"Enable speed!" The barbarian demon waved his whip and whipped it mercilessly on a bad demon. This whip can cause pain that penetrates the bone marrow, but it will not affect physical activities, which makes the barbarian demon secretly proud. "Pull it quickly! Transport this thing to the front!"
"This thing" is a heavy guy on a six-wheeler, covered by canvas and tied tightly with ropes. Judging from the bulging canvas, it is a thick and long guy, very much like a siege hammer. But how can the siege hammer be used to defend the front line? The evil demons can't figure it out and dare not ask. They are confused even how to overcome the difficulties in front of them, so how can they have the ability to take care of other things?
This is another confrontation in a bloody battle, which happened far away from the Bronze Fortress, but the scale was larger than the last time. Lord Bayer has not returned yet, but the devil's war machine will not stop operating because there is no one person missing. Since no one can withstand the consequences of the Bronze Fortress being attacked, the Eight Demon Generals made a decision to arrange a larger depth of defense this time, extend the defense distance, and prepare to resist the demon's offensive with a little more sacrifice.
Therefore, the devils must bring their "Demonic Light Killing Cannon" to the new frontline.
The previous small-scale tentative confrontation occurred on the land where the Demon Guanguang Killing Cannon was passing by, and it became muddy because of the battle and the trampling of the devil army. The wheels made of bronze were originally poor in passing. Any potholes and slopes were the enemy of the inferior demons, and once they were overturned, they would directly take their lives. But the inferior demons had no choice. They were pigs, dogs, cows and horses in hell, without food, could not sleep, and were always whipped. Now, they could only use all their strength to push the bronze chariot slowly forward.
Pop, the wheel crushed a stone, and the sliding caused by the fragments caused the car to begin to tilt to the right. At that moment, the evil demon on the right quickly pressed the car with his shoulders, while the evil demon on the left pulled hard. Although they were working together, their motivations were different. The one on the right was afraid of death; the one on the left did not want the one on the right to die, so as not to bear double the workload next.
No matter how many deaths or where deaths are, this car is destined to be transported to the front line.
Because the demons are unorganized and undisciplined, it is difficult for them to overcome the impulse of destruction and fighting, so small-scale confrontations are always going on. The devil and the demons fight each other, and the flesh and blood are meaninglessly spilled on the land of hell. The roars and the sound of weapons colliding quickly overwhelmed the creaking whine of the bronze wheels, and the evil demons finally reached their destination.
"Unlock the rope and move the things down!" As soon as the barb demon issued the order, he was kicked on his butt by a higher-level ice demon. It felt the pressure of the high-level demon behind him, and did not dare to say a word, and became afraid at the fastest speed.
"If a fool like a bad devil can do things well, there is no need for you to exist!" The ice demon slapped his tail on the ground and slapped his anger. "The war of the devil is not to give you the opportunity to bully the bad devil, but to let you exert your greatest strength to win!"
The ice demon said it very well, but it did not help the low-level and middle-level demons. According to the strict literal meaning, the ice demon was not bullying the inferior demons. It beat the barb demons, so it was naturally not within the scope of criticism of that sentence. When fighting for its own interests, the devil never stings with their cunning use.
"The devil is starting to charge!"
The warning shouts were like waves, coming from the front one after another, followed by the tsunami formed by demons. They were swaying, staring at everything, and swarming forward. The devil had already set up a "^"-shaped wave embankment on the battlefield, and set up arrow towers and barb demons holding serrated spears behind the walls. The demons were too dense to slow down, so they could only push each other and bypass the sides of the wave embankment. The trampling happened, and the ground became slippery. The devils fired weapons from the arrow towers and stabbed them with barb spears.
"Cross! All line up!"
The devil's commanding class knows how to control the battle situation, discipline and training have long been imprinted in their bones. On the front line, there are always two barb cubes on standby at all times. The current "all-array" is just continuing to thicken the cube, which will not affect the battle at the front line at all.
Each breakwater dike requires fifty evil devils to build for at least half a day, and then half a day to strengthen. The average time they can hold on to when facing the demon tsunami is only... twenty seconds. The demons climbed the breakwater dike like army ants, covering all obstacles along the way. The arrow tower fell down, and the barb demon behind the dike wall and the demon who pounced on and bitten to die together.
"Put the spear! 3,2,1,Pop!"
The tsunami waves stagnated for a moment, and dense barb spear fences appeared briefly on the battlefield. Just like the result of the wave embankment, the spear fence disappeared again in an instant. Some demons now held barb spears and shouted to provoke and charge towards the owner of the weapon.
"Throw spear 3 times! The front row is erected with shields! The bone demon takes off!"
The devil is orderly, the demon is fierce and violent, and the two collide in an instant. The devil and the demon in the front row can no longer separate each other when they meet. They either become fragments in the sky or become mud trampled on the ground. The scene becomes anxious and cruel, and will continue to be maintained like this. The devil on the front line, especially the low-level devils in the front row, are ready to descend to death.
Bayer's comprehensive defensive policy has allowed war to happen in the first level of hell, where the devil can be reborn in the lower level, and at least has a chance to save his life. But if the fighting will continue, he will soon be killed in a lower level and weaker posture after rebirth. When the evil demon who cannot be reduced to death, he will lose the opportunity to be reborn after death, and only the remains of the soul maggots can be squeezed out.
The lowering of the level is devastating for the middle and low level devils, while for the higher-level devils who command and watch the battle, it is an unbearable loss. The more losses the subordinates lose, the less benefits they will receive in the end, and it becomes a vicious cycle. The devils will reward the winners and survivors. This is a rule that he has never broken in hell, and "grabbing by strength" is also a rule. Especially in the eyes of the devil who is responsible for commanding, the demon's offensive this time must be resolved as soon as possible. Even if it is not for the benefit, it must die for itself - if its subordinates die, it must go up and use its physical body to block it, and it may continue to lower the level and die. At this time, they all thought of it together.
"Demon's Light Killing Cannon." The Horned Demon conveyed the same command down in different ways: "No matter whether it was the first one or not, it must be used now!"
So on the front line, the canvas was untied, and the bronze-cast cannon was unveiled under the sky of hell, and the ferocious cannon barrel was aimed at the place where the demon was. When the first quadrat was submerged, the ice demon guarding next to the cannon took out a ruler to compare the picture to start setting up the cannon; when the second quadrat was destroyed, they found that they had lost their direction in the maze of math and runes combination; when the third quadrat disappeared, they knew that they would not fire, and they would probably be stuffed into the cannon barrel by the horned demon's superiors.
So on the battlefield of the first bloody battle in hell, the Magic Guanguang Killing Cannon began its first show. First, a few blue frozen balls flew parabolicly on the battlefield. The demons only thought this was a new spell of the devils, and at most they could only cause some irrelevant damage. But in a blink of an eye, nearly a thousand cannons were fired.
It was a cold meteor shower, like an ice comet shattered and hit the demon's tsunami. The terrible cold air spread rapidly, all the flames extinguished, all the acids freeze, and the wind direction on the battlefield changed instantly. The course of the war paused for a moment, and then reopened with the dense sound of shattering like raindrops.
"Tell me the results of the battle!" The horned demon waved his fist excitedly and shouted at the fly-like control and repelling demons. They had reason to be excited. So many devils are using the Demon-Puncture Light Killing Cannon, which can completely share or erase potential risks. And this is a good opportunity to completely crush those devil "colleagues" without cannons in their battle record, and they are in sight!
About thirty seconds later, the second launch was, but some horned demons began to curse. "Idiot, can't I adjust the position? I'm still fighting in the previous place, what should I do if I do the record? Bastard! Wasting my resources!"
No matter whether these devils are excited or cursed, they will not affect the power of the Demon Guanguang Killing Cannon. Under the cold star shower, the advantage of the battlefield is immediately controlled by the devil. They can calmly scheming the army and then quickly fight out when the enemy is weak. At this moment, the Demon Guanguang Killing Cannon frozen the Demon Tsunami.
"It's a pity that I've had a falling out with Kurdan, otherwise I should have had a drink for it." Feiqi hid in a corner of the battlefield and murmured to himself.
He used stealth to protect himself from the devil, and had to be careful not to move around. He originally wanted to teleport to the Blood Sales Market and then go to the Styx River to summon the Styx Shipping to buy some fire elemental planes and information related to the Fire Dwarf from them, but for some reason the teleportation technique had a huge deviation, so he appeared directly on the front line of the Blood War.
Behind him, there are high-level devils such as Demon Refining, staring at this place, and powerful spells are shrouded in it. Feiqi dared not act rashly. Any teleportation move is regarded as defection. Death is an inevitable ending after endless torture. Moreover, there is a problem with teleportation coming here. Before we find out the reason, Feiqi dared not teleport again.
"Fortunately, I didn't teleport directly to the front line, otherwise I would be dead. Even if I'm invisible to the demon, I have no free place to stand, and even if it's crowded, I can kill me."
"The power of the devil's volley is so powerful that even the demon's attack cannon can withstand it. If the high-level demon does not interfere, then this attack will be in vain. No, I have to take advantage of the space before the powerful demon appears and find the teleportation problem."
On the battlefield, the devil and the demons attacked each other with various elements. The cold core of the magic light killing cannon temporarily showed crushing mana fluctuations, but the chaotic energy caused by these attacks was not enough to destroy the stability of space magic. There are indeed many dimensional anchors above the battlefield, but that prevents the demon from raiding the face of any door of the demon from raiding for a short distance, and will not have any impact on cross-world teleportation. Moreover, Feiqi's teleportation coordinates are not here at all! He had pulled the inferior demon and asked a few questions before, knowing that he is now at least 200 kilometers away from the Blood Sale Market! Interference that can make the teleportation more than 100 kilometers will not occur at all, because before the interference is successful, the teleportation will be destroyed, and he will not be able to enter the range of hell!
Feiqi was puzzled. At least he didn't seem to have any abnormalities around him, and his spells shouldn't have problems. "Why would you sneak a few rows behind? If you move a little at a time, no one will notice it? You can't die in the battlefield for nothing..."
The Devil Governor stared at his soldiers, Feiqi stared at these Governors, and then relied on - but did not dare to rely entirely on - to stay away from the front line as far as possible from the devil's invisibility spell. After walking about a hundred meters from the position where he appeared at the beginning, Feiqi suddenly felt something was wrong.
"The mana fluctuations are so weird. It is a kind of space spell that is working. Very... So strong! The space on the battlefield seems to be pulling something... Weird, why are these devils and demons not noticed? The Demons in the Deep Demon are indifferent? This shouldn't be!"
Just where Feich had just appeared, a crack was torn open in the space, and an old man with a white beard and white-haired human face rolled out from it. He wore a gray pointed hat, a white robe, and an old wooden cane with a glowing top.
Feiqi used invisibility to the devil before teleportation, so he did not attract any attention after he appeared. And this old human man appeared so carelessly among the devil, how could he not trigger an alarm? The barb demon and the inferior demon surrounded him, cursed him in the vicious hell language, and asked him to throw his weapons and surrender to accept punishment. The old man kept straightening his chest proudly and looking left and right, with a light of wisdom flashing in his deep eyes. It seemed that in just a moment, he understood the situation in front of him.
So he raised the hand that was not holding the wooden stick and pointed it straight towards the sky with a finger. The blue flames rose up in this hand. The movements of the devils around him seemed to have stopped, and even time had stopped. Fitch felt a spell that was so powerful that it was invincible.
"There is also divine power..." Feiqi gritted his teeth and tried to control his body. He used the artifact-level cat-knitting stick before he barely used magic and erected a light golden anti-spellent shield in front of him. How much effect can this shield do? Feiqi had no confidence at all. He only prayed that no matter what was next, a devil form should be offset. In hell, the black winged form must not be lost, so he simply took out the strongest six-winged seraphic god-serving devil state to try his luck.
"Azus's Order Balance." The old man gently spit out eight words. The eight words are just the names of spells. Below these eight words are complex and powerful spells, runes, divine power, and magic power. Their external manifestations are only the names of eight words, and an ever-expanding blue flame ring.
The flame ring is not moving too fast, and it is not much different from the running wild dog, but no devil or demon can avoid it. Any creature that touches this flame ring immediately disintegrates and dies, turning into ashes, and does not even have the chance to rebirth in the lower level. It treats demons and devils equally, and the same is true for mercenaries who come to the battlefield to find excitement, all of them turned into ashes. But all items were unharmed.
Feiqi felt something was wrong, so he tried his best to cast another spell, even for teleportation or phantom movement. But in front of the old man's spell, he could not do a single move, so he could only watch the fire ring hit. The golden anti-spell shield collapsed in an instant and turned into golden fragments. The fire ring touched his body, and then...
Chapter completed!