"It's Grant. He clenched the hilt of his sword.

"Well, yes, it's Him. Hegel said in a thick nasal voice, "It seems that today is the time for us to compete." I didn't expect it to come so quickly. ”

"Do you have any plans, my lord?" asked him nervously.

"Have an idea, I'll talk to you about ......"

On the city tower, Duke Hades, who was serving as the commander-in-chief of the battlefield, also saw Grant's figure, and because of the reason why he stood high and saw far away, Hades also saw a large inky dot in the distance that was rushing towards him.

The undead with a huge number of ant colonies covered almost all the ground in front of the Ironstone Fort's defenses, and it was impossible to see the edge at a glance, like a tidal wave coming in, but the sea and sky were replaced by ink.

"The undead have launched a general attack!" shouted to anyone.

Suddenly, the entire line of defense boiled like boiling hot water, and in front of so many undead, no one was not afraid, they could almost foresee their future - countless undead tore through the defense line, and then pushed it flat, leaving only the white bones all over the ground......

"Let them not panic! Send all the city defense troops, turn on all the weapons, and order the assembled regiments to go out of the city and join the battle immediately!" Hades calmly issued an order, and the members of the military law team scattered all over the city wall cut down a few deserters who were running around like headless flies with two or three swords, and quickly controlled the situation.

The gates of the Ironstone Fort opened again, and the mixed legions of soldiers of all tribes rushed out of the city, and after a short period of formation, they drew their weapons and went into battle.

The two black battle formations collided together, and the tall trolls at the front of the line relied on their size advantage to tear a gap, and the battle between the two sides immediately entered a white heat, with flesh and rotten bones scattered in all directions.

Hegel looked at his heir and asked in a muffled voice, "Have you remembered them all?"

"Remembered. He nodded, with an indescribable sadness in his eyes.

"Boy, the future of our demons is in your hands, you must fulfill my instructions, if you can't do it, I still have to come to you. After Hegel finished speaking, he kicked the gloom out of the air, "Get out!"

Unable to withstand Hegel's strange power, this kick directly kicked him out of the battle group, and he could only watch Hegel reveal his true body as the demon king walked towards Grant.

The two kings have finally met!

Grant looked at Hegel who was walking towards him step by step, waved the long sword in his hand, and asked, "What, do you think you will be my opponent?"

"I think I'm going to kill you. Hegel slowly walked up to Grant, and a long black knife appeared in his hand, and with his current body of more than five meters, Grant looked like a toy in front of him.

"Heh, anyone can say big things, but isn't it a little self-conscious for you to say such things in front of a god?" Grant raised his eyebrows, and a purple fire ignited on the sword in his hand.

Hegel smiled, raised the long knife in his hand, and sneered, "God...... Aren't the so-called gods meant to be killed? I suggest you take a look at the legends of the human race, in which the gods are usually cut into eight pieces by righteous adventurers after a burst of nonsense. ”

In fact, the people who were cut in the books were all demon kings, but Hegel bet that Grant had not read these books......

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nbsp; "Lao Tzu is in a good mood today, and he wants to kill gods!"

Without warning, Hegel kicked his legs the ground, leaving two large pits and dust in place, and the whole person turned into a demon-shaped cannonball, and the distance between him and Grant was only ten paces in an instant!

The long knife and the long sword bombarded together, erupting into a ring-like shockwave that could be seen by the naked eye, and the surging energy jets swept away a large number of undead around them, and those who were close turned into sifted powder on the spot.

Seeing the scene in front of him, the energetic grassroots commander took advantage of the brainless characteristics of the undead very wittily to bring a large number of undead to the two bigwigs who were fighting, and then waited for Hegel and Grant to break out a huge confrontation, and used the aftermath of the escape to turn these undead into bone powder.

It is assumed that after this war, this land that has sucked enough blood and water and buried a lot of flesh and bone meal will become fertile arable land.

The battle between the two kings was extremely fierce, and it was not that there were no subordinates who wanted to go over to help their boss, but unfortunately they were killed by the aftermath of the battle before they could get close.

This is a battle between a demigod and an inferior god, how can a mortal species fish in troubled waters in a battle between gods?

Grant's wings were as hard as steel, and with the support of fourteen wings, he could attack and withstand, and his wings were like a shield with sharp edges, which caused Hegel a lot of trouble in battle.

Filthy black-purple tentacles protruded from the ground, leaving disgusting pus on them and carrying a disgusting stench of depravity. As soon as these tentacles appeared, they wound towards Hegel.

Naturally, Hegel could not have allowed these tentacles to creep upon him. The long knife in his hand was wielding a tiger, and when it opened and closed, the tentacles that stretched out towards him turned into tentacles and fell.

"Grant, is that all you have to do? This kind of strength can't beat this seat!" Hegel slashed a tentacle with a swing of his knife, wiped the blood from his face, and laughed.

In the battle just now, he and Grant were wounded by each other, but Hegel was wounded more.

"That's enough power for me to kill you!" Grant snorted, and fourteen fireballs condensed from behind him, and shot towards Hegel.

Hegel didn't dare to take it hard, he used his long knife to split two fireballs, and he dodged the rest with some scrambling.

In the long embers, Hegel's head and face were covered with gray, making him even more gray, while Grant, except for a few small wounds, was spotless.

"I thought I couldn't do magic, did I?!" Hegel, who was almost blown away by a bunch of fireballs, was ruthless, and with a move of his hand, a dozen or so large fireballs rushed towards Grant in return.

Grant didn't dare to resist Hegel's fireball, the wings behind his back shrouded him, a black and purple cover covered him, and the big fireball smashed up, only smashing out a circle of agitated ripples, and the layer of protective shield that looked crumbling was blocked hard.

Hegel was a little dissatisfied that he had just not had the opportunity to block it with a spell, and compared with Grant, his demeanor fell into place.

Blocking Hegel's fireball bombardment, the protective shield around Grant slowly dissipated, and he spread his wings to protect his body, with a disdainful smile on his face:

"That's all you can do, let's go back to my mother's womb and practice for a few more years!"

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