Archdemon

A chaotic battle has already begun in the sky.

These are just equivalent to the confrontation between scouts. Most of the demons that fell down will not have a good end.

Of course, the ghosts are not without damage. The number of flying demons on the other side is much larger than that on Huo Ling's side.

Sometimes, the little demons will use the Purgatory Fireball to focus on some ghosts, and these Purgatory Fireballs can attack the ghosts' bodies.

These focused ghosts are also difficult to survive. They will be blown to pieces in the explosion, and their souls will completely dissipate.

In the dissipation, they will also make a laugh like relief, which is creepy.

The armies of Morin and Huo Ling approached quickly.

Huo Ling looked at the other side's demon army with a solemn face. The opponent's troops were much more than he expected.

The legion demons and mercenaries formed a square formation. Huo Ling saw that their troops were no less than 50,000.

And not only these combat soldiers, but also more inferior demons in front of them.

Obviously, this time, Morin got the support of the power behind him.

Otherwise, even if all the demons in Morin Town came out, there would not be this number.

Huo Ling, who was on a chariot, frowned. The ordinary demons had so many troops to support them, so... how much combat power would the sanctuary-level have?

This battle was obviously not particularly optimistic for Huo Ling.

This was his first time fighting with demons. In the past, he had cooperated with the demon legions to defend against the demons' attacks.

The number of demon legions was much smaller than that of demons, but their combat effectiveness was completely different.

No matter how many demons there were, they were still a mess, while the demon legions were like clenched fists.

A tall figure flew out of Morin's army formation. This was Morin, the Deep Hell Refiner.

Obviously, this was the trash talk before the battle.

Huo Ling also flew out of the formation not to be outdone.

He looked at Morin on the opposite side. This hellish demon had a lot of equipment, even more than Tate had before.

Obviously, Morin was very rich!

In this world, money can do a lot of things, at least you can buy a lot of high-level equipment.

Morin was wearing a set of enchanted armor of the sanctuary level, and the weapon in his hand was a long-handled warhammer. Looking at the rich magic aura on it, it was obvious that the enchantment level on it was not low.

Damn rich demon! Huo Ling hated demons who were richer than him!

Demons are difficult to deal with, especially rich demons. Looking at the magic equipment on Morin, Huo Ling felt a headache.

These equipment can at least increase Morin's combat power by half, making this already difficult hellish demon even more difficult.

Huo Ling now has only two pieces of sanctuary-level equipment on his body, the Sky-breaking Halberd and the War Shackles.

Compared with Morin, he is a complete poor ghost!

Morin spoke first: "Lord Huo Ling? Didn't you say you would help me catch Karl? Why did you lead the army here in person?"

"Leave Karl to me, and you will gain my friendship!"

Molin looked at Karl in the army behind Huo Ling, and at the same time extended his hand to Huo Ling.

Huo Ling shook his head and said, "Karl is my ally. You took his castle by bullying the weak. This is not in line with the rules of Xindi. I'll make the decision for Karl. You compensate him with 5 million disaster coins, and the matter will be over."

Molin laughed and said, "Lord Huo Ling, you are so good at joking. When did Xindi have this rule? If there is really a rule, then... my rule is the rule. I want Karl, so Karl must give it to me!"

"What if I don't give it to you?" Huo Ling decisively chose to refuse.

The smile on Morin's face faded, and he said, "Then you will lose my friendship... Have you thought it through?"

"Your friendship is not even worth a disaster coin. If you want to take down Carl, come and get it. I'll wait for you, but I'm afraid you can't do it by yourself." Huo Ling looked calmly at the army behind Morin.

There seemed to be some danger hidden in the calm army.

Morin nodded and said, "Yes, Lord Huo Ling is quite powerful. If I were alone, I really couldn't take Carl away from you, so... I called some friends."

Before Morin finished speaking, five powerful forces broke out in the army behind him, which was the power of the Saint Realm.

"Lord Huo Ling, you see... my friendship is sometimes very useful!"

Morin grinned, and his laughter at this time seemed so harsh and loud. He turned and flew towards his own army.

"Lord Huo Ling, please be ready!"

Huo Ling looked at Morin and his armySeeing the five tall and ferocious figures in the battle, his heart could not help but sink.

Obviously, Morin was the one who came prepared.

Huo Ling thought he had guessed Morin's preparation, and even thought that this Deep Hell Refiner would value him. Unexpectedly, this Deep Hell Refiner valued him so much.

Huo Ling took a look at the six enemy demons of the Holy Domain level. In addition to Morin, there was also a Deep Hell Refiner, two Holy Domain Horned Demons, and two Holy Domain War Demons.

As for himself, he was a Holy Domain combat force, plus the three Holy Domain Undead that could be summoned, which was only four Holy Domain combat forces.

The gap in high-end power will determine the direction of the battle in most cases.

If the enemy's Holy Domain does not besiege Huo Ling and the summoned high-level undead, but chooses to destroy the army formation, then whether it is the Terror Knight or the Elite Dark Warrior, it is obvious that they are not their opponents.

If you want to entangle them, you will also need to pay a greater casualties.

Huo Ling returned to the army and looked at Carl who was following him. This was the only devil who followed him except for the flying troops in the sky.

As for Sally under his command, he stayed in the castle to defend.

Huo Ling looked at his tightly defended army, and his mind turned, but he soon calmed down.

Whether he could win or not, he would have to fight to know. It was impossible to retreat without fighting.

Before coming, Huo Ling had made two preparations. If he could win, he would fight. If he couldn't win, he would just collect his undead and escape.

If Huo Ling had devil soldiers or some mercenaries under his command, the morale of the army might have plummeted now.

But now all his men are undead, and they have no morale, so how can they rise or fall?

As Huo Ling's mental power waved, all the undead in his army were ready for the war.

The skeletons were arranged in a tight line. As Huo Ling's central army, this place would be defended by the dark warriors.

On the flanks, there were a total of 200 terrifying knights and their 800 knight followers. This powerful knight group was also ready for the attack.

The war was about to start!