The vast desert of silver sand.

The wind was howling and dust was flying all over the sky.

'Rustle'

A team of sand lizard scouts are conducting their daily patrol in the Gobi Desert.

Although they were on patrol, everyone was talking and laughing along the way, and someone would laugh out loud from time to time.

It doesn't seem like a patrol, but more like an outing.

Although the enemy was very strong and had a fallen angel warrior under his command, there was only one of them, and as far as the eye could see, there were only rocks and weeds, with no sign of the enemy at all.

Therefore, the Knights' mentality is generally relaxed.

As I was walking leisurely, suddenly I heard a rumbling sound in the distant sky, like thunder.

But strangely, the sky was blue and there was not a single cloud in sight.

"What's going on? Where does the thunder come from?"

"It doesn't sound like thunder, but more like the whistling of the wind."

"Bullshit, how can there be such a sound?"

Just as they were wondering, someone suddenly pointed to the sky where the thunder came from and said, "Look, what is that?"

The knights looked up and saw a white line extending towards them rapidly in the gray sky, about three or four hundred meters high.

"It looks like a fast-growing white cloud."

"No, there seems to be something in front of the white cloud. It looks like a strange bird emitting white smoke. It has no wings and looks like a stick."

"What should we call this thing? A flying stick?"

“It’s so fast and so loud.”

"I say, are we just going to sit there and watch?"

These words alerted everyone, and they turned around and ran back to the military camp to report the news.

But they were too slow.

Before the team could turn around, the flying stick with white smoke in the sky had already reached above their heads and flew over with a "swish".

By the time everyone came to their senses, it was already very far away and so small that it was almost invisible.

“So fast!”

"How can it be so fast! It feels like it's flying faster than an angel!"

The scout knights looked at each other, still not understanding the situation.

At this moment, the black spot suddenly plunged to the ground.

A moment later, huge smoke and dust suddenly exploded from the ground. At the same time, the magic ring also showed terrible fluctuations, just like a tsunami.

Immediately afterwards, the ground of the Gobi Desert became as soft as water, and a circle of mud "tsunami" spread in all directions.

"Oh no, it's the location of the military camp!"

"Enemy attack! It's an enemy attack!"

It was not until this moment that the Sand Lizard Knight finally reacted.

"Buzz~~~"

At this time, the French Ring Storm arrived first.

It crashed into the Sand Lizard Knight with a devastating momentum.

The knights had no time to dodge, and in fact had no way to escape.

"Click, click, click, click!"

A blinding light suddenly flashed from the Sand Lizard Knight's body, and a faint cold white light shield appeared.

Although this spell shield is inconspicuous, it blocks the magic circle storm for the Sand Lizard Knights.

"Boom~~~"

A massive tsunami soon followed.

The shaking ground directly smashed the sand lizard under the knight into a pulp and also knocked the knight hundreds of meters into the sky.

But the cold white light shield once again almost perfectly protected the life of the Sand Lizard Knight.

When the storm subsided a little, the light of the cold white light shield dimmed a lot, and the sand lizard knights fell back to the ground from the sky one after another.

A sand lizard knight immediately shouted excitedly: "This is the blessing of fate from the Supreme God. Thank you, Supreme God!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a horn sounded in the Gobi Desert.

"Woo~~~~~Woo~~~~~"

The Gobi Desert was filled with sand and the magic ring was shaking violently, but the sound of the horn was distant and desolate, easily penetrating all the noise and reaching the soul of every indigenous warrior.

"It's the war horn of the Most High God!"

"Return to camp~Return to camp immediately and prepare for battle!"

"Isn't the military camp destroyed? Which military camp should we return to?"

"The blessing of the Supreme God will protect the warriors. There must be many surviving warriors in the barracks!"

The surviving Sand Lizard Knights quickly got up and headed towards the military camp in a daze.

At this moment, there were sounds of wind and thunder in the sky again.

When the soldiers looked up, they saw a large number of flying sticks with white smoke coming from the sky, flying towards the legion camp at lightning speed.

"Boom~~Boom~~Boom~~~"

Thunder was heard continuously from the direction of the legion camp, and many flames and rising dust could be seen.

There were indeed quite a few survivors in the military camp, as many shouting sounds could be heard faintly.

Some were roaring, some were shouting orders, and some were screaming.

It was a complete mess, leaving people completely confused, let alone the opponent's position.

"What the hell is going on?!"

"Where exactly is the enemy?"

"How to fight back?!"

Everyone was shouting and asking questions, but there were no answers.

In fact, every native warrior was running around and yelling like a headless fly.

Just as the Sand Lizard Knights were running wildly in the Gobi Desert, they suddenly heard a strange sound coming from behind them that they had never heard before.

"Woo~~~~Woo~~~~"

The sound was very deep and the ground was shaking slightly, giving the impression that a huge creature was approaching quickly from behind.

There was smoke and dust all over the sky behind me, and I couldn't see anything clearly. The strange noises were getting louder and louder, and the ground was shaking more and more violently.

"Supreme God, please guide us~~"

Some people prayed out loud unconsciously, but received no response.

At this moment, dense explosions suddenly occurred among the Sand Lizard Knights.

Flashes of fire, high-speed splashing iron streams, and violent shock waves hit the Sand Lizard Knight at a speed and density far beyond the limits of mortal reaction.

The cold white light shield blessed by the Supreme God was constantly activated, emitting bursts of bright light.

Although it blocked the attacks for the Sand Lizard Knights, the power of the blessing was also consumed violently, and the light shield became dimmer and dimmer.

After persisting like this for more than ten seconds, even the blessing of the Supreme God had exhausted its power and the light shield was completely extinguished.

The moment it went out, the Sand Lizard Knight's body was torn into a paste by the violent force.

Not long after this team of Sand Lizard Knights were killed, rows of huge Apocalypse chariots formed a huge wedge-shaped assault array, roaring through the obstruction of smoke and dust, and rushing across the Silver Sand Gobi at a speed of up to 150 kilometers per hour.

The chariot army was like a group of war beasts from the metal world, ruthlessly crushing the corpses of the indigenous warriors.

Some of the indigenous warriors still had the blessing of the Most High God in them, so they were violently knocked away by the chariots.

After being knocked away, all kinds of melee secondary weapons came towards it like a storm, exhausting the power of the blessing in an instant and smashing it into powder.

The main guns and secondary guns on the Apocalypse Tank were also roaring.

High-powered high-explosive shells rained down on the native military camp ahead.

In the sky, unmanned inflammable aircraft continued to clear the way ahead, disrupting the enemy's deployment with indiscriminate bombing.

Following closely behind were the tens of thousands of Lava Warrior Legions, who cooperated with the Apocalypse Chariot Array to clear out all the indigenous troops that attempted to counterattack.

The Gobi Desert, which was peaceful the moment before, became a completely destructive battlefield of iron and fire the next moment.

Behind the Apocalypse Chariot was the Dawn Guard Regiment commanded by Rosen himself.

These days, using Tiralilin as bait, they have been constantly inciting the Dawnbreakers to rebel, and now they have gathered about 200 Dawnbreakers, which is twice the expected number.

The Nature Empire also made every effort to produce solar essence, and ultimately exceeded the planned target by a large margin, allowing each Dawnguard to be loaded with approximately 100 grams of solar essence.

Among them, the Dawn Guardian controlled by Rosen was loaded with 2 kilograms of solar essence.

The Dawnbreakers followed the Nature Legion in a low-key manner, trying to save their strength as much as possible to deal with the subsequent high-energy magic ring battlefield.

At the same time.

In the astral void outside the lost plane, three teams of void gods were floating in it, watching the battlefield on the ground.

There were people chatting before the battle started, but after it started, there was only silence.

The Void Gods vaguely knew that the Natural Emperor would not fight alone, but they never expected that the Emperor's move would be so huge.

The 'suns' that exploded in the magic ring, the steel chariots that rushed through the dust, and the explosive weapons with astonishing speed, number and power, directly turned the ground battlefield into a sea of ​​fire.

After a long silence, the Lord of War Hegrid finally spoke.

"Obviously, this is a legion of 100,000 men, and they have already mastered a high-level force."

Wild Hunter Arnold was shocked.

"This is not war at all, this is massacre."

"This is not a battle we can get involved in."

Not to mention intervening, even getting closer could be life-threatening.

After all, the sun is raging on earth.

In the void, the Gods of Destruction and the Gods of Order were also there, and they were all silent at this moment.

After watching for more than an hour and seeing that the indigenous army had no power to fight back, the two major tribes of gods left the Lost Plane.

Margaret, the goddess of love, noticed this and whispered, "Dear, are we leaving too?"

The Lord of War nodded slowly: "No matter what the outcome, this fight is no longer something we can interfere with."

"What we are going to face next is bound to be the turbulent changes in the plane world."

"Let's go, let's go back quickly and be prepared for changes."

Outside the gate of creation.

Cicero was staying in a special purple-gold Dawnguard protection cabin, surrounded by a legion of about 3,000 Dawnguards.

He had naturally felt his opponent's attack.

He looked at the smoke mushrooms that were constantly "growing" in the southern sky, felt the warriors' souls being extinguished at a terrifying speed, and at the same time clearly felt the torrent of steel power that was rushing in like a flood.

The unexpected situation made Cicero frown slightly.

"I really underestimated the power of this natural emperor. He actually sent an army here quietly."

The vibration of the thread of time allowed him to roughly estimate the size and strength of the legion.

With a size of more than 100,000 people and the possession of low-level high-energy weapons such as fusion explosive nuclear bombs, it is already an extremely powerful force in the Mortal Empire, but in Cicero's eyes, it is not much stronger than the indigenous legion.

If the Dawn Empire was at its peak, it would only need to send out a Dawn Legion of 1,000 to easily defeat the enemy.

Unfortunately, the Dawn Empire has fallen apart. The more than three billion research scholars, the high-energy factories spread across the entire plane, and the millions of Dawn Legions have all been lost under the dual ravages of war and time.

The Dawn Empire today is not even capable of producing one gram of solar essence, and the amount of solar essence he has on hand is also dwindling, less than 5 kilograms in total.

Cicero secretly hated in his heart: "If it weren't for that idiot Oretus (note: the name of the last emperor) who used most of his strength on the plane time lag flow, I wouldn't be in such a dilemma now."

At this time, a purple and silver Dawn Guard stepped forward.

"Your Majesty, if this continues, the mortal army will be completely depleted. Please allow me to lead a Dawn Legion to crush the arrogant mortal army into dust."

There are three Dawn Guards like this one in purple and silver. They are the Dawn Thousand Captains appointed by Cicero, known as the Three Heroes of the Emperor.

They possess 12 rings of power and are battle mages trained by Cicero himself. They are also among his three most trusted and powerful warriors.

But Cicero shook his head.

"There is no need to waste the essence of the sun. Let this arrogant emperor come to us and then tell him what a real high-energy war is!"

After a pause, he continued, "3,000 Dawnbreakers are too many. There is no need to do that. Collect their solar essence and redistribute it to the 500 fighters to ensure that every fighter can fight at full strength!"

This way, each Dawnbreaker can carry 5 grams of solar essence.

Of course, no matter how lacking in strength he was, his own Dawnbreaker would be loaded with 1 kg of solar essence, and his Three Imperial Saints would also gain about 500 grams of strength.

As he issued the order, Cicero felt a deep sense of envy.

'Ah~~~ a budding high-energy empire, a healthy plane that has not been destroyed by high-energy wars, young and full of vitality, it is really a shining pearl. "

In comparison, the Lost Plane is riddled with holes and lifeless, with no future for development.

He secretly decided in his heart: "When I defeat you, I will take over your empire and make it a cornerstone of my renewed greatness."

(End of this chapter)