readx;? In the hearts of these demons, there is only one thought, and that is to kill them one by one, kill all the unpleasant guys, and kill the cyclops in front of them who are blocking their path. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Fear, fear? These things are no longer on the minds of the demons who have gone completely berserk these days.

his mother's, rush!

them!

And so the battle began, with the roar of the demonic side.

At the front of the demonic charge were several lava behemoths lined up, nearly three meters tall and surrounded by calcareous rock formations, which were their natural armor. The calcareous protrusions on their heads are their weapons when they charge.

Now they're going all out.

Among this group of demon troops, these lava behemoths are one of the few good opponents of the Cyclops.

The huge body is not afraid of the thick sticks of the cyclops, and the thick calcareous layer can perfectly resist the killer "emerald rays" of the cyclops.

Blessed by the frenzied roar of the Demon Overseers, the lava behemoths are even larger, and charge like an unstoppable chariot.

According to the speed and power of their impact, even the cyclops in front of them were not small, and they were still powerful, but there was no doubt that as long as they dared to stand in their way, there was still life and death.

But the cyclops in the line of their charge did not panic.

These guys didn't even blink an eyelid, and stood firmly in their positions to meet the impending impact, to meet death.

"Cyclops, there is no retreat from death"

As they approached, the lava behemoth began to accelerate, the earth began to shake with a bang, and the ground they had stepped on began to sink slightly.

The whole earth shook one by one.

The Cyclops in front of them roared and unleashed the last "emerald ray" of their lives.

Of course, the target is not the lava behemoth, and the long experience of fighting tells them that this "emerald ray" has no effect on these crazy big guys.

These Cyclops shot emerald rays at the most dense area of demons they could shoot behind the lava behemoths, and then cast a secret method to reverse the blood veins all over their bodies, burning all their life force, and temporarily gaining a huge power bonus.

The demon clan is generally tall, and the cyclops do not have an advantage in physical and strength confrontation compared to many demon races.

Especially in the face of these crazy high-mass, high-impact guys like lava behemoths.

But there's only one reason why Cyclops has always been able to hold the throne of the most popular Devil's Defense Force.

A strange secret technique known as the "Cyclops Blood".

Millions of years ago, a strange outsider called the "Sunstrider" was tasked with solving the problem of the lack of suitable defense units in the Devil's camp by the Devil's Camp military.

So this "Cyclops Violent Blood Technique" came into being.

This secret technique can increase the Cyclops' strength by four times the power of burning life force in a short period of time, but once this secret technique is used, the Cyclops only has a short second of life left.

One second is enough.

The Cyclops roared in rage and slammed their thick clubs into the lava behemoth's head.

"Whoa!" the attack made a loud noise.

The lava beast that rushed over with a seemingly unstoppable momentum was actually blocked by the cyclops whose body and strength were far inferior to him, and the body of the high-speed impact suddenly stopped.

The three-meter-long club was completely stabbed into the massive body of the lava beast, and the behemoth slammed into the plane and flew backwards at a very high speed.

"Bang!" the lava beast slammed to the ground, crushing the hapless bastard that followed behind it to minced flesh.

The badly wounded lava beasts fell limply to the ground and struggled, roaring angrily, but could no longer stand up, seeing that they were not alive.

As for the Cyclops who had applied the secret arts, the moment they came into contact with the lava behemoth, every muscle and bone in their bodies seemed to be unable to withstand the terrifying impact and completely turned into minced flesh.

Suddenly, the fishy smell made people vomit and faint blood.

But the cyclops beside them didn't blink their eyes, and looked intently at the enemies who were about to come to them.

The lava behemoths were followed by a group of red-skinned demons.

The little demons are relatively short, but they move frighteningly fast.

Of course, this short is also relative to the demon race, in fact, they are nearly two meters tall, if you put it in the human race, it is a very big man.

These little demons have tiny black horns on their foreheads, and their eyes are scarlet as if they were about to drip blood.

They had a pair of small demon wings on their shoulders, and it was impossible to fly long distances, but when they were in mid-air, they could use a little force to glide for a while.

Behind their hips was a sharp cone-like demonic tail that swirled and swayed like a viper.

Outside their lips, sharp fangs protruded.

Their claws were as hard as eagle claws, their bodies were as black as ink, and thick demonic scales covered their bodies, which were their natural scales.

It's really not easy for the idle to penetrate their defenses.

To demons, the Imp is nothing more than the lowest-level cannon fodder class.

Something like the Abyss Demon Bug isn't even cannon fodder, it's just food.

But even the weakest of these guys have a handsome or higher cultivation.

The horror of the abyss can be seen from this.

Of course, for the Cyclops whose average rank is above the king level, these guys are not a threat at all.

Without wasting the emerald rays for them, the cyclops clenched their huge clubs firmly.

The terrifying waves formed by the little devils swooped down with lightning speed, as if they wanted to engulf their opponents directly.

The phalanx of cyclops stood firmly in front of this staggering wave, forming a huge.

The little demons ran with terrible roars and demonic curses, swinging their powerful arms and smashing the air with their sharp, steel-forked claws.

It was as if they were going to tear the cyclops in front of them to shreds in the next moment.

"Kill, shred, meat!" shouted the frenzied imps with what little language skills they had left.

Although the fleshy wings behind the little devil can't make them fly, they can also effectively reduce the weight of their bodies, giving these guys amazing jumping power (to be continued.) )