A sneeze destroys a magical civilization

With Kazira and his army of spiked demons officially joining Archduke Bilaire's camp, all the powerful high-level demons in the fourth level of hell have taken sides.

Although there are still some losers who are still wavering, or they want to wait until the situation is completely clear before flattering the winner.

But their power is too weak to have any impact on the overall situation.

Therefore, both Bilaire and Filna chose to ignore this group of "miscellaneous fish", and unanimously led their huge demon army to approach the opponent's location in a mighty manner.

Overall, the former, as the "regent", clearly has an overwhelming numerical advantage.

More than 70% of the devils on this level chose to swear allegiance to the former lord.

After all, he is old enough and has rich experience in ruling, and is obviously more trustworthy than Fierna, who was only brought to power as a puppet after the Great Purge.

But the disadvantage is that the devil army under Bilaire is too bloated, and there are all kinds of guys in a mess. It is impossible to know which ones are truly trustworthy, and which ones are forced to pretend to surrender due to formality. In fact, they are still flirting with Fierna secretly. , or even secretly convey important information.

This means that he must not encounter setbacks, nor can he afford to lose.

Otherwise, the hidden internal problems will begin to explode continuously, eventually leading to a snowballing collapse.

In contrast, although the number of legions controlled by Fierna was less than half of her father's, it was better because they were promoted one by one by her own hands through the power she gained through gaming as a lord.

These newly promoted high-level devils know very well how their power and status come from.

If it were Grand Duke Bilaire who came to power, there is a high probability that all these would be taken away, and he might even face the humiliation of being demoted. Therefore, loyalty is often very high, and his performance is poor in the face of huge external pressure and threats. Extraordinarily united.

Some Hell Fiends have even carried out comprehensive three-dimensional reinforcements on the castles, palaces and fortresses they control, and are preparing to use these defenses to delay after the failure of the first battle, in order to find foreign aid or wait for the Lord of Hell. Prepare for Asmodeus' intervention.

However, they didn't know that Fierna had already used the big devil's best skills to connect and form alliances in private, and then placed spies and even assassins in the opponent's camp, and finally found the right time to win at the minimum cost. fruit.

There is no doubt that compared with the outbreak of large-scale and brutal civil wars between plane lords, this is the most respected method of political and power struggle in hell.

If ultimately successful, the entire case will be included in political textbooks for all devils who have reached a certain level to study and refer to.

In terms of learning advanced experiences and summarizing lessons, the devils are infinitely better than the devils.

Generally speaking, most conspiracies can only be used once in hell.

If you use it for the second time, there is a high probability that your opponent will see through it or notice it in advance.

Fortunately, Zuo Si, the airborne ninth-level lord, is not like other devils. He has been studied repeatedly in long-term battles and games.

In the eyes of lords from other levels, he has too much mysterious aura surrounding him, and he is often not in his own territory. Therefore, many devils are a little confused about what the prince of hell is thinking about, his personality, and ambitions. , desire and purpose.

Coupled with the crazy firepower of Gracia on the side, the whole plan can proceed so smoothly.

At this moment, Fierna, the titular lord of the fourth level, was sitting in the legion camp, watching the endless demon army building a city wall outside.

Unlike demons who have no discipline at all and only know how to vent their instincts and desires by burning, killing, looting, and just starting to do it when they meet, demons have strict discipline that mortals cannot imagine.

Especially during the war, after arriving at the front line and coming into contact with the enemy, they will not immediately launch an attack. Instead, they will first build a series of solid defenses in place that can be attacked and defended.

In this way, they can use these fortifications to play many clever tactics that dazzle the enemy.

Therefore, when two hostile demon legions met, in addition to sending out necessary reconnaissance teams to find out the other side's true identity, both sides were engaged in civil engineering work in full swing.

Those who knew it were the devils habitually building fortifications to stabilize their rear, but those who didn't know thought they were building a city in a competition.

A large amount of hot magma is continuously fished out from the river of flames that can be seen everywhere on the fourth floor, and then shaped and cooled through magic, and finally built into an integrated rock wall that is more than ten meters or even dozens of meters high.

As for thickness…

It is basically a no-brainer to dig through it with brute force. Even if it is hit repeatedly by meteor storms falling from the sky, it will never collapse easily.

Moreover, the interior has been cut into more than ten levels inside and outside for the convenience of defense, and there are tunnels hidden two to three hundred meters deep underground.

From the other end, the retreat route of the defenders in front can be completely blocked.

The reason for this design is mainly to prevent the devils from always choosing a "strategic retreat" immediately when they find that the battle situation is not favorable to their own side.

As long as the retreat is blocked from the other side, the defenders will have no choice but to fight to the last man, causing huge damage to the enemy.

Even if a military fortress of this level is placed on the battlefield of World War II, it can withstand heavy artillery and aerial bombs. It is definitely a nightmare for the attacker.

If Zuo Si saw this scene, he would definitely lament that it was a bit humiliating for these devils not to contract the construction project.

His ninth level fully exploits the devil's potential in this regard, constantly contributing to the expansion of the huge cyberpunk city day and night.

While crazy construction was going on in the camps on both sides, the teams sent out to conduct reconnaissance also began to fight in the broad three-dimensional space of the fourth level.

In just a few hours, thousands of devils died forever in this area filled with flaming rivers and erupting volcanoes.

Although most of them are low-level little devils with the ability to fly, they are not even an appetizer for real combat.

But the tense atmosphere on the eve of the war has already enveloped the blood-red sky.

Tens of thousands of hellhounds also spread out on the flaming plains, chasing and biting each other, intertwined with a large number of flames possessing thinking and wisdom, forming an extremely spectacular sight.

Fortunately, both devils and hellhounds are immune to fire damage. Otherwise, if they were other mortals from the material plane, they would probably be burned to death within a few minutes by these inescapable flames like gangrene.

"How long will it take before we finish building the fortifications?"

After a long silence, Fierna asked her men.

This female great devil has a statue-like perfect body, and unlike her father Bilaire, who has a ferocious and weird face, it is instead very delicate and three-dimensional.

Her skin is slightly dark, revealing an indescribable beauty and sexiness. There is a pair of small horns on her forehead, and the devil's unique red alluring light shines out of her eyes. She is obviously wearing an exquisite and luxurious silk dress, but... It gives people a very debauched feeling.

In fact, for a long time, Fierna gave people the impression of being a social butterfly with a naughty and flattering personality. She ostensibly succumbed to her father's will and was keen to play with beings weaker than herself.

But behind the scenes, she is actually a master of conspiracy. She has been secretly planning how to seize power from her father until she becomes the fourth level like her so-called "best friend" Gracia. A true lord.

The reason for the quotation marks around the word "best friends" comes from the fragile plastic sisterly friendship between these two female archdevils.

Although Fierna was always jealous and obsessed with Gracia's huge power and growing power, she always felt that the other party relied on "Father" and the protection of Asmodeus to succeed. Got everything now.

But she had to fight with her father to seize the dominance of the fourth level.

With such a huge psychological gap, let alone an evil devil, even a human being would be seriously unbalanced.

So the feelings between the two parties are very complicated and twisted.

Fortunately, under the guidance of her father, Archduke Bilaire, Philna has mastered the essence of "love and pain". She also learned disguise and forbearance during her days as a puppet, so the cooperation has always been quite good. joy.

Occasionally, she would use the skills she had learned to satisfy Gracia's never-ending desires.

Since both parties are female, both are still so young, and both had some unpleasant experiences with their fathers, they naturally developed into a close alliance.

Even though Archduke Bilaire later discovered that Gracia secretly instigated his daughter to resist him, he tried every possible means to separate the two, but in the end all failed without exception.

He didn't realize at all that from the moment she became the nominal lord of the fourth level, Fierna's ambitions began to expand uncontrollably.

Even without Gracia's instigation, the latter would continue to try to seize power.

The conversations about "independence" time and time again are the best proof.

"Lord, according to the reports from each legion, we can complete the basic construction of the city in about seven hours at most.

However, considering that our troops are at a disadvantage, I do not recommend that you attack first.

After all, the attacker usually suffers more casualties than the defender.

On the contrary, it is wisest to choose to defend first and wait for the situation to turn around. "

A hell-fiend general stood up and carefully expressed his point of view.

"Defensive counterattack?"

Fierna couldn't help laughing immediately after hearing this, and then gently shook her right index finger in a provocative and seductive gesture: "No, no, no, defense cannot help us win the final victory.

On the contrary, we must take the initiative and attack across the board to attract all the opponent's forces.

Only in this way can the turning point you just mentioned occur.

Remember, I have only pursued one thing from the beginning, and that is absolute domination of the fourth level.

Instead of fighting and negotiating for more rights, and then continuing to share power with my stupid father who was trapped in the political whirlpool and couldn't extricate himself. "

"You mean... you have an internal agent in Archduke Bilaire's army? So as long as we attract the main force of the enemy, they will suddenly launch a backstab?"

The Devil Duke of the fourth level, Bassem, seemed to realize something. He raised his head and his eyes began to light up slightly.

As a once loyal to Belair, but later switched to the female archdevil with the legal title of lord in front of him, he has been involved in conspiracies for thousands of years, so he is very aware of the fatal attacks hidden behind various tactics. What is it.

Attacking on all fronts like this despite a weak military strength is basically a nail planted inside the enemy.

Fierna responded with a meaningful smile: "My arrogant father always thought that he had supreme power and could easily make all the devils on the fourth level surrender.

But he obviously forgot that hell is a place of ultimate order.

From the moment I ascended to the position of lord, the balance of power has tilted.

Although many demons continue to obey him in name, they secretly have their own plans.

What's more, I have found a powerful and extremely cunning ally this time.

And this ally has helped arrange everything.

All we had to do was follow the script he gave us and put on a great show. "

"I would like to ask, who is this ally you are talking about? Could it be Grand Duke Gracia, the lord of the sixth level?"

Another Devil Duke, Zapan, also followed suit and asked.

After all, this political alignment is related to his wealth, life, power and status, so he has to be extra cautious.

"Gracia? Haha, she is far from qualified. She just played a role in the script like us."

After saying this, Fierna stuck out her tongue and licked her seductive red lips. She no longer paid attention to the curious and inquiring eyes of her other subordinates, and began to close her eyes and rest in preparation for the next battle.

She very much hopes to stage the famous scene of "a loving father and a filial daughter" at the last moment, and completely eliminate her father, the biggest stumbling block and hidden danger on her path to power.

In this way, during the crazy construction that lasted for dozens of hours, two black fortress groups covering a huge area finally rose from the ground under the hard work of countless devils and their enslaved laborers.

Just when Belair's side was planning to take a rest before launching an attack, the commanders of the Hell Fiends, Snake Demons, and Horned Demons on Fierna's side led their armies and launched a fierce charge like mad dogs.

Because they were unexpected and mobilized in full force, the former lost a large number of low-level devils and slave workers who were still on the front line and had no time to recall them in just one encounter.

The demon army that followed Phil directly resurrected the dead corpses and threw them into the forefront of the war as undead cannon fodder.

If the Bone Demon Army behind them hadn't reacted quickly enough to stabilize the defense line, most of the fortifications that were finally built would probably have been destroyed before the war started.

At the same time, Belair, who had reacted, quickly mobilized his troops and sent out most of the reserves around him. He used his own strength to fight steadily and erode the opponent's strength bit by bit.

As a former lord of the fourth level, he was much better at commanding battles than his daughter.

Once upon a time, this cunning archdevil even formulated a plan to invade the fifth and sixth levels.

In his eyes, Levistus, the lord of the fifth level, was sealed in a huge block of ice by Asmodeus during the Great Purge. He could only rely on remote control to command his men, and his power had already been greatly weakened.

At that time, as long as your army moves in, it will easily sweep across the entire level.

As for the sixth floor, the situation was similar. The lord at that time was still the previous old hag.

She wasn't even one of the Bazut Devils, she was just lucky enough to get to the top.

Unfortunately, this grand plan completely went bankrupt when Gracia came to power.

Watching the distant battle line gradually transform from passive defense to strategic counterattack, a proud smile appeared on Bilaire's face, and he said to several close followers following him: "Filna is still too young to actually take such measures. Such an aggressive style of play.

Although at the beginning, her legions did catch us off guard.

But when we react, these armies that have rushed out without leaving any escape route will soon be surrounded, divided, and annihilated bit by bit.

Thanks to her, it looks like this war will end sooner than expected. "

"Yes, it will be over soon indeed."

A trace of imperceptible mockery flashed in Kazira's eyes, and he quickly started to flatter him along with the other devils.

Because he scanned the surroundings and found that in addition to his spiked demon army in the rear, there were only a few personal guards composed of pit demons and horned demons.

During the chaos just now, the other demon legions were sent as reserves to withstand the enemy's crazy attack.

This also means that if he takes action at this time, Kazira will only have to deal with no more than thirty enemies.

Although these thirty enemies are all higher in level than the Spiked Demon, no matter how powerful they are, they cannot withstand being crushed hundreds or even thousands of times.

However, what makes Kazira feel strange is that so far he has not received a signal to take action, so he can only suppress the eagerness in his heart and continue to use his superb acting skills to paralyze and deceive this "regent". king".

On the other side, Fierna has personally led the guards and her lovers and appeared directly on the battlefield.

She was seen constantly releasing large-scale destructive magic including meteor bursts, energy-absorbing spells, and earthquake spells at the enemies that were coming up.

When the enemy's formation is in chaos, this female devil will wield a flaming giant sword and rush forward to slash and harvest, enjoying the excitement and pleasure brought by the blood splattering on her body and face.

Under the leadership of Fierna, the already declining Devil Legion once again regrouped and pushed back the Bilaire side that launched a counterattack.

Obviously, unless Bilaire takes action personally, no high-level devil on the battlefield at this moment can defeat this fourth-level lord.

Even if the Hell Fiend rushes forward, he will be killed by the sword in at most two or three rounds.

When her whole body was soaked with blood, Fierna raised the sword in her hand and shouted: "Father! Don't you even have the courage to come out and fight me?"

It was obviously impossible for Bilaire to ignore such provocative words, so he immediately flew into the air with his guards and sarcastically said in a contemptuous and disdainful tone: "Courage?

Are you worthy of talking to me about this word?

Tell me, who gave you the courage to secretly plot a conspiracy against me?

And who made you think you could win this war?

Don't tell me it's Gracia, that idiot.

If she hadn't had a father who was the Lord of Hell, she wouldn't be qualified to compare with other lords. "

"Ah! Dear father, you are finally willing to show up."

The corners of Fierna's mouth were slightly raised, showing a vicious, cruel and bloodthirsty expression, which was completely opposite to the cute, playful, enjoyment and pleasure she usually showed.

“Surrender, my foolish daughter.

You can never be my match in this power struggle.

If you surrender now, I will consider giving you the best room in the tower of the palace, and allow you to keep some of your entertainments. "

Belair began to persuade him to surrender in a condescending and arrogant tone.

In his eyes, it can be said to be quite merciful that he can offer such generous conditions at this time.

In any case, the devil's concept of family affection and family is much stronger than that of the devil.

At least the devil won't sell his child, or tear it into pieces when he goes crazy.

"Hahahaha! Oh my god! Do you think you have a chance to win?"

Fierna couldn't help but laugh wildly.

"Isn't it?" Billaire asked unmoved. "After all, even the secret weapon you specially prepared for me has now chosen to fall into my arms. This shows how unpopular your actions are."

Fierna stopped laughing, glanced at the Pleasure Demon hiding far behind, gently wiped the blood on her cheek, and said rather playfully: "If you are referring to Gramir, then I just It can be said that this time you saw the wrong person.

She is not the pawn you imagined who was manipulated by me and eventually ran away out of fear.

Instead, he has already surrendered to his new master and is following his orders.

It was Gramir who personally pulled you into this prepared trap. "

"What? Trap!"

Billair suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Just when he was about to turn around and question Gramir, the spiked demon army, which had always been the last reserve, suddenly burst out and launched an attack from behind with the force of a turbulent wave.

They were like an unstoppable sharp dagger, stabbing into the back of the unsuspecting army. They were invincible wherever they passed, and no demon army could stop its progress.

What's even more terrible is that this kind of internal and external cooperation instantly caused the originally solid defense line to collapse directly, and countless legions were cut open from the middle again and again.

Some guys who were originally hesitant to place their bets saw this situation and signaled rebellion on the spot and turned around to attack their own side together with the enemy.

There were so many mutinous legions that the devils loyal to Bilaire couldn't tell who were allies and who were enemies, and eventually fell into chaos and a dangerous situation of fighting on their own.

"Grand Duke! Your Majesty the Grand Duke! What's wrong! My spiked demon army was bribed by someone! They suddenly launched a rebellion!"

Kazira ran over with a panicked look on his face, covering the gash in his abdomen.

At this time, he looked so innocent and pitiful, like a dog abandoned by his owner, desperately trying to show his loyalty.

Because everything happened so suddenly, Bilaire didn't even realize what was going on, and he didn't even realize that it was the commander of the Hell Demon in front of him who gave the backstab order and let him fly to his side. before.

He subconsciously roared angrily: "You idiot! Idiot! Trash! You can't even watch your own men! What use do I have for you?"

"Don't... don't do this! Grand Duke! For the sake of my loyalty to you, give me a chance to make amends."

Kazira hugged the opponent's thigh and began to cry and beg with runny nose and tears.

"Okay! Then I'm giving you a chance! Get rid of all the spiked demon officers who launched the rebellion immediately! Gather the troops and reorganize the defense line!"

Angry flames flashed in Belair's pupils.

If looks could kill, then I believe this hell fiend has died countless times.

But just when he was about to kick the opponent away, Kazira, who showed his superb acting skills, finally showed his deadly fangs.

This guy deliberately pretended to be in unbearable pain. Suddenly, without any warning, he pulled out a small object from the wound on his abdomen, which he didn't know whether it was a dagger or a stabbing sword. The position of the heart on Belial's chest.

Since the weapon is attached with a large amount of counteracting magic and demon-breaking properties, the latter's accidental spells and corresponding protective magic are instantly either offset or suppressed as soon as they are activated.

Even the damage reduction of the big devil failed to work due to the dual blessing of good characteristics and silver refining characteristics.

"you?!!!!!!"

Bilair's expression suddenly changed, and he immediately understood that the spiked demon army's backstab was not a rebellion at all, but a premeditated internal and external cooperation.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty the Grand Duke, please don't bear any grudge against me, because I just don't want to lose everything in this fight."

As he spoke, Kazira pushed the lever of the strange weapon in his hand, injecting all the black oil stored inside into it, then quickly flapped his wings and retreated to a safe place to observe the development of the situation.

The next second...

"Ahhh! What-what did you inject into my body?"

Archduke Bilaire immediately pulled out the thing inserted into his heart like a madman, trying to squeeze out the unknown substance that had been input.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

The shimmering oil that has been continuously upgraded and transformed flows through the body with the blood at an incredible speed.

After a while, Bilaire began to feel uncontrollable changes in his body. One of his eyes was completely covered by some kind of viscous liquid, and the weapon in his hand also disappeared in just ten seconds. It was decomposed and eventually turned into liquid metal wrapped around one of the arms, replacing flesh and bones to form a mechanical arm full of strange beauty.

"No! No! No! Stop! I order you to stop!"

The big devil tried to tear off these shimmering oils that were eating away at and transforming his body.

But unfortunately, all this struggle is in vain.

No matter how many times he destroyed the metal structure, Shuoyou was still able to tirelessly redesign and transform it again and again.

And the next time is always stronger than the last.

Even if he turns himself into a spirit form, he can't get rid of it. He can only watch in despair as this irreversible change swallows him up bit by bit.

When Archduke Bilaire fell from the sky to the ground, Shuoyou also decomposed and absorbed the weapons, armors and debris dropped by the devil after his death. He continued to upgrade and iterate this rare and powerful individual, and slowly gathered it into an amazing figure. A daunting giant.

He looks like an oval sphere made of metal, flesh, bone, and cooled magma.

On top of the sphere, thick structures like tentacles grew densely, supporting the movement of the heavy body, sucking in everything that could be swallowed along the way.

As for the original face and body, they have long since disappeared, leaving only the eyeballs at the end of the tentacles extending from the oval sphere to observe the surrounding situation.

Below the body are thousands of mouths with crushing and devouring functions, which can break down any material rolled up by the tentacles and then reassemble them into part of the body.

Because the appearance was so distorted and indescribable that both sides who were fighting stopped the fight at the same time, raised their heads and stared at this shocking scene with wide eyes.

The instigator, the Hell Fiend - Kazira, was swallowing saliva uncontrollably. He couldn't believe that he had hidden such a dangerous and terrifying item in his body just now.

If this were to leak even a little bit, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Not to mention him, even Fierna, who wanted her old father's life, didn't make any move at the moment. She just watched from a distance as this behemoth continued to devour everything around it, while constantly letting out painful and wailing screams. Voice.

Any devil or other creature that dares to block its path will be torn to pieces, devoured, and decomposed mercilessly.

"You...what exactly did you give me?"

After being silent for a long time, Kazira finally couldn't help but ask the pleasure demon who was responsible for conveying the order.

"That's Shuoyou, one of the secret weapons mastered by Lord Soth."

Gramir forced himself to calm down and gave the answer.

But as long as you pay attention to the arm that is shaking slightly uncontrollably, you will know that her heart is not as calm as she appears.

After all, as the lord's secretary, Gramiel knew that there was such a thing as shimmering oil, but he had no clear idea of ​​its true power.

But now she finally knew why the succubus Queen Mecanshut repeatedly warned her to use it carefully when she handed the weapon into her hands.

"Shuoyou..."

Kazira firmly remembered this word in his mind, and ranked the ninth level as the first one on the list that must not be messed with.

Just when the hell fiend wanted to ask for some relevant information, Fierna, who had come back to her senses, had already crossed the battlefield and walked straight to her daughter. She raised her hand and gently stroked the latter's delicate and beautiful face. face, then hug her in your arms and kiss her forehead, nose tip, lips, neck...

After all this was done, she praised without hesitation: "Well done, my dear daughter.

You did better than I imagined, and you didn't even arouse our father's suspicion at all.

No wonder Soth is reluctant to sacrifice you.

As a reward for your service, I now declare you free from the constraints of your blood and identity.

Now you can pursue the life you want. "

"I am free?"

Gramir raised his head and stared at his mother with a slightly blank look.

"Yes, I mean what I say."

After saying that, Fierna ignored her daughter and turned around to look at the Hell Demon Commander who was standing by respectfully, waiting for his resignation.

After about half a minute, she smiled sweetly, stretched out her fingers and gently traced the other person's cheeks and chest, and asked with a smile: "Strong, smart, and cunning Kazira, how do you think I should reward you, the greatest hero?" ?

Without you, it would not be easy to defeat my father, Belair.

Maybe it might be a different situation. "

"You are too generous, my lord.

It is my duty and obligation to obey your orders.

What's more, I played an insignificant role as instructed, and the real hero was someone else.

If the adult hadn't prepared everything, I wouldn't have dared to take such an extremely risky move. "

Kazira was extremely humble for a moment.

It wasn't that he didn't want to take this huge credit, but that he was really frightened after seeing what happened to Bi Lair.

"You are indeed a smart man.

I like smart and capable subordinates best.

Instead of this, you first lead the Acupuncture Demon Legion to sweep the entire battlefield, reorganize the demons who have laid down their weapons, and form a brand new army.

Later I will appoint you as the commander of this legion, responsible for stationing at the border to guard against possible sneak attacks by other lords.

How about this reward? Are you satisfied with it?

Speaking of this, Fierna suddenly paused, and began to look up and down at the tall and strong figure of the Hell Fiend with an aggressive look. Then she continued to slide her fingers down her abdomen, using her naked and undisguised expression. The tone was teasing: "Or maybe you prefer another kind of reward, such as being my guest? Enjoy the joyful experience of love and pain with me every day?"

"Thank you for your generosity and favor, but I think the first one will suffice."

Kazira almost without hesitation rejected the tempting invitation of the female archdevil.

It wasn't that he wasn't interested in beauty and physical desires, it was just that he didn't want to become one of those poor victims in the dungeon below the lord's palace.

Like Gracia, Fierna is also a female devil with extraordinary desires in some aspects.

And she doesn't like the former, who just sucks it dry or kills it after playing with it.

Just the opposite.

Fierna prefers to lock those lovers who are tired of playing in the dungeon of her palace, and then throw spears or other sharp objects through the hollow floor to the lovers imprisoned below, and listen to the screams of the lovers after they are injured. Wails and screams of pain.

And compared to Gracia, who is not selective about food and doesn't despise anything, she prefers to seduce those pure and kind-hearted paladins, and then let them fall into the blindness of love bit by bit.

Under the huge lord's palace on the fourth floor, it is said that there are at least more than a thousand paladin prisoners who have fallen or are falling, as well as some angels from the upper planes.

Just when Fierna began to accept the surrender, integrate and organize all the forces on the fourth level to form her own governance structure, Zuo Si had already arrived near the River of Fire not far from the battlefield with Zariel, the Angel of Khorne.

Their purpose is very simple, that is to recover the great devil who is being completed - Belair.

Although this guy's appearance has become quite distorted, it has not been truly completed.

Its evil core as a great devil, as well as its tenacious spirit and will, are still fighting.

He was not willing to lose everything like this, and tried to use the high temperature of the flame river to melt the metal and flesh wrapped in the outer layer, and burn all the black oil.

"Hmph! What a stubborn guy! He is still trying to resist your great blessing and perfect evolution."

Zariel, who was wearing a thick silver-white power mecha, directly pulled out the chainsaw hanging on the weapon rack behind his back.

Under the roar of the shimmering engine, this powerful enchanted weapon immediately made an eerie buzzing sound.

"Go. But be careful not to destroy this new research sample. It has high research value."

Zuo Si had no intention of stopping him, but instead took two steps back to make way for a large enough battlefield.

Just when Zariel was about to start the jet engine and rush forward to take action, a mighty demon army suddenly appeared out of thin air on the horizon.

The guy walking in front was carrying flags that looked like snakes, so many that one could not see the end of them at a glance.

"That's...the army of Viscount Maman, the third-level lord! Is he crazy? He actually sent the army directly into the fourth level!"

Zariel immediately recognized the mark of his old rival.

When the civil war broke out last time, it was Viscount Mammon who took the lead in surrendering to Asmodeus and then led an army to assist Archduke Disbat on the second level, leading her to believe that the opportunity to capture the second level had been lost. , and finally decisively chose to withdraw.

Now that I see that the other party made a mistake first, it is natural that new and old hatreds will come to my mind and I want to settle the accounts together.

"interesting!

Unexpectedly, Maman was so courageous and dared to directly trample on the laws and rules of hell.

Or maybe he had some secret alliance with Bilaire, and he took action impatiently after realizing something was wrong with his ally.

But it doesn’t matter.

Let's use his army to test the combat effectiveness of the new toy. "

As the last word blurted out, Zuo Si raised his hand and snapped his fingers, directly issuing orders through his own will to Bi Lair, who was rolling in the river of flames.

moment!

The latter, who was still struggling, felt a powerful force that could not be violated, and then it flew into the air like a cannonball driven by the oil engine. Together with the fireballs and lava rain all over the sky, it hit the advancing Viscount Maman. Devil's Army.

boom! ! ! ! ! ! !

Accompanied by the deafening loud noise and the shaking of the earth, Bilaire's oval spherical body directly smashed a huge pit with a diameter of more than two kilometers on the ground.

More than two legions of upside-down demons and half a legion of bone demons were wiped out in one blow, along with their horned demons and the pit demon commander.

Although the ensuing magma rain failed to cause any harm to the devils who were immune to fire damage, the lava pool formed after falling to the ground cut the army into two parts, front and rear.

Immediately afterwards, Bilaire began to wave his tentacles, rolling the crushed devil corpses and stuffing them into his mouth. Some were thrown in alive and crushed by the metal structure like a meat grinder inside.

No one knew what this sudden behemoth was, let alone how to deal with it.

Because almost all the magic hitting him felt like it was tickling.

It is completely immune to all kinds of control and charm magic.

The originally neat military formation was torn to pieces in a very short period of time, and a battle involving 1 vs who didn't know how many thousands of people started.