The ruins of the battlefield in the docklands were shrouded in the corpses of youkai and humans, and under the scarlet light, a wisp of smoke slowly rose, and Cyber sat on the collapsed warehouse, behind him, the fighting Devil Gang warriors were preparing their final outfits, and after the leader returned, the last link of the war machine was filled, and they were about to rush out of the line to take back their place.

"Seriously, aren't you worried about Catherine?"

Sergei threw a small wine bottle, which Cyber took in his hand, looked up at the scarlet night sky, he took a sip of wine and shook his head:

"How can you not be worried... I crossed the rift between two worlds, and I came for them, but..."

"Huh?"

Sergei waited for Cyber's words, and the latter, who pondered for a moment, continued:

"But when I saw the tragedy of this city, I suddenly realized... No matter how well I protect them, they will always be in danger, and I, I can't always be by their side, just like I once said to you, they have to learn to save themselves..."

"I gave them the best demon seeds, gave them the best training, and arranged for Kevin to protect them, you know, Sergei, put Kevin on the battlefield in Mexico, he can take on the last legion, but I still put him in Gotham, maybe I should review my past practices. ”

Seber stood up and threw the empty bottle to Sergey, he moved his shoulders and took a deep breath:

"No one is more precious than anyone's life, and it would be a dereliction of duty for them to fail to protect themselves when everything is done to the extreme, and sometimes, it doesn't hurt to let them accept some setbacks... After all, the opponent is just a ninja master. ”

He looked at Sergey, and his gaze became serious:

"Is my army ready?"

Sergei turned his body sideways and made a "please" posture, behind him, hundreds of demon warriors with weapons in their hands, wearing black armor, standing in the center of the bloody battlefield, their bodies were full of wounds, their armor was also bloodstained, and they held out in the frenzy of monsters for 2 whole days, even the iron people would be tired, but the eyes of these warriors still shone with a fierce fighting spirit.

This made Cyber very satisfied.

He whistled, and the majestic celestial warhorse snorted and rushed out of the ruins, and the corners of Ruogen's mouth were still stained with blood, obviously, in the previous battle, this beast-like war horse had also eaten a full meal.

Well, maybe the monsters will taste better than the beasts.

Cyber turned over on his horse, grabbed the reins, and walked in front of his soldiers, his eyes swept over the soldiers in front of him, looking into their eyes, and the ordinary people who stood behind the soldiers, the greatest courage can only be born in disasters, and when the catastrophe of destruction comes, the cowards who turn their backs to their opponents will only die faster, and only those warriors who dare to face disasters can hold the last corner of luck.

In command of these ordinary people, Sergeant Swan, who had changed his clothes, and like everyone else, he also drew the strength he needed from the disaster.

"Brothers... You all know me, and I don't need to introduce myself anymore. ”

Cyber's voice rang out in the field, and he shouted:

"In the 2 days I left the city, the city has become this ghost, my home, and your home, have been destroyed by a group of monsters that have escaped from the unknown place, I am angry, I am angry, I want to know, who gave them the courage to destroy my home!"

"I also wonder if they're ready to be punished for all these sins... So I'm going to ask them, and by the way, I'll put the knife in my hand into their hearts, and give death as a gift to the wretch!"

"Who's going to come with me!"

"Bang"

Hundreds of weapons smashed on the ground in unison, causing the earth to shake at this moment, and Cyber moved his body, and the thunderous blade was raised high by him, like a torch piercing the darkness:

"No one can be free after doing evil deeds, no one can be safe and sound after destroying our home, smashing their bones, cutting off their heads, smearing their blood all over the ruins... Tell them this is Gotham! This is not a place for them to go wild!"

"For the sake of our dead loved ones, for the blood we have shed, take back the city, and drive those monsters back to their hell!"

"If they don't want to go back!"

Cyber's sword pointed diagonally forward, and his voice was as cold as ice at this moment: "Then cut off their dogs' heads!"

"Boom"

The dark green demon fire rose from under Ruogen's feet, and the figure of the great demon shone so fiercely in the scarlet light, and behind him, the demon warriors also ignited flames, and in an instant, a demon army appeared on the land of Gotham, Sergei turned over and rode on the nightmare warhorse, and followed the advancing Cyber, and the demons began to rush to the battlefield.

Looking at those tall and terrifying figures, Sheriff Swan took a deep breath, the black mist wrapped around his body, making his hair turn white, growing antlers, and wearing gorgeous armor, with a wave of his left hand, a terrifying cloud of dark energy appeared in the palm of his hand, obviously, he was no longer a simple human.

He turned around and looked at the ordinary people behind him, some of them gritted their teeth and their faces were angry, some of them were holding weapons, some were afraid, and some of them were like him, activating the power they had gained in the disaster and becoming inhuman, and behind him was a young man, who looked like he was only in his teens, he held a rifle in his hand, and looked at Swann with some fear.

Swan looked at him as well, and he asked in a low voice:

"Child, are you afraid?"

"I'm not afraid!"

The young man clenched the gun in his hand and shouted loudly, as if to show his courage: "My family is dead, I am not afraid!

"Okay!

Swan strode forward: "Let's go for revenge!"

Gotham was thrown into the Demon Rift, and at least half of the city fell into a monster-infested hell, running around the streets in droves, fighting and screaming in blood and wreckage, rendering the place like a nightmare, and every now and then a survivor was found, dragged out of hiding, beaten to death with sticks, and flesh devoured.

The best souls were sacrificed to the great monsters who had divided the territory in the city, ordinary flesh and blood were given to the savage monsters, and the monsters of the demon world declared their dominion over the city in the most cruel way, as they had done a thousand times in the past, wantonly destroying everything without fear of punishment.

The natives of Gotham probably would never have imagined that the city would end in such a cruel end, and compared to such a tragedy, enduring daily street shootouts is already a heavenly treatment, but unfortunately, disasters never tell them when they will come, and in today's scarlet light, only the bloodstained buildings that still stand can reflect the city's former glory.

Human beings cannot live in fear, but unfortunately, they cannot save themselves on their own.

"Divide all these souls!

The Great Youkai Hair Eater leaned against the hall of the former town hall, the soft couch that belonged to the mayor beneath him, and he played with a few howling spirits in his hands, and beside him, there were some youkai generals waiting for orders.

In the vast demon world, the Hair Eater is not a powerful top monster, but in today's Gotham, he is a decisive force, he holds a cigarette stick in his hand, and said proudly:

"Use flesh and blood as military food, find more demons, organize an army, I will sweep through other forces, this city is good, this will be my best base camp. ”

"Yes!"

The hideous warrior spirit leaned down and accepted the order, and he turned to carry out the cruel order, but at that moment, the ground suddenly began to shake, and there was a shout of killing, and the Hair Eater suddenly stood up from his couch, and was about to be angry, when a thunderous cold light pierced the wall and pierced his heart, like a prey pierced by a sharp arrow, and was fiercely nailed to the wall.

Wakane roared and raised his hooves, shattering the walls, and carrying the demonized Cyber into the town hall occupied by the monsters, and as soon as the samurai spirit drew his weapon, he was trampled into gravel by the hooves of the Celestial War Horse, and the other youkai generals scattered and fled, but in the direct gaze of the Great Tengu hovering in the sky, no one could escape the pursuit of the deadly wind blade.

The Hair Eater, whose heart had been pierced, looked up with difficulty, and saw beyond the shattered walls, the "army" he had formed was being slaughtered by a group of hideous demons, and behind them, the little demons who fled in panic were being shot by ordinary people who were armed with bullets stained with holy water, their faces were full of anger and revenge, and some of the bold ones were wielding weapons soaked in holy water to slash and kill those monsters.

The battlefield seems to have returned to the barbaric Middle Ages at this moment, where people cut off the heads of youkai with axes and strung those things with ropes to their weapons, and these heads seem to give them more courage to dare to fight the monsters of the Demon Realm head-on.

"It's... How can a mortal fight against it..."

The Hair Eater struggled with difficulty, but the electricity attached to the Tenggu Sword made him feel as if he was in hell every second, Cyber rode on his warhorse, under the silver armor, his eyes stared indifferently at the big monster in front of him, he reached out and grabbed the hilt of the Tenggu Sword, and whispered:

"Where courage is not there, evil can naturally laugh out loud, but that is already in the past, monsters, heavenly punishment, is coming!"

"Huh"

The cold light flashed, blood splashed, and the head of the hair eater was lifted in the palm of Cyber's hand, and on the neck of the war horse Ruogen, there were already 7 dead heads, this is the 8th.

Cyber turned his horse's head, and he saw a middle-aged man standing in the doorway with a weapon in hand, and the slightly bowed middle-aged man looked at the head of the Hair Eater in his hand, his eyes full of tears and pain.

"Puff"

He knelt before Cyber:

"This youkai killed my son... He ate him, and I saw it clearly, thank you, Master Cyber, for avenging me!"

"Bang"

The head of the Hair Eater was thrown in front of the middle-aged man's eyes, and the sound of the horse's hooves rushed past him, rushing into the front of the battle between the demon warriors and the youkai like the craziest storm.

"Take it to sacrifice, in exchange for the power you deserve, and someone else will replace you, where is it faster to take revenge with your own hands?"

Cyber's voice sounded in the ears of the middle-aged man, he raised his head, looked at the head of the big monster in front of him, his eyes were red, let out a wolf-like roar, and rushed out of the battlefield with the head, and now everyone in this army that followed Cyber through the small half of the city knew that in the sewers, there were altars that could be sacrificed.

Driven by hatred, people often do a lot of things that they were unwilling to do before, using the method of fighting to nourish the war, and a third of the ordinary people who rushed out with Cyber have already obtained the power of monsters through this method.

As Wanda said, the power of the youkai is much weaker than the Demon Contract, but the victory is that it can be mass-produced, and it only takes a few more battles for these people to become the best fighters.

Cyber's counterattack ignites in the city like a spark that ignites the city, while on the other side of the city, the embarrassed Joker and Gordon hold each other and stagger back to the basement of the former Arkham Asylum in the dark.

In order to break the cage of dark magic from within, the Joker used his soul to attract more monsters, and finally shattered the cage, and the price of freedom was that he and Gordon were almost drowned in the sea of monsters.

But fortunately, this guy is insidious and vicious enough, and in the end, he squeezed out a way and returned to his "home".

"Bang"

The soul stone in the clown's hand was smashed by him in the basement of the madhouse, like a signal, and in an instant, this dead and silent place began to operate again, and one black shadow after another appeared from the void, forming a dense soul army in front of the clown in an instant.

Among them are the 1,000 evil spirits of the original St. Van Gonza Pact, as well as the dead in Gotham in the past few years, and of course more of the unlucky people who died in this disaster, how many people are there in the whole Gotham?

800！

Except for the 140 people who were sheltered by the docks, at least a third of the other spirits of the dead are here, and the small hell arranged by the clown can still operate after leaving his presiding, but it is only less efficient, and only he has the authority to open reincarnation and release souls.

"The ghasts of Gotham!"

With Gordon's help, the Joker stands on a humble platform, his whole body covered in wounds and looks terrified, but at this moment, the King of Hell in Gotham has regained his authority, and he is no longer alone.

"Listen! I'm your master, I know what you're trying to do, yes, I can bring you back to the way you were, but it will take time! Bastards! Be quiet! Listen to me!"

The illusion of the evil spirit behind the clown flashed away, quieting these crowded and numbing souls, and he shouted loudly: "The monsters of the demon world occupy the city, if they kill the last people, the cycle will be completely closed, and you can only live as this poor worm until the world is destroyed!"

"Now I don't think I need to say more... Go, go to the ground, strangle all those monsters!"

A hint of cruelty and madness flashed in the clown's eyes:

"If you can bring 10 monster souls, I'll resurrect him tomorrow, and if you can bring 1, you won't be able to bring any of them back in a year... Prepare to live in hell for ten years!"

"The game is on, bastards, go, bring me the heads and souls of those bastards!