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The Desert of Chaos, the central region...

*Boom!*

"Ahhh!"

The deafening explosion echoed across a radius of two hundred meters. In an instant, hundreds of white-armored soldiers were hurled five hundred meters away by the blast's force.

High above, a striking silver-haired figure floated, her alluring form clad in black armor. In her hand, she wielded a black magic staff adorned with a swirling red ice pattern along its shaft.

She was none other than Lilith Crimson, one of the three Demon generals.

Now, she gazed at the hundreds of lifeless human troops strewn across the ground from her previous attack, a puzzled expression crossing her cold, beautiful face.

"What is happening? Why are they so recklessly sacrificing their troops?" Lilith wondered inwardly, astonished.

As the battle commenced, humanity's army and the Demon army clashed immediately. However, she was profoundly confused by the strategies devised by humanity's leaders, which struck her as utterly unreasonable.

Not only had they positioned two generals at the forefront, but they were also recklessly sacrificing their troops.

Such plans and tactics were clearly bewildering, both to her and the other Demon generals.

"What are they really planning?" Lilith bit her lower lip, her heart heavy with mixed emotions.

For some reason, she sensed that something significant was about to unfold.

Taking a deep breath, she turned her attention to Heidel and Terran, who were battling Valen, the Spear Hero of Mankind, along with his partner, Guren.

Meanwhile, Garan, positioned about eight hundred meters away, was enthusiastically decimating the front lines of humanity's army.

With the other generals of humanity absent, Garan found himself in the same predicament as her—lacking a worthy opponent.

Snapping out of her reverie, she surveyed the human army below, fighting desperately against her Demon forces, her expression remaining indifferent.

"Eternal Snow!" She raised her magic staff in her right hand, casting a mid-level spell.

*Whoosh!*

In an instant, a massive magic circle materialized in the sky, unleashing a blizzard that froze hundreds of human soldiers into ice sculptures.

Upon witnessing this, the Demon soldiers fighting below were momentarily taken aback before erupting into cheers as they smashed the ice sculptures to smithereens.

Lilith quickly diverted her gaze and soared toward the heart of humanity's army, ready to strike again.
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However, just as she flew a few meters away, a shocking event unfolded.

The once bright blue sky darkened instantly, consumed by dense black clouds. Thunderous booms of lightning echoed, causing everyone to tremble in fear.

Seeing this sudden change, Lilith halted her movements, on high alert.

"What is happening?" She whispered, her eyes narrowing as she tightened her grip on her magic staff.

This shift in weather filled her with a sense of foreboding, as if something terrible was about to occur.

"Damn it! What's going on? Why did the sky suddenly turn black?"

"I don't know, but I can't shake the feeling of goosebumps."

"Yeah, I feel it too!"

The Demon soldiers and human soldiers paused their battle, staring at the strange phenomenon with panic, anxiety, and a mix of other emotions.

Even Heidel, who was engaged in combat with Valen, and Terran, who was facing Guren, halted their fights.

"What's going on?" Heidel narrowed his eyes, his vigilance at its peak.

"Oh? Has it begun already?" Valen's cheerful voice suddenly rang out, causing Heidel to gasp in surprise.

"Begun? What do you mean?" Heidel inquired coldly.

Valen merely smiled faintly and replied, "You'll find out soon enough."

Just as Valen spoke, a massive blue magic circle, stretching a kilometer wide, suddenly appeared in the darkened sky.

At the same time, thousands of skeletal hands emerged from the sand, grasping the corpses of fallen human and Demon soldiers before pulling them beneath the surface.

Those who witnessed this horrifying scene were left speechless as dread slowly seeped into their hearts.

"F***! What is that!?"

"Is that a hand from the underworld? Why is it here?"

"Where are they taking the bodies?"

A wave of fear swept through both the Demon army and humanity, causing those who had previously fought fiercely to instinctively distance themselves from one another.

Meanwhile, Lilith stood frozen in horror at the sight of the skeletal hands, a terrible premonition forming in her mind.

"Is that—" Before she could finish her thought, the magic circle in the sky emitted an intensely bright blue light.

"Ancient-Level Magic: Gravity Manipulation!"

An indifferent voice suddenly boomed from above, accompanied by an overwhelming pressure that engulfed the entire Demon army in the Desert of Chaos.

*Boom!*

The pressure forced everyone to collapse onto the sand, rendering them unable to move a single finger.

"Shit! What the hell!? Why can't I move!?"

"This pressure is unbearable! It feels like my bones are being crushed!"

"General Lilith, help us!"

The terrified cries of the Demon army echoed across the battlefield, startling the human soldiers.

"What's happening? Why are they all being suppressed like that?"

"Is it because of that mysterious voice?"

"I don't know, but isn't this our chance?"

With that last remark, they all snapped to attention, their eyes filled with killing intent.

Quickly, they raised their weapons and launched a counterattack against the Demon army.

"Argh! No!"

"You bastards, humans!"

The tide of battle shifted dramatically, and the previously dominant Demon army found itself overwhelmed, leading to numerous corpses falling on their side.

On the other hand, Lilith, feeling the pressure from the magic circle above, sensed her heart racing, and her grip on her magic staff tightened slightly.

"Ancient-level magic? How is that possible!?" She wondered in disbelief.

The expression on her beautiful face, once filled with indifference, now turned pale.

Ancient-level magic represented the highest tier of magical power, and mastering it was exceptionally challenging. Even she, a Sovereign Mage, had only managed to master two of these powerful spells.

Furthermore, casting ancient-level magic was extremely mana-draining, typically reserved for moments of dire necessity.

What surprised her most was not only the presence of this ancient magic but also how it had manifested. Given the magic field in the Desert of Chaos, it was impossible for a Great Mage like Rain—or even a Sovereign Mage like her—to wield ancient-level magic.

"So, now I see why they had the audacity to send two generals to lead the battlefield," she muttered in a serious tone.

Though she didn't know how they accomplished it, Lilith was certain that Rain Violet must have cast the ancient magic.

Taking a deep breath, she shifted her gaze upward, scrutinizing the giant magic circle as she contemplated ways to destroy it.

However, she quickly realized that the structure of the magic circle was incredibly complex, and given her current state, which was far from optimal, destroying it seemed nearly impossible.

"It's better to save the troops below first," Lilith said, shaking her head.

She then focused on the battlefield below, where the Demon army was being ruthlessly slaughtered by humanity. Without hesitation, she raised her magic staff and launched an attack against them.

***

"Damn it! Ancient magic? How is that possible?" Garan muttered in disbelief, gritting his teeth as he struggled against the overwhelming pressure from the magic circle above.

He had never imagined that humanity could harness ancient-level magic, leaving him utterly stunned.

As he turned his gaze forward, he saw humanity's army mercilessly slaughtering his Demon forces, igniting a fire of fury within him.

"Bastards!" Garan roared, attempting to rise to his feet, only to be struck by excruciating pain.

It felt as if his bones were shattering and his muscles were tearing apart.

Despite the agony, he persevered, lunging toward the human army with fierce determination.

Eight hundred meters away, Terran, engaged in battle with Guren, was taken aback by the sight of the colossal magic circle above, his eyes widening in terror.

"Ancient-level magic?" He muttered in disbelief, retreating cautiously, but an overwhelming pressure suddenly descended upon him.

The force caused him to vomit blood and collapse to his knees, rendering him unable to move a single finger.

Seeing this, Guren couldn't help but laugh, his cocky smile returning after a long absence.

"Hahaha! Are you surprised, Demon?" Guren taunted coldly, folding his arms across his chest.

Terran gritted his teeth and shot him an indifferent glare. "How is it possible for you humans to wield ancient-level magic?"

Given the magic field in the Desert of Chaos, the ability to wield ancient-level magic was highly improbable—a fact that Lilith had already confirmed to him.

Still, he never imagined humanity could achieve such a feat, which both astonished and terrified him.

Guren smirked playfully, shaking his head as he replied, "You don't need to know the details. Today is the day you're buried, Demon!"

Without uttering a word, Guren tightened his grip on his sword and lunged toward him.

Holy power faintly coalesced around him, dramatically amplifying the aura surrounding his body.

"Die!" Guren shouted as he swung his sword, aiming for Terran's head.

*Slash!*

The strike was so swift that Terran had no time to react, and his head was severed in an instant.

*Splash!*

Blood gushed like a fountain from Terran's neck, creating a horrifying scene for anyone who witnessed it.

Guren couldn't contain his laughter, exclaiming loudly, "Hahaha! At last, I've killed you!"

In previous wars, Terran had caused him immense frustration, overwhelming him time and again.

Thus, he harbored a deep-seated hatred for Terran, even more than for Valen.

But now, having finally slain him, he felt an overwhelming sense of triumph.

Just as he reveled in his victory, the surrounding battlefield suddenly transformed into a vast grassland.

In an instant, Terran's headless corpse vanished from sight, leaving Guren standing alone.

Guren's eyes widened in disbelief as he gasped, "An illusion? How is that even possible!?"

Meanwhile, Heidel, who had witnessed the enormous magic circle appearing in the sky along with the terrifying pressure that enveloped him, could only stare in shock before finally frowning.

"Ancient magic? What an unexpected strategy," he murmured, clenching his fists.

Though the pressure from the ancient magic was immense, it wasn't enough to bring him to his knees like the other Demon soldiers. However, it still impacted him enough that he could feel his demonic power stirring slightly.

"As expected of an Arch-demon. The pressure of ancient magic doesn't seem to faze you at all," Valen remarked, his voice laced with mockery.

Heidel shot Valen a cold glare and offered a faint smile.

"Did you devise this plan specifically to counter us?" he asked casually.

Valen merely flashed a playful grin, refusing to answer.

*Boom!*

A surge of holy power erupted from Valen, enveloping him in radiant red armor.

With the Soaring Dragon Holy Spear drawn and aimed at Heidel, he licked his lips and proclaimed, "Now it's time to begin the real battle."