"Demon Body!"

"Great Demon Aura!"

Looking at the fast-running demon-faced lion Montdoro and the nearly 1,000 demonic warriors with explosive morale and increased combat power, Moriarty's face sank like water.

Sure enough, he was a very strong man, and he prepared two "heavy gifts" for Olympus as soon as he made a move.

Whether it is a high-level demon lion who inherited the Demon Overseer's body and absorbed the upper black flame, or the demon army that has regrouped in the Great Demon Aura and increased in strength instead of decreasing, they are all fierce enemies that need to be prepared with all their might. And what worries Moriarty the most and always cares about it is the Demon Extreme Dao itself. Even if he just stood motionless in the distance, the pressure on the entire human army was greater than that of all the other demons combined. This is the terrifying strength of the Extreme Strong.

"Brother Balalaika, go up on top, don't give the Demon Lion a chance to charge! Quick! ”

"Henry, bless Naga with a buff spell!"

"'Bows, crossbows', 'guns' are full of firepower, don't let the demon legion come up lightly!"

"The sword and shield infantry and the iron fist of war are all standing still, ready to take on the enemy's impact!"

"White, Guderian, Clausewitz, Gregory, don't move yet, we have only one goal!"

Taking a deep breath, Moriarty raised his sword and roared loudly!

The next moment, a brilliant magical light lit up, and one buff spell after another was inflicted on the three brothers. And Moriarty himself relied on the power of the fire elemental realm projection to directly supplement Naga with a "strong fire magic defense" to deal with the threat of black flames between the claws of the demon-faced lion.

"You say. How long will it take? ”

At this moment, the three-headed Naga had leapt out of the battle and met the roaring demon-faced lion. But Tchaikov, who was at the head, sneered again and again, and didn't seem to take his opponent seriously.

"Three minutes."

Zhukov, who has always been "cautious and conservative", said in a deep voice.

"Two minutes at most!"

Chekov didn't think about it, and directly increased the weight.

"I'll just give you a minute!"

But Tchaikov burst out with a more radical figure.

You must know that the opponent is a mutated high-level demon comparable to the Fire Sultan, even if it is three enemies and one, it does not mean that it can be won by taking it. In particular, this demon-faced lion was still molded by a demonic pole with a strange black flame, and its standing strength is still unknown.

"Just for a minute! Don't let the adults empty for too long! ”

"Good! One minute! Hear that. The other two Naga did not hesitate. Immediately shouted in unison.

Indeed, in the face of the attack of the Extreme Dao powerhouse, it is difficult for a mid-level professional to achieve the ideal defensive effect even if they gather in a group. And the legend has it that the Great Demon has the strange ability to teleport. Once raided Moriarty himself. Then Olympus is afraid that there is a danger of collapse in an instant. Only the three-headed Naga did his best to finish off the opponent in front of him, and then quickly returned to the aid to protect him. In order to ensure the safety of Moriarty on a certain distance.

And seeing the three-headed Naga joining forces to kill violently, the demon-faced lion that had rushed to the front of the battle also roared fiercely without showing weakness.

Then, I saw it suddenly open its huge mouth. He spat out a pitch-black fireball and shot straight at Tchaikov in the lead.

Unlike ordinary fireballs, the black flame ball swelled as soon as it left the demon's mouth, and its diameter became like a wheel. The black sparks that flew in all directions fell on the weeds, incinerating large areas of wild grass into ashes in an instant, and even the fireworks were already bare ground without seeing anything.

"Infernal Fire!?"

Seeing that Hei Yan was so domineering, Moriarty's eyes froze again, and at the same time, he also recognized that this Hei Yan was originally the "Purgatory Fire", one of the three famous demon fires in the demon plane.

The Purgatory Fire, according to legend, is a "sacred fire" given by a demon god worshipped by demons, stored in a mysterious half-plane called "Purgatory Valley". Only the Extreme Dao powerhouses above the Great Demon can go there through a directional portal located inside the Demon Temple. According to the magic texts, Inferno has a terrifying trait, which can ignore the target's defenses and directly damage the opponent's soul when there is a chance to ignore it. In addition, the black flame itself is extremely hot and everything is burned, and the combination of the two has achieved the prestige of the Purgatory Fire. And Moriarty didn't expect that he would be "lucky" to witness this rare magic flame today, and he was also surprised. What's more, just the black flame ball spit out by the demon-faced lion has such terrifying heat, you can imagine what kind of demonic flame surging scene it would be if the Great Demon personally performed the Purgatory Fire attack.

"Mah! Play with fire!? ”

In the face of the incoming black flame ball, Tchaikov did not dodge, and directly slashed at the fireball with six swords.

"Boom!"

Immediately, the Black Flame Ball Knife slashed the entire burst open, and the overflowing black flames swept up like a storm, and then swallowed Naga "in one gulp".

"Big brother!"

Seeing that Tchaikov was hit by a ball of black flame, Zhukov and Chekov on both sides exclaimed. What worried them even more was that Tchaikov in the black flame seemed to be suddenly immobilized, motionless, allowing the demonic fire to rage all over his body.

"Haha! Stupid bastards, turn to ashes in the flames of purgatory! ”

On the other hand, the Demon Lion laughed, and the demon face it kept revealed an indescribable cruelty and pleasure.

"Groove! Give me death! ”

Seeing the demon lion laughing uncontrollably, Chekov immediately became furious. I saw him rush to the body of the demon-faced lion, and then slashed down with six swords, like a torrent slashing straight at the opponent's neck.

"Click..."

As if slicing into a layer of alloy armor, Naga's knife array landed on the neck of the demon-faced lion and only slashed out a piece of spark, and it was bounced away one by one. The demon lion smiled contemptuously as if he didn't notice it, and then slammed out his claws, slapping Chekov straight away.

"Black Silk!?"

At this time, Zhukov, who was on the other side, suddenly whispered. It turned out that he clearly saw that Chekov had slashed down with six swords just now, and countless black silk threads suddenly appeared on the neck of the demon-faced lion, covering the neck vertically and horizontally. It was these black silks that seemed to weave armor that blocked Naga's vigorous slashing. But in the blink of an eye, the black threads faded again. nowhere to be seen.

"Hehe, you have good eyesight!"

Hearing Zhukov's call, the demon lion turned his head and smiled coldly, and then without saying a word, he jumped up and pounced on him.

However, Naga had already prepared, and Zhukov, who had obtained the "Breath of the Wind", was no slower than the Demon Lion, and immediately slipped sideways to avoid the lion's claws, and then slashed at the back and abdomen of the Demon Lion with six swords, three up and three down, respectively. It's just that the layers of black silk actually appeared again at this time, blocking all of Naga's knives.

"Huh. Cheap - species. Tremble! Your swords can't hurt me in the slightest! Look, our warriors are about to be killed, and the only way awaits you is death! ”

As if sensing something, the Demon Lion suddenly roared. And behind it. The rolling demon warriors have roared. Like a dark cloud, it was sinking in the direction of Rhineberg.

"Who do you say is a!?"

And just when the magic lion was smug and shouting. A huge black shadow suddenly appeared beside it like a ghost, and it was Tchaikov, who was still burning with black flames all over his body.

"You're not burned!?"

Unexpectedly, Naga would come to his side unscathed, and the demonic face of the demon lion suddenly appeared in surprise.

And at the same time. Tchaikov waved his arms together. The long knife in his hand was gone, replaced by a massive mace-head mallet nearly three meters long, the thickness of a tree pole, and covered with pure gold spikes.

"Whew!"

With a screech of wind, the mallet turned into a phantom and struck the face of the demon-faced lion.

"It's useless!"

In the midst of the lightning, the demon lion also roared. At the same time, large black threads staggered and twisted out like earthworms, tightly wrapping the entire head of the mutant demon.

"It's useless!? Lao Tzu still has this! ”

In an instant, another silver flash shone in Naga's gavel hand, and it was an ancient fist armor with demonic patterns all over its surface.

"Boom!"

Under the flickering light of the fist armor, the giant mace hit the face of the demon lion.

"Click!"

Like the strange sound of porcelain shattering, the black silk that seemed to be resilient and indestructible was gently shattered like a thin layer of ice.

"Poof!"

In the next second, a large stream of flesh and blood, turbid liquid, and even a trace of uncontrollable black flame erupted from the huge notch in the center of the demon face that had been broken by the nail mallet.

In extreme pain, the demon lion wanted to scream, but could not make a sound. At this moment, the entire demonic face had been transformed into a "small basin", which was deeply concave inward.

However, the Naga brothers didn't want to let each other go.

In the blink of an eye, Zhukov and Chekov were on either side of the Demon Lion at the same time, and then twelve long knives were stabbed out at once, and they were stabbed straight into the demon's face along the open hole of the mace-head.

"Ahh

Finally, the demon lion in the last death roared violently, but in exchange for another heavy blow from the adamantite macehead.

"Bang!"

Like a ripe watermelon, under the second blow as heavy as a mountain, the head of the demon lion was finally completely exploded.

And after losing his head, the huge body of the Demon Lion fell down at once, and a large area of black flame burned violently from his body as if it was devouring, but in the blink of an eye, the Demon Lion was completely incinerated completely.

"Hmph, you want to burn me?"

Looking at the demon-faced lion that quickly turned into a pile of black ash, Tchaikov smiled coldly.

"Big brother, are you okay?"

On the side, Zhukov immediately came up and asked with concern. Although the black flame on Tchaikov's body was finally extinguished at this time, it seemed that there were really many burns, and he looked quite wolf.

"It's okay, there is an adult's 'fire-based magic defense', and the black fire can't do anything either!" Smiling proudly, Tchaikov turned back and retreated to his own camp first: "Let's go, let's go back!" ”

"Yes!" Zhukov immediately followed.

"Big brother, your fist armor will lend me to play with shellfish, and the nail mallet will also be together!"

At this time, Chekov also hurried up, shouting loudly.

"Three stupid Bi!" In this formation, Guderian looked at the three Naga brothers who returned triumphantly in just a minute, and at the same time couldn't stop muttering: "'+2 Armor-Piercing Punch Armor' plus '+1 Armor-Piercing Gold Essence Macehead', why doesn't Morty play it for me........."