Chapter 429 - 115: Resolve

However, while some are thinking of escaping to secluded islands in the sea for refuge, there are also forces struggling to resist.

"Is the Black Wing Nest not planning to retreat?"

The Wood Elf Empress Eliza murmured to herself.

Beside her, the Frost Elf Empress Denise frowned slightly, knowing that Eliza was hesitating and conflicted.

Conflicted about whether to retreat or to help the Black Wing Nest resist the Demon Army from Cold Frost City.

Over the years, the Grassland Elves and Frost Elves had received much care from the Black Wing Nest.

In the beginning, the two major Elf tribes paid various wealth and their long-preserved magic knowledge in exchange for the Black Wing Nest’s help to fend off the invading Demon Army.

But later on, the continuous wars drained the resources of the two Elf tribes, making them unable to pay the Black Wing Nest enough compensation, yet the Black Wing Nest did not withdraw their troops, leaving the two Elf tribes to fight the Cold Frost City demons alone.

This behavior naturally won the goodwill of the two Elf tribes, especially the Grassland Elves of the Good Faction, who were deeply moved and abandoned their prejudice against the monsters and evil of Black Wing Nest.

Moreover, as the Black Wing Nest later dispatched large forces to spread throughout the Southern Continent and fought demons on the front lines, this sentiment was further elevated.

It should be known that fighting demons on the front line, for so many years, how many brave and fierce warriors have perished?

The behavior of the Black Wing Nest, disregarding their own interest loss to help other beings, is truly of the Good Faction.

"I’ve decided that since the Black Wing Nest isn’t backing down, neither will we Grassland Elves."

After a long while, the Grassland Elf Empress Eliza made a difficult and resolute decision.

Denise, the Frost Elf Empress, heard and sighed as if she already expected it,

"Why bother? With the main force of the Cold Frost City demons descending, and the Dark Frost Giant Lord guarding the Gate of the Abyss on the Floating Island, perhaps only the three major Sea Races in Tal can stop them."

As long-lived beings, the Frost Elf Empress and Grassland Elf Empress naturally knew some secrets of Tal.

Facing Denise’s persuasion, Eliza shook her head and said, "The Black Wing Nest can be said to have saved the southern beings... With the Black Wing Nest standing at the forefront now, I can’t persuade myself to flee."

Denise did not advise further. She knew it was Eliza’s own insistence, and at the same time, it was the insistence of the entire Grassland Elves.

She could understand but could not do it herself.

"I need to be responsible for my tribe." was all Denise said.

Compared to the Good Faction’s Grassland Elves, the Frost Elves, being of the Neutral Faction, did not have such a strong moral sense.

As long as it didn’t involve her own interest, or didn’t involve fundamental interests, Denise was still willing to help the Black Wing Nest, after all, what the Black Wing Nest had done and sacrificed over the years was not false.

To fend off the Cold Frost City demons, countless warrior lives have faded!

But, in the face of tribe survival or extinction, Denise still made a difficult choice.

"I understand you too." Eliza smiled faintly, without feeling that the choice of the Frost Elf Empress Denise was disgraceful in any way.

She understood that Denise was being responsible for her tribe.

In contrast, Eliza herself seemed a bit ’selfish.’

Although the Grassland Elves would certainly follow Eliza’s choice without hesitation, Eliza’s pain was inevitable.

She knew what result her choice would lead to for the Grassland Elf race.

"Take good care of those children for me."

Finally, with silent confrontation between the two empresses, Eliza spoke.

The children Eliza referred to were the yet immature Grassland Elves.

Leading the tribe to war naturally could not involve taking underaged children to a battlefield where death was nearly certain.

This was also to leave a seed for the tribe.

"I will." Denise nodded, silent.

... As time slipped by swiftly, at the border of the Dark Forest, about two thousand kilometers northwest, the Black Wing Nest’s warriors stationed there engaged in a fierce life-and-death battle with the vanguard of Cold Frost City’s army.

Soul Angels, Frost Angels, Wood Angels, Power Angels, Giant Angels, the converted angels from the Ghost Race exceeded a million in number.

Their strength at least was Middle Tier, among them thousands of High Tier angels.

On the ground, hundreds of thousands of Jackal Wolf Rider Knights, goblin warriors, and Giant Demon Warriors roared their fury, battling against the seemingly endless Demon Army, determined and fearless.

There was not a trace of fear in their eyes, only frenzy.

Such a scene even made the strong among Cold Frost City demons feel a chill in their hearts.

Demons, although chaotic, evil, and brutal, cherish their lives when their brains are functioning.

Naturally, they fear death too.

Especially the higher Tier demons, who have a stronger hold on rationality and are less swayed by their chaotic nature.

"These creatures resemble demons more than we do." A Tier Four Legendary Ice-winged Demon Commander, ’Sears,’ remarked.

At this moment, it couldn’t help but take an interest in the Black Wing Nest.

What kind of Lord, or what kind of means, could make these creatures lose their fear of losing life?

After a brief musing, the Ice-winged Demon Commander Sears no longer regarded these bird-like creatures and monsters, leading millions of Cold Frost City Flying Demons directly past this battlefield, aiming straight at the towering Black Castle in the Dark Forest.

Millions of Ghost Race Angels and monster followers watched the overwhelming demons fly overhead, feeling powerless.

Because at this moment, they were entangled with millions of demons, with almost every Black Nest Warrior facing more than ten demons.

Of course, they weren’t facing that many at once, but battling several at the very least.

Relying on their superior individual strength over these demon cannon fodders, the Black-winged Warriors slaughtered frenziedly, and before long, they had killed over a million demons.

But when they looked up, the demons before them were still overwhelmingly dense, all around, with no apparent reduction.

As time passed, some weaker Black-winged Warriors exhausted their strength and energy, being overwhelmed by the relentless demon attacks.

Just as these demons excitedly attempted to devour the souls and flesh of the Black-winged Warriors, their bodies instantly turned to ash and black smoke, disappearing.

This left quite a number of demons stunned, but engulfed in this war, they had no time to ponder, continuing to fight, or perishing at the hands of the Black-winged Warriors.

In the distant sky, a gigantic Frost Floating Island emerged.

And this also symbolized the arrival of the main force of the Demon Army.

A number of Legendary Demons stood atop the Floating Island, observing the slaughter below with varying expressions.

"Hasn’t the vanguard led by Sears passed through some time ago, and yet these creatures are still holding on?"

Several Legendary Demons were puzzled and surprised.

They followed the Lord down to this place, not considering it as a real battle.

They were here to taint the land and harvest souls and flesh from it.

In short, they came for a buffet, without the intent for intense combat.

The Black Wing Nest wasn’t worthy.

"Lord Snow Demon, shall your subordinate step in to sweep away these vermin?"

The Legendary Tier Three Unicorn Ice Demon asked respectfully.

The ’Lord Snow Demon’ it referred to appeared as an ordinary human man but with white hair, beautiful and not at all harmful in appearance.

On the surface, he looked harmless, yet hundreds of Legendary Demons, whether hideous, ugly, or robust, stood behind him.

The eyes of these Legendary Demons glancing at the Snow Demon were filled with fear and awe.

He is the first war general under the command of the Dark Frost Giant Lord Thorne, a peak Tier Five Legendary figure—the Snow Demon ’Melos.’