"Centaurs? no, and the Snowy Mountain Hunters. Oh, and the wolves are coming, too. ”

Just as Esalivan and Leo were staring at the movement in the gap in the magic stone wall, in the next second, the creature that appeared in front of everyone undoubtedly brought new hope to everyone.

The tribes, the populations that had fought against Abdul-Jabbar, and the tribes that had not fought each other, were now pouring out from behind the walls, yes, they were here to support the orc. Perhaps for thousands of years, no orc has been able to get these reclusive tribes to take up arms and unite again to fight the demons.

But Abdul-Jabbar did.

It rained heavily in the sky, and the hellish meteor flames began to gradually extinguish, and the coalition army poured into the square like a tidal wave, not only the orcs, but also the demons were stunned for a moment.

They didn't expect that the nations of this world, which had been defeated by demons, would now unite again and march towards the demon's position.

The Old World Alliance poured into the main square of the Dark Temple, led by the Chief of the Snowy Mountain Barbarians, a man covered in animal skins, with skin like autumn ears of rice, and a rough face full of the vicissitudes of time, but his muscles were still strong, strong and powerful. At this time, Esalivan discovered that this barbarian was not the tribal chief they had met in the snowy mountains before, but someone else, and the barbarian leader that Jabbar had met in the snowy mountains before was one of the thousands of barbarian tribes, and this man might be their leader, equivalent to the great chieftain.

The barbarian leader held a rugged bow in his hand, and it could be seen from the way he held the bow that this man was different from other humans, and the big bow was held horizontally by the barbarian leader, not vertically. A two-meter-long arrow was pulled out of the barbarian leader's quiver, and Essalivan could see that it was an arrow with magic!

"Roar. ”

In the next second, the barbarian leader roared angrily, and the roar was as loud as that of the orcs, and the next second, the magic arrow was fired.

With a brilliant blue light, the arrow shot into the body of a demon, although the arrow was two meters long, it was still too small for the demon's size, but it was not an ordinary arrow.

The long arrow only stayed in the demon's body for two seconds, and soon, a brilliant blue light emitted again, gradually forming a huge magic net.

Like a fisherman catching a giant shark, the blue magic web quickly spreads out and soon sweeps through the demon's body!

"Descendant of the Witcher?"

Esalivan almost screamed. When Jabbar was at the foot of the snowy mountains, when he talked to the barbarians, he learned that the ancestors of the barbarians were demon hunters. Now Esalivan can finally witness those legendary myths with her own eyes.

"Huh. ”

The wonderful performance of the Descendants of the Witchers ignited the fighting spirit of all the allies in the back row.

"Whew. ”

The wolf king let out a long, sky-piercing howl. Soon, hundreds of giant wolves rushed towards the flaming demon behind him.

The centaurs also rushed out on heavy hooves, and Jabbar didn't know how the centaurs chose to help him, once in their eyes, the orcs were a very evil race, but now, this group of self-proclaimed noble centaurs took the initiative to run here to help them fight against the demons? Maybe they were influenced by the Old World Alliances, or maybe they were also extremely hostile to the demons.

But Abdul-Jabbar didn't have time to care about them, and he didn't have the heart to think about it, right now, the furious killing had occupied the uncle's heart, the rhythm that could barely stop, the orc blood in his body was surging wildly, and the war hammer in his hand was waving like a hurricane, although there were not too many gorgeous elemental performances, but the berserk orcs had the war hammer of ancient divine power, and every blow could almost kill these ordinary demon soldiers.

And each of the fallen demon soldiers did not fall like humans or orcs, but burned to ashes, and the only proof of their coming to this world is the ashes on the ground.

"Looks like the orc has some skills. ”

The Abyss Lord stood at the top of the Dark Temple, looking at the battle unfolding in the plaza below, letting out a sinister roar.

And Jabbar quickly noticed the demon upstairs, with special horns and fiery eyes, yes, that demon was the culprit who killed Raphael in the first place. Jabbar remembers very well what happened that day in the heart of the swarm, and the look on Raphael's face when he was pierced through the abdomen is still vivid in the orc uncle's brain.

"Roar. ”

Without any extra words, Jabbar roared again and knocked down a demon warrior in front of him, the burning demon body was instantly wrapped in the frost element, and there was no chance to turn into ashes, directly forming a circle of ice flowers, the ice element quickly cooled the evil fire in the demon's body, and soon, the entire demon corpse was like a popsicle.

Jabbar angrily smashed the ice sculptures.

Soon, a dark door appeared in front of everyone, and it was the only way to the platform on the top floor of the Dark Temple. Now, Abdul-Jabbar is one step away from the finish line. Victory is in sight, hope is in front of you, and the results of your own efforts for more than three months are in front of you.

As long as you kill her, subdue the Abyss Lord, save Raphael from the demon's hands, and then take her to the Overseas Holy Land, you can save her. This is the only goal in Abdul-Jabbar's heart at the moment, and the only goal he has worked hard for so long, and now, hope is in sight, and all the previous efforts have not been in vain.

Victory, just one step away.

"Roar. ”

Without the slightest discussion with his companions, the orc uncle entered the grand hall alone.

Leo and Esalivan hurried to follow, and instead of a calm and sane orc companion, they saw a savage orc carried away by vengeful rage.

As soon as they entered the main hall, everyone was stunned by the sight in front of them. The interior of the cold and dark hall was filled with huge black stone pillars, and on those huge stone pillars, the corpses of countless dead orcs, humans, elves, and dwarves were entangled. They were all eviscerated and nailed to them, and the demons tortured them here as if they were experiments.

But maybe it's not an experiment?

Esalivan suddenly remembered the passage she had read in the Book of Demons - "Those demons, they can't enter other otherworldly planets through normal channels, and only the souls of local beings can open the dark portal." "But the book doesn't describe how the first demon arrived on a planet from another plane.

Remembering the account in the book, and then relating it to what she saw, there was no doubt that these poor prisoners of war had become the soul energy of the demon to open the portal. They are the most tragic victims. I don't know how they were abused and tortured, but these demons may have been disemboweled alive or made by bugs.

Oh my God, what kind of dark times these people have been through? Esalivan could hardly have imagined that she had kept up with Jabbar, and her heart of vengeance was burning in the heart of the mage. (To be continued.) )