Pianos stood upright in the choir, the pianist sat behind the piano, the violinists, viola players and cellists took their positions, and all the orchestra members also stood in place, forming a grand choir.
As the conductor of the foreground band waved his baton, the piano sounded loud and powerful, playing the first note of the instrument. The rhythm of the piano became louder and louder, sounding the battle formation. It was as if thousands of troops were dispatched, and the earth was shaking.
At this moment, the sounds of various violins, large, medium and small, rang out. It was the sound of a river bursting its banks and a levee breaking. The overall sound became more magnificent and resounding through the sky.
Soon after, the orchestra members also joined in, and the momentum of the Demon Choir reached its peak.
The music then becomes majestic, like heavenly soldiers and generals descending with a loud bang, creating the world and marching forward.
As their choir's music sounded, waves of energy, carrying the power to destroy the world, rushed towards Suzaku Mountain.
Suzaku Mountain was also ready. Their great formation covered millions of miles, covering all areas under the jurisdiction of Suzaku Mountain. When the demons descended near the Four Divine Beasts Continent, their great formation had already been activated.
It was an extremely large Vermilion Bird, with its head facing south, advocating light and beauty, its red feathers spread out, covering a vast area of millions of miles, the Vermilion Bird Chaoyang Guarding Array. It was a large array established by the Lord God of Vermilion Bird, carrying the Lord God's supreme majesty and a supreme power that could swallow the sky and the sun.
Only with the protection of a large formation can those creatures who are not divine cultivators be protected and prevent the demons from swarming in and causing great suffering to all living beings.
Hundreds of billions of divine cultivators in Suzaku Mountain are preparing for war. They are wearing the brightest armor, holding the finest weapons, and in their bags are holy medicines and elixirs for healing, as well as talismans and so on.
Hundreds of millions of troops in Zhuque Mountain are ready to go, with anger in their hearts, hatred in their eyes, and humiliation in their souls. The damn demons have occupied our land, killed our people, robbed our resources, and enslaved our compatriots for millions of years.
Now, the demons have come to our Four Divine Beasts Continent again. They want to destroy our foundation, they want to kill everyone in the area under the jurisdiction of our Vermillion Bird Mountain, and they want to eliminate our people one by one.
There is no such way to bully people. We are weaker and we don’t have the protection of the Lord God. However, it does not mean that we don’t have the passion in our hearts, nor does it mean that we are ants that can be slaughtered at will. To defend our country, for our own survival and the survival of our descendants, we must fight the devil to the end.
Lingtai has no way to escape the divine arrow, the storm is as heavy as a rock and darkens the old home. I send my wishes to the cold stars, but I will sacrifice my blood to Xuanyuan.
The tens of billions of soldiers in Mount Suzaku were so angry that their eyes were about to burst. They roared, "I sacrifice my blood for Xuanyuan. With my blood, I will slaughter the invaders and the demons."
Millions of people roared: "With my blood, we will slaughter the invaders and the demons."
Their voices stirred up a wave that swept across the sky. It was the unyielding declaration of the Four Divine Beasts Continent and the solemn oath of the Four Divine Beasts Continent to fight against the demons. At the last moment of the country's destruction and extinction, everyone's heart was filled with the idea of dying for the country and filled with high morale.
The leader of Mount Suzaku, along with the elders, started a great battle formation on the mountain and chanted a spell: "Senior of the World Tree, now that disaster has come to our Four Divine Beasts Continent, let your descendants fight the invaders to the death. We must use our blood to irrigate this magical land. Even if we fall, we must shed our blood on the land we live on, because we deeply love this land that gave birth to us and raised us..."
"Senior World Tree, please prepare a battlefield for us. We need to set up a large formation and fight the enemy."
Wow! The World Tree created a battlefield out of thin air, with a green leaf-written character hanging above it: True God Arena. At the same time, the World Tree spoke: "All True Gods must go to the True God Arena, otherwise they will be killed on the spot."
The great formation of Mount Suzaku was opened, and the masters of Mount Suzaku rushed out like a tide. They were all divine beasts from the Four Divine Beast Continents, including: dragons, phoenixes, eagles, tigers, leopards, lions, and wild bulls… In the hands of all of them were immortal-grade treasures, lower-grade immortal-grade treasures.
This is a desperate battlefield using blood as a weapon, a bloody battle where heads are exchanged for heads.
The troops from Suzaku Mountain rushed out, the sea surged, the waves were raging, and hundreds of billions of people rode on divine beasts with the cultivation level of virtual gods, the earth was shaking, the starry sky was shaking, and they rushed towards the team of the Heavenly Demon Virtual God.
The demons have gone too far. They actually want to destroy our race, enslave our continent, and take away our priceless treasures. If we don't fight, we will all die.
Now, if we fight we will die, and if we don’t fight we will also die, so should we fight or not
Of course it is war. Killing a celestial demon means destroying a part of the demon's vitality. Killing a celestial demon can recover the losses for the continent.
The divine treasures in their hands emitted a dazzling light that illuminated the sky. Bursts of raging flames came out of their bodies. That was the Vermillion Bird True Fire. The Vermillion Bird True Fire burned the heaven and earth and rushed towards the Heavenly Demon.
The demons were also angry. Oh my god, the natives who have been suppressed by us for so many years have become so powerful. Can you resist us, the descendants of Allah, and resist us from spreading the gospel to the Continent of the Four Divine Beasts
"The light of God is everlasting, the world of God is everlasting, we are all believers of God, we want to shine the light of God to the three thousand worlds. You ignorant people, you are all believers of Satan, you are all sinful people, God said that the world should be destroyed, only by destroying you can there be world peace?"
All the demons radiate the holy light of Allah. They are all believers of Allah. They are all the glory of Allah. The swords in their hands must bring honor to Allah.
Both sides had tens of billions of people, fighting across a vast land of one hundred thousand miles.
It was the collision of two ocean currents, it was the most tragic song of life.
The sword light faces the sword shadow, the spear faces the halberd, the divine dragon faces the silver phoenix, and the brave one wins when they meet on a narrow road.
Amid the flashing of swords and the shadows of sabers, heads were flying everywhere. Not all of those heads were complete. Some were missing ears, some were missing noses, some were missing skulls, and some were chopped off diagonally, killed by their opponents, and were flying in the air.
When they were in the air, they were not dead yet. They saw their corpses still rushing forward, carried by their mounts... Their heads could not fly in the sky for long, and fell to the ground, being trampled by countless mythical beasts.
Some were broken limbs, whether arms, torsos, or palms, all were flying around, surrounded by light and became birds flying in the sky.
The weapons collided and fought each other, and the sound that could be heard was like the sound of iron hammering. Each sound was so real and each sound was so thrilling.
Blood was gushing out. The earth, the vast land of tens of thousands of miles, was covered with blood. The blood became rivers, meandering across the earth.
“Kill, kill, kill!”
"Kill him for our continent!"
"Kill the demons and serve the continent."
As they killed, there were endless shouts. The soldiers of the Four Divine Beasts were fearless and brave. This was a battle to defend their country, a battle to face death with equanimity. Even if they fell, they would still be heroes of the Four Divine Beasts Continent. Their death was just a return to their mother's arms. After hundreds of years, they would be reincarnated again, and by then they would still be heroes.
“Kill, kill, kill!”
"The evil must be eradicated, and we will destroy the world!"
"We want to destroy the world. They are all sinners who deserve to die."
The demons also shouted loudly for death. They knew that only by occupying the continent of the four sacred beasts and finding the real Vermillion Bird Feather could they cut down Jianmu, build Noah's Ark, survive the catastrophe of the gods' decline, and allow the people of the demon continent to survive.
Fighting bloody battles with the natives for the survival of their own race is the duty of every demon.
Killing, sword flashes, blood, broken limbs, bloody, dead bodies, mythical beasts and soldiers roaming the battlefield formed a most extraordinary picture.
On the battlefield where the World Tree spreads out, each side has more than 10,000 true gods.
The chains of Shinto order rattled on their bodies, their eyes shone with endless light, and in their hands were peerless treasures.
Today is the moment of decisive battle, today is the critical moment of life and death.
Although their numbers are relatively small, their battlefield is indeed very large.
They shouted, "Chief," and each of them was several hundred feet tall, a giant that could stand tall and straight. The weapons in their hands also became the size of mountains, surrounded by energy and light that could pierce the world.
The true gods of Mount Suzaku had flames flying in front and behind them, burning the battlefield built with Jianmu branches and leaves into a mountain of flames. They were the gods of Mount Huoyan, rushing out of the raging flames, and smashing their opponents with weapons as big as mountains.
There are holy lights lingering around the demons. They are the source of light in the world. That sacred and holy light surrounds all people and protects them.
They saw swords, spears, and halberds, and the Vermillion Bird Feather.
Among the masters of the Nine Stars of True God, there was a precious fan made of Vermillion Bird feathers in his hand. As he fanned it, the Vermillion Bird flame transformed into a Vermillion Bird and rushed towards them.
Their priest who was at the peak of the True God stretched out the scepter in his hand, and a sacred aura spread. It was the shadow of Allah that appeared and rushed towards Suzaku.
On the battle platform that stretched for billions of miles, they were carrying out the most brutal killing.
Divine paths were flying, treasures were flying, every strike shattered the mountains and rivers, every strike destroyed the stars.
Kill, kill, kill!
At this moment, only fighting can break the deadlock, only fighting can achieve the goal, and only fighting can realize the immortality of one's own race.
Rumble, a true god fell down, and the battlefield was shaking.