I, the Demon King, Sign in the Abyss for a Hundred Years

Then, holding the magic sword in his hand, he swung it in a stormy manner.

In front of him became a restricted zone of life.

All the orc warriors who stood in front of him were torn to pieces, and countless bloodshots were flying in the air.

It's like a Shura field!

After this trick, the orc army began to shake for the first time. Many orc soldiers were watching, and their weapons began to be used only for their own defense!

They are waiting, waiting for some people to surrender first!

Wu Ming couldn't manage so much. In his original plan, he should have already defeated the orc army by this time.

A sword swung away, and sword energy flew over.

At least hundreds of orc soldiers died on the spot again.

And some smart orcs began to put down their weapons and began to surrender, but the numbers were too scarce.

This is far from enough! What Wu Ming needs is to end the battle as soon as possible, then enter the hinterland and seize those cities!

"My lord, the skill chant is finished, please hide!"

The lich was talking, he was at the back of the army, and Will was on the sidelines for him.

It has been nearly an hour since he started singing magic.

"Release, I'm fine, kill the other's vitality as soon as possible!"

"Well, I haven't used this trick for a long time..."

"Forbidden Curse—Summoning the Evil Icon!"

With the end of William's last chanting, a dazzling gray necromantic magic wave in his hand, hitting the center of the orc army heavily!

In an instant, even the sharpest orcs nearby felt an evil and natural enemy of life descending.

"Titan! You actually have the bones of a Titan!?"

Clarence called, widening his eyes.

Although he is only a native of the orc world, he is not a general, at least a lot of knowledge is also known through various channels.

"Ha...ha... this is the main force of my undead army, but it can only be in this world for less than an hour, and its body is still stored in the world I used to, hey, I am not that powerful. Don't praise me!"

He said so, but he still touched the skull's head with a proud look.

.....

As soon as the evil icon made of Titan bones appeared, it attracted the attention of everyone present.

It doesn't matter whether it is the orc side or Wu Ming's subordinates.

Because this evil icon is too big!

The size of a mountain, the invincible power and the terrifying breath of death exuding from it, this monster is afraid of being trained by the gods as an imaginary enemy!

"Tear them apart!"

William commanded.

With a wave of the big hand of the undead icon, the whole piece of orc soldiers was swept into the air, and then fell heavily to the ground, turning into a mound of indistinguishable flesh.

The big foot stepped heavily on it, and his impact was like an earthquake, and many people on both sides could not stand steady for a while.

After venting a lot, he began to grab the orc soldiers and devour it, but without a stomach, it grabbed several orcs in one hand, squeezed it into blood, and poured it into his mouth!

Although the individual's combat effectiveness is not as good as Wu Ming, his presence in the war may be much stronger than Wu Ming.

Every summon of the Lich exists for the battlefield!

"Good job, William, take out everything else!"

Hearing Wu Ming's praise, the Lich was rarely embarrassed.

"Hey, it's gone, I'm a scholar-type mage. After I learned this trick, I didn't learn it again."

"....,waste!"

Wu Ming was a little disappointed and said lightly.

"...You are too much!"

......

As the war continued, Wu Ming's army began to approach them step by step, slowly crushing the opponent a little bit, and the morale of the opponent finally could not be stretched.

The large-scale surrender began, and one after another orcs finally gave up resistance under the dual pressure of Wu Ming and the Evil Icon.

They dropped their swords and stood still.

At this time, a divine penalty hit among the group of surrendered orc soldiers and exploded like thunder.

It is the breath of the gods, although they don't look at Wu Ming enough, but facing mortals, they are still superlative gods!

"Good guts!"

Wu Ming looked at the sky angrily. At this time, he was surprised to find that this **** was not an incarnation, but a true **** body, and he was familiar!

"I, God of War-Norman, spit on you cowards who have lost their intent to fight! Your souls will never be allowed to enter the Hall of Valor, and your souls will suffer an era in the flames!"

After finishing speaking, a divine punishment swung down again, preparing to kill the cowardly orc trash, but was swept away by Wu Ming with a sword.

"It's been a long time, Orc God of War!"

Seeing Wu Ming’s strength, the pupils of God of War Norman shrank suddenly. It’s amazing physical strength, which is by no means comparable to ordinary demons.

"Who are you, I don't remember seeing you, huh, the terrifying demon who devours the gods? It's up to you!"

Wu Ming was not angry, after all, when he first saw this orc, he was only a weak and middle-level demon.

He has grown to such a point in just a few years, and is low-key enough that outsiders only know of another powerful demon, but his specific information is almost unknown, except for a few henchmen.

"Oh? If you don't believe it, try it!"

Wu Mingxie smiled, holding the magic sword and flying into the sky again. This time, he was no longer an ordinary demon hiding in the demon army.

It's the real powerhouse with real name and prestige at the same time-Wu Ming!