Chapter 1077: Chapter 758: Scenes of the Blood War
The air of the Abyss Plane itself is laden with the toxic sulfur and the sighs of despair.
And on this 1121st layer, which serves as the Blood Battle Battlefield, the atmosphere is driven to the extreme, the sulfurous toxins and blood-red sky boiled completely over.
The firmament is not a sky, but rolling, writhing, dripping with filthy blood beads, heavy blood clouds hanging so low as if to crush the earth, casting an asphyxiating ominous crimson over the boundlessly desolate battlefield below.
The ground is barren, with fissured black rocks resembling the decayed bones of giant beasts, and between the gaps flows viscous magma, rising in billowing toxic smoke, with the air reeking of rust, entrails, and the scorched stench of flesh.
As far as the eye can see, there is a boiling, ceaseless vortex of death.
The environment here is so harsh, and exactly because of this, such chaotic and dire conditions can give birth to the infamous creatures of the Star Realm.
The demons.
The tide of demons surges with overwhelming momentum, endless and unceasing.
Inferior Demons shriek as they swarm like deformed locusts, their hunched bodies covered with shells or leather, wielding rusty blades or simply tearing with sharp claws and fangs.
These are the most despicable, lowest of the demons, serving as mere cannon fodder in the Abyss.
These cannon fodder-like little monsters are the epitome of all disgraceful and foul words.
They are the embodiment of all wickedness among the intelligent life of the Star Realm.
Madness, cowardice, malice, and evil can all be directed at them.
Despite their numbers, they are but the most inconspicuous existence on the battlefield.
They are like the Goblins of countless worlds—perhaps they are the "Goblins" of the Abyss.
More prominent on the battlefield are the main forces of the Abyss, those Frenzy Demons born for war.
They roar with a charge, their burly arms swinging a Giant Axe engulfed in Hellfire, each swing drawing a storm of blood.
Their bodies are synonymous with power, and some Frenzy Demons, due to frenzied battles or the honing of chaos, have naturally grown shells resembling armor.
But not all Frenzy Demons are like this; even in this chaotic Abyss, there is order.
Without order, how could there be chaos?
So some Frenzy Demons wear armor for protection.
Thus, forging also exists in the Abyss.
Otherwise, where would their Giant Axes come from? It’s not enough to rely on plundering from enemy creatures.
Of course, it’s mainly through plundering.
Naturally, this armor also bears the marks of battle.
Sly Winged Demons hover at low altitudes, dropping corrosive acid balls or swooping down to snatch unlucky warriors.
They are like giant bats, flying and screaming in the sky, their voices capable of piercing a creature’s soul, disrupting their thoughts.
These airborne main units coexist with the blood clouds, blotting out the sky like clusters of black clouds.
If a disgruntled top-tier Legendary expert throws a giant fireball into the sky, they can blow up a swath of Winged Demons.
And demons, of course, are not lacking in elite specimens.
Chaos makes demons incredibly varied.
This incredible variety also means that sometimes demons give birth to naturally powerful individuals.
Even naturally divine beings are not necessarily lacking.
Taller, more terrifying presences—the Balrog Flame Demons.
They can be named after the Abyss; they are the epitome of the Abyss, its external symbol.
Their burning forms are like moving volcanoes, and the fiery whips they wield sear black cracks in the air with every snap, melting even rocks into red molten liquid as they pass.
They may not be the strongest individuals in the Abyss, but they are certainly the strongest group.
They have a formidable reputation in the Star Realm.
If they appear outside the Abyss, it means that world has almost fallen into the hands of the Abyss.
They are the bell tollers of that world’s doom.
On this Blood Battle Battlefield, opposing these various demons is an alliance army from countless worlds, countless races.
Their lines stood like resilient reefs amidst the demon’s frenzy, constantly assaulted, continually regrouping at the edge of collapse.
Order.
Within this chaotic Abyss, the lines formed over the years represent order.
They rely on order and cooperation to fight these chaotic demons.
Winning with the weak against the strong, with the few against the many.
The figures of Elf Rangers dart and weave through chaos, swift as the wind.
These are real Elves, not those... hmm, knock-offs from Kana’s world?
They are a well-known race in the Star Realm, perhaps not having the title of rulers of the Star Realm but definitely one of the major known races.
Their individual strength is hard to evaluate, but the Elf race is known for its swordsmanship and magic.
They are also famous colonialists of the Star Realm.
They have their populations and various subspecies in different worlds.
However, in essence, they are vastly different from humans, so despite looking similar to the Elves of Kana’s world in appearance, they are fundamentally distinct.
On the battlefield, their Curved Sabers inlaid with Mithral carve deadly arcs, precisely slashing the throats of Inferior Demons or piercing through the gaps in Frenzy Demons’ armor.
Arrows pour from behind them like a Silver rain, with the brilliance of Natural Magic, piercing through the wings of Winged Demons, embedding into Balrog Flame Demon’s burning bodies, emitting a sizzling, scorching sound.
But demonic blood is just as deadly, an Elf Warrior brushed by a Frenzy Demon’s Giant Axe turns half their body, along with their exquisite Armor, into a blur of flesh, splattering against a Dwarf’s sturdy Shield behind them.
Dwarf Warriors form the most solid bulwark.
Dwarves... also a well-known race in the Star Realm.
Much like Elves, the Dwarves in Kana’s world are entirely different creatures.
For the Dwarves of the Star Realm are pure creations of the essence of earth and minerals.
They are not flesh and blood.
The gap between them and humans is even greater than that between humans and Elves.
Moreover, they do not engage in colonization; rather, many worlds produce such essences alongside the cultivation of earth and minerals.
And such essences naturally transform into Dwarves.
Though renowned for forging, they are a powerful race capable of crafting Divine Artifacts.
Capable of forging ships that span the Star Realm, capable of forging forges with worlds as platforms.
In the Star Realm, they are truly a top-tier group in terms of creation.
They seem carved directly from steel and stone, with their massive Rune Shields closely adjoined, forming Copper Walls Iron Walls.
Their heavy Warhammers and Axes strike out from behind the Shields with frenzy, each blow accompanied by the dull sound of bones shattering and the brittle crack of demon shells bursting.
These demons are each extraordinarily powerful, yet they appear so Fragile before these Dwarves.
Their blood has no effect on the Dwarves.
A Dwarf Warrior’s Shield is shattered by a Balrog Flame Demon’s fiery whip, the searing fragments embedding in his thick beard and chest, prompting him to roar as he advances instead of retreating, driving a Splintered War Axe deep into the Flame Demon’s calf.
Such a mere fatal wound does not matter at all.
Scalding Demon’s Blood sprays like lava, igniting him into a wailing torch in an instant, but his final strike before falling almost severs the demon’s tendon.
