As soon as he flew into the sky, Yang Dashuan could immediately feel this strong devil aura.

Although I have been in contact with the great demon before, the aura of the great demon cannot be compared with it. If the aura of the great demon is like a surging river, then this aura is like a deep ocean that cannot be seen through and touched! []

It seemed that the entire wasteland was shrouded in this breath.

There was a faint gloss in the sky, making people feel uneasy and an irresistible palpitations.

Just heading eastward.

After flying for at least five or six hours, Yang Dashuan still did not see the location where Ed Franco Team was stationed. In the past, the Griffin Knights Flying Team only took two hours to fly back and forth between them!

I estimated the time in my mind for a while, and now it should be the time for the sun to rise.

But the sky was still pitch black, without any trace of brightness. But the sun seemed to be locked by someone with iron chains, and he was reluctant to show up from the east horizon...

‘Evil magic…even time can stop…’

Old Yang frowned and looked at the sky with a serious expression. He remembered Govelad's description of these demons. It was obvious that these demons used some evil magic to solidify time at the darkest time before dawn. This was definitely the devil's method, because they have always hated the sun.

The reason why Smida is called the Demon King of Fear is because every place he arrives will be accompanied by the arrival of darkness!

Yang Dashuan didn't know how long it took for this place to fly to. For him, it seemed like a whole day and night had passed, but he still didn't see the shadows of those demons. In the sky, there was always a cloud that had not dissipated, and there were gradually a purple column of light.

Suddenly, Yang Dashuan had a illusion.

The demonic aura seemed to float to his territory.

However, this feeling was eliminated in an instant, which made Lao Yang feel cold sweat. The people in the territory may be able to withstand the great demon, but they may not be able to deal with the Fear Demon King!

When he thought of this, Yang Dashuan wanted to turn back immediately. This sudden feeling made him feel a little uncomfortable to sleep and eat.

Just when this feeling of uneasiness rose to the extreme, Yang Dashuan laughed - he discovered Xiang Shuai.

Xiang Shuai was riding Chimera and flew back, following a group of half-elves with a number of about 3,000. Yang Dashuan found that although these half-elves were tired, they had never encountered the battle as he imagined. They should have fought guerrilla warfare on the wasteland as Yang Dashuan thought before.

The patrolling half-elves first discovered the frost dragon flying in the air.

Three or four elves priests rode the horned eagle beast and quickly walked around from the left wing, while Xiang Shuai surrounded him from the right wing. Just as he was about to launch an attack, he realized that it was Yang Dashuan.

The warning was lifted immediately, and Xiang Shuai announced a rest on the spot.

Yang Dashuan's arrival made Xiang Shuai feel a little relieved. Although Old Yang is not a thing, he would not be the kind of person who would never save him.

When the elves heard the words of rest, they immediately sat back on the ground and lay down so tired that they lay down, as if they had no strength to turn over.

Xiang Shuai also had a pale face, and it could be seen that he looked very tired.

"Ye, isn't this Xiangshuai? Why did you escape back with your tail between your legs?" Yang Dashuan couldn't help but sarcastic as soon as he saw this guy. "The army of the Duchy of Edfran drove you back?"

Xiang Shuai rolled her eyelids and wanted to scold her, but she didn't say anything, but instead sighed.

With the action of Xiangshuai, Yang Dashuan's expression changed on the spot.

"What's going on?" Yang Dashuan chased Xiang Shuai and landed on the ground and leaned forward. "I stayed in the territory well, and suddenly felt a demonic aura burst out from here. I said to come and take a look. I felt like I had been walking for a day, as if I was standing there. Isn't it an illusion?"

"It's not an illusion, because they also feel like they have been walking for a day!" Xiang Shuai took a deep breath and looked at the half-elves behind him. "But in fact, we have only been going less than ten miles away! The camp of Edfranco's team is ten miles behind him, and there are marks I left behind along the way."

Yang Dashuan straightened his waist.

In that distant place, he indeed saw the shadow of the camp.

But at the same time, fish white faintly appeared on the horizon in the Far East - it was actually dawn!

Xiangshuai and Yang Dashuan looked at each other and saw each other's shock from each other's eyes. Why is it so good? Why is the sky so bright?

"What the hell happened in the military camp?"

Yang Dashuan didn't know what was wrong, but the uneasiness in his heart became heavier. He asked Xiang Shuai, who was also asked three questions and shook his head repeatedly, not knowing anything. "I don't know, many big demons rushed over from the side at that time. I was worried that my subordinates would take them away..."

Xiang Shuai's face was so slutty.

He fled without fighting, and was even touched by Yang Dashuan.

Yang Dashuan only listened to the first half and did not pay much attention to the second half. As soon as he heard the demon appear, his heart immediately sank.

"I have to go and see!" After a while, Yang Dashuan turned up and was about to walk towards the military camp. The palpitations were really hard to smooth out. If he didn't go, Yang Dashuan wouldn't feel at ease.

"I'll go with you!" Xiang Shuai also stood up. He had already lost all his face before without fighting. Now that he has the opportunity to regain the scene, he naturally won't do it.

"What should I do with these half-elves?" Yang Dashuan looked at Xiang Shuai. He was afraid that Xiang Shuai would bring these half-elves with him again. At that time, too many people would attract the attention of the devil.

"Let them go back, since they have escaped anyway, there is no need to die again!" Xiang Shuai said.

After arranging the half-elves to go back, Yang Dashuan and Xiangshuai went to the camp together. Afraid that the demons were alert, the two did not ride the frost dragon and walked from the sky, but just slowly approached from the ground.

As they got closer to the camp, their faces became more and more serious.

Even though they were several miles apart, they could still smell the strong smell of blood from the air. It was like the feeling of someone holding the flesh that had just been cut from the corpse and stuffing it into his nose...

After walking for only a short distance, both of them were shocked by the scene in front of them.

The entire camp has been destroyed, the towering tent has been burned by flames and collapsed, a piece of coke, blown by the wind, and sparks are faintly exposed.

Wherever you see, there are corpses everywhere.

The blood mixed with the soil turned into mud, just like a red carpet on the ground. It made the scalp numb when stepped on it.

The sun has not yet fully risen, and the entire wasteland is still in a half-black and half-year-old scene. There are still many walking figures in this place where the corpse stands.

They are almost two-edged and five-headed, and their anti-joint knees set off their bodies in a slender and thin shape. The body under the navel is covered by wild beast-like fur, exuding an explosive force. The curved back is covered with gray-black fluff, which makes people feel a hint of cold from their hearts.

They had faces that were protruding like wild animals, like living fossils. The noses of the sheep grew on the front of the mouth and kept shrinking, looking like they were looking for food. And their eyes were even covered with a piece of red...

There are even curved horns on the forehead - unlike Bemon's, the curve of these guys' horns is more curved, slender and sharp!

In their hands, they were holding a long-handled sickle that was comparable to their height. In the sunshine of birth, blood was constantly flowing on these sickles, and the blood was filled with evil reflections.

These are the demons!

Yang Dashuan has seen these guys on the wall of the church. They are the most brutal demons and a nightmare in everyone's eyes. He likes to feed on human corpses. His strong limbs can easily tear human arms apart and chew them more easily.

When Yang Dashuan and Xiangshuai saw these demons, these guys were struggling to carry the corpses.

"What are they?" Xiang Shuai looked at Yang Dashuan with surprise. "These are demons, how could they appear here? And so many! Should I catch two and ask?"

"How do I know?" Yang Dashuan looked at Xiang Shuai with an idiot-like gaze. "These are polluting demons. They are low-level demons on the abyss plane, with very low intelligence. Even if you catch them, you may not be able to pry out something from his mouth. Let's find out if there are any more advanced demons. Only these demons can understand your words. Only these demons can tell us why they came here..."
Chapter completed!