There are few fire demons in Solam's hands, and there are not many frost mages on the frost giant's side! So this back and forth can be regarded as a tie. And this is the sixth cremation pile, the main battlefield where the fire demon is born, the lava and heat here have a huge increase in the fire demon, and the frost giant is restrained to death by the same thing.

So spread it out, the frost giant's side is at an absolute disadvantage.

It is also because of this that although Solam's side is weak, it firmly has the upper hand. Demons have a common problem, fighting a war is either a big defeat or a big victory.

Because if they fall behind, the demon's inferior nature will quickly cause them to become confused, either fleeing, or going out to fight hard, and even attacking allies is so normal that it is no longer normal. But once you have the upper hand, you will find that every demon will become extremely brave.

Because every demon knows that if they have the upper hand, then it means that they are very likely to win, victory in the abyss represents a lot of things, and the final result of victory is often a massacre, every demon loves to kill, because it not only satisfies the demon's desire to kill, but also improves strength.

For this situation, basically every demon flocks to it.

So as the battle went on, Solam's side not only did not collapse, but fought more and more smoothly, and even many demons bravely launched a counterattack. Although in Solam's opinion, this is stupid!

Isn't it good for you to fight condescendingly on the city walls? It's safe and efficient, so why rush out? Rush out and die?

Solam really didn't guess wrong, these idiots were really going to die, although this was not their subjective meaning, they were just just hilarious, forgetting the difference in strength between them and the frost giants.

So a group of demons above were bloodied at the city gate, and even almost lost the city gate at one point.

There was no way, Soram could only take action himself.

Without the warhammer at his disposal, Soram could only use the Fire Demon's skill, the Flame Decapitation Sword.

I saw that Solam's hands were clenched, and a flash of lightning with sky-high flames formed a huge decapitating giant sword in Solam's hands. A completely unreasonable spell-like ......

Solam touched the decapitation sword in his hand, a little strange as to how it worked. The rough and real touch in his hand told Soram that it was real, that it was a real magical decapitating sword.

So magic can conjure up a physical magic item? It's really unscientific.

But regardless of whether the department is scientific or not, Soram has no time to continue researching now, and he has to wipe his ass for his own bunch of fools.

"Huh!" Although the surface of the flame decapitation sword in his hand was rough, the sharpness was absolutely reliable, and with a single sword, a frost giant who had finally broken through the city gate was cut in half by a sword, and the internal organs and blood covered the ground with a bang, and then it was immediately conquered and vaporized by the scorching heat, leaving only a hard and ugly scab.

When Soram slew the frost giant, a warm current emerged from Soram's body in an instant, the feeling was a bit like bubble sauna, but the refreshment was a hundred times stronger, and that refreshing feeling made Soram moan involuntarily.

Moaning this kind of thing, Soram has always felt that it is a woman's specialty, and men are not only disgusting but also very motherly when they do this. But this time Soram really couldn't help it, it was so cool.

He now finally knew why demons were so keen on killing, because the exhilaration and refreshment that came after killing was nothing more than anything else, even better than that!

After the warm current, Soram could feel that his strength had increased slightly, although it was not conspicuous, but it was real.

"Hey, hey, scumbags, the uncle is here!!"

Soram actually knew that this feeling was not a good thing, but he still couldn't control the pursuit of this pleasure, as if many people knew that smoking was not good, but still couldn't help it.

Moreover, Solam is confident in his willpower, it is really out of control, and he can control himself. But now, Soram doesn't want to control himself.

What's the situation now, how can there be time for Solam to slowly bow his head and farm and develop? Of course, how quickly and how to come, since killing can increase strength, why not Soram? What he had to do was keep his nature and save his life at the same time!

With Solam's sinister smile, waves of blood were set off in the frost giant, and Soram relied on his powerful attributes, and there was no enemy at all!

"Boom!" When the fight was raised, a huge flame suddenly erupted from Solam's body. Solam's Body of Flame is on!

In an instant, Solam's body was forcibly raised by half, and he was stunned from the height of a waste wood more than two meters tall (for a demon, this height is really not high), to a five-meter giant!

"Let the flames purify everything!!!"

With the opening of the Flame Body, the Flame Body immediately became a flame paradise within five meters of Solam, and Solam's Flame Body was completely different from other Flame Demons, from the outside, Soram's Flame Body was full of bells and whistles.

His hair turned into a blazing black pillar of fire, and above the double horns on the top of his head, a certain blood-red flame crown appeared! And the flames around him were not the fiery red of the other fire demons, but a strange color of white on the inside and gold on the outside.

"Roaring !!!" Solam flicked a long whip of flame in his hand, wrapping around a frost giant who was trying his best to command, and dragging him in front of him.

Poof!

A stream of blood splattered, and the frost giant's head still had a hideous expression, and he didn't even have time to figure out what was happening.

After killing the frost giant, Soram's blood began to boil completely, and Soram felt familiar with it, very similar to the feeling he had felt when he first went berserk! But the difference is that this time Soram did not fall into madness, but an unprecedented pleasure erupted in his chest!

"Hahahaha!! Kill!!!!! ”

Rumble!

The momentum on Solam's body erupted unreservedly, forming a substantial coercion, making the demons and frost giants around him feel difficult to breathe. The rising flames enveloped everything near the city gates, and some of the demons and frost giants who didn't have time to leave him were surrounded by those flames in an instant, and then they didn't burn to ashes in an extremely eerie silence!

Those demons didn't want to scream, but the moment the flames enveloped them, their vocal cords were stripped of their function, and they could only struggle silently in the flames twice, and then turn into a cloud of ashes and fly into the air!

And the blood-colored light wings behind Soram were like taking stimulants at this moment, and in an instant, they suddenly rose up like flames, and the huge blood-colored flame light wings enveloped everyone's minds!

"Die!! Bugger!!!!! ”

- Fear Flash!!

The Fire Demon's talent was stimulated again, this time with the Fear Aura!

A lord-level lord is terrified of aura!

In an instant, all the demons, whether they were enemies or subordinates, were scared in a terrifying aura!

At this moment, Solam suddenly appeared in the group of frost giants and frost mages with a high-level teleportation technique.

As a spellcaster, as long as you don't become a legendary powerhouse, you generally like to huddle, which can not only cooperate with the casting, but also form a cluster effect, so that the spell strike becomes more concentrated and more powerful, although the demons are chaotic, but the basic things they still will.

So when Soram appeared among them, these guys were a flock of quails gathered together!

The lord-level aura of fear snatched away the minds of these guys in an instant, and then Soram took advantage of the moment when they lost their minds and brandished the decapitating giant sword in his hand!

Those few frost mages had lost a lot of money in just three seconds, and that's when the frost giants noticed.

Seeing that their frost mage was about to be wiped out, Ymir immediately took out his hole cards!

"Demon Hunter! Sortie!!!! ”

As a demon lord of Tanari who is determined to eradicate the demon of Tanari, Koschurch naturally does not pin all his hopes on the Zerg prince, in fact, before that, Koschurch has given up his plan to ally with the Zerg prince.

So in order to fulfill his dream, Koschurch trained a special kind of frost giant, the Demon Hunter.

These frost giants are the strongest of the various frost giant tribes, and when they are chosen by the Koschurch, they will be stripped of all their clothes and weapons, and they will be thrown naked into the most terrifying wilderness of the ice ruins, which is a place that even the frost giants are unwilling to set foot in, and it is also a place where there are few demons in the ice ruins.

The environment there can no longer be described as harsh, it can only be said to be extreme! There was no day, only night, and endless winds of chaos were constantly invading the ice fields there, and even demons would collapse completely insanely under these conditions.

And the Tanari demons who can survive there are all ruthless characters. Perhaps it was because it was so cruel that the demons living there simply abandoned their wisdom and left only the most primitive instincts, a natural selection that made the demons here extremely huge and ferocious.

And those chosen Frost Giant warriors will enter there, live for ten years, and complete their trials. Not only that, but they will also be cursed by the Koschurch to feed on the Tanari demons!

Harsh conditions, harsh environments, bloodthirsty demons everywhere.

As a result of these conditions, the success rate of the trial is very low, and although Koschurch selects where to send warriors to conduct trials every year, there is not a single frost giant warrior who can actually come out of it alive!

And among those who survived, there are only one in ten who can maintain their sanity without completely collapsing!

The last frost giants to remain are the Demon Hunters, terrifying ogre giants that can stay calm in the face of extreme madness!