In an instant, the sound of weapons intersecting, the sound of flesh and bone tearing, and the sound of roaring and screaming filled this heaven and earth.

Soon, the Netherworld was overwhelmed. Because although they are the elite of the First Underworld, they are not real armies, and in the face of the standard army of destruction composed of the ten types of demons, namely the Dreadnought, the Howler, the Lame, the Annihilator, the Guardian, the Faceless, the Shelterer, the Ember Cineer, the Frost Soul, and Kir Zoa, it is like a wave that hits a black reef, and it dissipates between heaven and earth in an instant.

In the face of the menacing Netherworld, the fleshy beast of the deep shelterer was in unison, slightly raised to the side facing the enemy, and quickly expanded, and a faint blue light could be seen inside.

After an extremely brief period of energy accumulation, thousands of dark blue bubble-like objects were launched in a parabola from all the mouthparts of the Protectors, as if they had calculated the amount of advance and landed on the path of the Netherworld with unmistakable accuracy.

This is the terrifying weapon of the Demon Destruction Legion: the magic cannon.

And the special demon protector, in addition to being the mobile force of the transportation legion, is also a heavy fire support in overcoming difficulties and the confrontation between the two armies.

The magic cannons issued by the Protector are divided into projectile and direct fire, slow fire and rapid fire. These four firing methods can be any combination of two or two.

The mode of the magic cannon that Fang just issued is the gentlest slow projectile mode, and its most important role is not to kill, but to pollute.

As long as the target who is polluted by magic energy is not suppressed and dealt with in time, it will become weaker and weaker, and various discomforts in the carrier mind will follow.

In the course of the next battle, as long as the carrier of these hard anti-demonic energy corrosion targets is slightly damaged, or the magic energy corrosion cannot be suppressed and the sores are exposed, it will be the dish of the demon special warrior Roarer.

The Howler's Magical Skill: Evil Blood Aura, as long as it is properly distributed and there are enough of them to suppress the entire battlefield. In the internal battle of the God Butcher Troupe back then, the eight roarers released the evil blood aura at the same time, and even the shaking light of the first person in the PSD three-dimensional of the God Slaughter Regiment was suppressed so much that he couldn't raise his head, and the others could be imagined.

After suppressing the opponent, the next thing is to be tough. Legionnaires: After the Lame Walker unleashes his frenzied aura on the formation, the Annihilator and the Faceless are responsible for flanking and rearing surprise attacks, disrupting enemy formations and assassinating important or dying targets, while the legitimate Legionnaire: Dreadnought attacks from the front.

High-level Demon Guardians are responsible for defense, defending the military formation from a wide range of high-damage attacks. High-level Demon Ember Burners and Frost Souls use elemental magic skills to continuously suppress and kill enemies.

The legion commander is the kind of high-level demon clan covered in black armor, with snow-white wings on his back, and the same race as the supreme lord of the Evil Abyss, Snake: Kirzoa, who is responsible for the overall command and dispatch, and occasionally does the work of single-handing out the enemy's leader-level figures.

In this way, unless the other party is too much stronger than the Legion of Destruction in this battle, there will only be the fate of rout and destruction.

However, the Netherworld and the Demon Clan were also in the same trench before the Eternal Ages, and they were quite familiar with the Destruction Legion, so there was no tragedy to the point of collapse at the touch of a button.

All the living Netherworld knew in their hearts that against the Demon Destruction Legion, any action was superfluous, and the only way to fight was to fight to the death. Don't show your cowardice, as long as you are afraid, then everything is over.

This legion was born to destroy and destroy, and as their goal, any negative emotions and actions will nourish and strengthen the meaning of their existence!

The Legion of Destruction swept through everything like Mount Tai, and the Netherworld, who knew they were hopeless, held on in despair. The vast majority of them, for the first time in their lives, walked out of the dim and barren underworld, they had to face such a catastrophe, and they didn't know what it meant to hold on for a few more seconds in the sharp and deadly light under the rain of countless swords and swords, but they still had blank minds to meet destruction, embrace death, and achieve the eternity in their minds.

Time is like an empty song, whispering across this time and space, and the countless mournful notes are the lives that have passed away.

The whirlpool of fate ruthlessly involves the fate of every gamer: the alien warriors who sacrifice their lives to fight, the God Butcher who is at a loss to see all this, the stunned guardians, the earth humans who are in a trance like a dream, and Zuo Ao, whose heart is like a knife!

He looked left and right at the few figures around him, and said in a low voice: "You guys, go back! There is no need to follow me on this road of no return." ”

The two stunning women-looking ghosts hurriedly fell to the ground and shouted, "My lord, we won't go back.

Please give an order immediately, let's fight the demons!"

Zuo Ao shouted: "Hurry up and give me back to the realm!

You guys...... Alas, you should keep a low profile in the future, the newborn Hades may not be as good a speaker as I am.

Let's go, let's go!!"

After a brief moment of silence, several figures reflexively flew back to where they came.

Zuo watched as the vanishing figure stood for a long time, then suddenly jumped to his feet and jumped onto the top of the head of the huge dark dragon that had been standing behind him.

Standing in that familiar position, Zuo Ao's seven eyes blurred at the same time, as if he was remembering something.

After a moment, he lowered his head and said lightly, "Lord Sokal, how many years have we known each other?"

It's been almost two million years, haven't you? You've offered beautiful sacrifices, and I've done a lot for you.

Alas, today, the fate of the two of us, I see, can be over.

Although you cheated on me, I don't blame you at all, really. Strange is strange, I have hoped for things that do not belong to me, I have failed the gifts and teachings of the Lord, I have violated the oath I made at the beginning, and I have touched the line of rules and rules.

Old friend, you and I are doomed, please take care of yourself. I wish you a smooth journey, and may the gods always bless you. ”

Sokal saw that the Netherworld Clan, who was still imposing just now, actually encountered the Hit Nemesis Demon Clan, and was beaten so hard that he couldn't even find the north.

Seeing that the entire army of the Netherworld was about to be wiped out, Sokal felt that he couldn't get off the stage, and when he heard the heartfelt words of the Hades King Zuo, his heart was full of gratitude, and he didn't think much about it, he just wanted to escape from this land of right and wrong quickly.

So he smiled awkwardly at Zuo, as if he was apologizing, and then turned around and tinkered privately for a moment, his whole body gradually becoming transparent and weak, and he didn't care whether the captain Quintas was dead or alive, and planned to slip away.

Just as Sokal was about to finish his secret technique, he suddenly felt a wind above his head, and the sky and earth darkened. Before he could understand what was going on, there was a sharp pain all over his body, followed by a whirlwind of the world.

After a few loud bangs, Sokal was dying, and he actually saw his broken arms and organs, as well as the trademark fat lower torso, but it had turned into a bloody pulp.

After a squeezing sensation of urgency, with the last shimmer of clarity, Sokal slid into the abyss of the unknown, and then completely walked into darkness.

The swallowing action of the dark dragon under his feet made the huge head shake slightly, Zuo Ao stabilized his body and lowered his head and said, "What? What did you say?"

Oh, you said you didn't agree to let Master Sokal go.

Well, listen to you this time!"

After dealing with the culprit of all these tragedies, Zuo Ao, who had nothing to do, squatted down, stroked the scales on the top of the head of the dark dragon and said gently: "Hehe, it feels good to have no worries."

Chakula, take me one more time!

I promise, this time, it's the last time!"