I Am the Minecraft Master, Not the God of Light!

As the magical torrent created by the power of the God of Magic swept across, the Demon Race's harassment operation plan collapsed instantly.

The tens of thousands of Demon Race troops that had been organized melted away in an instant, and among the three God-level beings, only two managed to escape by reacting quickly.

Even so, one was grazed by a beam of light, and half of their body disappeared, barely surviving by relying on the unique vitality of the Evil Spirit.

The abyss created by the Primordial Abyss, however, remained intact. After all, the area east of the Sky Chasm had been occupied by the Demon Race for a long time, the power of the Seven Sacred Artifacts could not penetrate deeply, and the power of the World Will was terrifyingly weak.

Especially since the Primordial Abyss had gone all out, continuously siphoning the origins of other worlds.

If the condition for the Primordial Abyss to open was "burning money," then every second cost billions.

It was only because the Demon Race had deep reserves that they could temporarily withstand it.

At the very least, if Rayquaza and the others didn't act, no amount of God-level beings could shake the abyss rift created by the Primordial Abyss in the Demon Race occupied territory.

However, in a sense, wasn't this precisely the opportunity for the Church of Dawn?

"By the Pope's divine decree, leave no Demon Race alive!"

Accompanied by the earth-shattering roars of the Dragon Race, Lily Ais and the others, leading the Dragon Riders making their first appearance, swept across the Sky Chasm and pressed forward.

The relatively intact God-level being who struggled out of the ruins spat out a mouthful of black blood, their eyes filled with the terror of impending doom.

The other side of the sky had brightened.

Over a dozen God-level beings, no weaker than him and some even stronger, were charging over aggressively, while the remaining nearly a hundred were Saint-level according to the Demon Race's assessment.

At this moment, he finally understood that the Demon Race had still underestimated the Church of Dawn too much.

Their foundation was far stronger than the Demon Race had imagined.

It wasn't until a majestic, azure blue phantom flashed across the distant horizon that the Demon Race's God-level being completely broke down.

"A Divinity Holder! They sent a Divinity Holder!"

The aura of that Divinity Holder wasn't as domineering as many Demon Race Divinity Holders he had seen; perhaps it was not much different from a True God.

But no matter what, that was a Divinity Holder who had forged a divine personality and condensed divine authority.

Even a True God was not someone they, as God-level beings, could compare to the Divinity Holder.

Run!

At this moment, he had no intention of resisting whatsoever; the selfish Demon Race never possessed a spirit of sacrifice.

Hardening his heart, he slapped his Evil Spirit God-level companion, who was still in a daze.

Facing a fierce beast, he didn't need to run faster than the beast, just faster than his companion.

This Evil Spirit God-level being would attract Lily Ais and their attention; at the very least, he thought, the Church of Dawn would definitely need information from a God-level being.

And at that moment, he would have the chance to delve deep into the Mist Forest and escape into the abyss.

Looking at his Evil Spirit companion's ferocious and resentful face, listening to the soul-piercing shriek, the Mind Flayer God-level being remained unmoved.

He wasn't abandoning his teammate to escape; he was making a strategic retreat.

Only if he survived could he send back the news of the Church of Dawn's army invading their territory.

The Mist Forest was close at hand...

But what awaited him were five God-level dragon breaths.

Unfortunately, Lily Ais and the others had no intention of capturing a Demon Race God-level being for information.

The moment they crossed the Sky Chasm, they only needed to keep advancing.

In the final second of melting in the scorching heat of the dragon breath, the God-level Mind Flayer still clung to the hope of escape.

The first battle across the Sky Chasm ended with an unexpected extreme speed.

Leyal landed on the ground and gazed at the rift of the Primordial Abyss before them.

"Bishop Leyal, should we notify Her Majesty the Phoenix King and the others to defeat the abyss rift?"

Roque asked softly, and Leyal pondered for a moment before shaking his head.

"No, that would expose the existence of Her Majesty the Phoenix King and His Majesty Rayquaza. Furthermore, given the current situation, leaving this abyss might be our opportunity!"

Roque was startled for a moment, and Leyal immediately turned to look at Hestor.

"Hestor, begin."

"Yes!"

Hestor excitedly turned back to look at the Dwarf Race brought over by the Dragon Riders, raising a Redstone Block high and shouting with fervent enthusiasm.

"My people! The Redstone Technology bestowed upon us by His Holiness the Pope is finally about to shine in our hands!"

"For His Holiness the Pope! Redstone Bombardment Sequence, TNT Duplicators! Build!"

Accompanied by the Dwarves' rousing shouts, a group of Dwarves swarmed forward.

Almost at a visible speed, full-sized Redstone Mountain-Opening Cannons and Matrix Bombardment TNT Duplicators were continuously taking shape.

Not far away, another group of Dwarves kept dropping Iron Blocks and Pumpkin Blocks, and Iron Golems, emitting grating friction sounds, staggered about in the area east of the Sky Chasm.

Seizing this opportunity, Leyal arranged for the Angel Race to quickly return and deliver the battle report, and urged the subsequent Dawn Heavy Cavalry to quickly build a passage for other Dawn Knights to cross the Sky Chasm and engage in combat.

After completing all of this, Leyal didn't even bother arranging for people to clean up the battlefield or collect useful Demon Race materials.

Turning his head, he saw that the awe-inspiring Redstone Bombardment Sequence was already in place before the Primordial Abyss rift.

Leyal turned to look at the faintly visible Primordial Abyss above the distant eastern sky.

"Let's begin, declare the counterattack of Rodri Continent to the Demon Race, declare the war of the Church of Dawn!"

The Redstone Cannons were ignited, and TNT surged out like a flood, all entering the Primordial Abyss rift.

"Markov, I'll leave this place to you. Lead the Dawn Knights in an orderly advance."

"Yes, Bishop Leyal!"

Leyal leaped up and jumped onto Roscorro's back.

The Dawn Holy Rider was wielded proudly in his hand.

"With the might of thunder! Eastward Crusade!"

Taking all units suitable for blitzkrieg, the Dragon Riders, the Purifiers, the Night's Watch...

As well as all powerhouses whose strength reached above Hero Knight and Archmage, Leyal rode off like a flash, disappearing into the horizon of the Mist Forest in the blink of an eye.

It wasn't until the torrents of magic that occasionally bloomed to harvest the scattered Demon Race gradually disappeared from sight.

Only then did everyone realize that this swift counterattack had lasted less than half an hour.

From flying across the Sky Chasm to launch a surprise attack on the Primordial Abyss rift, to Leyal handing over wartime command and leading the Crusader vanguard away in a blitz.

All in all, less than half an hour...

This kind of extreme speed in warfare left many people unable to react in time.

If even the Church of Dawn was like this, let alone the Demon Race.

It's likely that by the time Leyal and his forces cut through the Mist Forest, the Demon Race might not have even received the news...

No.

Markov glanced at the continuously bombarding Redstone Sequence.

The Demon Race must have received the news, but they haven't figured out the full extent yet, and organizing a counterattack will probably take some time.

This period is their opportunity.

The Crusader blitz is all about catching the enemy off guard.

Speed is the word that runs through everything.

Pulling himself together, Markov looked back for a moment; the Sky Chasm had already been constructed into a passage wide enough to accommodate tens of thousands of troops crossing simultaneously, thanks to the rapid construction by the Dawn Heavy Cavalry.

At this time, a large number of cavalry were already stepping onto the occupied Demon Race territory.

Uriel stepped forward.

"Other outposts have received the news and are building passages to cross the Sky Chasm."

Markov quickly arranged:

"Divide the forces into two paths. Uriel, you head south, and I'll head north, expanding the front line and setting up Redstone Fortresses. Remember, the flames of war must absolutely not cross the Sky Chasm and affect the west."

"Yes!"

In an instant, after the Dawn Knights army crossed the Sky Chasm, it quickly split into two.

As they advanced along the way, a large number of Iron Golems and Redstone Fortresses were also continuously created.

For over two hundred years, the counterattack front line of the Alliance of a Hundred Races had crossed the Sky Chasm for the first time, reclaiming the land that once belonged to them.

And at this time.

The battle report was also sent back to the Starting Place by the extremely fast Angel Race.