Before the King of Black Iron could be fully pulled out of the river of blood, he was already scarred, much to the horror of the Demon Lords.

"The body of the rock princess can be pierced, and it is not surprising that she can hit so far. ”

"You can't let the mortals continue to fight, and if you break the portal, you'll be in trouble. ”

"It's going to be a while before the Flying Legion arrives, and we still have to do something. ”

Tikenham was able to hold on, and appointed the Demon Lord to be under his control for the time being.

"Diricomos, go and cover the King of Iron. ”

"Laurin, dispatch your Shadow Bat and search the surrounding space for anything out of the ordinary. Mortals must have set up something similar to a mage's eye here, otherwise it would not have been possible to hit it so accurately. ”

Dick Comos, the Shadow Lord, and Laurien, the King of the Bats, are dispatched, the former pulling the power of the Abyss to warp space, and the latter summoning countless Shadow Bats to search the nearby space and find a number of floating camera balls and other equipment.

For the next ten minutes or so, the mortal cannonballs missed their heads, and even though the King of Black Iron was incomparably large, the cannonballs still flew from side to side.

He is the most important demon lord of Asmode......

The Demon Lords admired as they reorganized their legions. They sent the Legion into the King of Iron, and began testing the connection of their strongholds to the Legion portals.

It has been four or five years since mortals talk about liberating purgatory and the abyss, and they have been involved in the bloody war on the first layer, and they are still delusional about driving the devil out of the first layer. Well, now they've finally caught the attention of Lord Asmodeić.

No matter how powerful the weapon is, no matter how strong the faith is, no matter how powerful the gods are, what is the use?

This is the abyss, the inner plane!

The amoman on the demon's side doesn't count, I don't know if that guy is still alive, the master of Asmodeich is the master of the inner plane!

All the Demon Lords knew that Asmodeic didn't stay at the bottom of the abyss all the time, and that this seemed to be a temporary abode for him. Most of the time He seemed to be operating in other universes, as if he was engaged in some kind of conquest that would go on longer than a bloody war.

Occasionally, Asmodeic would select the Lords of their choice, and most of them, along with their legions, were gone. The few who come back will become the great devil in the form of a three-eyed fallen angel. Occasionally meet with the Demon Lord you knew in the past, and even if you don't say anything, you can feel that the other party thinks of them as ants in a cave just by breathing.

Those big devils and the legions they lead are like real devils. Silent, arrogant, cold, cruel, and of course, even more terrifying, incomparably powerful.

Now Asmodeic has not sent the Great Demon Legion, which means that in his eyes, the mortals who have come to the inner plane are not enough to make him serious, and it means that with the power of the Demon Lords themselves, these mortals can be completely solved.

Seeing that the battle situation has stabilized, the King of Black Iron can condense and move peacefully.

Another cannonball pierced through the warped barrier created by the Shadow Lord, blasting a large hole in the wall of the castle in the heart of the Black Iron King.

The Demon Lords gasped in unison, and Tikenham's expression became gloomy.

Mortals have not only broken the warping barrier, but also fought more accurately!

The reason is very simple, the previous shooting of the Hell Plane Army was only a calibration nature, and it relied on some ethereal camera balls to transmit target information. Now the large source demon detection array, early warning aircraft, and reconnaissance vehicles in the Fort have all been activated, directly locking on to the target according to the fluctuations of the source magic field. In the Source Mana Field, the Black Iron King's fluctuations are as dazzling as the sun, and the Illusory Demon Lord's twisted barrier is as ridiculous as the invisibility technique of raising a leaf to block his face, which can be broken with a slight adjustment of parameters.

Naturally, the Demon Lords didn't understand the Source Mana Force Field technique, but Tikenham roughly deduced what was going on.

He sent a message to the Shadow Lord: "Let your warp barrier change at any time......"

The Shadow Demon Lord said smugly, "Is that the case? Very good, I can make the Warp Barrier change once every five minutes!"

Another wave of cannonballs missed, but before Tikenham and the Demon Lords could spit out, two minutes later, the cannonballs hit the Black Iron King's central castle again. Two cannons even hit the same location, penetrating the black iron fortress wall more than ten meters thick, and almost hitting the portal inside.

"Disgusting mortals! They can break my barrier in less than two minutes!"

The Shadow Demon Lord continued to transform unwillingly, and although a wave of cannonballs could be missed between the switch, the cannonballs fired after the switch always ignored the spatial distortion and hit accurately.

Tikenham asked to speed up the switch, and the Shadow Lord complained, "The target is too big for me to speed up......!" Ahem......"

For a demigod-level demon lord who specializes in space power, distorting hundreds of square kilometers of space is just a piece of cake, but if he wants to continue to distort, it will take a few minutes to change the distorted state, and this matter is not a small dish but a big bowl of fat lard. The first few bowls can still be swallowed strongly, and any more will inevitably be vomited.

"Then be flexible and time your switches to minimize damage. ”

Tikenham was out of luck, and he knew that the Phantom Demon Lord was not perfunctory. It's not the same as before, it's just that when he commands, the demon lords can still touch the fish. Now that Lord Asmodeci has spoken, the Demon Lords dare not slack off in the slightest.

He turned his head and found another Demon Lord: "Demon Mountain......"

The Flesh Demon Lord Demon Mountain is a half-dragon demon who is stronger than the ogre king Goddock. If you ignore the sharp dragon horns on his head and the mottled scales on his body, "strong" will become "fat".

Tikenham said, "You go and protect the portal, yes, seal the front of the portal with your body. ”

The brown dragon eyes of the Demon Mountain spread like cat's eyes: "Me, do you think I'm harder than the rock princess?"

Tikenham shook his head, "No, but you're more ...... Meat. ”

The Demon Mountain let out an angry roar, but under Tikenham's calm gaze, he obediently dragged his heavy body out.

In front of the central castle of the King of Black Iron, a huge dragon demon figure rose up, six or seven hundred meters high and four or five hundred meters wide.

"Come on, hit me!"

The dragon demon screamed frantically and lay down on the square in front of the castle, covering the central castle tightly.

One hole after another cracked, streams of blood splattered, and his head kept shaking.

He was beaten and screamed, sounding like "Tikenham is your mother."

A cannonball from Super Thor's hammer hits him in the tail, blowing off his little half of the tail and making him scream even more miserably.

The blood in the square was so thick that the Flesh Demon Lord himself was so frightened that he shouted, "My blood is flowing like a river!"

Although the scene was terrifying, it effectively protected the portal of the Black Iron King, and at the same time greatly reduced the morale of the Demon Lords.

Edmont, the Demon Lord of Dissociation, said worriedly: "Looking at this speed, even if the Demon Mountain's self-healing ability is very strong, it will not last until the end." ”

It would take at least a day for the King of Black Iron to move to the mortal stronghold to return to Fort Troop, and Tikenham's brow furrowed deeply.

After pondering for a moment, he glanced at the more than ten demon lords in the hall and sighed: "Those magic cannons of mortals must be eliminated, it is not enough to rely on the flying legion, you have to go on it yourself." ”

The Demon Lords changed color in unison, and Tikenham comforted, "Even if the Crimson Lady is here, there are lying Demon Lords to deal with. If other gods appear, Master Asmodeci will not sit idly by, and you will only have to deal with mortals. ”

The demon lords nodded one after another, just dealing with mortals, how simple is that?

When the Demon Lords left the fortress and used their abilities to rush to the front line, they realized an extremely grim reality.

"Wait, why did we retreat here before?"

Edmund, who stepped on the winged demon and flew towards the homecoming fort, was not he just beaten by the adventurers?

Aren't those adventurers mortals?

..................

On the back of the Homecoming Fort, up the underground Styx, in the Immortal Stone Prison hidden by the barrier of the undead, two tables of mahjong are playing hot.

The Demon Lord, who had eight heads dragging long whips and a spittoon under his neck, shouted vigorously, and the pointed ears of the Succubus King Mehidas suddenly trembled.

The "east wind" moved by her mind stopped in the air and never landed on the table.

Her cheeks, which were so beautiful and terrifying, twitched, and her gaze was unusually confused.

"I seemed to be ...... just now"

Mehidas murmured, "Sensing the power of Asmodeich, He seems to be calling us. ”

The other Demon Lords also fell into a state of panic, and they all sensed it.

"Mehidas, I know that you succubi have a leg with the devil!"

Demon Overseer Dasbita sneered, "Do you still expect Asmodeci to save you?"

Mehidas coughed awkwardly, their identity as a succubus in purgatory is indeed a bit special, after all, there is an Ailu succubus on the other side of the abyss, and the devil knows the roots of succubi very well, and has been wooing her.

A certain demon lord said faintly: "Lord Asmodeich is not trying to save us, according to the rules of the devil, we demon lords who were captured by mortals, we were lucky enough to be beaten back to the lowest level of demons, and start all over again." If you're unlucky, it's okay, just throw it into the river of blood and decompose. ”

Mehidas said sympathetically, "Just like us, we demon kings have to come back to the furnace again. ”

The Demon Lord was puzzled: "You can be reborn......"

Mehidas sneered: "Rebirth? I was crushed by the will of purgatory, and I pinched it again, although it will inherit my memory and even my character, but it is definitely not me now." ”

The Demon Lord sighed, "Lord Asmodeci has indeed paid attention to us, and he just wanted to drain our souls. Thanks to the red net of the Crimson Lady, our souls are bound by the red net, which is equivalent to a barrier. ”

Mehidas said, "I have only a vague sense, but I can also imagine the terrible sight of him roaring at you. ”

"So ......"

Darsbita said in a sarcastic tone, "Not only do you have to thank the mortals, but you also have to pray that the mortals will win this war? ”

Mehidas's tone became bitter: "Whoever wins and who loses, we are all lambs to the slaughter." It doesn't matter, the only thought now is to see the ending as soon as possible. ”

Goddock, the ogre king, suddenly shouted, "Bar!"

He took the cards and shouted, "Aha!

Mehidas suddenly became angry: "You have all typed all the words just now, the old lady has calculated very clearly! Now you have ten thousand words, you are definitely out of thousands!"

Her spittoon body supported her head and jumped in mid-air with extreme excitement: "Clear the cards, clear the cards! Don't try to hide from the old lady!"

Dasbita glanced at the Demon Lord, who smiled wryly, "I am indeed praying that mortals will win, so that at least I can still be as I am now...... Play cards. ”

Dasbita wanted to continue to ridicule, but he resonated so strongly that he could no longer speak.

At this time, the images of the "warden" and the "warden" are projected into the cell, and they are two lichs, the former is Taha and the latter is Canny.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the decisive battle in hell has begun. ”

Canny was already familiar with them, and his tone was enthusiastic, as if he was going to celebrate something: "You must be very concerned about the current situation, right?"

The demon kings and demon lords were silent, although they were shouting in their hearts that of course they cared, but they still wanted face. Anyway, it's also a person with status...... No, Devil, can't respond like a kindergarten kid.

"This decisive battle is being broadcast live on the main plane of Fein, and all mortals can see it. ”

Taha squinted his eyes and said, "Although you are not mortals, you also have souls. If I don't let you see it, it would be too unreasonable. ”

It seems that the Demon King and the Demon Lord are inferior to mortals......

"The Demon Kings can see", Canny continued, "Demon Lords, we don't know much about some Demon Lords, it would be great if you could provide more detailed information." ”

The Demon Lords snorted angrily and turned their heads, looking like they would rather die than give in.

Mehidas said kindly, "We're still here, how embarrassing are the Demon Lords." ”

The Demon Lords snorted again, turning their heads to the other side.

The barrier was lowered, and Taha and Kanny were as good as a stream, separating the demon king from the demon king.

Before the barrier could be completely lowered, the Demon Lord said impatiently, "Has Lord Asmodeic appeared?"

In the room where the Demon King was here, there was an image of the Black Iron King being bombarded on the light curtain.

"The King of Black Iron has appeared!"

Mehidas and the other demon kings were extremely stunned: "Is the Rock Princess finished!?"

..................

In the command post outside the fort, Otto said to Kane: "The devils have made a big move, and there are undead, heroic spirits, plane troops and adventurers on the battle line, I have to coordinate it myself, and the rear will be handed over to you." ”

Miss climbed onto Otto's shoulder, and the two skeletons (Art: I have human rights too!) saluted each other.

After Ottomins left, Kane scanned the screen and took in all parts of the battlefield.

He nodded to himself, "It's time. ”

Calling Command Ethereal, Kane ordered, "Tell Ralph that the front line needs support. ”

In the fortress of return, the witches such as Aurora, Leia, and Karin were still in a state of watching the show, and in the headquarters under the Barrier Tower, Ralph, the chief commissioner of the Hell Commune, nodded to each other, and Ralph activated the ethereal spirit and ordered it: "Send a request for support." ”

Ethereal Avatars extend from several avatars, which are the contact Ethereals of other units.

There are the national departments of the Red Union War Mobilization Department, the Machinery Production Department, and the Ministry of Communications (which mainly manages the transmission system......

There are Aviator Commune, Energy Commune, Adventurer Commune, Hunter Commune......

There are also independent organizations such as the War Angels Guild, the Life Unbounded Guild, and the Natural Equilibrium Guild......

Mobilization directives have already been sent to these departments and organizations, and now they are officially activated.

In the Pantheon of Beta City, Cardinal Tarence, the executive director of the Cardinals' Bureau, stamped his soul seal on the instruction book, and the entire Red Union turned violently, according to the pre-set trajectory, continuously sending the personnel and material resources that had been prepared for a long time to the various portals, and then from the portals in and around the Homecoming Fort to the rear and front lines of the battlefield.

First of all, a large number of people from the Hell Commune, who are usually not in the Fort of Homecoming, and now with the mobilization order, tens of thousands of people enter the Fort of Homecoming through the portal. They will serve as guards at the fort of re-entry, or take care of the movement of various materials and the maintenance of equipment and machinery.

The second is a steady stream of military supplies, in addition to all kinds of weapons and ammunition, the spare parts of Thor's hammer have long been piled up outside the portal. All kinds of spare parts, including coils, are enough to replace the existing Mjolnir more than three times.

Even the Super Thor's hammer has already prepared two sets of spare parts, and if it weren't for the lack of energy, it could have assembled another one. There is a national manufacturing center joined by Chenguang, which does not involve ethereal mechanical parts, no matter how precise it is, it will not take much time and cost.

If there is anything that restricts mortals from exerting their power in this decisive battle, it is undoubtedly energy.

The Hell Commune and even the entire Red Union thought of a way to mobilize the people, and in the territory of the Red Alliance, including the Epsilon in the outer plane, there were long queues in front of the charging stations one by one. At this moment, millions of Red Net professionals mobilized to charge the small divine power storage pool.

Each time a batch of energy tanks is charged, it is sent from the portal to each distribution point, and the maximum number of teleportations is three times to reach the homecoming fort, and then the short-range teleporter is sent to the front line.

These storage pools are used to supply the energy consumption of the attachment system and suppression force fields, and the Demon Heart batteries used in the launch system have been largely replaced by slime composite batteries. Although the efficiency is much worse, the quantity is enough, and the series connection is enough.

In the mines and strongholds outside the fort, magic planes of different shapes appeared. At the same time, all kinds of support equipment were also transmitted, and materials such as ammunition were also piled up here.

Pilots from the Aviators Commune worked with the mechanics to equip the planes with propeller modules, allowing the jets to fly freely in hell where supernatural power was suppressed. Don't look at the shape of these aircraft are very personalized, but the design principle requires that it can be equipped with standardized functional modules, and this modification is a matter of ten minutes.

Equipped with propeller engines and a number of missile boxes, one plane after another turned into fighter planes and buzzed into the air.

The first to take off were the air supremacy fighters, and the two fighters painted like swifts were painted like gray and black and soared into the sky. The other pilots on the ground cheered Hassan and Jenir, wishing the pair of aces to continue to work miracles in hell.

After the fighters of the Aviator Commune took off, the bombers of the Red Union Air Force also took off one after another from the surrounding bases. They hung up several tons or even dozens of tons of bombs, dragged their heavy bodies into the air, and in mid-air they lit up with a fine octagonal golden light and disappeared without a trace.

Hell is indeed not suitable for air power to function, but that does not mean that it cannot be functional. Since it's already a decisive battle, the Crimson Warriors won't care about that loss of performance.

Every bomb dropped on the enemy's head will shift the scale of war a little to the side of mortals, which is a decisive battle that determines the ownership of the first layer of hell and whether mortals can crush the oppression of gods and demons.

In the sky, the demon lords who were approaching the position of Thor's hammer suddenly had a very clear feeling.

The frequency of firing from the cannon has increased......

The mortal aura flowing in the direction of the Homecoming Fort was even hotter......

The power that he is facing is getting stronger and stronger......

Including Edmund, the Demon Lords are faintly trembling in their hearts, what kind of power is this!?