David, who came back to his senses, did not stop, he realized that something was wrong when he felt the pain in his chest, changed his gesture, clenched his fist and hit the opponent to the ground, when his punch hit the seemingly weak delicate body, David's heart was suddenly shocked.

Obviously, the touch from his fist was soft, softer than the muscles of those orcs, but he didn't feel the feeling of his fist penetrating deep into the other party's body, and through the muscles that were not strong, he felt that he had beaten to the bone, but he couldn't break it.

There was a loud bang, and David knocked Agnes into the ground, and it seemed that he had the upper hand, but at that moment he suddenly retreated.

What happened to him just now? He saw his body pierced by countless sharp iron thorns, all his internal organs were squeezed out of his body, and what was the pain that seemed to be a real injury?

As if it was a hallucination, David thought as he looked at his intact hands, and then coughed up a mouthful of blood with a sweet throat.

"How...... Possible?! ”

Leaning over to look at the source of the pain, at the huge wound that had started in his left shoulder and ended in his right abdomen, David looked incredulous.

How could his body, bathed in dragon blood, suffer such a heavy blow?

What's even more incredible is that his body has no signs of healing, you must know that after bathing in the dragon's lair, what you get is not only an indestructible body, but also the inhuman healing ability, if the other party has the power to cut him, but why is even the healing force inhibited?

"The woman...... Who the hell?! ”

Agnes rose from the crater, she was on the crutch of the Scarlet Queen, her piercing pupils glowing from her scattered silver hair, and although her face was expressionless, she was surrounded by a terrifying aura.

"You guy, why...... Didn't you die? She spoke with a blank face.

Wrath.

Hysterical rage.

The uncontrollable anger burned in the demon king's chest, and finally turned into a killing intent that was enough to sweep away the battlefield.

Agnes looks a little embarrassed at this moment, although she is outrageously strong, but after all, she is not good at physical skills, and the strength of her body is not good, and she relies more on the superimposed defense of massive spells in the battle, just now I thought that I could kill the other party with a knife, but failed, when she was hit, Agnes was angry, and she was surprised that she could not be hacked to death.

Even more shocked than Agnes was David, this was the first time he had felt such a deep fear since he met Doyle, as if a magic hand from hell had choked his heart, that feeling that he would die at any time, and if he attacked like that just now, he would be hacked to death if he did it a few more times!

"Who are you?"

Agnes didn't answer his question, she thrust the Scarlet Queen into the ground, and then her right arm lit up with a black magical inscription.

Then David blinked his eyes, and the enemy in front of him had appeared in front of him, and in those eyes, killing, hateful, conceited, evil, all the terrifying emotions surged, making people want to vomit when they saw it, but the other party did not attack, but just stood in front of him, looking at him fixedly.

I can't stand it! It's tempting to be repulsive.

David attacked, but this time his hand didn't touch the other party, he only felt his fist hit the hard barrier, extremely hard, but there was no recoil, as if all the power was absorbed in an instant.

The skin of David's attacking arm hardened suddenly, and then cracks appeared, and when he withdrew his hand, the skin was like an old lime wall, revealing the crimson muscles underneath.

It was only at this time that he understood that the reason why the other party did not take the initiative to attack was to prove that even if he was allowed to fight, he would not be able to beat the other party.

"You are the Seven Gods of the King?" Agnes asked coldly.

Looking at that dangerous gaze, David swallowed and said the most humiliating answer of his life.

"No...... No. ”

Agnes lifted her foot and kicked David away, and Davy flew like a cannonball, directly through the building, flying far away, looking down from the sky, as if a fighter jet had dropped a line of bombs, and the sand and dust from the collapse of the building continued to grow until the end of the barrier.

Agnes looked elsewhere, she wanted to find the seven gods of the king, although she thought that person was the seven gods of the king just now, but in addition to being physically stronger, it seemed that she didn't have many skills, since even the unnamed people could hurt her, then the seven gods of the king should be more valuable for hunting.

"Huh? Magic? Who is it? ”

Agnes sensed that someone was casting an illusion, and her cold eyes instantly locked on the old figure, who was in the rear of the army at the moment, and seemed to be planning to escape.

Although he was not interested in prey other than the seven gods of the king, he could not let his army kill each other, so Agnes thought about it, and the scarlet queen who was inserted in the ground in the distance flew off the ground with a "ding", and flew towards the old man in a whirlwind, and then cut it into two parts as expected.

This is the case with illusions, the recipient is a weaker target than themselves, so it is almost crushed, and it only takes a thought to make the other party die in the illusion. And if you deal with a target that is equal to your own strength, you can only play a diversion role, just like David. And if the opponent is stronger than himself, then he can only be crushed, like now.

"Hugh...... Master Hubert is dead!! One of the tactical corps yelled in despair.

"What! Even Lord Hubert is dead! Who did it? ”

"No way, Lord Hubert is one of the seven gods of the king! How could he die so easily. Impossible! Impossible!! ”

"Even the seven gods of the king ...... If we are killed, then we will never survive? ”

The desperate screams of the human soldiers were heard in Agnes' ears, and she was slightly stunned, and then showed a look of surprise.

"No, could it be that the old man I killed just now is the Seven Gods of the King?"

There's no reason why, that's too weak, Agnes thought to herself.

If every of the seven gods under the king was at this level, then she might have risked her hometown being raided and personally left the Demon Realm to go to the empire for a blitzkrieg and kill all seven people.

However, considering that the other party is a person who uses illusions, it is understandable that he was killed so easily, but since he learned illusions but did not learn self-defense skills, I have to say that the old guy is confident enough.

"Strange, aren't there two of them? Since one is dead, what about the other? ”

"Could it be...... Is it there? She set her sights on the largest building in the center......

Corpses were strewn all over the field, the people of the Council of Wands and the mercenaries sent by the Holy See were lying on the ground together, the battlefield was filled with a thick smell of blood, the stumps and severed arms were shocking, and the blood-soaked ground would sink slightly when stepped on, which was a disgusting touch.

I sniffed it lightly, and it didn't smell good, mixed with the smell of metal.

"Is this war? Let the ants kill each other. Agnes stood on top of the mountain of corpses with a furrowed brow, looking down on her surviving army.

More than half of the orc army has lost, and the ghouls have also lost a small part, and most of these losses are due to the beastly man and the illusion old man, since Agnes killed those two, the losses on the demon side are almost negligible, and those soldiers exist as if they are for the sake of torture and killing the strong.

"What's the point of bringing them here?" Witnessing the fierce battle on the battlefield for the first time, Agnes felt a little emotional.

If the battle can be decided by one person, then why send a steady stream of weak demons to the battlefield, she has always been unconcerned about the death of demon soldiers, it is because they are exchanging their lives for glory, but now it seems that this glory does not have their share, their death looks so ridiculous.

"Sothos."

"Yes."

Sothos stepped forward and knelt down, his arm already attached.

"Let me ask you, is the presence of soldiers dispensable in every battle?"

"Back to Your Majesty, that's not the case, the strong have battlefields that belong to the strong, and the weak have battles that belong to the weak, and that battle is just a small exception."

Hearing this, Agnes nodded, rarely, she seemed to be in a somewhat heavy mood.

"That's good, the chess pieces should also have the dignity that belongs to the chess pieces, even if they are discarded, they must play their own role."