Having recovered seventy or eighty percent of his strength, how could Hermtar's angry blow be something that a few mortals could withstand?

Even if he was only a mage incarnation of the Worm Tyrant, he could still kill a demon with a heavy punch, not to mention that the people who formed the "Wild Boar Shield Array" were actually just strong ordinary people.

With a bang, the shield bearer, who bore the brunt of the attack, along with the shield in front of him, exploded in pieces as if he had been hit by a battering ram, knocking down many of the Praetorian Guards standing behind him.

Then, the opponent's dense impact formation suddenly broke.

"Surround it, don't give him a chance to breathe," the captain of the Praetorian Guard team, who was quite experienced, immediately ordered: "Surround it, buy the mage some time." ”

"The warrior is in the front, and the mage is in the back row" - the truth is not wrong, but their opponent is not an ordinary strong - in the entire multiverse, in the entire multiverse, there are almost no other races that can compare to the demons of the lower realm.

What's more, Hemtar is also the embodiment of a demon lord, and there are really not many demons who dare to refuse the summons he makes.

Just because the ash plane is rejecting his existence, the slightest mistake in the summoning of the cross-plane may lead to his expulsion, and now that his body is stable, he naturally wants to pull some cannon fodder out to be his pioneer.

There were a few laughs like the night chirping of an old eagle. The few warriors who rushed to the front felt a little stunned, their blades had obviously stabbed into the enemy's body, only to find that it was actually just a phantom.

Hemtar, who had no intention of staying here, quickly jumped up and teleported directly to the top of the bell tower.

At the same time, he began to chant a mantra from his mouth. All the noble mages present were convinced that the spell that the demon in front of them was chanting was something that no human could grasp.

Whether it is the pronunciation of the crucified teeth or the words full of evil connotations, if a mortal dares to try, he is afraid that he will fall to the ground and even die if he can't read a few words, either because of suffocation, or simply because of fear.

Suddenly, a noisy and strange hiss came from the distant bottomless abyss, shaking everyone present. A noble mage attached "Insight Through Invisibility" to his eyes, and it was only then that he could see the same invisible figure that had originally emerged from the invisible portal.

These beasts resemble horses with human bodies on their backs, but they are much larger than horses.

The low apex of their heads curved forward, their outer skin covered in scales, dark red and dotted with horrible black patches, and long fluffy brown hairs fluttering on their backs.

They were muscular hunters with four-legged iron hooves and half-foot-long claws, each with three toes, and noble mages had no doubt about their speed and agility.

Even with only a few movements, Savis could tell at a glance that the cavalry they formed was capable of tearing apart the enemy's formation with ease. On their backs they wear a complex set of full-body armor, with a few tufts of short, stiff hair peeking out of the gaps in the armor.

Their faces are very peculiar, both human-like and some kind of reptiles. Long, sharp fangs protruded from the long, ferocious jaws, and the eyes were narrow, almost entirely white, but they were fierce and not pure beasts at first glance.

It's a bunch of Iron Knights.

Known as the "Abyssal Heavy Cavalry", these demons are known for their unquenchable fervor for slaughter and a thirst for battle, and they usually obey a charismatic leader known as the "Commander" or "Ranger", and pledge allegiance to certain Abyssal powerhouses in the form of squads.

Of course, this loyalty is limited. Sometimes, even a change in the flag in the team can cause them to turn around and defect to the enemy side.

At this time, however, they were more reliable, one was summoned by the Demon Lord, and the other was faced with so many mortals, the mercenary, battle-cleaning Iron Knights, who were waiting to find their reward and breakfast from the corpses of the vanquished.

Before the final "Commander" arrived, the Iron Knights who had not yet assembled could not contain their thirst for flesh and blood, and they spread their hooves and charged the Praetorian Guard soldiers with all their might.

"Be careful!"

The mage, who had already spotted the appearance of a new enemy, shouted loudly, and because he didn't have time to "dispel invisibility", he could only use his shouts to alert the Praetorian Guard fighters who were standing too close to the enemy.

The first to hit was a rain of arrows, which was the Iron Knight's specialty, and many of the arrows were also filled with lightning energy, and as soon as they hit the target, they erupted into a "crackling" thunderbolt.

In the dazzling lightning, wielding double-headed spears or brandishing heavy chains, the eleven Iron Riders instantly tore through the temporary shield wall formed by the Praetorian Guard soldiers and began to slaughter wildly.

"Quick! Prepare a spell to defend against the cavalry!" Seeing that the battle squad was about to be destroyed, some of the noble mages who had experienced the battle between the two armies immediately reminded: "Slow down their charge first, lethal spells take a bit too long." ”

Admittedly, this is a good way for a mage to face a heavy cavalry charge on the battlefield, but it's a pity that this noble mage has never been to the abyss, and he doesn't know much about the skills of the Iron Rider.

Several "fossils to mud" spells turned the marble floor of the bell tower hall into a puddle of mud, in front of the mages, many granite stone spikes sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, acting as a repellent horse, and the shrewd quickly released "dispel invisibility" in the direction of the enemy to prevent them from becoming hidden.

And the Iron Rider, who slaughtered the Praetorian Guards, turned a blind eye to this. They glanced at each other as if to speak of their disdain, and then sprang at the noble mages with their hooves.

"Volley!"

Invoking their racial talents, these demons stamped the void and volleyed at their opponents. For a while, some of the measures that the noble mages had just prepared suddenly became decorations, and they did not play a half-hindering role.

"Decree: Mass Deterrence!"

Hidden behind the crowd, Kunini had no choice but to defend the noble mages from the attacks of the Iron Riders. After all, these people are all affiliated with the Obsidian Council, and they are also part of its power, and they can't give up all of them for the time being.