No matter what the devils thought about Vinne's rebellion, it was an indisputable fact that the demons' Fourth Legion suffered a serious defeat on the bloody battlefield because of Gülen's assassination - the demons did not give the Fourth Legion much time to react, and a Hellpurgatory from the Third Hell immediately drove his legion under the orders of the lord. The armours of this legion belonging to the demon lord Marman are all from raiding and theft, from the battlefield to the kingdom of God, each piece of armor has a flash of runes or magic gems, they are warriors and mages, and among the devils, they only come out when a strategy requires a specific magical effect, and now they are one of them. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

But the first to cut through the Fourth Legion are the elite of the Devils, they are all powerful and fierce creatures, and there are specific spellcasters who follow them, open teleportation channels for them, and accurately transfer them to any small crevice or cave, they are like blades used to stir into the demonic legions, making the demon's chaos more extensive and weak. Looking down from the black sky of the bloody battlefield, it can be clearly seen that there are about nine arc-shaped formations that spin outward from a certain central point, they completely disrupt the demon's formation, and force the low-level demon to flee towards the place where the high-level demon is. It was only a very brief moment, but the demons were already heavily squeezed together, and the demons who had left the Legion's tent were howling in rage and killing the cowards and supplicants who dared to stand in their way, and perhaps if they were given a little more time, the demons would be able to be reunited - a little time, but unfortunately the devil was not going to let go of such a good opportunity.

The army of the Mamans walked out of the glittering portal in a regular manner, they swung their swords and staff at the same time, and the single, and because of the single spell that became incomparably powerful roared through the demons, the ice and snow suddenly froze no less than a thousand demons together, it was a very spectacular sight, like a huge mountain piled up by arthropods, tails, wings and scales, and the demons in the air fell like frozen birds, in the "mountain" When they collided together, they immediately shattered into powder, obviously this was not a simple spell, it was stacked with multiple effects, but it was unknown for the time being - the devil's legion swung steel weapons, shattering the frozen demons one by one, even if there were many high-level demons who could break free from the ice, they could not deal with hundreds of elites at the same time, as well as the spells that the demons of the Marbarians kept throwing.

The situation that the demons and the devil could be said to have reached a stalemate suddenly changed, although as the king of wriggling, the location of his legion is not the most important, but the devils have raided a big hole, like beetles digging in the dirt, they stick here, and in this way, spread their sphere of influence to all sides, if this small pustule is not dug out in time, it is likely to affect the root of the demons in the end.

It was at this time that the black-haired Dragonborn appeared on the left side of the Marban Legion, and he faced three femme fatales at the same time, as depicted in the Mentor's book, they looked like a fat toad, with a crocodile-like head, and membranous wings with hooked claws sticking out from their backs, like bats- To the surprise of the souls of the other world, the femme fatale's skin turned out to be pale green and pink, and although about half of the face was taken up by a wide and terrifying, toothy mouth, the pair of cheeks full of tumors and fissures were still rubbed with heavy fat powder, and the thing that could hardly be said to be a long kiss or lips was also rubbed with a slashing crimson rouge like a wild royal sister from another plane, black vertical pupils, and small eyes with golden iris surrounded by turquoise or emerald green paint- Please forgive the souls of the other world, not wanting to say that it was eyeshadow at all.

"Enemies. A femme fatale warned the other two companions.

"A beautiful enemy. Another femme fatale added.

A foul stench mixed with the smell of sulfur suddenly emanated from their bodies, which would cause them to fall into a psychic fog for their enemies, but the other party only stretched out his hands, and the third femme fatale immediately cast his cold gaze, but by this time, their enemies had already focused their attention on the spell, and a violent explosion unfolded between them, and then they lost the trace of the beautiful enemy.

The femme fatales danced their fingers, their fingers were covered with colorful nails, the tips were sharp like daggers, and the little yellow eyes blinked frequently, as femme fatales, they could easily find invisible enemies, but this enemy was obviously more cunning or powerful than any non-abyssal creature they had encountered before, "I know who you are," said a femme fatale, "a dragonborn, a highness, a lord, and a disciple abandoned and betrayed by the Mentor," "I've heard you're the darling of Six-Fingered Grazter and his daughter Ferek Hill," he said in a sweet tone that didn't match his appearance in the slightest, but we don't think so. ”

"No doubt," said the second femme fatale in a more seductive tone, "they do not spare you, and behold, they have commanded you to come to this dangerous place—perhaps there is no place for more devils in the whole battlefield of bloodshed—except for our battle line," he played, with a little humor: "It is simply a tyrannical thing! My dear, you are so beautiful, so powerful, and your light can illuminate the black sky like the stars." ”

"This is the Demon," said the third femme fatale, his voice not as soft as that of his companion, but full of magnetism, as if speaking in a lecture hall, with a slight echo in each syllable: "Demons are fans of chaos, you can never find anything stable in them, from order to contract, from hatred to favor, they are a bunch of dazed and unpredictable mongrels who are not to be trusted. ”

"But we're different. The first femme fatale said, "Everyone knows, yes, from the bottomless abyss to the nine layers of hell, from the kingdom of God to the mortal world, no one does not know that the Batzu are the most trustworthy race. ”

"Evil as evil," said the second femme fatale, "but we keep all the promises we have made." ”

"As long as you are willing to be ours," said the third femme fatale, "we will reward you better and make sure that you are not harassed and ...... by the demons" His nails suddenly stretched out, probably twenty feet as much, and the same was true of one of his companions, whose nails pierced into the black-haired Dragonborn...... Phantom.

"Is that like that?" said the Phantom dismissively.

"A misunderstanding. The third femme fatale said, and he suddenly looked into a corner of chaos, he stared there, the femme fatale's gaze also caused trembling and paralysis, his fist followed, but as soon as he touched the other party, he knew that he had been deceived again, and it was only a cowardly demon who turned into muddy water under his fist, and he wanted to say something, but he saw the light, and so did his two kindred, and the demons of the Maman Legion in the range of the spell, it was a scorching stream of light, this light only fell from the highest kingdom of God, and the demons, and the weapons and armor of the devil's enemies were often shrouded in such light- At first, the femme fatales thought it was a rune or a scroll, but they realized that this was not the case, and the torrent washed over their equipment, and the corrupted armor and weapons shattered and disappeared in the light. Only one of the three femme fatales narrowly escaped the arrows hidden in the dazzling light, and he barely cast a spell that hit an enemy, but not the black-haired Dragonborn, and he only turned a Flomo into a shellless snail, and the next moment, a ball of lightning burst in his mouth, and every demon and devil present had the good fortune of bathing in a sour rain of blood.

"It seems that your intelligence is not so accurate. A watcher mockingly said, "Is that a priest or a paladin?"

Then he must have heard the so-called vocation after coming to the bottomless abyss. Another femme fatale said that femme fatales believed that intelligence was the source of power, and that they were never stingy with spies and spies, and that the information they obtained was often the most complete, but that such power could hardly be achieved by scrolls and runes: "He must have gotten the blood of some hypocrite." The femme fatale said.

"Then we can only hope that there is not too much. "The Devil said that the glorious equipment of the Maman's legion was almost all plundered from the believers and warriors of the good gods, and in order to be able to maintain its excellent magic power while being used by the creatures of the abyss, the demons corrupted it, but like all corrupted creatures, they are also afraid of the pure and powerful positive energy like Fang Cai, they will be damaged, or destroyed, and without these equipment that is second to none in the devil's legion, the combat power of the Maman's legion will plummet to less than one-third of the original, which is very unfavorable for the devil。

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"Your Excellency needs to explain. ”

A human mage stood in front of Vain and said, he was much weaker and gentler than Glenn before the devil, of course, everyone knew that the demon was much more absurd and irritable than the devil, and he couldn't be sure that the demon lord in front of him, who seemed to be quite kind, would tear him apart and throw him to his puppies in the next second. He was more focused on the only human among the demons, a thief and possibly an assassin, unaware that Glenn had assassinated the leader of a demon not long ago, sending his heart to the devil as a small gesture of care that Vinn had presented to them.

"The devil has come to ask the demons for an explanation?" said Vinne, "and this is a very interesting thing to deserve to be recorded in my bloodfight manual...... One million and ten pages, and I have decided to use your skin to make that page of material, and your soul will be a corroboration," he nodded, "whoever wants to prove its authenticity." I'll be able to drag you out and ask. ”

The human mage, trembling under Vain's power, looked at Gülen as if asking for help, and the thief gave him a vicious smile: "Don't worry," he said coldly, "Your Excellency Vain's reply will be brought to your master by me, you can rest assured...... How to say, make a one-page book...... There are many people who have wanted to leave their names in books, and see, not only can you leave your name, but you can also leave your skin and soul. ”

Glenn could almost see the mage's mind spinning wildly, he was looking for anything he could get out of this tent of madness, but as he feared, the demon was a chaotic creature, and while Wayne wasn't a casual demon, he did get up more casually than a demon demon - he wouldn't change his mind and put it into practice right away.

As the thief walked out of the tent, the mage's wail followed him like a cheerful dance.

He brought the devils a reply from Vinn, and yes, he suddenly changed his mind again.

"So I hate chaos. One of the devils said.

"But we suspect that he is playing tricks on us," said another devil, "and you have not told us that there is a priest or a paladin among you." ”

"Maybe I need to ask my master about this. Gülen said that in fact he had already guessed who the man was, but why should he tell the devils at once, an unknown answer might allow him to return to Lord Vinne's tent sooner.

"What about our messenger?" asked the previous devil.

"He was very well received," Gülen said, "and I think he was moved to tears...... Maybe after a while, he'll be back. ”

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The devils rubbed their fingers, and they thought about the same color, for example, how about making an accordion out of the thief's tongue, but in the end they gave up, and if Vinne's betrayal was true, then they would have a very good profit.