The Brave Girl and the Great Demon King

Chapter 61 076: Comparison of Plants and Strength in the Demon Realm
From the appearance of the humans on one side to the charging of the monsters on the other side, the whole process took only a second or two. Leander stood there in a daze as if he was frightened, and had no time to react. He was about to be chopped down by the big stone ax of the monster In the middle, the boy raised his hand and made a raised gesture, and his gentle smile never changed.

The commander-level monster over there looked at the boy's smiling face, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly called back to the charging monster.

But after all, it was a step too late. In the voice of the leader returning, the monster had already bumped into Leander's body. The boy's figure shook for a while, and his whole body suddenly fell down, turning into countless green vines, twitching and entwining. On the monster, like a poisonous snake, it crazily burrowed into his flesh and blood.

"Blood-eating vines! How can there be plants from the demon world in the world?" The demon commander was taken aback by this vine disguised as Leander, and he couldn't help but took two steps to this side, as if he wanted to see it more clearly.

But the few magickas who rushed out just now have already drawn an arc and whizzed around, sprinkled a field of sesame-sized flower seeds along the road, and quickly circled around the leader.

"Don't even think about it!" The commander immediately understood that these humans did not know where to get the flower seeds of the demon world, and wanted to use this to restrict his actions. Hit the ground.

The man let out a muffled groan in pain, only feeling numb all over his body, lying on the ground and rolling a bit, he barely regained his mobility, hurriedly opened the energy shield, and dodged out anxiously.

At the same time, the monster entangled by the blood-eating vine also uttered a scream, stretched out his hand, wept, and uttered a weak cry for help, not far in front of the entangled and besieged monster, hiding in the dark The figure of Liandel slowly appeared, with a small plant growing on the palm of his open hand, and gave it to the leader demon slightly.

"Flowers bloom to separate yin and yang." The pale blond-haired boy said slowly.

The blood-eating vine, which was still wriggling and growing, suddenly quieted down. White flowers grew on the withered green vines, which gradually changed into a bright red color under the nourishment of fresh blood. The scent mixed together, the smell is almost like the drug once called "Angel Feather", emitting a psychedelic breath.

The leader demon sniffed at the smell, raised his thick black brows, and said unexpectedly: "This is a psychedelic fragrance. It's interesting that you human beings know the smell of flowers and plants in the demon world, but it's useless. Demons will not be afraid of this poisonous flower!"

"It's not for you, but for them." Leander smiled and gestured towards the place where the humans gathered. The humans who were still immersed in despair and exhaustion suddenly regained their spirits, showing a strange look With a restless expression, a strange red color gradually crept into those eyes that were flickering with surprise.

"Deal with the big devil first, two on each side." Leander shouted loudly.

Magic grass and blood-eating vines are slightly poisonous plants in the demon world. For humans, their pollen fruits can be used to refine medicines. Drugs with strong hallucinogenic effects can stimulate nerves and paralyze the brain. It is also a fast-acting stimulant drug. For weak human beings, this is just a violent drug that will cause side effects.

"There is still such a method..." The besieged team said, looking at the young man with a gentle smile, and smelling the mixed smell, it is inevitable that they will feel a little strange, it is not so easy to let people The means of acceptance, but for the human beings in trouble, this is also a helpless move. Since they can't resist, they can only accept it.

So that group of people quickly adjusted their mentality, and tried their best to use their bottom-of-the-box skills on those monsters.

Such a move obviously angered the leader, the demon stomped its feet, raised its head and roared angrily, just as it took a step, Leander pointed at his feet and shouted "tangle", the lush grass blades suddenly staggered out , around the leader's hooves, trying to slow down the terrifying speed of the monster.

Taking advantage of this moment, Leander quickly backed away, and the one who took his place was the newly formed demon team with only 13 members, and the one who came out suddenly was Little John, who was from the militia. A terrifying demon, the recruit was trembling with fear, he was completely pushed forward by other people, and managed to keep from falling behind, but this was already the limit, and it was impossible for him to exert excess power.

On one side is a high-level demon leader, and on the other side is a brand-new team with only a few people. This kind of battle situation is already very clear, and there is an overwhelming difference in advantages and disadvantages. , while constantly sprinkling different plant seeds, quickly growing all kinds of strange plants, constantly blocking the way of the leader's progress, it seems that it should still be able to hold on for a while, but it is absolutely impossible get the win.

At the moment when the leader was trapped, Leander quickly stepped back to the place where the blood-eating vine grew, and directly stretched out his hand to press the trapped monster. The green magic power blasted a fist-sized hole in the monster. Surprisingly, the demon was not completely dead at once, roaring and holding Leander with its hands, and smashing it to the ground desperately, the huge force even pulled out half of the blood-eating vine.

"That's why I hate demons, life is too hard." Leander grumbled, stretched out his hand to press the face of the demon, and said "explosion", the blood-red liquid splashed out, spraying on the young man as if it would corrode, nourishing There was white smoke rising loudly.

Then the monster finally fell.

Almost entirely by Leander alone, the first of the five monsters finally fell.

"Such a powerful young man, could he be one of those great geniuses?" The besieged group of people speculated.

The young man who had been trying to send out a distress signal, after the initial shock, finally came back to his senses, as if he recognized someone, suddenly waved his hand vigorously at the demon team, and said excitedly: "It's Uncle Werther, yes Uncle Witte, someone from the branch came to save us, Uncle Witte, it’s me, it’s Armstrong!”

There are still 50 people left in the group trapped in the plain, but it seems that the combat effectiveness is not high. Even facing two big demons with five-star strength, they are forced to panic and face danger. And this young man should be The one with a special and important status, almost everyone protects him in the safest position in the middle intentionally or unintentionally.

The boy got excited, rushed forward a few steps, and immediately destroyed the protective formation. Those people couldn't react in time, just as the demon clenched his fist and slammed it fiercely on the ground, flying a large piece of rock and turf, and the gravel hit the ground. There was a bloody hole in the boy's forehead immediately, and he was brought down directly, and fell to the place where the monster had landed. On it was the monster's big foot with sharp black claws.

Liandel dodged and appeared behind the monster, and pulled the vines around the monster's neck, pulling the huge body staggeringly and losing its balance.

"Attack," Leander said.

Those people who were in a daze finally came back to their senses and quickly activated the cards. Various skills were released one after another, and the magic power evolved into light and shadow effects, which were gorgeous like fireworks in full bloom. The indiscriminate bombing demon has already lost its last vitality.

"Your energy cards are really sufficient." Leander said sarcastically, "Then please support the battle over there. My subordinates don't have much energy reserves, so they won't last long."

"There are two more, the weak ones should be hit first..." Someone retorted.

"Leave those two to me, and you hang on to the commander, or everyone will die." Leander said.

In the customs of the demons, there has always been a habit of wandering and hunting. Even a formally managed army cannot avoid this situation, so there are often monsters who break away from the army and act alone. To them, this is actually a The process of chasing humans and enjoying delicious food, so most monsters don’t like to gather and act. Like this, a leader-level monster with four big monsters in the queue can already be regarded as a group with a relatively large number of monsters, and then divide the next piece The hunting area is separated from other monsters. Under normal circumstances, there should be only such a group, and no other monsters will appear in a short time.

But Liandel is not a monster. He doesn't know much about the customs of the Demon World, and he has been worried whether the battle here will attract the attention of other monsters. Therefore, the young man's plan is to entangle the commander, and then eliminate those few as soon as possible. It's just a big demon, but after the battle started, he found that the trend of the battle situation was a bit beyond his expectations. There were too many humans trapped in this plain, and their combat effectiveness was too poor. The sum of so many people was even worse than It doesn't work with the few people in the team.

"Sure enough, the team's training is still different." Leander took a few distracted glances, thinking coldly, "The strength is too weak, and lacks the value of training. If you just give up, it will easily affect morale, so I hope that a few more weak ones will be killed. Save necessary resource expenses.”

While Leander was planning how to cause a reasonable number of injuries, the two groups of human beings had successfully gathered together. Amidst the boy's repeated shouts, the person called "Uncle Werther" in the demon team finally noticed the boy. The man's expression changed drastically, and he shouted in surprise, "Mum...Master, why are you here!"

The boy hastily made a gesture of silence, and took the time to reply, "Just call me Armstrong."

(End of this chapter)