The demise of a demon lord is undignified, and even gradually no one knows about it.

Except for those existences of the same level, almost no one on the battlefield found that there was once a demon lord comparable to the eighth level.

The reason why it is almost is because inexplicably, Feng Linwan still remembers.

Of course, he didn't know it at the moment, he was the only one below the eighth level here who knew the 'truth'.

The prestige from the military bigwigs did not end there.

But in the dreamlike divine light, a middle-aged man wearing a military coat but holding a jewel stood up and stood in the rolling dark clouds.

"I wish everyone to be like a dragon, I wish all the soldiers of my human race, invincible fists, unmatched speed, unbreakable gold armor, and sharp weapons in their hands, with the ability to blow withering and decaying, and determine the future. The voice came, and the orb bloomed with immeasurable light.

With the immeasurable light sprinkled.

In the barracks, no matter how high or low the cultivation is, everyone who wears a military uniform, wears a military badge on his chest, and has a large number of human races, all of them have a great reputation.

Feng Lin was extremely surprised to feel that there was an inexplicable magical power that was continuously and forcibly pouring into his body, adding powerful attributes to his body, his weapons, and the mecha he controlled.

This force is so soft, and yet so domineering.

Drip, drip!

The energy detector chirped all the way.

Feng Linwan looked down and found that in an instant, after he gave up the mecha, his single strength had also swelled to level five.

If you add that mecha, it almost crosses the difference between immortals and mortals, and has the ability to fight head-on with level sixth.

"It's... Deputy Commander Yang Hui's Great Prayer Technique, it is rumored that if he makes a wish, he can even give birth to a wish that will distort the universe for a moment. Don't be in a daze, the power of prayer can only last for half an hour, and in this half an hour, the power from prayer will replenish us endlessly. Before saying that, the battalion commander, who was about to die at any time, had already manipulated the broken mecha and jumped up from the ground in one go.

Stretching out his hand, he pulled out a long steel bar directly from the broken mecha arm, and shook it hard, and the terrifying white flames covered the originally rough steel bar.

The huge mecha seems to have really turned into a human form, and it can be slashed out with one blow, which has the ability to break mountains and seas.

A large number of hellish creatures died without resistance to the battalion commander's blow.

"Cool!" the battalion commander smiled boldly, and then brandished his rudimentary weapon, controlled the broken mech, and smashed into the enemy pile again.

Feng Lin clenched his fists, and then didn't even use a weapon, controlled the mecha, rotated his upper body, and quickly rushed into the enemy camp that rushed over like a tide.

"Despicable invaders, the will of the Abyss will punish you. Under the shroud of the Demon Abyss, I said... Any resistance you make will be in vain, any of your attacks will be ineffective, and even the slightest wound will kill you. "A demon lord burns his own origin, communicates the will of the hell world, forcibly uses his own energy to pry the rules of the world, and then writes the rules for the military army.

It was really the Great Prayer Technique of Deputy Army Commander Yang Hui, which was too hurtful for the beings of hell.

That is tantamount to a rather unreasonable battlefield aura, which directly forcibly elevates the entire military department, the combat effectiveness, defensive power, reaction ability, and so on of any soldier.

Many demon lords are also at a loss.

In the end, it can only take this kind of sacrifice of a demon lord to induce the originally slow reaction of the will of hell, and use the will of hell to target this domineering prayer technique.

With Will of Hell modified the rules.

Attack methods that don't normally involve rules are starting to become ineffective.

Some of the soldiers of the military department, who were originally only slightly injured, died one after another.

Feng Linwan didn't have a trace of wounds on his body, and he was still fine.

But the battalion commander who had given Feng Linwan a chance to get out because he shared the damage for Feng Linwan seemed to be extremely bad.

In his hand, there seems to be some kind of treasure that touches the rules, helping him resist the invasion of the will of hell.

But it doesn't take long to see the support.

Feng Linwan hurried over, picked up his own wine gourd from the mecha, and poured it into his throat in one gulp.

At this time, the guidance had already swelled to the fifth level of huge energy under the Great Prayer Technique, and began to look at the world with drunken eyes and modify reality.

Feng Linwan's weak strength was not enough to confront the will of the entire hell world, but it was barely enough to hold up a small space to protect the injured battalion commander.

"Battalion commander, I can't last long, heal quickly, as long as you don't have the slightest injury on your body, then the will of hell can't help you. Feng Linwan hurriedly said to the battalion commander.

The battalion commander didn't talk nonsense, two cans of drink made of unknown ones were poured into his mouth.

Then he said: "It's okay! Although at this time, it's a bit of a waste to use blood-locking energy drinks, but... It can't be helped. ”

The counterattack from hell didn't run rampant for long.

After the deputy commander Yang Hui performed the Great Prayer, he seemed to be a little sluggish, as if he was restrained in some way.

However, there was another high-ranking military officer, who was originally dressed in military uniform, but at this time, he suddenly had many transparent silver armors on his body.

Holding a large cross shield, he raised his head to the sky and slapped it hard.

"Here it is! Major General Spike's god-level 'shield rebellion'. The battalion commander's tone was still full of amazement.

High in the sky, the thick clouds seemed to be torn apart layer by layer, one by one hollow.

The creatures of hell, who were still hideous and vicious, began to fall to the ground and die one after another.

Their symptoms, like those of the soldiers who had died before, were as fatal as if they were wounds the size of their fingernails, killing them instantly.

And their originally sharp teeth and sharp claws have become soft noodles at this time, grasping on the armor of the soldiers of the military department, not only can not leave any scars, but even the piercing friction sound cannot be produced.

Feng Linwan was speechless at this time.

Shield··· This skill, Feng Linwan knows.

Usually in the fantasy world, knights or warriors with shields, and sometimes even mages... will learn this skill.

Although the techniques of each genre are different, on the whole, they basically block through the shield, resist or even rebound the opponent's attacks, and then seize the flaws in one go to counterattack.

However, if you train the shield to the point where you can modify the rules of the will of the world, you can fight back... It's really rebellious.

Sure enough, even if they are both level eight, the meaning of the eighth level of the military department and the eighth level of these world natives is completely different. It's like two adults of the same age, one stunted and lacking exercise. And the other, who is eight feet tall, is a national sanda champion. In a broad sense, they are all adult men, but in terms of actual combat effectiveness, the two are not at the same level at all. Feng Linwan sighed in his heart, and couldn't help but feel that in this era, while being great, people are always under more pressure.

"If I don't work hard, even if I have the opportunity to cultivate to level eight in the future, standing in the crowd... I'm afraid it's also a parallel import. That's really embarrassing!" Feng Linwan was a little distracted.

But after a moment, he sorted out his thoughts and began to fight with the battalion commander back to back into the enemy's army.

At this time, if you don't take the opportunity to harvest a wave, will you wait for the enemy to react and find a way to crack it?

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