There is never such a thing as winning a single weapon in a big war. It is not only manpower and material resources that are fighting, but also the ability to develop and install weapons and equipment.

The fact that comprehensive national strength determines victory or defeat has really been universally applicable since ancient times.

It is already a very fortunate thing to be able to mass-produce weapons to restrain the enemy's main force within a certain period of time.

Battles at the soldier level will obviously end in Allied victory, but the battle of the strong will be a different story.

The Eredas, who worship evil and turn into demons, and the Draenei, who believe in the Light and change their name to Draenei, have loved and killed each other for 25,000 years, and each has made a way to clean up the other.

The low-concentration holy water can bully low-level demons, and it has a certain effect on middle-level demons, but high-level demons are hehe.

It didn't count anything, just the black shield around the high-level demon's body that was as light as mist, and the holy water splashed on it couldn't enter. It's more like two opposite energies canceling each other out.

When several of the Illidare's terror messengers, who were themselves seriously wounded, were stoned to death by Malad with a hammer, the enemy steward finally came out—

Dreadlord Lotherus!

The fear of the Demon King, in addition to the top ones, has been reduced to a synonym for a boss type, Duke stands in a high position, of course, it can be evaluated as a rookie pecking at each other.

But the reason why the Dreadlord can be crowned with the title of Demon King is because the guy who has reached this level is still an inexplicable existence for ordinary soldiers and beginner professionals.

"Hmph!" With a cold snort, the Dreadlord Lord's signature [Putrid Bug Swarm] directly caused the dozen or so paladins who were surrounding within a radius of 100 meters to jam their throats and fall to the ground in pain.

"Get out of the way!" the muscular man Malrad roared, wielding a golden hammer as he fought with Lotherus.

There was more than one strong man on the Sentry side, but a demon in the shape of a succubus appeared, wielding an evil whip, encircling the necks of one draenei warrior after another, brutally killing them.

If it is a simple succubus, it may also charm the soldiers of the Allied forces and make them die in an ugly way.

She's not.

She's Gabrisa, the queen of pain!

An evil being who takes pleasure in sadism!

"Demon, your opponent is me!" Iriel mustered up courage, shielding his body with his left hand, and hanging down his arm with his right hand, so that his arm was in a state where he could exert his strength at any time, and once he grabbed the enemy's flaws, the hammer would definitely round and smash over.

"Oh, hehe, a young and beautiful little hoof, do you want my sister to tell you how to change from a little hoof to a sassy hoof?" the wicked Gabrisa stretched out her fuchsia head and licked the end of the whip's stick, and the sinister look made Irel shiver.

"Death is your only end!" exclaimed Iriel.

Whether it's true or not, at least it can scare people, Gabrisa made this declaration: "Hehe! Sister, I am an immortal existence!"

Then, strange sounds echoed across the battlefield.

"Uh......h Damn......!

"Oooo

This strange voice naturally attracted the attention of Duke, who was working in Karazanri to approve documents.

"I'll wipe it!" Duke was stunned.

What did he see?

A hoof that is molested by a female demon.

The long whip with its almost thorny barbs dodged the hoof's shield at an uncanny angle, and easily shattered the hoof's only fine-caliber armor in an arc.

Originally, a good set of heavy armor covering the whole body, except for the occasional exposed neck, there were no flaws at all, but it was actually beaten by Gabrisa into the female armor of some Korean games before Du someone crossed over - well, it is the kind of armor with shoulder armor and leg armor, but there is only a three-point meat armor left in the key place.

I don't know if I don't look at it, but I found out at a glance that the unique buttocks of the hooves are matched with tattered clothes similar to those of a certain ship girl when the game is broken, as if it has been wheeled n times...... It's really emotional.

The hooves were not blindly beaten, and just as she frowned and suffered from unbearable soreness, she finally released her counterattack.

[Liquidation]!

In this era, the paladin's sharpest counterattack skill.

After a paladin takes a critical hit, he gets an additional chance to attack. If it is a normal paladin, the maximum can be stacked 4 times, but the better the endurance, the purer the holy light, the more times the paladin can stack.

In other words, you can beat a paladin, but people can use holy light, like a little black notebook to remember the good deeds you have done, and then settle the ledger all at once.

Now, Irel has used such a trick.

But...... It seems to be used crookedly.

Obviously, in the flash of lightning, Iriel swung at least a dozen hammers, but when he hit them, he actually hit the special effect of whips.

"Crackling"!

It was as if the Queen of Pain had been whipped a dozen times, not a dozen hammers.

Gabrisa burst into tears, her arms hugged each other as if she were hugging herself, her legs were folded, and her body spasmed, screaming like madness.

God meow!

What the hell is this?

Playing hardcore games on the battlefield?

Should it be said that it is worthy of a demon?

Irel was dumbfounded, frozen in place.

Duke is also a black line.

It's not impossible to let go and let the hooves grow, but you can't let the hooves be crooked.

Duke almost broke a high priest in the Battle of the Ancients, so he can't let his future archbishop collapse as well!

I can't bear it!

Just when the Queen of Pain took advantage of the hoof to be stunned and whipped the hoof away, suddenly a portal appeared in the center of the battlefield.

A young mage in a magic robe stepped out of the door.

"Who's who? old lady is happy! Get out of here!" Gabrisa shook her hand, and the whip, which was already sharp enough, revealed her true terrifying lethality.

Just the middle of the whip lightly touched the ground, and the hard sandstone instantly shattered into thousands of pieces.

The power of the middle stage is so amazing, not to mention the end of all the evil power that has been gathered.

Seeing that this young mage didn't have time to open the [Ice Barrier], and would be whipped to the point that his body was torn apart, the space seemed to have a strange dislocation, and Gabrisa's bewitching face was abruptly asymmetrical.

The left half of her nose was aimed at the red right half of her lip.

At this time, Iriel, who struggled to get up, found that a blood line appeared on the midline of Gabrisa's body, and this midline perfectly cut the Queen of Pain in half.

It was as if time had stood still at this moment.

The female demon, who was still full of smugness just now, still maintained a frightened look on her face at this moment. She let out a soul scream: "Impossible!"

In the blood mist of the sky. Including Iriel in the near distance, and the Draenei Garrison who was watching the battle nervously in the distance, everyone saw that the female demon who had just returned the murder had been separated in half, and she could not die anymore. 5610