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However, before the other party's fragile body was squeezed and twisted by himself, Mordo vaguely sensed a trace of abnormality. Unfortunately, the sluggish demon skin hindered his perception of danger.

After a loud "bang" that shook the mountain, the dark fog that obscured the vision dispersed, revealing the power of the voodoo doll's explosion in front of people.

The Horned Overseer's battered left arm was gone, and his right arm and chest were riddled with holes, purple demonic blood flowing happily. But what was really fatal was the bowl-sized wound in the middle of the skull. Through this wound, it was clear that the Horned Overseer's body was scorched and scorched, exuding a pungent and spicy smell.

The Horned Demon Overseer shook and shook before finally falling to the ground with a heavy blow, his burly body stirring up a huge amount of dust.

Karui's slender figure slipped out of the Horned Overseer's back just in time. If he hadn't used the Horned Demon Overseer's body as a cover, I'm afraid he would have been injured in the explosion just now.

A short, thin, baby-like shadow flickered beside the demon's corpse.

"Hurry up and retreat! The enemy is coming. "The thin voice is so unique.

Karui's ugly face showed a smile that was worse than crying, and he finally collected the corpses of the Horned Demon Overseer before the demons on the periphery rushed over, and fled back into the tide of undead corpses.

Behind him, the rolling thunderclouds in mid-air were still exploding, and a series of lightning strikes struck near the battle circle, stopping the demon's pursuit.

This is the ranged support of the Skeleton Mage Haka. If it weren't for Haka, their desire for a quiet "heads-up" demon commander would have been almost a joke.

The death of the Horned Overseer Moldor also heralded the disorder of the Vanguard. But for the demons who have been in a state of chaos all year round, perhaps this is their favorite state.

Therefore, during the time when the new demon commander arrived at the front line, the undead corpses who had been dormant and silent erupted in a cry and rushed out. Mixed with them were a large number of vampires and vampire counts in black and red dresses.

The vampires were followed by special mages dressed in elaborate costumes and completely dressed as human nobles. There were men and women, but what could be swayed from their hands was the same blood-colored aura.

These blood-colored auras fell on the vampires, as if they were injected with hormones, making them fangs bare, fierce and fierce, and their combat power began to soar. And once it falls on a demon, there is a high probability that it will directly fall into a state of madness and murder, and indiscriminately begin to attack the qiē moving objects it encounters.

With the assistance of these special mages, the vampire clan, which has always been "strong and not strong, not weak and not weak", has unexpectedly exploded into a different kind of bloodthirsty and tough, not only has a huge increase in attack power, but also has a staggering survivability.

Under the onslaught of the vampire horde, the front line without a strong demon formation immediately became a one-sided slaughter. The demonic cannon fodder scattered and fled, turning the tide of the battle into a pulp.

As the core of the war, the blood mage strolled leisurely through the battle circle, spreading a blood-colored aura while walking to the place where a vampire died in battle. As he chanted the incantation, the blood-colored aura swirled, and the vampire, who had been incinerated to ashes, was once again born from the bloodlight, and continued to pounce forward with a hideous face.

And the vampire counts who wore chain mail and held blood-colored swords were even more invincible. With a vampire aura and a bloodsucking symbiosis, the instant teleportation at will makes them proficient in outflanking, pinching, and sneak attacks, coupled with the courage of fearless life and death, which makes them unbeatable. Almost wherever there are the most demons and the most dense, they rush to.

With such a powerful-stirring stick that is not afraid of death and cannot be killed, it crisscrosses the battlefield, and those previously weak zombie skeletons have also broken out in the second spring. The attack is too weak? It's nothing, anyway, there are many people. A tide of corpses poured up, and even if it couldn't kill those demons, it drowned them in the sea of soldiers. Tugging the arms and pulling the arms, hugging the thighs hugging the thighs, picking the eyes and picking the eyes, what kind of weird scenes can be found in the corpse tide.

And the large number of ghost killers and ice banshees in the center of the corpse tide have become the biggest accomplices, harvesting the lives of one demon after another in almost no danger.

A demonic roar was heard in the distance.

At the end of the distant horizon, out of sight, on a low hill, a huge tent was erected.

The true master of the demon army, the lord of the 348th plane, Taffin, has finally arrived on the battlefield.

The demon army was overwhelming, almost like a red and black turbid current that overflowed the frozen wasteland, and the vanguard had slowly poured into the eroded flesh battlefield, while the follow-up troops were still far away in the middle of the smoke and fire on the horizon.

From the top of the mountain, dark red and gray are intertwined, and finally mixed into a speckled dark quagmire.

The clamor of the demons and the grimness of the undead are a stark contrast, which impresses everyone who witnesses it and is full of shock.

The demon army had stopped continuing to inject into the huge war quagmire in front of them, but slowly gathered its men and began to gather into an army formation half a mile away. It's just that the demon's so-called military array is a garbage dump that is enough to laugh at the big teeth of the human commander. All kinds of demons grabbed a piece of territory according to their level strength at will, pushing and shoving, shouting and scolding, and there was hardly a moment of silence.

Suddenly, his eyes were full of cowardice, horned demons, quasai demons, latent demons, succubi demons, and cunning demons with dark red complexions and sharp teeth...... Almost all the demon races that humans can identify can be found in the demon army, but more often are some more bizarre and inexplicable monsters, and it is difficult to identify their racial lineage for sure.

The Bottomless Abyss is too deep and vast, and although traditional scholarship holds that the Bottomless Abyss has 666 layers, the real number of layers is much more. After all, the bottomless abyss is much more terrifying than conventional wisdom can encompass.

Therefore, if you want to go through such a vicious world, it is almost impossible to count a complete ecological chain system. So more scholars tend to tend only the familiar faces that often appear in the demonic army.

This unprecedentedly large demon army was not very well disciplined, and it was almost impossible to see any marching troops. All kinds of demons are crowded together according to their ranks, races, and preferences, pushing and shoving, shouting and scolding, and there is hardly a moment of silence. The only ones who can see the slightest hint of the appearance of the army are the personal guards that belong directly to the major lords.

However, even so, these elite demons did not stand in line with the battle type according to human military common sense, but surrounded their lords in twos and threes in a pattern similar to that of a human mercenary group. This is typical of what human beings often say, "a plate of loose sand"!

It's just that the discipline is not good. But when they gathered together and watched the melee between the 30,000 demonic front army and the 70,000 undead corpses in the field, they actually screamed and shouted. The battle line that had just been discharged immediately swelled again, and from time to time some demons with irritable personalities rushed out of the battle line and broke into the flesh and blood battlefield to fight.

However, this kind of strict behavior of violating the military discipline of his own side was not punished by the high-ranking demons. Some of the little demon lords even led the team to show off their muscles in the midst of haha laughter.

In stark contrast to this is the battle line on the side of the cemetery.

Not only was the regiment of the cemetery headquarters banned and the queues were purged, but even the undead cannon fodder that had been forcibly gathered was barely discharged from the heavy corpse walls under the constraints of many middle-level cemetery troops.

Hundreds of Meat Giant Abominations were interspersed in their array, acting as a mainstay. More teams of Lickers are scattered on the flanks in a thousand-man pattern, ready to be used as sharp knives to plunge into the enemy's ribs.

That's all the demons can see, and the rest of the cemetery's high-end combat power is concentrated in the core area. It was also shrouded in the fog of war in large groups, and the enemy did not want to see anything without breaking into it. At least so far, the sharpest Knights of the Black Blade (which has expanded to 1,000 people), the Necro Mage Regiment, and the Bone Dragon Squad in the Graveyard Legion have not shown up at all, and they have only waited for the right time to surprise the demon army.

Judging from the strength on the surface, the strength of this demon army gathered by Taffin is absolutely stable over the Graveyard Army. However, after experiencing the influence of the last plane war, the young mage finally understood a truth that was not easy to understand.

The strength of demons is only reflected in their individual strength, and once assembled into an army, the chaos and tyranny of their soul origin will crush their own army. It's no wonder that with the endless dimensional space of the bottomless abyss, the massive demon troops in the mountains, and the high-level demons that are endlessly killed, they can't even take the hell with only 9 planes. Even in the mouths of some veterans of the bloody war who occasionally turned, most of the time the bloody battle was the "weak" devil beating the devil.

It was this recognition of the nature of the demon that prompted the top management of the cemetery to make up their minds to fight a "field battle" with the demon.

This is not only an integration of one's own strength, but also a recognition of one's own strength. Just as the soul guard Hilgei has just sprouted his own consciousness, he can't wait to single out a strong enemy with enough weight, and the Necropolis also needs to test his own qualities and shortcomings.

However, at this moment, the plane lord Taffin was also silently examining his enemies in the battle tent.

Perched high on the lord's throne, through the open tent door, his eyes could be unobstructed to see every detail of the battle within ten miles. And those who are qualified to accompany the lord in the tent are dozens of powerful demon leaders, all of whom have the strength of the great demon level.

Soul Guard Hilgai was also in attendance, and his position was quite close to the Plane Lord, causing the demon leaders behind him to have sparks of jealousy in their eyes.

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