According to the season, the bay after the festival of Opat should be accompanied by cold rain.

The fjord boiled over with a sea of fire, and the steaming heat dispelled the faint mist. The sun was shining, but instead of warmth, it seemed to mock him.

The pot-bellied general stood at the top of the tower, not to give orders, but because he had an unobstructed view of the entire coast, allowing him to see spell battles that he had never seen before.

"If ordinary soldiers get involved—" a combat staff officer muttered quietly.

"—no possibility, no chance of them surviving. The potbelly interrupted him.

As an experienced "veteran", the first thing this powerful military aristocrat learned was to never deceive himself.

Clay giants rising from the ground, water elementals gushing out of the sea, spell missiles whistling through the sky...... All kinds of spells are presented as if they were holding an exhibition.

As for the "invited guest", there is only one Hemtar.

The overwhelming spells attacked the demon lord incarnation, although most of the magic levels were not high, but the quantity was enough to make up for the quality, and the momentum was really terrifying for a while.

The idea of destroying the artillery positions on the shore had to give way to "how to avoid such a dense offensive." It was also thanks to the previous release of the shackles of the advanced teleportation technique that he was able to frequently launch teleportation and avoid some spell explosions.

Of course, that's only part of it. Some directional spells or instantaneous spells still work on Hemtar.

This also made the wound that he had just healed collapse again, and in an instant, the blood flowed like a pillar, and it looked like a lot of injury.

"Bursts: Super Electromagnetic Cannon Barrage!"

Due to the dense spell attacks of allies, coupled with the instinct to be careful, oh no, be careful - Quis did not rashly transform into a dragon form and stepped forward to beat the demon lord incarnation who "fell into the water".

He just hovered high in the air, attached the "Defeat the Enemy Plane First" spell effect to himself, and then continued to bombard from a distance.

However, Hemtar also does not have the attribute of a natural sandbag, and he has been "beaten", and he has to find a way to get back for himself.

"Rush Charge!"

With a roar from him, the sound that ordinary people couldn't hear spread rapidly in the air, and the acid mist worm that had just been released by him had evolved into a worm demon by devouring the creatures of this sea at this time.

Sensing the Creator's call, these strangely shaped creatures surfaced and migrated to the shore.

This scene made the young blue dragon feel a little familiar. The bottom-dwelling demon fish he once encountered was also a fish demon monster and a armor monster to launch a cluster attack from the ocean to the mainland.

It's just that in terms of the average strength of the monsters, the worm demons transformed by the incarnation of the demon lord, although they are cobbled together by the flesh and blood nutrition of ordinary sea creatures, but they have demon blood, and their strength is still better than that of the fish demon monster and the armor monster.

"Can't let them enter the city," Standing at the top of the tower, taking in the scene, the pot-bellied general immediately ordered: "These guys have evolved by devouring flesh and blood, if they are allowed to break into Beit City, Bait will be in danger!"

His orders were quickly passed down from one level to the next.

The nearby Praetorian Guards immediately moved into action, and they formed defensive positions along the streets;

There are some damaged but not completely collapsed buildings in the dock anchorage, all of which have been completely torn down as barricades;

The sewers used for flood discharge were temporarily blocked by people filled with earth and stone mortar......

All in all, everyone was trying to prevent the group of worm demons from landing and even entering the city of Bait.

But as Napoleon said, "Conservative tactics are often overestimated in war", and the Medica's defensive strategy, despite its best efforts, still left an opportunity for the worm demons to take advantage of.

Many worm demons with strong ** and evolved into creatures similar to the bottomless abyss aquatic Tanari, as the vanguard, resisted the attack of the black-robed mage like a needle to Mai Mang.

And those who are not so fully evolved, and still retain some of the physical characteristics of the sea creatures in the ash world, are driven by the chaos in their instincts, and scatter to attack in all directions.

This undoubtedly made it more difficult for the defenders, and even if they put up more obstacles on the main road, the Worm Demon's undisciplined attack still made it a little stretched.

For example, a fortified warehouse near the port walls, used as a temporary shelter for dock animals that had not yet had time to evacuate, but such a building with little military value was actually attacked by the worm demons.

Breaking through the door that was firmly sealed by the latch, the ferocious worm demon rushed straight in. While slaughtering those livestock, they greedily devoured their flesh.

Flesh and soul were drunk, and they were full of pain and wailing.

These worm demons actually reproduced in place**, and some even split out of their own bodies to create newborn demons. Any creature that is devoured by a worm demon will grow their ranks.

Then, those newborn demons will quickly join in the killing feast without a teacher.

"Your opponent is me," Hermtar's massive figure stood in front of them as Davisuel and the young blue dragon tried to clean up the worm demons, "We still have some accounts that we haven't settled. ”

Of course, it won't be easy for the Worm Demons to storm Beit City. In the anchorage docks, they seek out creatures to devour in the fjords, and as they grow their ranks, they also pay a lot of casualties when facing the defensive positions of the Praetorian Guard, who are waiting for them.

On the side of the worm demons, their ranks are rapidly growing and rapidly depleting, forming a strange equilibrium.

On the other hand, on the side of the American imperialists, there have not been many casualties so far, but the long-range attack weapons are constantly decreasing.

If the Praetorian Legion runs out of arrows and ballistas run out of ammunition, then they will only be left with a way to fight in the white-knuckle battle, and attrition will be inevitable, and even those fallen warriors will become "nourishment" for the growth of the Worm Demon Legion.

"What about those two ogre subordinates of the dragon Pasha?" the pot-bellied general, who was closely watching the situation, pulled his herald over his heralds, "Find them and ask them how much ammunition they have from before, or if they can mobilize supplies from Beit City...... We need to quickly set up the kind of artillery positions that we used to snipe the Great Demon before, the sooner the better!"