Blood tax

Chapter 604 Artifact vs Artifact
The appearance of the "Magic Spring" formed a chain in the real plane, constantly superimposing and gushing out mysteries like an endless holy grail, simulating the power of various extraordinary paths in ever-changing forms.

The initial form of this power dragged a large number of Bayerlan troops into the four negative effects of "slowness", "curse possession", "weakness" and "imminent disaster" - the movement speed was slowed down, the attention and physical strength were severely weakened, and they met their doom!
The fighting spirit, blood, and discipline of the army were the most restraining characteristics of the mystery, but they were also weakened little by little under the four-fold weakening brought by the endless mystery. Many squadrons on the battlefield collapsed.

At the same time, Canaan's multi-racial coalition also received the blessing of Fiona, the "Angel Patriarch", and this back and forth completely changed the situation on the battlefield.

Somehow, Griffith also heard Canaan's 12 secret words, which allowed him to learn some knowledge of the mysticism - the miracles of the elves, and the necessary conditions for the Sequence 0 "Magic Spring" advent ceremony.

The first prerequisite is the hand of God, Galadilla is the miracle and the container. She is the source of magic power of the elves and the virtual world, the coordinate for positioning and communication in time, space and planes.

The second necessary condition is the collective will of the elves. Only the collective will of a large number of living beings can call upon the existence of the virtual world in the real plane.

The third necessary condition is the contract. The caster obtains spiritual energy from the virtual world because of the contract he has made with the will of the virtual world.

The fourth necessary condition is 12 secret words, calling out the true name of the distorted will of the virtual world, and the price must be paid.

The fifth necessary condition is powerful spiritual power, which is the necessary energy to open and maintain the channel between reality and the virtual world.

The last condition is the location, the Nebula Temple in the center of Canaan. This fortress is the wellhead of the "Magic Spring"... 72 hours after the ceremony is started, the "Magic Spring" will soak the entire world.

The dull sound filled the sky,
It's like the sound of thousands of membrane wings flapping in the air!
In the sky above the fierce battlefield, huge lights of gold, red and blue suddenly appeared. An extremely powerful yet invisible aura was oppressing, as if the sky was about to fall down, making people feel depressed!
His Majesty Francis, who was at the rear of the Grand Republican Army, sighed and said, "A miracle is finally about to happen."

The seer beside him, Lord Gryffindel, also said: "The miracle of Canaan unfolds faster than us."

By this point, the Great Republican Army had deployed 20 troops in the Cherkassy-Canaan region, and the elven troops also exceeded 13. The demigods Baldwin, the Guardian of the Holy Sepulchre, and Memnon Avignon, the Priest of Divine Punishment, both came to the front line, and the elven demigods Provis, the Ruler of the Law, and Galile Gato, the Void Imprisonment, also joined the battle. The armies gathered on the battlefield fought fiercely until the afternoon of June 6, and both sides suffered losses of more than 27.

The maneuvers and deployments of the Bayerlan army were disrupted by the extraordinary abilities that emerged one after another. With the support of the "Magic Spring", the elves began to exert their true power in large-scale wars!

Griffith led the army to withdraw from the blocking position and joined the defense line of the Obtuse Fort near the Sun Fortress. Tens of thousands of orcs, trolls, strong orcs, and half-elves, led by death knights and elven transcendents, immediately launched an attack on the defense line.

Roland sent several groups of heralds to find Griffith, and finally he himself came.

"Commander, the elves will soon devour us. Is your artifact not ready yet?" Roland shouted from a distance as soon as he saw the Hand of God. "There are enemies and monsters everywhere here. Do you have a Nova Strike that charges quickly? If the situation gets out of control, it can clear our base!"

Griffith didn't have time to answer. A hundred meters away, the Hybrid Ruler raised his tentacles high, and terrifying psionic particle beams jumped at his fingertips. Then, a terrifying mental storm was set off in the sky!

This storm, which was about to sweep across the earth, covered an entire area of ​​the battlefield. The flintlock soldiers there were like being exposed to intensive artillery fire, and would soon be torn apart by the terrifying force. The soldiers concentrated their fire, but the hybrid was covered with a solid shield, which kept flashing under the intensive lead bullets.

Griffith jumped out of the trench, rolled a few times to avoid the sniper attack of the elves, raised the blood thorn, and threw it at the hybrid body with all his strength. The power of breaking the mystery shattered the shield with a bang, and the hybrid body exploded into blood.

"Long live!"

The soldiers on the battlefield cheered. After a tough battle, even ordinary people realized that there was no way out. The powerful Primordial was knocked to the ground, and the soldiers' morale suddenly increased by three points. The stalemate on the battlefield was like a bucket of oil poured on the flames, rising up with a bang, and was about to counterattack with the momentum of a prairie fire!

The elves, with the help of reinforcements, captured the Redoubt and nearly razed Crown Castle to the ground, but the grenadiers and cavalry of the Grand Republic immediately launched a counterattack and drove them out of the ruins.

The casualties on each position were shocking. A squadron could only hold out for less than half an hour before being completely wiped out. Sonya in the headquarters watched as waves of troops entered the battlefield, died calmly, retreated calmly, and the entire army operated and perished steadily like a machine. In many key places, the commander did not hesitate to send logistics and auxiliary troops to the front.

The elves' counterattack was as mad as a raging fire, while the human defense was as cold and indifferent as a machine. The already exhausted army seemed to have completely abandoned the existence of all emotions, and struggled repeatedly on the severely damaged fortresses and defense lines!
Griffith, who had killed the Hybrid Ruler, turned and retreated to a barrier. Roland, who was covered in dirt, also rushed over and shook his arm vigorously:

"We can't hold on any longer. Damn it! The elves are beating us with the power of the artifact. Do something!"

Griffith asked in a calm voice, "Have the main force of the elves, as well as the mixed army led by Fiona, invaded our fortress?"

"Ah? Maybe. It should be. Our casualties have exceeded 5. The army's endurance is about to exceed the limit!"

"I don't want casualty figures," Griffith replied, "I want the enemy's main force and reserve forces." In an instant, Roland saw something in Griffith's eyes. He couldn't believe it for a moment, as if it was the vast universe, or the whole world condensed in it. The extremely calm temperament, as cold and resolute as the entire army, aroused a resonance of fear in Roland's heart.

Roland was very familiar with this look. In his decades of life, he had seen heroes who were mysteriously assimilated many times, and after being promoted, the only thing left in their eyes was the purity of abandoning emotions and humanity.

Griffith seemed to have become the embodiment of the entire army, and his will was a kind of cruelty that was above human nature.

"Okay, now."

Something was suddenly activated, like a terrifying space vortex exploding on the ground. The powerful aura was invisible and intangible, but it made people certain that it would bring about terrible destruction.

Even with the powerful shield protection, all the Elf Beyonders on the battlefield suddenly choked. Something was coming, it locked onto the target, as if freezing time!
"What's going on?" Paulus on the White Tower exclaimed, "Scouting troops, did you find anything unusual?"

Before his adjutants could report, the marshal suddenly saw the sky above him crack. A terrifyingly huge object tore through the sky, and the ignited air fell slowly from the sky like a huge flying wing.

It came from a high altitude, but its astonishing size made its fall seem very slow, and its roar was graceful and calm, just like an emperor inspecting his territory and looking down at his humble subjects.

"It's the Tears of the Moon Goddess! This is not in accordance with the covenant of the gods!" Paulus screamed, "Is he going to drop the evening star that destroys everything on the heads of our entire army!?"

This terrifying and desperate scene immediately spread throughout the elven army. Everyone saw stars falling from the sky, and the sky fire rushed straight to the earth, aiming at the fortress area where the two armies were fighting. The destructive flames and shock waves were about to arrive!
The elf army that was just in a melee began to retreat immediately. Whether it was the demigods or the soldiers, they all wanted to escape as quickly as possible, the farther the better!

However, it seemed too late. The bombing range of the Tears of the Moon Goddess could not be escaped in a short time. Even if the extraordinary people could escape, the 200,000 or 300,000 troops present could not escape.

"Griffith must be crazy!" Paulus was pale and murmured, "He saw the power of the magic spring and knew there was no hope of victory, so he simply destroyed both our armies. What kind of madman is he!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a loud noise suddenly sounded in the sky. The falling sky fire actually exploded in the sky, and the invisible radiation separated and disassembled the components in the air.

"Om-"

First there was a blinding flash, then a gust of air swept across, knocking all the creatures on the ground to the ground. Before the light faded, all the spellcasters felt sick as if they were pricked by needles.

The wide-ranging diffusion pulse indiscriminately swept through the Sun Fortress and the White Tower, and even affected the Nebula Temple. All spellcasters and magical creatures exposed to this pulse were deprived of their hearing in an instant.

"Woo-wu-wu-"

The strange sound of a trumpet enveloped the wilderness, rapid and shrill, lingering for a long time. All the perceptive Beyonders heard this hallucinatory echo. Ordinary people felt a chill down their spines, as if a certain fear buried in their biological instincts had been aroused.

"What's that sound?" Marshal Paulus was already lying on his back under his desk, feeling waves of dizziness.

The chaotic command center was silent, with only the desolate and terrifying trumpet sound venting the doomsday-like despair. Something seemed to be falling from the sky...

The marshal stretched out his hand to grab it, but caught nothing. It seemed to be charged particles or something else separated from the air, disintegrating from the sky and floating down.

"Report the situation!" The marshal struggled to get up. The command center was still there, and the battlefield was not destroyed by the skyfire.

It makes sense. The use of Tears of the Moon Goddess is the ultimate means of the gods, and it has many restrictions. Even Griffith, who has mastered the artifact, cannot smash it on the ground at will.

"Report the situation!" the marshal called again, "Staff officer, adjutant, give me a battlefield briefing."

The officers were stunned for a few seconds, and some of them stammered:
"No briefing, Your Excellency the Marshal."

"We have lost contact with the front line."

"Magic doesn't work anymore..."