Arafa looked at the news of the capture of Francie by science, and when he had nothing to do, it was Mephistopheles who transformed into Ajani's retinue and came to him and handed over the advice to find the copper bottle.

After Ajani recognized it as a legendary devil, everyone thought it was a trap, but the Caliph of Arafa eventually decided to take a gamble.

With the help of the ubiquitous but non-existent Great Demon, the copper bottle, which no one had ever seen, emerged from the sand and was placed in front of Ajani.

Then, the caliph of Alpha, the only noble king who could open the seal by will, unlocked the seal and unleashed four terrifying demons.

This created chaos and almost brought disaster, but Mephistopheles never left, and the fraudsters skillfully controlled the hearts and minds of the people and calmed the turmoil.

It was the same demon who handed over the magic of space travel and persuaded four companions with a desire to destroy to temporarily restrain their instincts and fight against science.

Countless memories flashed through Ajani's mind, and every scene seemed to have been carefully arranged by Mephistopheles, the most terrible conspirator imaginable by man, and the web it weaved would not let anything go.

Only the most tenacious will and the sharpest wisdom could see through the web of conspiracy, and Ajani's heart wavered and full of hesitation.

But only demons can stop the terrifying undead tide that makes the king of the world give up, and now on the battlefield, demons are the only ones who resist.

Baal, the terrifying beast is pouring out its wrath on the knight on the red horse.

It is a terrifying monster with the head of a bull, and the lower half of its body belongs to some kind of carnivorous beast, presumably a lion, with the tail of a snake.

It's a ball of pure muscle, and every movement of it brings a terrifying earthquake, and the knight on the red horse has almost been hammered to pulp, and the only reason this knight is still alive is because the knight on the gray horse still has death in his hands.

Known as the Lord of Destruction, the demon unleashed his power and looked as if he had fallen in love with this undead foe.

On the other side, Beelzebub's battle with the Dark Horse Knights was much quieter and peacefuler.

It was an instinctively uncomfortable demon with a disgusting fly-like appearance, and after magnifying countless times, everything was unbearably detailed.

But this is not the most terrifying, what is even more terrifying is that Beelzebub has countless plagues and insects in his hands, and those visible and invisible terrifying beings envelop the knight and the dead spirits who follow him, creating a terrifying scene.

Mortals can't imagine that the undead dead could get sick, but the dead spirits who have been to hell know that it is Beelzebub's way of entertainment, and the dead spirits cannot escape the clutches of the plague.

Of course, the knight on the black horse will not get sick, he is still the same, riding a huge war horse on the battlefield, and the necromancers who follow behind him are constantly falling behind due to the plague, which is nothing to the knights, anyway, there are endless necromancers here, which can replenish the team at any time.

The trouble he faced was Abaddon.

It was a monster that was far more demonic than the other demons, burning with muddy flames, leaving behind the stench of sulfur and unquenchable flames everywhere it went, and any undead who came close could not leave it, but enjoyed the eternal torment.

This monster has the head and hooves of a ram, and it sways as it walks, but it is full of power.

It was clear that the demon was very keen on the knight of the barbecue, and it fixed the black horse with the front paws of the lion so that it could not escape, and then roasted the knight with the flame in his mouth, and it looked like the battle would continue for a long time.

After all, the knight on the gray horse still hasn't left.

Although he was very embarrassed, as long as the knight did not die, the army of science would not lose a single person.

Tiamat, this mighty monster is haunted by death.

It was a half-frightening lizard with five heads, five arms, half a tail, and one wing.

The terrifying monster, unable to stand, could only drag its belly to the ground at an alarming speed, entangled the knight on the gray horse, its five heads spewing flames, acid mist, and poisonous smoke, and its five arms gripped the horse's body, tearing it to pieces again and again.

But death itself does not die.

The necromancers charged at the demons like a tidal wave, like two overly large fish falling into a small pool, and their battle set off waves that soared into the sky.

Ajani looked at the terrifying battlefield and was once again convinced that this was a war that no mortal could intervene in.

Neither science nor the demons are forces that mortals can resist, and their very existence is a disaster.

The copper rod touched the mouth of the bottle again, making a crisp metal crashing sound.

Then Barr rushed across the battlefield in an instant.

Because of its astonishing speed, the terrible beast left a deep trench in its path, and it stopped in the midst of the dead, its neck stretched out like a rainbow, and crossed the long distance to deliver the bull's head to Ajani.

"Stop your pathetic threat, mortal!"

The head tilted, its mouth spitting with the smell of fire and brimstone.

"You see this as a threat?"

Ajani calmly looked at the demon in front of him, it was already extremely terrifying, and now, the disproportionate neck made it look extremely strange and terrifying.

"I said, no......"

Ajani placed the metal rod into the mouth of the bottle.

It was the lid of the brass bottle, and in an instant, a terrifying whirlwind swept across the battlefield, and when the wind subsided, Baal was gone.

The terrible devil returned to the bronze bottle, which had been sealed inside for thousands of years.

"Please don't do that, my majesty. ”

One of the warriors standing by the throne turned and smiled helplessly and pleadingly at Ajani.

"You know, Baal has a bad temper, and seriously, it's not a natural monster like me, long ago, that name was synonymous with power and abundance, belonging to a powerful and glorious god. ”

"What a surprise......"

Ajani knew that the man he was talking to now was Mephistopheles, the omnipresent weaver of conspiracy, and that everything he said was true, but that it must have been a fraud and a lie.

"So, merciful king, will you please release it, after all, we need its strength now......"

"If you, Mephistopheles, are too stupid to know how to kill that knight," Ajani remained calm, his instinct to remain calm in battle, "then I tell you, hang them on the metal thorn tree." ”