Carrying a bag of black bread, Hybot cautiously walked through the trenches, then burrowed into the bunker hidden under the grass, and found his comrades on duty, using magical items to monitor the movements of the demon army of the Abyss in the distance. f

"It's time to eat, you eat first, I'll help take a look."

The big man looked away from the telescope-like magical object, and as soon as he raised his head, he hit the top of the tall bunker with a dull thud.

"Alas! Can't this thing be made a little higher? ”

"If you build too high, you will be hit by the demons' spell-like abilities, and you haven't seen how those careless guys before turned into minced meat."

Highbot took the magic item in the other party's hand, carefully tried it, and continued to monitor the enemy in the distance.

"Don't you think the food has been getting worse and worse lately? Even the brown bread came out...... If this continues, the demons will really attack, and we will not even have the strength to hold our weapons. ”

The big man tugged hard at the stick-shaped black bread, then looked at the latter, who was not moving, and complained with some dissatisfaction.

"The supply lines in the rear of the Salvation Army have been attacked, you should be content with bread to eat, and I heard that some troops are already digging weeds."

Highbot lifted his head from the magic item and glanced at the other.

"You're from the land of Nilagrand, where you can eat fish, chips, and stargazing pies, and brown bread isn't too bad for you...... My hometown is the capital of gastronomy, and enamel is strange. I'll tell you, enamel soup, praise! ”

The big man grumbled, but he tried to break the black bread and handed half of it to Hybot.

"But your gastronomic capital is now overrun by demons." Highbot took the half of the hard black bread and said casually.

"That's the main reason why I joined The Salvation Army."

The big man shrugged his shoulders: "I bet those damn demons absolutely don't know the precious Cheng dù of those ingredients and the importance of food culture!" ”

"Because they all eat raw meat."

Highbot seems to be getting a little bored with the topic. After replying casually, he continued to monitor the camp of the Abyss Demons.

"Why don't you attack those monsters?" Seeing that Hybot was not interested, the big man changed the subject, but his mouth was stuffed with black bread, and his voice sounded a little muffled: "Is it because he is not ready?" It's been so long......"

"No, the Abyssal Demons are attacking the supply lines behind the Salvation Army. Eighty percent of them are likely to be to provoke the Salvation Army and force us to take the initiative to attack it. Highbot took a bite of the black bread, but couldn't bite it, so he tried to soften it with water first, and continued, "Those guys aren't stupid...... Perhaps it should be said that their commanders are not stupid and pay the same attention as we do. ”

"Are you saying that the battlefield and traps are laid out to gain an advantage when the other side takes the initiative to attack?"

"It's almost, anyway, now it's up to you to see if it's a lack of stamina over there, so I can't hold back my hands first." Highbot finally tore a small piece of brown bread off. Chew it in your mouth like chewing gum.

"In short, as long as this battle is over, it will almost be over in one qiē." The big man smiled innocently: "I want to take a medal in this battle so that I can go back to Enamel to show off to my sister." ”

Then he had stopped chewing at some point, and his whole body was engrossed in looking at the mirror-like magical object.

The next moment, Hybot threw away the bread in his hand and pulled out a ball-shaped alchemical item from a quartermaster box next to the bunker. As soon as he pulled the ring on the alchemy item, a sharp alarm sounded over the plain.

"What's wrong?" The big man stood up in some panic, but hit the top of the bunker again, only this time he didn't care about the pain. Instead, he looked anxiously at Hybot.

"Enemy attack! The number is unknown! ”

Highbot continued to rummage through the quartermaster box for a while, eventually finding two small tactical backpacks containing weapons, potions, emergency food, and water.

"On the back. Get ready for battle! ”

At this time, a bright red magical light also lit up in the sky, revealing that Hyperbot's alarm was not a false alarm out of nowhere.

The first to fall into battle was the hellfireball unleashed by the Abyssal Demons, a green fireball that cut a parabola across the sky and smashed into their position.

This fireball is different from normal fire magic. It doesn't explode, but it has a splashing effect, and if you get burned by that green flame, the entire wound will gradually begin to decay, and the fuel for that flame is not physical or otherwise. It's the vitality of the human being.

Unless you are a mid-level magician or above, if you don't want to die, you have to cut off the part that is stained.

Screams and cries filled the entire position at once, and then an even more powerful bombardment came.

The top of the bunker they were on was cut off, and although both of them subconsciously fell to the ground, dodging the shotgun-like fire of the rubble, they were still exposed to broad daylight.

In addition, their bunkers were already on the front line, so before the two of them could retreat, the front line of the Abyss Army came into contact with them - in fact, almost all of the Salvation Army scouts on this line were attacked by the front line of the Abyss Army.

Highbot's enemy is a demonized orc.

The creature resembles a normal orc, but its skin is gray, its fangs, claws, and canines are longer, its fur is all black and white, and its bright red eyes are accentuated by the contrast of its pale skin.

Although it looks terrifying, in fact, these guys are just miscellaneous fish in the Abyss Army, and they are of the same level as the Little Bad Devil.

Compared to the wooden sticks in the hands of the demonized orcs, Highbot's weapons are much more advanced.

Due to the fact that all the craftsmen of the human race are assisting the Salvation Army, as well as the participation of the dwarves, the Human Salvation Army has an unparalleled advantage in weapons and equipment, and even soldiers of a low grade like Highbot have excellent enchanted knives in their hands.

Added to the fact that Haybot was not stunned on the battlefield, but a veteran of several battles, and after flashing the demonized orc's wooden stick, he slashed the opponent's chest with his backhand and cut off the opponent's head with a knife, announcing the death of the guy.

"Roar, crush, go forward—Hori Ryuking!"

The shouts of heroes from behind were heard, and many demonized orcs were torn to pieces by the spear-mounted heroic treasure that turned into a raging wind.

The smell of blood mixed with the smell of the battlefield was adrenaline-pumping.

Smelling this smell, Highbot was finally sure.

The prelude to the final war, at this moment, has begun. (To be continued!)

ps: There was no update yesterday because I went on a blind date.

…… Please don't ask me how it turned out, I just want to see the scenery quietly.

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