Soon after the departure of the lingu, the camp of the Raven Tengu began to gradually move, and even if their compatriots continued to die in battle, they had been holding back their desire to join the war because they had no orders. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 The intent to fight is constantly suppressed in waiting, like a spring full of strength, waiting for the moment of release. They looked down on the entire battlefield from the air, and they saw the death of every compatriot very clearly, watched them fight, watched them work hard until they died. Under such stimulation, each Raven Tengu seems to have turned into a god of vengeance, volcanoes that are just waiting for the moment of eruption.

The arrival of the spirit dove Irin brought the fuse of the volcanic eruption. The Raven Tengu were silent, watching the back of the lingu, and everyone followed, as fast as they could. In an instant, as if the sky had become black, and the sunlight was also blocked by the black wings pressed by the black, the youkai subconsciously raised their heads, and what they saw was as if the sky was falling, and the ravens turned their bodies into sharp arrows, cutting through the air with a sharp sound and piercing the eardrums. Under the leadership of the spirit dove Irin, stabbing down on the sky where the yokai were powerless to stop, the Raven Tengu roared with eyes that could no longer bear the hatred, tearing apart the flesh of one yokai after another.

The Grim Reapers, who came from the sky, changed the tide of the war almost instantly, and the moment they arrived, almost an equal number of demons lost their lives. I saw that one by one the Raven Tengu fell from the sky to the camp of the demon army without slowing down in an almost perfect posture, and the huge acceleration made the demon almost defenseless, and in the next moment of approaching the demon, the Raven Tengu pulled up their bodies in unison, drawing a graceful curve, and with the help of speed, knives, claws, and other weapons slashed through the demon's head and neck. The tengu rose again into the sky, and with it, countless spurting blood flowers bloomed in the air, and the blood that the demon cherished most was squeezed out of the huge wound by the pressure, like one fountain after another, and the demon did not even have a chance to wail, and then turned into ashes in the sunlight.

"That's it! That's it! Tear these bastard bastards to shreds for me! Not a single one to stay! "Spirit Dove Irin, this powerful tengu has completed a slaughter at this moment, and at this time, her face is still stained with blood left by demons, turning her originally very young face into iron and hideous. She laughed and shouted, her hands held high, and in her hands was the head of a cyclops. Sharp nails pierced the giant's hard, iron-like skin up to the skull. The demon still had an incredulous look in his eyes, but his life was destined to turn from a tearing neck to the nourishment of the earth. The originally powerful cyclops was so vulnerable in front of this great tengu.

As if in response to the call of the dove Irin, the Raven Tengu fell from the sky again and again, reaping the life of the crows. Although in addition to the surprise brought by the first time, after the second attack, the demons have been somewhat guarded, and some pure energy attacks condensed by demonic power have also blasted into the sky from the ground like anti-aircraft guns, and some powerful monsters have picked up huge tree trunks and stones and threw them into the air. However, the Tengu were still very efficient at killing, and this moment became the heaviest moment for the demon army since the beginning of the war. Spirit Dove Irin is even more like entering a no-man's land, no matter how the demons resist, every time she attacks, one demon or even two or three will die in her hands without the power to fight back.

This time, all the youkai have been put into battle, and the whole scene has become extremely chaotic for a while, but there seems to be an indescribable sense of rhythm in this chaos. In the midst of the melee, the youkai that are extremely powerful in the eyes of humans are like grass mustard, and they die very easily, and then fall down and become corpses or ashes. In such a battlefield, there is no one who will not die, and the demon with a powerful body and the tengu with discipline and order will fight and die equally. There may still be different obsessions and desires in life, but after death, there is no difference, and it has become a simple "object".

The demon army seemed to see its disadvantage, and Xiao Jing led the group of humanoid demons to form a formation again, and began to counterattack against the air behind the demons. All kinds of demonic power converged into a dense barrage, and under such powerful firepower, the Raven Tengu finally began to show battle damage. From time to time, you can see the javen tengu falling from the sky to the ground, and in the chaos of the battlefield, falling is equivalent to death, regardless of whether he is still alive at the moment of landing.

The roar of the beasts, the roar of the demons, the fierce fight of the tengu, and the howl of death. All this is interwoven into the most terrifying symphony in the world, every note is composed with blood and life, and each piece of music represents countless originally powerful monsters going to the Yellow Springs together. The clear sky became cloudy at this moment, as if the heavens couldn't bear to see all this, and covered the earth full of corpses with black and oppressive remnant clouds. What is the righteousness and reputation of each monster in the battlefield at this time? Their fight is not for Youkai Mountain, not for the Red Devil Pavilion, not for revenge, not for desire, but simple, for survival. In order to survive, you have to kill every enemy in front of you, and in order to survive, you have to protect your comrades as much as possible, that's all.

"It's the most boring emotion." The Heavenly Demon looked at all this, sighed, reached out and took off the earphones he had been carrying with him from his neck, put them on, and cut off all the fierce fighting sounds. At this moment, the face of the Heavenly Demon was finally no longer the expression of being at ease with the encounter, at this moment, the expression of the Heavenly Demon became very indifferent, even if it was her own people who were fighting in front of her, but from her expression, there was no sympathy or pity at all. The oldest demon quietly watched the battlefield, and with a calm and terrifying attitude, he issued one order after another. With the order, the tengu's formation slowly began to gather, just like the pockets began to close, the demons were slowly divided by the tengu, and the entire formation was cut in half, and the demons in the center faced the embarrassment of enemies on all sides, and soon became able to resist with all their might.

The Raven Tengu stopped their attack on the ground forces and instead rushed to the ranged units behind the Demon Army. Apparently a long distance was ignored in front of the tengu, but soon, the tengu disrupted the formation of the humanoid demons, and dragged the long-range troops of the Red Devil Pavilion from a large number of demons into the quagmire of melee combat. In such a situation, although the losses of the Raven Tengu are greater, the demon army will face the dilemma of completely losing the ability to fight long-range, especially the demons who have been surrounded, and can only be helplessly worn to death by the kappa little by little.

Far away from the battlefield, it was a very ordinary hillside, and at the back of the hillside, the clearing, which looked like it was empty, inadvertently flashed with the brilliance of the magic pattern. "Although Remy wants me to help these aphids who can only use brute force as much as possible, but..." Pache with a crescent moon headdress hat was hiding in this magic circle at this time, and the ground around her was densely covered with magic patterns that humans could not understand, and these magic patterns extended from the four corners to form a huge magic circle, and Pache stood in the middle, and next to her, there was the waiter she had been following her, burgundy hair, two pairs of winged little demons. In front of Pache was a small wooden platform on which a mysterious-looking crystal ball was placed. At this time, in the crystal ball, everything in the battlefield is completely projected, and from the perspective of the sky, almost all the situations can be seen at a glance. This is probably the ability that every commander dreams of.

However, Pache looked at everything reflected in the magic crystal, and there was obvious disgust on her face. Even though she's a witch, she doesn't like to see this kind of bloody battlefield, does she? In a sense, although Patchouli is no longer in age compatible, she is just a calm and rational girl in terms of mentality.

"Pache Lady... Aren't you ready to make a move? "Naturally, the little devil knows his master very well after serving him for so long. She looked at Patchouli's expression and asked tentatively. Pache seemed quite hesitant, before the battle, Remilia was going to come in person, but after finding out that the time of the war was daytime, she was very childish and refused to go out, although Remilia is not afraid of sunlight like ordinary vampires, but sunlight does have some harm to Remilia, and vampires instinctively hate sunlight, even Remy will not be an exception. So, Remy, who was supposed to come, was very willful and passed the buck to Pache Li. Although Patchouli herself was unwilling, after all, it was still a friend's request, and there was really no way to accept it.

Now it seems that if he doesn't make a move, the situation of the demon army will be lost sooner or later, right? Pachouli smiled wryly and looked at the back of the Monster Mountain, and when the perspective of the magic crystal moved in that direction, almost instantly, the entire image disappeared. It's not because there's something wrong with the crystal, it's because of the protection that Pache left behind. After all, the magic crystal is in the form of snooping to see everything in the distance, but since it is snooping, then there is a possibility of being discovered. The biggest disadvantage of this kind of magic is that if you look at the same thing, that thing also has the qualifications to influence the snooper himself. It's not just a mirror, it's a passage. Of course, with Pachuali's magic, ordinary youkai can't detect her magic at all, but once the crystal discovers that it is powerful enough to detect magic, it will instinctively turn off the magic to protect the caster, otherwise there are even enemies who use this snooping magic to influence the snooper.

As a witch, Patchouli has indeed lived for a long time and has a very powerful magic power, but this kind of magic can only barely compare to the Great Tengu, and even this is a bit exaggerated, let alone the most powerful Heavenly Demon. The Great Tengu can't affect Pache yet, but if he uses this crystal magic to spy on the Heavenly Demon, he will definitely be discovered by the Heavenly Demon in an instant, and then directly control Pache in turn, and at that time, whether he is alive or dead will be all in the thought of the Heavenly Demon.

At this time, Pache didn't know who the person was so powerful that she couldn't even spy on her, but she could analyze it somewhat. Pachualie's mind is excellent, and it is clear that even if she makes a move, she will not be able to save the battle. So Pache finally sighed and reached out to pick up the crystal. When her hand touched the crystal, the magic that had been blessed on it was completely gone. Pachouli made a decision, she turned around, squatted down gently, her palm covering the center of the magic circle on the ground, and she didn't know what she did, the magic circle flickered violently, and then disappeared completely.

"Let's go, little devil." Patchouli lifted up, stood there and gasped for a few moments, then commanded lightly. The little devil paused for a moment, and hurriedly spoke: "Huh? Pache Lady? Don't the troops on the front line care? ”

Pachouli turned around and said indifferently: "I have already told the commander of that army to prepare to retreat, some vampire powerhouses should be able to survive, right?" ”

"But... There are so many demons, aren't they? The little devil hurriedly asked, she really couldn't bear to see so many monsters who had defected to the Red Devil Pavilion dying here.

Patchouli shook her head helplessly, turned around and said: "It's just some chess pieces, even if you don't die here, the final result is doomed, it doesn't matter whether you live or die." Although the little devil couldn't see Pachuali's expression at this time, from her calm and unchanging tone, for no reason, she felt a chill in her back.

The thousands of demons on the front line didn't know that they had been sentenced to death by the forces they had taken refuge in.

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