It's not the protagonist, what does it matter if you are trapped in the Shura field

Chapter 680 What exactly does "battlefield assembly" mean?

The large portal to the south can be seen from all directions of the battlefield.

This was so conspicuous that even the sky was shrouded in a blue light, and the clouds reflected a translucent color.

Whether it was the angels on the city walls, the level three gods fighting fiercely outside the city gates, Lucas in the central army, or the Western Knights facing the right-wing cavalry charge and the mercenary group being ravaged by chariots in the rear, they could all see this holy blue light that had opened up in the sky.

Scarlett stared in that direction, her face ashen.

They still managed to get through, and even the third-level gods of the temple and so many divine beings couldn't stop them. She even saw a temple figure who wasn't mentioned in the intelligence suddenly fly over their heads.

Why are they releasing such a huge portal? The Fifth Princess clearly doesn't have an army anymore!

Before she could look in that direction, two figures suddenly landed on the city wall and walked towards the battlefield at a distance from each other.

“They only gave the signal now,” Goodman said with a laugh, stretching his limbs. “This guy is really slow.”

Urs took out the gray-black sword and held it in his hand. "I saw a presence heading south."

“Heh,” Goodman chuckled, “Isn’t he just using himself as bait?”

Urs closed his eyes and said nothing.

Both sides are obviously holding back their trump cards, and if the other side plays its card first, their attacking forces will undoubtedly suffer heavy losses in a short period of time.

My friend, you...

“You’re a level two god too, right?” Goodman glanced at him disdainfully. “Want to have a contest of battle merits?”

“However, your past skills were only superficial,” Urs slowly opened his demonic eye, glanced at him, and gripped his sword in front of him. “If we’re going to compare, then so be it.”

Behind Urs, the three banished demons landed steadily. Rooney chanted a spell to open a channel of creation, and countless creations rushed along the sides of the two towards the enemy army.

Fifteen witches, led by the "Calamity Witch" Ulauneps, appeared at the city gate.

They raised their staffs and chanted the deepest ancient tones, opening a ritual barrier like a whispered confession, and a profound aura enveloped their creations.

Those creations instantly emitted a purple glow in their eyes, their bodies radiating an abyssal aura, like ferocious beasts from hell, charging and swelling in countless numbers towards the temple army's defenses—

Rumble rumble rumble—!

A massive horde of purple monsters crashed across the battlefield.

Scarlett watched this scene in disbelief from the high platform. This wasn't during a beast tide... The Fifth Princess had even resorted to something like this? Was she completely unafraid of being labeled a heretic?!
"Fire! Fire in that direction immediately!!"

Lucas roared and gave orders to the troops below the lines. Since they were made of flesh and blood, they could not be immune to magic cannons. They must not be allowed to trample on the army's formation at will!
Just then, a deafening roar came from the great portal in the south.

roar----!!!
Lucas was stunned, and everyone, including Scarlett, looked toward the only untouched left flank that had not yet been attacked.

There—dozens of giant dragons soared through the great teleportation array, relentlessly unleashing scorching breaths towards the army formation.

dragon!!?
However this is just the beginning.

The dwarves were the first to emerge from the great portal. Kamesh, axe in hand, stared at the battlefield with his beady eyes.

"The dwarves will never forget their old buddies, young men—charge with me!!!"

The dwarves surged forth across the plains, and on either side, mounted cavalry quickly overtook them. The dwarf king, Kamesh, gripped his axe and stared blankly at them.

"That's not fair! Dunderline, you should dismount and race me! Dwarves are sprinters!"

Knights from the neutral kingdom of Calicut, riding white horses, surged towards the western army like a tidal wave. Chief Knight Dundry raised his longsword high and swung it forward:

"Knights of Kali Mountain! Charge!!"

The sturdy warhorses, clad in silver armor, galloped faster and faster under the rider's spur, their thunderous hooves echoing across the earth.

Following them were the lake elves and the armies of the faction and the demon kingdom. Elf Queen Elfa raised her staff high, and the elves that came from behind her all drew their longbows.

"put."

The rain of arrows, amplified by magic, soared to unprecedented heights, shielding the knights charging into battle from the sky.

"Oh dear, this is such a hassle."

The demon general Gitich crossed his arms and waved them to the side. Behind him, the soldiers of the demon kingdom pushed heavy machinery out of the portal. These were giant devices that resembled ballistae, except that the arrows at the front were spiral magic spears that had been used against the Goddess of Machines in the tower.

The gun barrel, tens of meters long, had a twisted spiral at the front, and the pattern exuded a strong sense of foreboding. After calibration, it was aimed at the dense area of ​​the Western Army.

"emission!"

boom!
The demonic spear roared forth, carrying a dark radiance that surpassed the arrows of the lake elves and the charge of the knights of Kali Mountain, like a calamity piercing the earth, spectacularly nailing itself into the western front.

Vanessa emerged from behind with her azure dragon eyes. Seeing the dragons already wreaking havoc on the battlefield, she remained silent, drew her dragon sword, and coldly flapped her wings, flying towards the battlefield.

Wild elves, ogres, and even goblins.

Those who had helped in the battle against the Goddess of the Uncrowned City appeared from the portal, followed by a burly, strong man over two meters tall with short white hair.

The man, clad in armor and holding his sturdy arms, spat mockingly on the ground.

Marcus: (Hooffire Empire profanity*)

Former Eastern Marshal of the Hooffire Empire.

Marcus Kalendale, a peak level three god and the imperial god of death.

As he drew his fearsome weapon, the "Axe-Sword - Slaughter," the red-haired, crafted mecha girl, Bena, materialized beside him, her eyes filled with a fervent passion for the battlefield.

"Haven't had a proper big operation like this in a long time, have you?" Marcus chuckled.

"Yes, Lord Marcus! I can't wait to tear them to shreds!"

"Heh, then let's stretch our bodies a bit, though. Be careful not to go too far." "Yes, sir!"

At this time, the Western Frontier Central Army Headquarters.

Scarlett gazed at the dragons wreaking havoc on the southern army formations and the massive army charging across the plains, her pupils trembling slightly in their sockets.

What... what is this?
Where did the Fifth Princess borrow an army of nearly ten thousand men from?!

“That…that’s Marcus, the God of Slaughter of the Hooffire Empire!!” an officer who witnessed the scene through observation magic exclaimed in a trembling voice.

"You mean the one who slaughtered... one of the four marshals of the Hooffire Empire...!? Is this the army of the Hooffire Empire?!"

"Do not--"

Scarlett pursed her lips awkwardly.

“Uncrowned City,” she repeated, “is the combined lordship of Uncrowned City and its surrounding areas.”

She knew that the former Eastern Marshal was now the commander of Wuguan City, and the Second Prince couldn't possibly be unaware of this either. This was the result of the joint efforts of the Lion Garden Prime Minister and the Hooffire Southern Marshal. The Fifth Princess was indeed there at the time.

but……

Scarlett bit her lip with a bitter expression. She had considered that the Fifth Princess might be able to get reinforcements from Uncrowned City, but she wanted a portion of them, or rather, for them to come and attack from the front along with the army.

But could this scene be—

Did they really move almost the entire army of Uncrowned City directly to Lion Garden? How could that be possible with manpower alone, and why would the other side be willing to support them to this extent?
As she gazed at the enormous teleportation channel that still showed no signs of dissipating, her ominous premonition came true.

I'm afraid...

"Change course! Establish a defensive line!!"

Lucas issued the order in a rage.

"Let the Temple Army join forces for defense!"

Although the order was correct, Scarlett couldn't help but worry about the current situation. Reinforcements were still pouring in from the south, and if they were led by the renowned Marshal Hooffire—

She had to admit it.

In the face of such a renowned war general who shook the continent, the lord he served was still somewhat naive to want to be his enemy.

The dragon danced wildly, spewing breath that swept across the battlefield. The earth, pierced by the spiraling demonic spears, continuously emitted bursts of dark, magical electricity. The cavalry, under the cover of arrows, charged into the battle lines. More and more forces were engulfing the left flank of the battlefield...

However, this is not the end.

As the former Eastern Marshal led the Demon Kingdom soldiers to charge into battle, a large group of craftsmen dressed as technicians emerged from the portal behind the lake elves' cover. Under the command of a few leaders, they began to move some kind of massive war components. After being transported from the portal to the plains, they were quickly assembled on the spot.

Those heavy components were designed in advance, and their basic form was quickly visible during assembly—clearly, it was an incredibly massive anti-city magic cannon.

After the incident in the City of No Crown, the craftsmen became extremely interested in the cannon "Fara-Gai" made by the goddess of mechanics.

Although it's just a replica and doesn't have the power to destroy half a mountain like a magical weapon, just by looking at it, you can tell that the caliber of such a large cannon is proportional to its power.

"What the hell? What is that thing?!"

The officers at the Western Border Magic Cannon position were speechless as they watched a magic cannon, dozens of times larger than the one in their own position, being pushed out from the south.

What are they trying to achieve by releasing that kind of thing?
……

On the plain to the south, a man with a body so large it seemed inhuman squinted at the magic cannon.

The next moment, the black-haired boy who was catching the axe in front of him disappeared and coldly swung his sword toward his neck.

clang--!
Swinging his battle axe to block the attack, the second-level god of the Temple of War Gods was pushed backward and swung his axe back with a devastating blow.

A level three god nearby wanted to help but was helpless.

Putting aside the fact that even a second-level god had to block that slash, knocking the opponent away was beyond their expectations. Behind them, the enemy army on the plain surged towards their formation like a black tide.

The war is developing in a worrying direction—it's obvious to everyone.

Just kidding.

How could the War God Temple's conquest have ended in defeat?
"Are you aware of the consequences of doing this?" the second-level god asked Luo Wei coldly.

"Are you aware of the consequences of doing this?" Rowe asked the other party in return.

The battle axe pressed down on him with a sharp crack as he turned to the side and drew another sword.

The two clashed again, the sword and axe colliding due to the vast difference in their size, causing the earth to ripple with even greater force.

A god of the first rank.

The newly promoted second-level god of the temple.

"You will regret this." The second-level god suddenly pressed his battle axe down on him again, then jumped back and disappeared into the sky.

Luo Wei's gaze followed the figure indifferently, watching it quickly disappear into the horizon and vanish.

He then lowered his head and looked at the third-level gods and deities who were unaware of the situation.

"You heard that—"

He spoke coldly, and a divine light, completely different from before, began to rise from his body.

"He said I would regret it."

Level 3 God: "!!!"

(End of this chapter)