At about the same time, a long line of privates was winding its way through a valley.

There were at least a few thousand of them, and at the forefront were three powerful evil spirits riding the Nightmare Beast.

One of them had a white beard, two thick and shapely sharp horns, bulging muscles, and a sword pinned to his waist.

This man is Michelo!

The white-bearded Michelo has a strong aura, and there is no intention of restraint at all, it is so wanton to exude. He had a long scar on his face that stretched almost the entire length of his face, looking hideous and distorted.

The Poison Fire Demon already had a physical body, and it was a high-level evil spirit, and it was difficult for ordinary physical attacks to scratch their hard scale armor protection.

But the scar on Michelo's face was different, it was a scar left by him when he followed a certain fire demon commander to fight in the abyss.

In the gluttonous world, anyone who is qualified to participate in the abyss melee and can come back alive is already considered the top leader among the low-level evil spirits.

Although Whitebeard only belongs to the level of a stormtrooper in the Abyss War, this honor is enough to make him proud of this region!

At this moment, on each side of Michelo, there is a powerful evil spirit accompanying them, and these three are the evil spirit knights who attacked the territory of Sig.

They were shrewd enough to pick this day specifically.

In Carnival, anything is allowed, including annexing the territories of other knights.

"After we attack the territory of the dead ghost of Pahlavina, we will divide the eighty percent according to the previous agreement, and the two of you will share the remaining twenty percent, do you have any opinions?" The first-level poisonous fire demon named Michelo raised his head and looked at the two evil spirit knights who were side by side with him.

The two of them immediately shook their heads and said with some flattery: "Of course there is no problem, we are already honored to be able to follow Brother Michelo on the expedition this time, and we are already grateful to be able to get a little broth to drink." ”

The white-bearded Michelo straightened his head slightly proudly and looked into the distance.

He could already see the smoke rising from the countryside in the distance, the army marching through the rape fields with impunity, trampling all this, the evil spirits who were celebrating the carnival, not knowing that danger was approaching, and the lords who were supposed to protect them had already left with their men and horses.

......

Sig and the others made a special detour to avoid the large army of Michelo, and at this moment they had come to the outskirts of a small town, which was beginning to take shape, surrounded by a low adobe wall, and a small river passed through the perimeter.

The town is lined with brick houses, which are better than the thatched houses of Sig. Looking at it from a distance, you can still see badge flags fluttering, which is the logo of the Chamber of Commerce.

"It's worthy of the territory of first-class evil spirits, tsk. Sigur had jumped off the Nightmare Beast and looked at the town from afar.

As a rough estimate, the town has a population of at least 10,000, and the sheer number of houses and buildings stretches all the way to the end of the spectrum.

Carnival has arrived, and the atmosphere inside is extremely joyful, and the noise can be heard from afar.

"Master, let's get started. Sisoka stood next to Sigurd, his muscular body exuding a terrifying coercion, and he stuck out his tongue and licked his lips with an expectant look.

The rest of the Ogre leaders also looked at Sigurd, as if waiting for his orders.

Sigur stepped forward at this moment, facing the more than a thousand ogre soldiers, most of whom were new recruits, exhausted and sweating profusely. Because they stopped, they squatted on the ground one by one to rest.

Sieg pulled out the revolver from his waist and spun around, then slammed into the sky in motion.

The team fell silent.

"Brothers, I ask you, do you want women, do you want flesh and blood, do you want to kill as much as you want?!" Sigur said condescendingly, standing on top of a high raised rock, condescendingly to the crowd.

"Yes!" everyone agreed, without thinking.

"If you want, go get it yourself!" Sieg said seductively, pointing to the town in the distance, "There are beautiful women everywhere, flesh and blood food everywhere, and there is no one to guard it at all." In Carnival, anything will be allowed by the Lord of Gluttony, so what are you waiting for, rush over and plunder what you want!"

When those recruits heard this, they were slightly moved, and their original tired bodies came to experience it all of a sudden, and some of their complaints disappeared.

"You can do whatever you want there, and no one will stop you. Sieg swore and said, "Don't worry, we will stand up to something!"

Sigurg's language was full of incendiary, and the leaders of his subordinates took the lead according to what they had said before, and they roared angrily and responded to Sigurt with monstrous desires.

"Women, flesh, kill!!"

"Women, flesh, kill!!"

......

"Kill!!" shouted first, and Sig's army rushed towards the weakly defended town like a torrent.

"Women and flesh!" shouted slogans and charged over, carnival was originally a festival to release their suppressed desires, and at this moment Sigur completely liberated their suppressed desires.

Such a large crowd of people was immediately noticed by the guards who remained in the city.

"Toot ~~~"

The guards on the city wall blew their melodious horns, and at the same time, a leader of the ogres who stayed here took the lead and reprimanded him fiercely: "Where did the bandits come from, dare to offend the territory of the Lord of the Knights of Michelo!"

It's just that as soon as he finished speaking, he was locked by a huge attraction. The fat man's bloody mouth was almost as large as an adult's fully open hands, and a powerful attraction emanated from the big black mouth, sucking the evil spirit in an instant.

"Ah!!" the ogre leader screamed, and was swallowed whole by Hisoka.

Hisoka closed his mouth, then touched his stomach and said, "Quack, it's delicious, but the fly in the ointment is that this is only a half-spirit, and it has not yet fully condensed flesh and blood." ”

"Kill!!"

Several leaders took the lead in person, and the recruits were suddenly stimulated with deep desires in their hearts, and rushed into the town one by one with red eyes.

The low adobe walls on the outskirts of the town were no longer able to stop the torrent of evil spirits.

Soon there were screams in the town.

Evil spirits are extremely cruel to both humans and their own kind. These ogres are wantonly venting their desires in the town, killing, **, gluttony!

The defenses in the town are extremely lax, and it can even be said that they are useless. The main force of the army here followed Michelo to the campaign, leaving behind some old and weak soldiers.

Michelo was an extremely conceited evil spirit, he didn't even think that Sigurd would sneak up on his lair, he didn't even think about it!

As a result, the town he had painstakingly managed turned into a Shura Purgatory in one day.