The officials of the empire looked at it curiously, thinking that there would be some vision, but they didn't expect the other party to kill the emperor directly. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Guards, guards! Hurry up and kill him! An old minister said angrily.

Mengus licked the blood on his palm, and his face changed, "Humans are really a humble race, and even the taste is so unpalatable. Forget it, I'm not going to treat you as food anyway. “

Dozens of palace guards rushed up with swords in their hands, and the chief of the guard said: "Bandit, you have been surrounded, acquaintance ・・・・・・・・"

"What's wrong with acquaintances?" At some point, Mongues appeared in front of the chief of the guard, and he had an extra heart beating freely in his hand.

The head of the guard lowered his head, and there was indeed a bloody hole in his chest, "You, you, you!" ・・・・・・・・・" Before he could finish his sentence, the captain of the guard fell to the ground.

Mongues casually crushed his heart and pointed at everyone, "You! You! And you! All of you will die for the great Dark Titan, be proud of that, Ant! “

The official's eyes widened, "Run!" Run! ”

"Can you escape?"

Ten minutes later, there was not a single living mouth left in the entire Roman Palace, no, everyone was dead except for a sleeping guy.

The Roman Palace, or the main hall.

At this time, the ground was full of heads, and after counting them, the number exceeded three thousand, and they formed a hill of human heads. Around the hill of human heads, Mongues was drawing a magic circle out of plasma made from the blood of all people.

"Alright, that's pretty much it." Mongues chanted the incantation, "Come out, my minions!" ”

The blood circle released a strange light, and the center of the circle burned directly on the head mountain, and the black-red flames burned fiercely. A large gate appeared in flames, and as the number of people decreased, the gate opened little by little. Through the cracks in the gates, you can see the charred earth, flowing lava rivers, and corpses everywhere, a miserable image of hell.

That's not right, I should say that the other side is hell.

After half of the mountain was burned, the gate was completely opened, and black giants came out of it with a howl, and at their feet, you could still see all kinds of strange life. No matter how ugly they are, the same thing is that you can feel a deep malice in them.

The breath of hell wafted out as the gates opened, the ground cracked, and the houses burned strangely. The ground turns black as visible to the naked eye and gradually spreads outward.

That's right, Hell intends to devour the Plane of Glory.

Hell is one of the quasi-top planes, just like the demons that live in it. Chaotic and aggressive, it doesn't care if it can succeed or not. Anyway, attack first. It doesn't care at all whether it succeeds or fails.

Mongues didn't mean to stop it, but he was quite willing.

Damned City is a demon city with an aura of chaos that makes it easy to open a portal to hell there. It's a pity that the entire city of damnation was slaughtered, and more importantly, it was all within the realm of metal. If the demon wants to open the teleportation array, he must get Tianyu's consent, and obviously he will never agree.

Mongues could only use this method of blood sacrifice.

The blackening of the land spread outward at a rapid rate, covering the entire Roman palace in the blink of an eye.

"In this way, the whole city of Rome will become a part of hell, and I will be able to send soldiers in a steady stream." Mungus muttered to himself.

He doesn't think that hell will swallow up the entire brilliant plane, it's not that hell can't do it, but hell can't do it through a portal, just like a current USB disk that wants to store the information of a future light brain is definitely not possible, and the plane will of the brilliant plane is definitely not a decoration. But helling a city can still be done.

But before the aura of hell could spread to the city, a golden light spilled from the sky, and the hellish transformation stopped instantly. Little by little, the place that had been transformed was restored, and in a few breaths the ground returned to its original state.

Mengus was stunned, "How could the reaction of the will of the plane be so fast?" “

The will of the plane is only instinctive, and some things are very slow to react, so Mengus would think that at least the entire city of Rome will be hellished, because the will of the plane will not be able to react until this time.

"The Plane Will can react so quickly, does it have intelligence?" Mengus instantly came up with the answer closest to the truth, and then his expression was a little strange, "I actually let the will of the plane awaken my intelligence!" “

In fact, almost no one does this, because the gains outweigh the losses. Once the Protoss put forward a theory, that is, let the will of the plane have spiritual intelligence, and then improve the level of the plane. When the isoplane reaches the super level, it is possible for the Protoss to break through the barrier and reach a higher level. Theoretically, this is true, but in reality, if you want to advance to the Celestial Realm (Ancient Age), you can't afford to sell the resources you need to consume even if you sell the All-God Clan.

And why should the plane will listen to you, once you have spiritual intelligence, you have your own considerations. They will do things that are good for the plane, but harmful to other races.

For example, once the will of hell is activated. With the characteristics of Hell, he will control the demon capital to invade other planes as soon as possible. The strength of the will of the quasi-top-level plane is infinitely close to that of the Great Emperor of Eternity, which means that the demon race cannot resist at all.

Of course, the method of activating the will of the plane is very difficult, and there are not many people who can master it.

"Is this the Avenger's hole card? Think you'll win? If it's an intermediate plane, I'll have to flee right away without saying a word, but the low-level plane is not qualified at all! "Mongues was still talking to himself, he seemed used to talking to himself.

Indeed, the only attack ability of the lower planes, Heavenly Punishment, is too weak. The upper limit of the level of the professional in the lower plane is around level 40, while the intermediate level is the heavenly level. From here, you can see the gap between the two, a heaven-level master can deal with a group of level 40 masters, it is as easy as abusing vegetables.

Mongues was only slightly disappointed, then he didn't care, and turned his head to look at the gates of hell.

At this time, most of the human heads on the ground were burned to the ground, and the gates of hell began to slowly close. More and more demons are squeezing out of it, the dark giants have already come out with about eight thousand people, and the low-level demons have already exceeded one hundred thousand.

Finally, all the human heads on the ground burned out, and with a "click", the gates of hell closed, and the berserk demons who didn't have time to come out were directly squeezed into meat sauce.

At this time, the dark giants that came out of it reached more than 9,000 and nearly 10,000, and the low-level demons exceeded 300,000, piling up the entire Roman Palace, and the streets outside the Roman Palace were also filled with low-level demons.

The citizens of Rome only had to look up to see the tall body of the Dark Giant.

The whole city was completely in a panic.

"The devil is coming, run away! Run! “

"It's too late to pack your things, let's go!"

"If you don't want to die, hurry up!"

The demon watched the humans in the distance and was about to move, but no one moved. It wasn't that they were disciplined, it was just that they didn't dare to move because Mengus didn't speak.

In hell, the demons are also divided into three, six, nine and so on, and the orders of the high-level demons are almost impossible to disobey the orders of the low-level demons.

Mengus came from the main body, his own strength is the peak of the quasi-king, and his bloodline is the top demon dark titan. The low-level demons naturally didn't dare to disobey his orders, and no one dared to move if he didn't say anything.

Mungus stood still, half-loud and silent.

It wasn't until ten minutes later that he spoke again, "Yes, you can endure ten minutes, you have passed." Remember, what I need are soldiers who absolutely obey orders! Alright, do what you want! “

The demons rushed out with a howl.

The city of Rome is the largest city in the glorious continent, covering an extremely large area and with a population of more than five million. In just ten minutes, at the speed of ordinary humans, there are not many escapes, and most people are on the way to escape, but how can the speed of humans be comparable to that of demons.

A low-level claw demon tore through the door with its sharp claws, and as he looked at the trembling humans in the room, the claw demon showed a bloodthirsty expression, and its claws tore it to pieces mercilessly. The Claw Demon let out a croaking laugh and lowered his head to eat the flesh of the human.

The cold light flashed, and before the claw demon could react, it was already torn apart.

It wasn't the human pro who killed him, but another claw demon.

The demon army has always had little discipline at all, and cannibalism in battle is a common occurrence.

The city of Rome has a large number of professionals, who organize to resist the attack of the demons and buy time for ordinary people to escape.

It's a pity that the demons are inherently much stronger than humans, and if you want to kill a third-level inferior demon (the lowest demon in hell), you must at least need a well-equipped fifth-level warrior. To kill a level 19 (after level suppression) mid-level demonic berserker, you need at least a battle-hardened warrior at the peak of Star-Lord.

And the demon with a level of 39 is almost invincible to the professionals of the city of Rome.

The defense line formed by the professionals collapsed in an instant, and it could not be stopped for even five minutes.

The demons are excitedly slaughtering humans, and countless people have lost their lives as a result, and in desperation, people beg for the blessing of the gods.

At this time, in the northern city district, the Holy Episcopal Church's temple, second only to the Great Temple of the Holy City, countless people knelt on the ground and prayed for the blessing of the gods, and Karui was one of them.

Sixteen years old, Karui is a resident of the city of Rome, and his family is in decent shape. His father was a well-known adventurer, his mother was a small businessman, and his elder brother was favored by a magician and is now a level 9 mage apprentice. Today, my father told him that Brother Karui was back, and he was very happy because every time he brought him some new toys. Karui didn't have time to wash, so he put on his clothes and rushed down. The elder brother looked at him with a smile and handed him the toy in his hand. He could clearly feel that the toys his brother had given her were the most fun they had ever been.