It was obvious they were just low-level rank. This was the information that could be obtained using identification skills. But in fact, a considerable part of the combat power they demonstrated had the strength of the intermediate threshold.
If only a very small number of night elves could understand this, that would be reasonable—after all, there's no shortage of geniuses and outliers in the Abyss, especially among the low-level ranks.
But among the more than two million Void Angels in front of them, more than one-third had reached the intermediate threshold in combat power. This was definitely an exaggeration.
"So far, the enemy has lost 300,000 winged men, and nearly two million abyss creatures have died on our side. The battle loss ratio has reached 1 to 6.5!"
The legendary night elf caster, who specialized in calculating the damage information of the entire war, gave a somewhat exaggerated figure.
After hearing this data, the night elf general took a deep breath.
This obviously far exceeded his expectations.
"Where did these winged people come from?!" The general felt solemn in his heart.
Although the abyssal creatures gathered on their side are called cannon fodder by them, this is because this is the Abyss!
If they were sent to many low level material planes, many professionals at the same level might not be able to challenge these abyssal creatures.
The power of the Abyss controlled by abyssal creatures is a very evil negative energy. Many races are helpless when fighting against it and cannot exert their full strength.
Just as the general was thinking about it, tens of thousands died in their abyss army on their side.
Under the swords, bows, spears, and hammers of these Void Angels, these low-level abyssal creatures had almost no ability to fight back, and could only rely on their massive numbers and attacks to retaliate.
Many Void Angels did not die in hand-to-hand combat, but were drowned by various energy attacks from abyssal creatures.
In this case, even high-level Void Angels could only be overwhelmed by hundreds of attacks.
Seeing this, the night elf general knew he could not continue like this, and he immediately issued an order:
"Send the Horned Demon Legion, Fire Demon Legion, and Night Shadow Leopard troops to the front!"
The herald who received the order quickly conveyed the general's command to the three legions who were always on standby.
Soon, the 300,000 Horned Demon Legion, 100,000 Balor Legion, and 10,000 Night Shadow Leopard Elf troops were dispatched.
These three legions were all elite forces built directly under the night elves in Duolun City, and they were not just soldiers.
The weakest army of 300,000 horned demons were all intermediate-level.
The 100,000 Flame Demon Legion had more than 90,000 intermediate ranks, and several thousand high-level ranks.
The most powerful among them belonged to the Dark Night Shadow Leopard Elf Troop, numbering 10,000, all of whom were at senior level or above. There was at least one master-level Shadow Leopard Knight for every ninety-nine senior Shadow Leopard Knights.
In other words, among the ten thousand Shadow Leopard Knights, there were at least one hundred master-level Shadow Leopard Elf Knights.
On the Black Wing City side, Ozzy, the leader, smiled with a wicked grin when he saw this.
"They finally couldn't bear it anymore."
After a few chuckles, Ozzy also gave his order to the herald beside him.
"They sent 410,000 elite troops, so we will also send 410,000 this time."
The number of low-level cannon fodder was not as high as the other side. This was normal. After all, their Black Wing City had only been established for more than a year, and the number of abyssal creatures that had gathered and surrendered was limited. It was definitely not as strong as Duolun City, which had been operating for hundreds or even thousands of years.
The city area of Black Wing City was only more than 8,000 square kilometers, and the territory radiated by its power was only a few hundred million square kilometers. It seemed very large, but in fact, it was only the size of Earth. For an Abyss Lord—even if only a small City Lord—it was considered very, very small.
An old city like Duolun City was the best example. The city covered an area of nearly 800,000 square kilometers, and the territory radiated by its power reached tens of billions of square kilometers, which was more than a hundred times that of Black Wing City today.
However, while the number of low-level cannon fodder was not as high, the number of mid-level, high-level, and elite units was not inferior at all, so Black Wing City would not lose even half a point to Duolun City.
Soon, 400,000 intermediate-rank Void Angels and 10,000 high-rank Void Angels joined the battlefield, targeting the elites sent by Duolun City.
In addition, more than a hundred top-level Descendants of the Void were also teleported to the battlefield. Their target was to hunt the master-level experts of the Shadow Leopard Elf Troops.
However, this 'hunting' was not about killing, but about secretly injecting void seeds into them.
Low-level cannon fodder and mid-level and high-level elites will die if they die. Today's Black Wing City doesn't care too much because there are too many abyssal creatures wandering in the lava wasteland. With the supply of abyssal creatures constantly born from the Abyssal Source Sea, it is, in a way, almost infinite.
But the number of those who have reached the master order and top order is still small.
Even in the abyss, those at the master order can be called strong.
Under the gazes of the top leaders of both sides, the elite troops sent by each finally came into contact and collided.
Both sides obviously had full confidence in their elite troops.
Needless to say, Black Wing City's confidence came from the fact that the energy of the Void Power has the characteristics of decomposition, devouring, empowerment, etc., and is absolutely difficult and terrifying. Coupled with the powerful physical bodies given by the Overeat, one plus one becomes greater than two, making the Void Angels, when fighting against creatures of the same level, capable of fighting or even killing beyond their level—so long as the enemies aren't mutants or geniuses with super-strong combat power.
Duolun City's confidence stemmed from repeated killings and wars.
Whether it was the Horned Demon Legion, the Fire Demon Legion, or the Dark Night Shadow Leopard Troop, all had been baptized in battles and wars. They were experienced in killing and mastered their various abilities. They were all of the same level—the elite among them.
Therefore, this time the collision between the two sides did not appear to be one-sided but fell into a stalemate. However, the Void Angel side of Black Wing City could vaguely be seen to have the upper hand, but the time was still short. This situation, in a battle between hundreds of thousands of legions, was not too obvious.
The more than a hundred dragon-shaped Descendants of the Void also hid their strength. They fought with the hundreds of master-level night elves in the Shadow Leopard Army. They suffered minor and serious injuries. However, in a short period, no one on either side died.
The master-level elves of the Night Shadow Leopard who were fighting could not see this clearly because they were in the middle of the situation, but the legendary night elves on the outside gradually noticed something suspicious.
"These pseudo-dragon monsters seem a bit at ease."
The Void Descendants did not have dragon blood but only had a dragon-like appearance, so the night elves could naturally recognize them.
Pseudodragon, Wurm, Dragonborn—among them, the pseudo-dragon is a superficial creature like the Descendant of the Void, the sub-dragon is a dragon-like creature with the blood of a true dragon, and the dragonborn is an intelligent creature gifted with the blood of a dragon.
Although the level of this group of pseudo-dragons was a bit too high—after all, ordinary pseudo-dragons are only at high levels, and top-level ones are quite rare.
As the observation deepened, although the legendary powerhouses among the night elves were unwilling to admit it, they did see that those pseudo-dragons were holding back.
At least part of them were going easy.
"Send another hundred thousand horned demons to death!" The night elf general frowned deeply and issued the third order.
No matter what conspiracy the other party had, maintaining the stability of the overall battlefield situation was what he needed to achieve now.
The Night Lord's order to him was just one word—"Consumption"!
By depleting Black Wing City's resources and leaving the opponent with no troops to fight, Black Wing City would only have high-level combat power left, and would have no choice but to huddle within the city with no ability to engage in expansion wars.
It has to be said that the Night Lord was also tolerant and stable enough.
In other words, among the abyss lords, they are either strong enough to not care about most conspiracies or have a stable enough character to tolerate them. Otherwise, they would have already been killed by other strong demons jealous of the Heart of the Abyss and eager to seize its treasure.
On the Black Wing City side, Ozzy's expression did not change when he saw that the night elves in Duolun City had once again dispatched 100,000 intermediate-level horned demon warriors.
The Black Winged Angels were not dispatched again.
But—
With a buzzing sound, the majestic and huge Arbitrary Any Door opened behind Ozzy, and tall black-winged angels flew out from it.
In the blink of an eye, the Black Winged Angels, who originally numbered fewer than 100,000 behind Ozzy, were replenished to nearly 2 million.
This was already the entire number of Black Winged Angels in Black Wing City. Including those who had just gone to the battlefield, the total was 4.8 million.
But Ozzy looked calm.
Because—
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In Black Wing City, the spirit of the Black Dragon Lord was immersed in the gray space.
Looking at the Void Angels, whose eyes changed from numb to lively, the Black Dragon Lord grinned.
On the battlefield, the corpses of the more than 600,000 Black Winged Angels who had died were constantly turning into dust one after another.
A stream of power poured into the body of the Black Dragon Lord, strengthening him and pushing its power toward the fourth level of the Legend.
But the Black Dragon Lord did not linger on this power. Instead, he stripped off this part of the power and gave the Black Winged Angels who had just died in battle another new life.
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On the desert island in the center of Black Wing City, the bodies of the dead Black Winged Angels reformed.
After that, the souls of the Black Winged Angels in the gray space also returned to their bodies, and one hundred thousand Black Winged Angels were resurrected.
Among them, there were 10,000 intermediate Black Winged Angels and 90,000 low-level Black Winged Angels.
My consciousness broke away from the gray space and returned to reality.
As soon as the thought came to mind, a tall Arbitrary Any Door opened.
One hundred thousand Black Winged Angels turned into a black torrent and disappeared into the door.
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At the volcanic battlefield—
The Any Door appeared, and then one hundred thousand Black Winged Angels rushed out of it, after which the door vanished.
Ozzy took a glance. His expression remained unchanged, but a smile appeared on his lips.
When the night elf camp saw that Black Wing City had once again added 100,000 warriors, they didn't see any problem. Instead, they began to mock:
"Originally, one or two million troops were replenished, but now only a hundred thousand. Black Wing City's troops are probably going to be wiped out."
"Yes, the individual strength of these winged men is indeed not bad, but this is the Abyss. In the Abyss, all kinds of demons and abyssal creatures are the main force of war." A legendary night elf warrior carrying a blade on his back sneered.
Didn't you see that only ten thousand of the night elves entered this war? And only those with advanced or master-level combat power.
They would not send night elves below the advanced level to the battlefield as cannon fodder.
"These winged men have such strength at the low level. It is not difficult to break through to the intermediate level. There is even a lot of hope for the high level. In the end, they are used as cannon fodder on the battlefield," said a legendary night elf thief dressed in black robes. He spoke calmly and couldn't help but feel a little sad for these Black Winged Angels.
This was following an Abyss Lord who had not developed his brain.
There is no problem with not caring about subordinates—after all, few Abyss Lords do.
But the powerful Abyss Lords almost all know how to use their subordinates to achieve greater effects and accomplish their goals.
The war continued.
The blood moon in the sky began to set gradually.
When one-third of the blood moon rotated, it marked the ten days of Tal.
The night elves finally began to feel that something was wrong.
"The Black Wing City camp started with nearly five million Black Winged Angels. After one-third of the blood moon rotation, there are now four million Black Winged Angels on the battlefield?!
As for their Duolun City side, the 40 million abyssal creature army originally assembled now only has about 15 million left. During this period, Duolun City is still gathering the abyssal army to join the battlefield. Otherwise, it would have already fallen below the scale of 10 million.
This is still just the scale of cannon fodder. Focusing on the battlefields of intermediate and high levels, Duolun City is already in danger.
At the beginning, Duolun City prepared 800,000 intermediate abyss warriors, 50,000 senior abyss warriors, 10,000 senior Night Shadow Leopard Elf Knights, and 10,000 senior Night Elf Archers.
As one-third of the blood moon rotates, Duolun City has consumed nearly 400,000 intermediate abyss warriors and more than 20,000 advanced abyss warriors. The Dark Night Shadow Leopard Knights and Dark Night Archers have also suffered several thousand casualties in total.
The number of mid-to-high-level warriors in Black Wing City has remained relatively stable—from 500,000 at the beginning to 400,000 now.
Whenever some Black Wing warriors are killed in Black Wing City, a new batch of Black Wing warriors will come to the battlefield.
"Damn it, there are so many winged warriors on the other side." The Night Elf general looked a little ugly.
Black Wing City was like a deep pit with no bottom, and troops were popping up like crazy.
This kind of unclear behavior made the Night Elf general gradually doubt the direction of this war.
The originally abundant self-confidence gradually diminished, bringing with it a hint of apprehension.
If he loses, the Lord will definitely punish him severely.
As for the Black-Winged Angels constantly turning to ashes on the battlefield, although the Night Elves also saw it, they did not think of any connection between this and the resurrection of the Black-Winged Angels. They thought it was some secret method.
Once some special secret techniques are used, their power will increase sharply and they will also be reduced to ashes. In addition, some races themselves are very special. After death, their bodies will wither and disintegrate quickly, like some plants.
Like vampires, when illuminated by the power of holy light, their bodies will turn into ashes after death. This is also a relatively special race and situation.
In the Abyss, there are too many special examples, so situations like the Black-Winged Angel's corpse turning into ashes and disappearing will not be taken too seriously.
But if it continues, the Night Elves will definitely find clues.
Because the breath of the Black-Winged Angel will not change after resurrection, but the appearance can be changed by the Black Dragon Lord at will. It is precisely because of the latter factor that this group of Black-Winged Angels has been resurrected. The angel was not discovered by the group of Night Elves in Duolun City.
But if it continues, and the previously dead Black-Winged Angel appears again with the same aura, it will undoubtedly allow the city of Duolun to spy on its secrets.
However—Black Dragon Lord, who was in Black Wing City, had stopped resurrecting the Black-Winged Angels at this moment and instead began to allow the power of the dead Black-Winged Angels to merge with himself.
As the war progressed, the number of dead Black-Winged Angels increased, and the aura of the Black Dragon became stronger and stronger.
Finally, at a certain moment, when most of the nearly five million Black-Winged Angels were killed on the volcanic battlefield, the Black Dragon, blessed by the power of millions of Black-Winged Angels, finally broke through the peak of the legendary third level and reached the threshold of the legendary fourth level.
The Black Dragon Lord's biological level has also successfully broken through from the 20th advanced level to the 21st intermediate level, which is the second level of the legend.
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