The Horror Demon King felt a little uncertain in his heart.

None of the spies sent out in the past few days have returned.

Usually this situation can only mean one thing, these spies have been found and killed.

If Oda Nobunaga was still there, the territory was heavily guarded, and a few low-level indigenous spies would naturally not be able to infiltrate, but it was something that had never been seen before that they were all caught so easily.

To make matters worse, Oda Nobunaga's territory still does not have the breath of Oda Nobunaga.

That is, Oda Nobunaga has not yet returned to his territory.

After each demon king takes over a side, he will gradually develop the aura of the superior and spread throughout his territory.

It's like a dog peeing on a territory.

The place covered by the breath of each demon king is his territory, and the foreign demon king only has a look to know whether there is a master in this place.

And if the Demon King leaves the territory for too long, his aura will disappear.

This is the same reason why dogs will run to the relevant places every few days to pee in the painting world.

In Oda Nobunaga's territory, there is not even a trace of his breath.

The Demon King of the Terror was already certain that Oda Nobunaga was not in his territory.

But a territory without a demon king can still be guarded so tightly, then the most likely thing is that there is still something in the territory that calls the shots.

This reminded the terrifying demon king of the situation when Oda Nobunaga had just rebelled and killed the original demon king.

That territory is the same, it doesn't have the breath of a demon king, but it is well guarded and powerful.

"Could it be that some guy rebelled and killed that dead ghost?"

The Horror Demon King pondered like this, feeling that he couldn't wait any longer, if that was the case, then he should take advantage of this great opportunity to take down the opponent's territory in one go. The fact that Oda Nobunaga was able to gain a firm foothold last time also had a lot to do with the fact that the Horror Demon King was hesitant to look forward and backward and delay in launching an attack.

This time, the Horror Demon King decides to learn his lesson and attack as much as he can.

"It's better to pick up the day than to hit the day, just today."

The Horror Demon King made up his mind, walked out of his room, summoned his personal guards, and ordered the troops to be assembled.

I have to say that this native Hell Native Demon King is still at the same level as the primitive tribe in terms of enjoyment, although he is also a demon king, but he lives in a big stone house, except that it is bigger than his subordinates, there is nothing else special.

This is its bedroom, its office, or its reception room, where it also eats, and occasionally orders troops to form a team or something, and it is also in front of this house.

In front of the house is a large open space, enough to accommodate all the ghosts in the territory.

Since this time it was time to launch a tentative attack, the Dreadlord did not think of using the fire monster army he started, but instead gathered a ragtag team of other Hell natives.

The demon kings are extremely lazy in governing the territory, and they usually don't hold a conference or anything, but once they are mobilized and convened, they are going to fight.

Recently, the subjects of all the realms have heard of something.

Just not too far away, a powerful force is approaching step by step, intending to annex all the Demon King's territory.

This force uses the method of not hell, and its combat effectiveness is strong, and it has defeated countless demon kings and ghost emperors, and so far, it has not been compensated for a defeat, which makes the demon kings everywhere shocked and afraid, and has to form a confrontation alliance against their nature.

Isn't this time sending troops to fight that powerful force?

Thinking of this, these miscellaneous hell natives are a little nervous, and it is okay to fight with other demon kings, but they can't beat the sky and surrender, and the demon king continues to wait, everyone is cannon fodder, and they have always been very aware of cannon fodder, but whenever they fight, they must be charging ahead, and if they can't escape, they will surrender. But that powerful force, whose origin no one knows, is said to be ruthless when it comes to fighting, and if you look at it, you have to lie on the ground.

The motley natives were in a commotion, and if it weren't for the small fire monster troops that belonged to the terrifying demon king's own clan around them, they would probably immediately scatter in a hurry and flee in all directions.

The Horror Demon King stood in front of the room and said loudly: "Little ones, a good opportunity has come, the evil demon king who rebelled against the upper position over there was overthrown and killed by his subordinates, and the spies I sent out reported that the territory over there is now in chaos, and it is a once-in-a-lifetime good opportunity, as long as you get in, you can grab it as you like, and whatever you grab is yours." ”

Although the intellect of the motley hell natives is not high, but the coaxing methods of this terrifying demon king are too simple, every time the pre-battle mobilization is these words, and every time it is not fulfilled, once the territory of other demon kings is captured, these miscellaneous cards that charge forward will be driven aside, scraping the ground three feet This kind of good work is done by the small fire monster troops directly under the terrifying demon king.

has been deceived many times, and real fools can remember it for a long time, not to mention these natives who are not stupid enough to go home.

However, I heard that it was not a war with that force, but a fight against the neighboring demon king, which is finally a comforting thing.

At that moment, the motley hell natives lazily responded, without any energy, but they no longer thought about escaping.

The Horror Demon King doesn't take it to heart, anyway, there is a small fire monster unit directly under him to supervise the battle, and he is not afraid of these miscellaneous cards, so he has to give the order to set off immediately.

"The king, the king, it's not good, it's not good!" A demon crawled to the ground.

I'm just about to go out to war, and you come over and shout something, isn't this touching my head!

The Horror Demon King was furious, stepped forward and flew up, kicked the evil ghost out of the way, and said angrily: "Bastard dead ghost, which one is not good, come on, burn it for me!" ”

The two little fire monsters ran over, held down the evil spirit, and were about to breathe fire.

The evil spirit cried out with a crying voice, "My lord, a monster has come to the door!" This evil ghost was originally a secret sentry sent by the terrifying demon king, and when he saw the enemy attack, he ran back to report, but he ended up like this, and he couldn't help but be very angry in his heart, and secretly complained, "If it weren't for Lao Tzu's soul being taken away by you, who would care if you lived or died!" It's better to let those monsters crush you to death! ”

"Monsters? What monster is coming to the door? ”

The Horror Demon King was taken aback.

Everyone lives in hell, and this freak is everywhere, and it is not strange to see it, and what can be called a monster by this evil demon is something that has never appeared in hell.

"Let it go!" The Dreadlord waved the two little fire monsters away and called the demon sentries closer, "Tell me clearly, what's going on?" ”

"Little ......," the demon sentinel said only halfway, and the sky suddenly darkened.

The demon king, the natives and the evil ghosts all subconsciously looked up, but saw that the sky was covered with dark clouds, and the thunder was rolling between the clouds, and from time to time there were lightning flashes, and there was a loud thunderclap, and the torrential rain poured down.