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The cruelty of war is never diverted by personal reflection.

While someone is temporarily transformed into a philosopher by being stunned by the vast, bloody killing battlefield, life and death on the battlefield are still only momentary matters.

The massive undead attacked regardless of casualties, putting heavy pressure on the Demon Lord's forces scattered all over the place. But that's just pressure, and it's not a matter of life or death at all. Compared to the blood that the Plane Lord Taffin's legion shed in minutes, it was hardly worth mentioning.

However, the rapid demise of the undead was not without results, at least the demon lord forces in various places had been firmly trapped in place. Even if the demon envoys sent by Tafen were coercive and tempting, there were still not many demon lords who were willing to send their own great demon-level powerhouses to support.

For a chaotic and selfish creature of the abyss, such as a demon, it is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to sit back and watch the misfortune of those in power. They are already considered benevolent if they don't fall into the well, and they still want them to send reinforcements? As for whether it would be their turn after the Plane Lords fell, this kind of leapfrogging thinking was simply not something their muscular brains could consider.

If the demons have a little spirit of unity and cooperation, sacrificing the ego to fulfill the big self, they will not be overwhelmed by the hellish demons whose strength is only talking in the endless abyss bloody battle. This kind of short-sighted behavior often leads scholars on the main plane to think that demons have no long-term memory at all, so they will only focus on a little immediate benefit.

However, whether the demon has a brain or not is not in the realm of the cemetery commander's thinking at all. With the help of the scattered state of the demon lords, the upper echelons of the cemetery only identified the most important Taphin Demon Group and launched a desperate fight.

The war has been going on for more than a dozen hours.

In a normal demon war, this time is just to consume some cannon fodder and make the battle just warm up. But today, in such a grand dimensional war, it is almost time to see the end of the dagger.

Chaos war!

The core area of the entire battlefield has been fragmented by dozens of simultaneous battles.

If this is a race, then the process of staking one's life is a little too cruel.

The entire strength of the cemetery side has been invested in this great battle. After the two cemetery commanders also put the last bit of elite troops into the battlefield, they handed over power to Li Xun at the same time and stepped into the battlefield with their own personal guards.

They are commanders, but they are also warriors! In this moment of stalemate, any increase or decrease in strength could have an earth-shaking knock-on effect on the battle situation.

Time is passing, so is life, and the battle has finally reached a critical moment that will determine the victory or defeat of life and death.

A roar full of joy sounded in the corner of the battlefield, and then the strange body of the corpse king's skyrocketing torn flesh cocoon appeared in the magic water mirror. At the same time, in the other corner of the battlefield, a bloody cry soaked in the joy of battle also sounded. As the frost-covered majestic body of the Frost Giant collapsed, the Bloodfiend's not-so-strong body condensed and formed again, roaring in the sky. And his level is already level 16.

The Bloodseeker succeeded, the Bloodseeker triumphed. After a desperate fight, he finally took out his opponent, the Frost Giant, with his life hanging by a thread. Stimulated by the opponent's pure blood essence, the Blood Demon finally became the first cemetery hero in the cemetery to cross the level 15 threshold on his own.

This is an honor and a pride, and it also allows the Blood Demon to sweep away the grievances of being pressed into the second echelon before, and once again vent his feelings to this world, this battlefield of flesh and blood.

"Alright, don't scream there! Let's go help a few of them! An untimely crisp female voice suddenly sounded beside him, interrupting the blood demon's pride.

There was no one on his side, but the crisp voice was real. The Blood Demon froze suddenly, and the violently vicious blood pupils swept past where the ghost girl was, snorted coldly, stretched out his hand to greet the nearby Blood Mage, and turned around and pounced on the battlefield of the Bone Dragon and the Fire Demon, which was still scorching and fierce.

The light and shadow in the void swayed, and an illusory and unrecognizable hazy figure slashed through the air and rushed straight towards the demon hunting spider.

The Corpse King stood still for a moment, and finally took full control of his new body again. Completely devoured a level 16 demon lord, allowing him to directly raise his rank to the threshold of level 15. Although it did not succeed, it also pointed out the direction for him to follow.

Shaking his sturdy neck, the Corpse King took in the entire chaotic battlefield in an instant, and at the same time, the battle instructions transmitted by Li Xuntong's soul system also came into his mind. The Corpse King roared in the sky, his heavy body trampled the gravel under his feet into a piece of powder, and the whole person turned into an off-string arrow, and rushed straight towards the battle group where the corpse witch was.

This may be regarded as a thick accumulation, and it can be regarded as the last straw that pressed the camel.

When the first iron ring broke, the entire chain of war collapsed in an instant, and there was a surprising shift in a certain direction.

To be able to stalemate the battle until this point, every small battlefield is almost a scene of equal strength. At this time, an additional powerful force is suddenly added, and the battle can be turned around in an instant. One push two, two push three, like a snowball, every time you save a battle situation, you can save the elite of the cemetery who have released a certain amount of power. By the time these cemetery elites converged from the stream into a river, the entire battle had completely turned to the Great Cemetery.

The first fire demon who was entangled with the ghost dragon, although the level was two levels lower, but in terms of physical elements, combat skills, and fighting experience, he was completely defeated by Moros, who was born halfway. Therefore, after a tumbling and scuffle, the damage suffered by the ghost dragon Moros was far greater than that of the fire demon who was several grades younger than him.

The Bloodfiend had come at the right time to lead reinforcements. The fire demon was just a chance to be distracted, and he was bitten on the arm by Moros, who was holding back his anger, and the unique "aging attack" of the ghost dragon clan made the fire demon drop his life breath in an instant. Even though the fire demon's huge iron fist smashed the ghost dragon's dragon skull with a loud bang, and the raging abyssal flames softened some of the bone spurs on the skull, Moros still desperately entangled this terrifying abyss demon with Venus in his eyes.

The blood mage's raining "blood bullets" and the corpse witch's "death clouds", "bone arrows" and "bone spears" ignored a burst of fire, and they didn't care about the slightest accidental injury. Finally, after half a quarter of an hour, the fire demon's life came to an end. However, what is even more tragic is that because the corpse witches have long been prepared, under the suppression of a series of curse spells, the fire demon could not even complete the final "incineration explosion", and could only die in the arms of the ghost dragon Moros.

Another series of "surging dead air" sank into the ghost dragon's body, causing his keel, which was already full of fine cracks, to slowly recover. Moros crouched on top of the body of the fire demon after his death, ignoring the burning of the embers, and couldn't help but let out a long roar of excitement, and the dragon might made Ling Ran fearful.

The huge bone wings brought a fierce hurricane, and the ghost dragon Moros rushed into the sky again, rejoining the bone dragon team in the cemetery. Nine massive bone dragons and ghost dragons circled the sky several times, and under the guidance of Moros, their bone wings converged and swooped down on the many demons that were struggling with the Knights of the Black Blade.

Once the bone dragon squad is entangled into an army and converges into a shock wave, it can be called a heavy cavalry in the air.

Casually aiming at an abyssal demon of the Great Demon level, first a series of curse spells opened the way, and the dense black light bloomed on the opponent's body one after another. Taking advantage of the momentary pause when the other party dispelled the curse, one by one the bone dragons rubbed their bodies up, and threw the other party to the ground without the slightest strong demeanor, followed by a crazy siege.

It was obviously a group of noble 7th-order bone dragons, but it looked like a group of mad dogs that saw their prey, and they would never bite any part of the demon and never let their mouth go. The sharp bony fangs swung and tore fiercely with the left and right of the skull, and with the joint efforts of the six bone dragons, even a great demon could be dismembered in the shortest possible time.

The two ghost dragons still had a hint of dragon pride, but they just roamed around the periphery and sowed curses, and the rolling black clouds barely stopped.

And the ghost dragon Moros finally understood his position, and he no longer planned to do those more "single" heads-up feats. He took a group of subordinate junior brothers, like hunters with a group of fierce hounds, in the chaotic battlefield of fighting, and saw which abyss demon was too arrogant, just a mouthful, pushing, beating, and solid chores were done by the younger brother. And he only needs to walk over easily, open the bloody mouth full of sharp inverted teeth, and bite off the other party's head in one bite.

This kind of cooperation allows him to not lose a single penny, but he can get the most merit. After some wandering, there were 4 lone abyss demons who became his prey.

Such arrogance undoubtedly provoked the anger of the demons. After a while, the five Great Demon-level Abyss Demons gathered together and rushed over with a menacing momentum to fight with the Bone Dragon Team again.

In one corner of the battlefield, the Demon Hunting Spider, which had been uncontrollable at the beginning of the war, had simply become the embodiment of death. The Demon Hunter Spider is not so much a creature as it is a monster made entirely of metal, a monster shaped like a giant spider. Eight long arthropods supported its massive body, each with a sharp blade at the end, and even the rock-solid frozen frozen tundra was pierced by it, not to mention the fragile body of the undead.

Running rampant through the Graveyard Legion, the Demon Hunters were barely able to match, whether it was the sturdy Abomination, the Lickers who jumped freely, or the vampires who circled and shuttled, they were all cut in half in front of the Spider's blade-like arthropods.

In the 3-hour battle, countless undead have died under the arthropods and giant turtles of the demon hunting spiders. But in order to prevent this big guy from running out and disturbing other battlefields, the blood mage in charge of the command here can only pinch his nose and transfer it into a group of formed lickers to surround it, even if it is sent to death, he must be trapped in place.

So when the ghost girl flashed out of the shadows, what she saw was a dense pile of tombs, a tomb composed of lickers and zombies, and the demon hunting spider stood tall on the pile of corpses to show off its might.

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