Matsumoto Hakami, killed.

The icy news quickly spread through the three teams, and it was not only the sudden death of the captain who gave them chills, but more importantly, so far, they had not even seen the shadow of the enemy.

"No...... How could this be......" The kimono woman from the Hatsugami clan exclaimed not far away, and the sudden death of Matsumoto Hakami made her mind go through a mess.

"Shiori, don't panic! These demons' sneak attack on the boss has obviously been prepared for a long time! There won't be a second time in a short period of time!" a tall and handsome man flew up behind her, a long knife and a short knife in his hands, and his long hair was extremely dashing.

It was Asano, the vice-captain of the Bashang team, his eyes flashed with anger, and his double knives drew a wonderful arc around his body, which was the first-class starting style of the two days:

"Let's get revenge on the boss!"

"Kill!" the other team members raised their knives at the same time.

However, before they could rush, another round of more fierce fire flew from the sky, and the overwhelming attack wave blocked almost all retreats.

"Masaka ......" Asano looked at this scene in a daze, and the two knives in his hands fell to the ground with a "ding-ding-dong".

"Boom, boom, boom! boom!"

The surging firepower instantly drowned the entire Bashang clan under the smoke and blood.

Pugin, the captain of the Terminators, has seen this with his own eyes, and those demons seem to be good at long-range attacks, and they must fight back!

"Firefire!" he yelled at once.

All the team members piloted the lightweight humanoid mecha and began to strafe a large area around the area, and the firelight blew up a large area of the vicinity into a miasma, and the dust was everywhere, and some "dingding" sounds could be heard, which was the sound of ammunition hitting steel plates.

"Enemies are nearby!They should have shields!" Pugin searched the infrared lights of the humanoid mecha around, but the surrounding area was wrapped in a thick fog of obscuring eyes, and the visual range was really short, and he could only judge the enemy's distance by the sound of bullets colliding.

As he was shouting, he suddenly heard a "boom" overhead, and a dull rumbling thunder sounded.

Looking up, there was a huge magic array in the headspace at some point, it was a large magic array of thunder element magic, the radius of the array was more than 100 meters, and the thunder light outlined a clear "nine" on the array.

"Captain, we need to dodge!" shouted a member of the Terminator team, looking up.

"There's no need, it's obviously the magic array of the 'Thunder Nine Heavens', and it's the joint skill of the eighth note. Putin looked at the sky and said calmly: "Their target will naturally not be us." ”

Tristin is the captain of the eighth-note team in the Big Three, and the three captains are all familiar with each other's skills, among which Tristin is a master of magic, and the Nine Days of Thunder is the range attack skill he uses with the whole team, and with their control, they can direct thunder and lightning in any direction.

"I see, it scared me. The team patted his frightened little heart and turned his gaze back to the fog around him.

But at this moment, there was a "boom"!

A violent thunderbolt fell from the sky and smashed directly on the mecha he was driving, instantly smashing his mecha to scrap.

"Tom!" Pugin turned his head in shock, and before he could go to the rescue, thunder and lightning bombarded down from the magic array in the sky one after another, and he hurriedly led his team members to dodge around, but because it was too slow, three or four mecha were all pierced by the thunderbolt, and even the people and mecha were seriously injured and scrapped in place.

"Tristin!What are you doing!?" Putin angrily turned in the direction of the Eighth Note team, only to see that Eighth Note, who was still a comrade, was standing in front of them.

The eyes of these magic-based trialists flashed with a pale yellow light, and their black robes were covered with the formations of various magic arrays, but at this moment, all those magic were facing their direction.

"Something is wrong with them!" quickly shouted Pugin, realizing that these trusty comrades were now under the control of demons.

His judgment was correct, and those eighth-note trialists drew out the magic town, and the words in their mouths and the multiplicity of magic tricks were mercilessly smashed towards the Terminator team.

"Damn! they're crazy!" One of the team's mechs was frozen by ice magic, and he was very entangled, after all, the eighth note in front of him was their ally, and if they opened fire rashly, they would only lose both.

But the reality is that the mad eighth notes have even given up their defenses and focused all their power on offensive magic.

Also as the team of the Big Three, if they don't resist, I'm afraid they will really be wiped out by the eighth note.

"Boss!" a member of the team cast a pleading glance at Pugin as he carried the attack.

Pugin, of course, understood the current situation, he gritted his teeth fiercely, and finally slammed his fist and shouted: "Fire back!"

The team members were stunned for a moment, but the situation forced them to have no other choice.

Boom!

The two teams, who were still comrades-in-arms, turned into enemies with opposing fire in an instant, it was a bloody battle, but it was a melee that was a defeat regardless of the outcome.

On the Terminator team's side, one mecha after another crashed in the firefight, the protective glass exploded, and blood seeped out of the steel fuselage, which was miserable.

On the eighth note, the bodies of several trialists had been shot into sieves by fire, but they still used their last strength to release their devastating magic.

At the edge of Castlevania, the blood of the trialists gradually gathered into a river, flowing in this hellish city. One trialist after another collapsed in pools of blood, forever stopped breathing.

The battle between the two giants was dark, and it took dozens of minutes before it finally came to an end.

At this moment, only Pugin, the captain of the Terminator team, was still alive in the two teams, his mecha had been scrapped, and he was standing alone on the devastated battlefield with a face covered in blood, holding an assault rifle alone.

He gasped heavily, his legs fell to his knees, blood running down his forehead and into his eyes, turning his vision red.

He never imagined that a surprise attack launched by the three giants would end in such a result.

They fought bloodily to the end, and they never even saw the appearance of the enemy......

An indescribable sense of frustration slammed into his heart, and ironically, just as he was about to despair, the demon appeared.

Several human-sized individuals slowly approached him from behind the mist, unrepresentable and unable to see any detail, each of which could only see a silhouette covered in a pale pink glow.

It's not that he didn't see clearly, but the demons that came seemed to be like that, or rather, some kind of force completely hid their appearance, so that in his eyes it was like looking at silhouettes.

They sounded as they approached, and seemed to be talking to each other, but the language was incomprehensible, and all he heard was a bunch of gibberish.

Immediately after, a pink light flew towards his forehead.

World...... There was silence......