A huge demonic roar came from afar.

With this roar, the ninth-level demon that rushed to the front, as if it had heard some order, stopped less than twenty meters away from the gate of the guardian tower. The hideousness on its face vanished, and it stopped growling. Turning his head to look in the direction where the voice came from, his eyes were full of confusion and confusion.

And the dozens of demons that rushed out of the dust mist with it were no exception. One by one, they stopped, some staring at each other, some staring blankly. From a ferocious full-speed charge to a blank stop, this change is as if it had fallen into an evil spirit, making them look ridiculous.

The mercenaries had already rushed to the gate, but the expected position to meet the enemy was empty. The nearest demon was still ten meters away.

"What's going on?"

Just when the mercenaries didn't know why, they found that the demons turned around and left.

The sand and dust blown by the wind were still filling, but in the blink of an eye, the demon who was supposed to pounce on him to fight to the death was only a faint back.

And by this time, the tsunami-like demonic roar of the mountains had disappeared, and the footsteps that shook the earth were gone. All you could hear was the sound of Suosuo, and it was getting farther and farther away. A gust of wind blew, and the front of the guardian tower was as quiet as the morning in a monastery.

The mercenaries were a little dazed.

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, and I am a little at a loss for a while.

The suicide note has been written, and this battle is also a determination to die. From the sortie position in the hall on the first floor of the guardian tower to the door, it was only a few tens of meters, and everyone rushed up murderously, holding their breath to fight hard, but they didn't expect it to be such a result.

"Be careful, everyone. In the silence, Franco, who was lying on the ground and listening, suddenly spoke. "They didn't go far. ”

The mercenaries tensed again. Everyone held the weapons in their hands, looked at the surging dust and smoke, and only felt that their palms were full of sweat.

"When are these damn demons going to play tactics again?" muttered Lacios.

"Rushing over and back," Tu Su glared at him, "It's also a tactic."

"Why doesn't it count?" said the so-called ...... of one blow," Racios was about to argue. But I heard Larry on the side say, "Shhhh

The dust and smoke are slowly dissipating.

With a huge coercion, a huge red figure appeared in view.

The dust and smoke dissipated faster and faster, and the figure became clearer and clearer. And when the mercenaries saw its appearance, everyone only felt a buzz in their heads.

It's that level 12 demon!

It's back.

The mercenaries were dead-faced. They watched as the demon passed through the demon horde like a noble king, and watched as countless demons parted like a tidal wave in front of it.

The demons in the sky descended. The demons of the ground crawled to the ground in terror. As far as the eye could see, there were large areas of demon groups that were like rice fields blown by the wind, and at the same time they were a lot shorter. That scene, that scene, was incomparably spectacular. It gives an indescribable shock.

The last vestiges of fantasy left in my heart were finally shattered by reality.

The appearance of this red demon means that Leo has been more than lucky, and it also means. In the end, everyone didn't even have the chance to fight hard.

Seeing this terrifying twelve-level demon getting closer and closer, the mercenaries gritted their teeth. He clenched the weapon in his hand.

The irrepressible grief and indignation burned in his chest like a flame.

"We're fighting it!"

"Yes! Fight! It's just a death!"

Everyone knew that by this time, it was completely pointless to hold on to the gate. Rather than waiting to be overwhelmed by this twelfth-level demon, it is better to take the initiative to launch a charge.

It's the same death, and this way of dying is at least more enjoyable!

But. Just when the mercenaries were excited, and some people couldn't help but rush forward, suddenly, a sharp-eyed mercenary shouted.

"Wait...... Look, what is that?"

Follow the mercenary's fingers. Everyone noticed that there seemed to be something on the shoulders of the huge red demon. Before, because of the relationship between distance and dust and fog, everyone didn't see it too clearly. But as it got closer, everyone was surprised to find that it seemed to be the outline of a person.

A man who sits on the shoulders of demons?!

A pair of eyes slowly, slowly widening and rounding. His eyes were full of disbelief.

Roy sat on Banksar's shoulder, smiling at the mercenaries in front of him.

Because he was afraid that it would be too shocking, he asked the Star King to take the three bone dragons to avoid it temporarily. And he and Banksar returned to the guardian tower to solve the crisis here.

As the commander of this demon army, and the only twelfth-level demon here, Banksar's dominance over demons is absolute. The demonic army that rushed towards the guardian tower was a catastrophe for hundreds of mercenaries. For Banksar, it was just an order.

Looking at the pair of eyes full of surprise, disbelief, and even tears, Roy's heart was indescribably happy and happy.

Whether it's the difficult level in the magic tower, or the life-and-death struggle that brushes shoulders with death again and again in the Garden of Death...... My own efforts can be exchanged for today's ending, and I can exchange for this still vibrant, fresh, excited and joyful face, all in vain!

"Leo ......" Rondello walked out of the crowd, surprised, with a hint of wariness of Banksal.

Roy jumped off Banksall's shoulders and waved his hand, and Banksar respectfully stepped aside.

"Captain, it's over. Roy said to Rondelo, "We can go back." “

The mercenaries stared blankly at Roy, their heartbeats accelerating a little with his voice. The blood all over his body gradually boiled.

"Really?" Olivia's voice trembled.

Roy nodded and said, "Really." After saying that, he turned his head and made a gesture at Banksal: "Banksal, let your men leave." ”

Banksar saluted respectfully, "Do your bidding, my master. ”

It turned its head and let out a series of rapid roars at tens of thousands of demons. After a moment of commotion, the demon began to retreat. First the low-level demons on the periphery, then the mid-to-high-level demons in the center. Squadrons, flocks, like migrating antelopes, scattered into the distant darkness of the night.

When the last demon left, the mercenaries finally determined that it was not a dream.

With a thud, the sword in the hand of one of the mercenaries fell to the ground. Then, cheers burst into the sky. Everyone jumped up and rushed towards Roy in a frenzy...... WeChat public number ctao0202...... (To be continued.) )