The Rise of the Cemetery

As a kind of compensation, each war tower will be covered by a separate magic mask, which is the real full-block spell shield. Any offensive spells must not penetrate this shield to attack the battle tower inside.

Cutting on the outside and blocking on the inside, this combination of size can perfectly save energy, and better provide the best battlefield protection for the mages participating in the battle. As for the unimportant outbuildings and facilities, just let it be! No matter how badly he beats, the old devil warlock won't be heartbroken.

As a result, human spellcasters from the plane of Klein entered the nearby magic facilities one after another, raised their masks, and made various preparations for casting spells. The demonic creatures they enslave can only be scattered in the peripheral war facilities, using "sturdy" buildings and "strong" bodies to meet the enemy's attacks.

This is the treatment that only middle and high-level demon servants can enjoy. As for the low-level demon cannon fodder, they can only crowd around the outer city wall, praying anxiously that the high-level spells of those big demons will never fall on their heads. .

Unfortunately, for a filthy species such as demon creatures, their prayers are far less effective than their curses.

As the deafening roar of the devil continued to come from a distance, the entire earth began to tremble and tremble continuously.

The demon army in the distance began to charge in groups!

Hundreds of thousands of terrifying torrents of demons slapped fiercely on the outer wall of the demon castle, splashing dizzying three-foot waves of blood instantly.

The old demon warlock has been running this demon territory for hundreds of years, and there are no less than 50,000 little demons captured and enslaved. At this moment, they are all piled up outside the city wall, becoming the first barrier for the incoming demon army to attack the demon castle.

Fifty thousand little demons without mid-level and high-level demons are a group of plague chickens. They don't have the courage and courage to fight to the death with the crazy enemies. Seeing the ferocious and terrifying posture on the opposite side, they ran around in fright, and the chickens screamed. Many little devils even threw down their knives and forks, and lay on the ground trembling with their heads in their hands.

It's a pity that their non-resistance can't be exchanged for any kindness and kindness. The little demon army, horned demons, and quasi demon troops rushing to kill in front of the demon army are impressive. The same species, different camps, but also show a completely different pattern of "devil" life.

The ones running around are little devils, and the ones chasing and killing in groups are also little devils. One group is discarded cannon fodder, and the other group is menacing predators. The different positions make them present completely different fighting styles.

A little devil on one side of the demon army viciously stabbed a small steel fork into the throat of the kneeling begging little devil, kicked the other side down, threw himself on the other side, and frantically sucked the overflowing blood. After the other party remained silent, it raised its ferocious triangular head, and, ignoring to wipe off the blood stains around its mouth, it flapped its leather-like wings and rushed towards the next opponent ferociously.

And those long-horned demons, who did not distinguish between enemy and friend when fighting, fell on the ground one after another, rampaging like mad dogs. They will hang one by one little demons on the top corners of their skulls, screaming and struggling, and let the warm blood flow wantonly on their bodies. The more enemies they kill, the more blood-red their pupils become, and the crazier their behavior becomes, and many times they even kill their own people.

And at this time, the only thing that can restrain them is the horned demon warlord's barbed whip. When the whip came down, their skin was torn apart, and they screamed in pain, but they became even more excited and crazy. At this time, they are like toads, their hard skin covered with pustules and lumps becomes blood red, and their emotions are extremely excited. A little stimulation will rush up and explode crazily.

A horned demon with qi and blood swelled to the extreme can completely sweep a huge space with a radius of 10 meters. The blood plasma, bone fragments, internal organs fragments, and unknown body organs full of terrifying energy splashed in all directions, enough to kill most demonic creatures below the middle level.

The swift and flexible barghest is a formidable predator. Their fangs and claws, as hard as steel and as sharp as blades, can leave deep scratches on the scorched sand and gravel of the demon plane every time they strike. And using such a physical weapon on the little devil is like chopping melons and vegetables, and it will do no harm.

As more middle and high-level demons surged up, the cannon fodder of the little demons left by the human mages outside the city was suddenly overthrown.

However, it can also be seen from this that the war mode between the abyssal demon and the human kingdom is different.

If two human armies confront each other in the human kingdom, there must be a gradual process no matter what. First send infantry phalanxes to confront and entangle, then send cavalry to harass, bows and crossbows and other long-range weapons to diffuse in the air, and then look for opportunities for breakthroughs in the stalemate movement.

But the Demon Legion is very different.

As long as the war starts and the demon lord gives an order, then you can see all the troops marching together, and the black and red muddy currents rush up like a flood. What kind of forward guard, what kind of long-range and short-range, as long as it is a demon, it will bravely move forward and pounce into the opponent's team with overwhelming ferocity.

Melee is the only way demons fight.

Only those very few demon lords who prided themselves on their battle command skills have the leisure to organize demon creatures of the same type into different battle formations, and divide long-range and melee combat into different teams. It's a pity that there are too few such demon lords, and they can't stand the test of fighting on the battlefield.

At the beginning of the war, they might still be able to maintain a basic legion appearance, combining far and near, and fighting in style, but once the madness of fighting on the battlefield swells, it will immediately become a big melee. There is me in the enemy, and the crazy fight of the enemy in me is their favorite. The only way for them to vent their tyranny is to pick up the enemy's corpse and smash it regardless of whether it is the enemy or the enemy.

Watching the ravages of the demon army with cold eyes, the screams of the little demons outside the city were like illusory bubbles, and no human mage would show any mercy.

With the uninterrupted joint casting of human mages, a super-large battlefield spell began to appear on the battlefield.

The turbulent torrent of elements was confined within a very small area, and even caused the huge space to distort and rupture in an instant. A dazzling magic circle appeared above the battlefield. Looking up, the sky was actually covered with tumbling thunderclouds and white electric fires winding in the storm.

The two caused deafening thunder in the constant impact.

Terrible lightning energy full of powerful destructive aura twisted and tangled in the sky. When everything was brewing to a certain extreme, without any warning, countless lightning silver snakes slashed down like long whips, instantly engulfing the huge battlefield with a radius of 5 miles into the lightning storm.

The ground was cracking, twisting, and shattering, and the lightning bolts hitting the ground even turned the sand and gravel into semi-molten fluids. And the battlefield sandwiched between the sky and the earth has become a scorching hell that no one wants to look directly at. It is full of charred and withered corpses and a pungent smell.

If this is a large-scale lightning barbecue, then it can only be said that the barbecue skills of these human mages are too poor, leaving almost no food for eating, but turning everything into coke and fly ash, and semi-molten The ground is muddled together, and there is no distinction between each other.

The ultimate torrent of spells destroys everything, no enemy or friend!

This large battlefield spell viciously gnawed away a piece from the middle of the demon army, leaving a huge vacancy there. However, with the continuous injection of the black and red torrent in the distant sky, this vacancy was once again covered by demons like a flash in the pan.

With such determination and strength, it seems that this demon war has been able to determine the future direction of this medium-sized demon plane.

With professional vision and analysis, Li Xun quickly defined the war in front of him—plane war. This is a plane war for the dominance of the plane. The only thing that is uncertain now is whether the plane lord of this demon plane will appear. Once the lord of the plane appears, the scale and intensity of this war will probably go up a few more steps.

However, combined with the original aura of the plane he had sensed from the old demon warlock, Li Xun had a feeling that the lord of the plane might not appear. There is no reason, no intelligence, but that's how Li Xun feels.

The shocking blow issued by the human mage combined with all forces seemed to ignite the fuse on the battlefield, instantly detonating the violent fighting spirit of the demon army.

Countless mad demons with blood-red pupils and foaming mouths brandished shoddy weapons and rushed forward again with roars. This time there are not so many imps to cushion their impact on the city wall.

There were no ladders, carts, catapults, or siege towers. The demon army rushed up roaring like this, and crazily hit the city wall with its body as hard as leather armor. The first batch of demons fell under the city wall with bloody heads. Before they could stand up, the second group of demons charged up again...

"Boom boom boom..."

The dull impact sounds like continuous drumbeats, ringing non-stop in front of the winding city walls. The horned demons had a great time colliding there, while more demons flapped their wings, scratched at the wall, and rushed up the city wall while flying and crawling.

On the city wall, the enslaved mid-level and high-level demons who had been waiting for a long time also roared and waved their weapons, fighting with the rushing demons.

Demons against demons, fists to flesh without flower stands. The sound of crazy screaming sharp blades chopping flesh, the muffled sound of ramming iron fists and the crisp sound of broken bones and tendons, as well as the extremely crazy roaring and hissing, completely turned the city wall into a big quagmire.

Every moment there are demons falling down here, every moment there are demons rushing up here, you come and go, you die and live, the red-eyed two sides frantically attack all movable objects, turning the battlefield into a world of war. The abattoir, and then turned into a Shura field.