balls in their claws and threw them into the position of the elven coalition, the expectation of victory immediately fell to the three dragon-human coalition forces.  These thirteen magma balls look very powerful and can probably cause hundreds of casualties. However, in front of the powerful magical power of the elves, they are really not enough to see. The thirteen magma balls are covered by magic.  In mid-air.  If it weren't for the extra-dimensional expulsion magic that was too expensive, they would definitely be bounced away. This would be the most benevolent thing and could save at least nine-tenths of the warriors. As for the remaining one-tenth of the unlucky ones, who would be hit.  That's none of their business. The mage will never be hit anyway.  This is the economics of war.  There is no need to spend too much magic on warriors who are too low-level. The principle of loving without commanding troops is something that every famous general should know and master accurately.  But when these magma balls were lifted into the air to cool down, something unexpected happened. That is, the magma flowed around, revealing a ball as big as a football wrapped in it. This ball was crystal clear.  Powerful magic energy is radiated to the outside. Through the magic lens, the experienced commander of the elven coalition observed these spheres. He felt a special sense of familiarity, but he couldn't remember what exactly this familiar-looking small ball was.  What is it.  After those red dragons dropped the thirteen magma balls evenly, they flew away in a hurry, seeming to be very afraid of these small balls.  The elven commander suddenly remembered that the runes on these crystal balls were exactly the same as the Neisser Demonic Cores he had seen!  !  !  Oh my God!  !  !  What are these lunatics up to!  !  !  The commander of the elves immediately issued an order to get rid of these crystal balls at all costs!  But it's already too late!  !  !  Immediately afterwards, a certain part of the rune that seemed to be responsible for safety suddenly went out, and these small balls began to emit uncontrollable strong light. These lights were like an old lady taking a walk, struggling to squeeze out the small crystal balls, and then violently  Spread out, and because they are held up in mid-air by magic shields by the wizards of the elves, they can shoot more light and heat like sharp swords to every place that can be illuminated by the light, causing  Hundreds of times more lethal. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ??Thirteen mushroom clouds emerged from the Elf clan's position, and thirteen artificial suns shone here. Almost everyone lost their vision, hearing, and consciousness. There was only endless energy left in their bodies and souls.  Bright light, and the inevitable threat of death.  The war ended almost in an instant.  Almost none of the elven coalition was dead.  Even here in the allied forces of the three dragon-human clans, there are some battle-damaged people who looked directly at the battlefield and were blinded by the bright light because they did not believe in evil.  Next, a burst of dark clouds came and dropped heavy rain, lowering the high temperature on the battlefield. Before countless raindrops fell to the ground, they turned into white mist and rose into the sky again. After half a day, the people on the battlefield  The temperature is barely enough for the machine to pass.  This army of 30,000 people immediately began to continuously lay the railway, passing the battle line through the still hot core point along the way, and continuously pushed the troops of the three tribes alliance to the enemy's completely empty rear. In this case  , the 30,000-strong army turned into an irresistible, magical general who quickly took control.  In the following war, the elves had to disperse their armies. They no longer gathered their armies together and dispersed them to deal with the enemy. However, facing the enemies who were always hiding in magic machines and fighting with magic props, this kind of  The straggler-style army was unable to resist the opponent at all, and the battle line continued to retreat.  Now in the Tongtian Kingdom and the Dwarf Kingdom, the production lines established can produce a large fireball tank in three days. The combat lethality of a large fireball tank is equivalent to that of a tenth-level mage. In fact, it is still  Better than that, at least there is no restriction on spell slots, and the defense and survivability are also stronger.  A large fireball tank only requires two ordinary driving technicians and a zero-level or above spell caster. In three hundred years, almost every citizen of the Tongtian Kingdom can do this kind of technician.  A tenth-level mage requires at least twenty years of training, and not everyone can become a tenth-level mage after twenty years of training. It depends on talent, opportunity and personal effort.  What's more, in order to ensure the nobility of mages and maintain the mysterious aura of mages, the Mages Association in the human world has fully restricted the ways for people to become mages. Before the war, ordinary people who could become mages might not be able to find one out of ten thousand.  , and there are even fewer mages above level ten.  From another point of view, after the fireball tank is destroyed, it can be reinstalled, repaired and recycled to quickly regain combat effectiveness. However, a level 10 mage will die immediately, and it is impossible to change arms and legs.  way to participate in the battle again.  Under this fundamental difference, an almost unbelievable one-sided war situation emerged.  When encountering a truly powerful enemy that mechanized troops cannot defeat and it is not cost-effective to use Nessir's magic core bombing, the Sword of God team will, under the leadership of the demigod Talos, turn a dozen powerful dragons into dead ones.  The gospel brings the enemy the final sleep.  From the very beginning of the war, the elves have stood in the face of failure, but it seems that only they themselves in the whole world do not know the truth.  An old era, in this blood and fire, turned over cruelly and quickly.
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