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Just as Sophia was about to be furious, Asmod waved her hand to stop her. He said in a cold tone: "I agree to Camus' request, and you tell him what you say to him after you go back. Just say that Asmod misses him very much and will bring his soul back to the tree of death."

Faced with such a threat, Elsa was not upset. After performing impeccable etiquette, she said: "Sir, Elsa will definitely bring it with her. In addition, General Camus said that if the adult agrees to the request, he will give her a small gift. This small gift can be used to deceive Prince Yebiao."

Suddenly!

There was no wind automatically, and a gust of sand rolled up on the ground.

The wild sand spread over the sky and within a short while, it spread dozens of miles, covering the world. Asmod's entire army was naturally surrounded.

However, this crazy sand seemed to have just covered up its vision and had no great lethality.

The weakest on the field are all half-step S-level elites. With a little use of their abilities, they can isolate the rolling sand and gravel from the outside.

At the same time, Elsa's figure swayed slightly and disappeared in front of Asmod's eyes like a ghost.

"What a mysterious magical power, I seem to smell the breath of a demigod." Asmod, the leader of the evil spirit, narrowed his eyes, felt the crazy sand in the sky, and couldn't help but praise, "It seems that the Demon Flame God Son has indeed hidden a strong power, and he can even gather his subordinates with such strength and potential."

In the Hell World, although the demigod-level powerhouses are almost at the top of the food chain, the overall number is not large. However, it is very rare for demigods who have participated in the Hell Conference since they are young.

Because becoming a demigod at such a young age means that you have enough potential. As long as you don’t die in the middle, the probability of becoming a great devil in the future is also extremely high.

Such a rare and powerful figure, even the demon gods attach great importance to it.

Take Asmod, the leader of his evil spirit, for example, a young and potential demigod who was highly valued by His Majesty Samael, the fallen demon god.

"Captain Asmod." Sophia said respectfully, "Do we want to warn our allies Prince Night Blade? There may be a demigod-level powerhouse hidden under the command of the Demon Flame God Son."

"No need to do this." Asmod said calmly, "The Demon Flame Son is our competitor, but is that Night Blade Prince also an opponent?"

"The leader is wise." Sophia praised, "Let's take advantage of this opportunity first and let the Magic Flame and Night Blade fight first. After they decide the winner, we will attack Magic Flame and lay the final victory."

"If this is the case, we will be trapped by the Demon Flame." Asmod sneered, "I dare to be sure that the Demon Flame's strength is extraordinary. If we allow them to defeat Ye Blade, the remaining strength should be able to beat us firmly. At that time, we will be too passive. Camus sent someone to bluff, which also exposed their true strength."

"Chief..." Sophia was a little confused and said in confusion, "Then should we fight or not?"

"Fight!" Asmod's eyes were sharp, "We must join forces with Ye Blade to defeat the Demon Flame. However, in order to win the final victory, we must let Ye Blade lose a large wave first. Desaiah~"

"There's a humble person."

A small, goblin-sized undead suddenly appeared beside Asmod. Before this, no one discovered its existence.

Although it is small, its soul fire is solidified as the essence, indicating that its strength is definitely not as weak as it looks. In fact, it is true that there are no weak soldiers under its command.

This undead assassin Desea is a famous existence in the Fallen Demon Realm. His strength has reached the peak of legend. He is elusive and terrible killer who even a demigod dares to assassinate.

"You lead a team of undead assassins to investigate the battlefield." Asmod's eyes shone with dangerous light.

"yes!"

The undead assassin Diseya received the order and led ten elite legendary undead assassins. In a flash, they disappeared directly into the battle formation. Ordinary legendary powerhouses, even those generals, could not capture their whereabouts.

Only Asmod, whose strength is as strong as the demigod, can vaguely distinguish their movements from their perception.

The three demons who are above the top.

The cold face of the fallen demon Samar melted a little, and he couldn't help but nodded slightly. Asmod is worthy of being a handsome and powerful general he carefully cultivated. He has great force and excellent wisdom.

From the perspective of the God of the three great demons, Asmod made the most correct tactical arrangements and was most likely to win the final victory among the three teams that were about to fight.

Asmod is the most important thing, as long as he can save half of his troops, then joins with the dark saint Catherine to attack the restrained Princess Dark Song, then this battle will be stable.

"Hmph, a cunning and unbeliever boy." Satan, the demon god of hell, looked bad. "My son clearly sent someone to reach an agreement with him, and he dared to betray him in a blink of an eye. Samar, are you all so shameless in the fallen demon realm?"

Samar said calmly: "As the saying goes, your son will never be tired of cheating. Who did you blame him for revealing his strength? What's more, the agreement must be witnessed by the Styx, which is credible enough."

The dark demon Mamen also frowned. The boy Asmod was even better than expected. On the contrary, in the entire world of hell, Ye Blade, who is also famous, feels too frivolous and too proud.

At least among the three teams of Demon Flame, Asmode, and Ye Blade, no matter how you look at it, Ye Blade is probably the one who suffers in the end.

Satan, the demon god in hell, sighed deeply in his heart. My son's demon flame is indeed very outstanding. It is a foregone conclusion that he will become a demon god in time. However, this child is too young and too straightforward after all.

Satan decided to go back and teach his baby son well, at least let him know that there are too many bad people in this world who are hiding their knives in their smiles.

at the same time.

Wang Yan used the Yata mirror to support the barrier to isolate the outside world from the camp.

Chi Bu's eyes were watery and almost threw themselves into Wang Yan's arms. He said coquettishly: "Your Highness's plan is really unparalleled. At this moment, both Ye Blade and Asmod are dead."

"There is no way. Who told us that we were very inconvenient to march in the quicksand, and we could only defend and not attack. If Asmode was really scared, he would be exhausted by commanding the army to play kite war." Wang Yan sighed helplessly, "From the previous provocative reaction, Asmode's guy is not simple. That is, he is very forbearing and cautious, but when he sees the opportunity, he will take risks very confidently. He can only take risks in dealing with such a person. Also, don't praise me, most of this plan was made by Camus."

Camus looked at Wang Yan with great admiration and said respectfully: "Actually, your highness's suggestions are the most important. The most important thing is that your highness has such an understanding of Asmod's character in a short period of time and has used targeted strategies, which is amazing."

"Okay, let's not praise our own people." Wang Yan waved his hand and chuckled, "There will be several tough battles to fight next, so everyone should be more cautious. In addition, Lao Sha, you must not use your ultimate moves at the start and retain your strength. If Asmode is so scared that he dare not enter the field, I will only ask."

The Desert Emperor snorted and said, "No need to say more about this kind of nonsense. In this endless quicksand zone, who can fight with me? Flame, no, Demon Flame Boy, after the war, we will fight one-on-one and compete?"

The Desert Emperor who lost to Wang Yan twice was still somewhat dissatisfied in his heart. The son of Flame is so powerful, but in the desert, he is the heaven and the emperor.

Unless the demon god comes in person, he is not afraid of the great demon king at the peak of the demigod.

The desert emperor looked around and looked around, showing his majestic posture, and he had the aura of the world's number one.

"Your plan is pretty good." Wang Yan responded with a smile, "Or, let's find a place where there are volcanoes and deserts?" In fact, Wang Yan is also confident that even if he fights in this quicksand zone, he is not afraid of the desert emperor. It is indeed very difficult to defeat him. The overwhelming yellow sand is his clone. Unless all the gravel is melted into magma, he can leave nowhere to hide.

The Desert Emperor's pride expression stagnated and glared at Wang Yan quietly: "Watching on the volcano, aren't you going to heaven? I guess you will be at your home court and a demigod peak will come to your devil, and you may be killed."

Of course, because Wang Yan used the secondary artifact Yata Mirror to create a barrier, covering the tent, everyone's bragging could not be spread outside.

Otherwise, the demigod-level demon kings in the audience of the Hell Conference would sneer at this. The Demon Flame Boy is quite good at bragging. Come on, come on, let’s take a look at this demon king?

No wonder every big demon king is an old monster that has lived thousands or even tens of thousands of years. In addition to the three demon gods, they are at the top of the food chain in the hell world.

The casual demigod-level demon kings can fight against several of them with one battle.

Although the Demon Flame Boy has reached the demigod level at a young age, his future prospects are limitless. With the help of the hell demon Satan, there is also great hope for the future of the gods.

But after all, he is still too young now, and the gap between him and the old-fashioned Demon King is still very big.

Let's not talk about gossip for the time being.

Prince Ye Blade's army was rushing toward Wang Yan's base camp quickly. On the battlefield, scouts have always been the first priority, but only a thousand people are just a scout of a large group.

In the first scout confrontation, most of the night fangs of Prince Night Blade had been injured or killed.

However, Prince Ye Blade also obtained the approximate position of Wang Yan's army. Thousands of troops rushed over. His main army was the famous lion, scorpion, and the famous cavalry of the Dark Demon Realm.

The ancestors of the lion and scorpion beast were several galaxy beasts scorpion dragons brought by the dark demon god Mamen in the universe. At that time, their strength reached the peak of the demigods, and they were all overlords wherever they were thrown.

After reproduction with local species, several extremely powerful groups have now been formed. The lion and scorpion beasts are one of the descendants of the scorpion dragon. They are powerful monsters composed of the lion body, dragon claws, dragon wings and scorpion tails. They are strong in body and have the ability to fly. The minions and scorpion tails are highly poisonous and are very difficult to deal with, and they can often make people lose their combat effectiveness immediately.

The most terrifying thing is that the lion and scorpion beast has extremely strong reproduction ability and is very easy to tame. With the powerful warriors charging into the battlefield, the combat power is extremely terrifying.

Among the Night Blade Prince's team, there are 800 lions, scorpion beast knights, of which one has the legendary level, reaching a terrifying 130.

In addition, there are also one hundred units of light-armed warriors in the Night Blade Prince team. They are composed of the same Night Demon nobles, each of which is a young hero in the clan, equipped with dark leather armor and swords and shields, and a short crossbow hanging around their waists.

Every piece of equipment is a sub-holy weapon created by the master of weapon refining.

Don't underestimate these group of war soldiers without mounts.

In fact, they are all elites among the Night Demon Clan. They have very high personal cultivation and very strong combat ability. They all reach the legendary level. They rely on their wings to fly, and whether they advance and retreat, their speed is extremely fast.

After practicing in the Night Blade Prince's team for a period of time, the heaviest will be sent to the other major troops and become the generals and even the commander.

Prince Ye Blade rode a lion scorpion beast that had been carefully cultivated and reached the peak of the legendary level, leading thousands of troops to fight towards the Demon Flame Camp with great momentum.

At this moment.

Prince Ye Blade was extremely energetic. How could such a large army be used to deal with the slave army of Demon Flame Boy?

He had also experienced the slave legion of Demon Flame. Although it was pretty good overall, the legendary level could reach 10 to 1. In other words, the legendary level that Demon Flame boy could have, which was only more than 100, and absolutely no more than 150.

The strength comparison between the two sides is obvious, and there is absolutely no possibility of not winning.

After a rushing march.

The Night Blade Army is only more than ten miles away from Wang Yan's camp. If a powerful man with powerful space laws can even teleport, he can instantly enter the opponent's battle formation.

"Where has Asmode been?" Prince Ye Blade looked down from a high place, looking at the Demon Flame Camp from afar, frowned, and obviously preparing to form a defensive formation.

"Report to Your Highness." The subordinate replied, "Mr. Asmod sent a message. He encountered a sandstorm during the march, which slowed down the march speed and was expected to arrive at the pre-determined position in one blood month."

"sandstorm?"

Prince Ye Blade looked a little dissatisfied, as if he remembered the sandstorm that caused the destruction of the dark fangs under his command. He muttered to himself, could there be a clever warlock under the command of the Demon Flame Boy who can control the sandstorm?

"Your Highness." One-armed Pulton asked, "The Demon Flame Boy has discovered us, has set up a defensive formation, and has begun to build fortifications. What should we do next?"

"Fortifications?"

Prince Ye Blade's face changed and he said in a deep voice, "In this vast quicksand, where did they come from to make fortifications?" From a distance, sure enough, some tall ogres dragged huge stones and built small turrets.

Among those turrets, one magic crystal crossbow cannon after another was placed. They were protected by infantry and stone turrets, so that one would not explode if it was far beyond the attack.

Magic crystal crossbow?

Prince Ye Blade's heart trembled, right? Where did this kid come from the magic crystal crossbow? It was a weapon of war. Ordinary soldiers could not withstand a shot and would be smashed to pieces.

Even the elite of the half-step legend will be seriously injured if they are hit by the front.

Even at the legendary level, once it is covered with a fire-intensive fire, it is still doomed.

This is one of the factors that why the defense party has a great advantage in hell. Once dense magic crystal crossbows are lined up on the city wall, the attacking party will definitely numb their scalp.
Chapter completed!