Philadelphia, a city that used to be bustling and noisy, has become a ghost realm, and the Lucifer legions that occupy it are not as unalive as the troops of the two demon kings, Beelzebub and Abaddon, but they have not made the captured humans feel better. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Without exception, they were all slaves, Lucifer's men were not in the habit of wasting resources, and as far as hell was concerned, they were also one of the most weapon-minded demon kings, so all the able-bodied captives were gathered together to work under the watchful eye of the demons.

Fortresses were gradually built in the hands of these slaves, and they watched their homes being demolished one by one, and then turned into a fortress of demons, and this is not the end, they also had to build demonic equipment and weapons in the lava of hell, the breath of hell and the heat in the lava eroded their bodies, and people who couldn't hold on died almost every day, and those demons would not even waste their corpses, but directly pulled to the residence of the little devils to make food for them.

The human beings here live like the walking dead, with no tomorrow, no hope, just waiting for the day when they will become food, and the people outside can despise their cowardice and accuse their enemies, but when there are really hundreds of the same people who die in front of their eyes, maybe they will choose this path.

As soon as the day dawned, the human captives sleeping in the burrows were woken up by a loud cry, dragged their tired bodies out, and went to the gathering place to eat, as for the former houses, they had long since been demolished or requisitioned, and even these caves for rest were dug by themselves.

A dozen slaves in the cave gathered in an open field, a little devil stood on the edge of a gasoline barrel with the help of a wooden stool, holding a wooden spoon and stirring, every time a slave came to the barrel, he would take out a spoonful of paste of unknown ingredients and throw it into the stone bowl in their hand, and the cycle repeated.

Even though there were hundreds of people gathered in this small clearing, but no one talked to each other, the physical and mental destruction during this time had already numbed them, and now even if there was only one little demon serving food in the clearing, no one had the slightest idea of resisting, and those who had such thoughts would have died long ago.

After carefully licking the mush of all kinds of food in the bowl, the slaves picked up various tools and walked in line to their respective construction sites, working hard to be able to continue to live like this for another day.

Today, too, they conserve their energy and walk to the construction site so that the little food they eat in the morning can support them to complete half a day's work in exchange for the next meal. From time to time, there was the sound of distant explosions and buildings collapsing in their ears, but none of this could attract their attention in the slightest, they had heard this sound many times, from the first hope to the current ignorance and deafness, not a single human soldier could come to them alive and take them out of this hell, so what did all this have to do with them?

But today it seems that something is different, the sound of the explosion seems to be mixed with some prayers, the devout believers among the slaves stopped and looked in the direction where the explosion came from, could it be that God came to take them away, they put their hands together, knelt on the ground, no one wants to live such a day, when they heard these ethereal prayers, the faith in their hearts burst out at once, they kept praying, hoping that God would hear their prayers.

The sound of explosions kept ringing out, and it seemed to be getting closer and closer, and the slaves were praying more and more vigorously, and they infected the slaves who were not yet believers next to them and began to learn to pray on their knees.

A loud bang sounded from behind them, and they looked back excitedly, but they immediately showed a horrified expression, which is the angel who greeted them, a tall and fierce demon wearing hideous armor stood on the ruins on the side of the road, and his eyes also looked in the direction where the explosion came from.

Yes! A timid slave let out an exclamation, attracting the attention of the archdemon, and he seemed to remember something when he saw the slave on the ground who had not had time to change his prayer posture due to his astonishment.

Oh! An angry roar came out of his mouth, and at the same time came out a cloud of red flames, which instantly consumed the dozen or so slaves below, and they were burned to char before they could even scream.

The surrounding slaves were already desperate, this kind of scene did not appear before, and the result was that everyone present would be executed by the demons, and there would be no escape, and just when they had already accepted their fate, a loud bang sounded next to them.

The big demon immediately turned his gaze away, and all the slaves also turned their eyes to that side, a breeze blew, the smoke and dust were taken away, and a tall silver-white figure was gradually revealed, it was a strong man who was only tall, and the experienced slaves felt that he was at least two meters tall, of course, now in their hearts he was as tall as heaven.

The strong man was wearing thick armor, his style was holy and clean, even the smoke and dust just now did not leave a single speck of dust on him, the full armor covered his face, but the red cross carved on his body made these slaves think that he should be as handsome as an angel.

The strong man picked up a war hammer the size of half his body in his right hand and put it on his shoulder so casually, the kind of weightless appearance made people wonder if he was holding a cardboard or plastic imitation, but when he threw the bloody head of a big demon in his left hand on the ground, the slaves couldn't help but exclaim, oh my God, God really heard their prayers and sent an angel to rescue them.

Of course, this was just wishful thinking, and the silver-armored man didn't even look at them all the time, and the cross slit on his helmet that was used to see things kept looking at the great demon on the ruins.

The Great Demon didn't immediately pounce on the heads of the same kind as humans imagined, these high demons are not as brainless as people think, on the contrary, they are more shrewd than anyone else, the head of the Horned Demon Overseer who was still on the ground just now, looking at the appearance of the armored warrior, it doesn't seem to take much effort, this kind of strength of the enemy deserves to be taken seriously.