"Oh, isn't this Larry? Long time no see."
Ossie Farlan greeted Larry, "However, this should be the last time we meet, hehe …"
"Damn it!"
Larry's eyes turned red, "Ossie, as a viscount of the Mammon Empire, you actually colluded with the people of the Beelzebub Empire to frame us!"
"Tsk tsk tsk, you have to be responsible for your words."
Ossie shook his finger, "This kind of thing has never happened before. As a noble of the Mammon Empire, how could I do such a thing? Larry, and this avenger, the two of you will only become two greedy and rash victims. These two thousand soldiers can only be buried with your rash actions. "
Ossie shrugged his shoulders.
"Ossie Farlan, aren't you afraid that the king will find out about this! This is a great crime of treason! "
Larry said angrily.
"Look at you, you still like to talk nonsense."
Ossie sneered again and again, "No one will know about this, and you will also become dead people."
"Damn traitor! Your actions will be punished by the Demon God! "
Larry was so angry that his lungs were about to explode, and his eyes were bloodshot.
Originally, this was a very great and risky plan. As long as they could successfully take down Van Dixiong, they could stab Beelzebub in the heart.
When they returned to their country, they would be treated like heroes.
However, this information was leaked by the people of the Farlan family.
This operation immediately became a trap.
"The Demon God only favors the victor."
Ossie Farlan laughed, "Larry, Larry, you greedy ghost, why don't you use your brain to think about it. Your Lord Battalion Commander killed my nephew, how can the Farlan family let him go! Moreover, he has made so many military contributions, which is undoubtedly a great threat to the status of our Farlan family. If we don't get rid of you, how can our Farlan family have a foothold in the Mammon Empire in the future! "
"Alright, your reminiscing should come to an end now."
Kalama of the Beelzebub Empire yawned and said, "It's the middle of the night, and I'm already sleepy. End this absurd war earlier, I still want to go back and sleep. "
"You're right."
The Qin dynasty nodded, "Indeed, we should end this ridiculous war as soon as possible. I still have to rush to Beelzebub's castle for a drink, hehe …"
"Are you an idiot?"
Kalama frowned and looked at the Qin dynasty. "Didn't you see that you've been surrounded by the devil army of 20,000? Moreover, in order to take care of you this time, the king specially mobilized a team of ten giant demons. And I, the Great Demon Kalama, am here. Do you think you have any hope of winning? Dear Demon God, if one of these two thousand people can survive, then it is already a blessing from the Demon God. "
Looking at the dense mass of demon soldiers around them and listening to the terrifying roars of the giant demons, Fado trembled slightly and leaned on the back of the Qin dynasty.
"No no no."
Qin dynasty smiled and waved his hand, "My thoughts are exactly the opposite of yours."
As he spoke, he pointed at the demons around him. "Today, apart from the person in black armor, if anyone survives, then that person will be blessed by the Devil God."
"Your head must have been stepped on by a land dragon."
Kalama laughed out loud. "Otherwise, how could you say such a stupid thing?"
"We'll know who's the stupid one just by looking."
As Qin dynasty spoke, he waved his hand, "Kill!"
"Roar!"
The two thousand Abyssals behind him roared in unison as if they were one person. This sound startled the surrounding Giant Abyssals.
Then, these two thousand people immediately scattered and rushed out. Each of them turned into a black meteor and broke into the encirclement of the twenty thousand people.
These twenty thousand demons were all Kalama's elite soldiers. He had mobilized such a large force this time to wipe out this damn Fifth Avenger Battalion and appease King Beelzebub's anger.
Along the way, no one knew how many checkpoints the Fifth Avenger Battalion had broken through and smoothly marched towards Van Dixiong without any hindrance. Without a doubt, this made Beelzebub very angry.
Everyone was talking about how terrifying the Fifth Avenger Battalion was and how there were two thousand undead soldiers under them.
Kalama never believed that even in Hell, there was no such thing as immortality.
After becoming a high-rank demon, one would begin to enjoy an endless lifespan. However, this did not mean that high-rank demons were invincible. They could still be killed.
The twenty thousand people he led were the elites of the elites in the Beelzebub Empire's army. Among them, the lowest level was also a low-rank demon. There was not even a single civilian demon.
Looking at the two thousand people on the other side, they were all uneven. Occasionally, there would only be one or two low-rank demons.
How could this kind of army be a match for him!
But soon, he realized how wrong he was.
Be it mid-rank or high-rank demons, they all fell under the blades of the black-armored demons.
These demons were like wolves entering a flock of sheep. In a short while, seven of them entered and seven of them retreated, and he was not injured at all.
On his side, be it slashing with blades or demon cannons, they could not take the lives of the other side!
Damn it, how could this happen!
Kalama reached out his hand and used his telekinesis to grab an enemy black-armored demon. Then, he twisted off its head.
But soon, he was shocked to find that the headless corpse that fell to the ground grew a new head in a short while!
This was impossible!
Although high-rank demons could reconstruct their bodies, how could a civilian demon do it! Even if he could do it, reconstructing one's body meant reassembling one's destroyed body, not growing a new one!
"Hehe …"
That demon got up, stroked his head, and smiled strangely at Kalama.
Kalama thought that the other side was going to attack him, but who knew that the other side did not even care about him. The other side turned around and rushed into the group of red-armored demons. They continued to fight crazily, reducing the number of soldiers on the other side.
Twenty thousand elite soldiers!
Against two thousand people, they had no chance of winning at all. Instead, they were easily killed by the other side!
"Osi Farlan, hurry up and help!"
Seeing that the situation was not good, Kalama quickly shouted.
"Do you think I'm idle?!"
Osi also shouted. Only then did Kalama notice that the silver-armored demons he led were also being slaughtered by the black-armored demons.
How could this be? Are the other side's demons gods?!
I can't even kill one of them!
"Activate the Giant Demons! Crush them for me! "
I don't believe that you are all reincarnations of demon gods!
Kalama's face was filled with anger. His body shook, and he waved his hand.
"Roar roar roar!"
Immediately, the surrounding Giant Demons let out even more terrifying roars. One by one, they directly picked up the giant trees beside them and used them as weapons, preparing to attack.
"Giant Demons? That's not bad. "
However, Qin Chao smiled and waved his hand at one of the Giant Demons.
Immediately, plumes of black smoke flew out of his body.
These were all Rakshasa demons.
These Rakshasa Ghosts frantically rushed into the giant Abyssal's body and instantly took control of this big guy.
Soon, the giant demon's body stopped moving, and black lines crawled out of his skin.
Then, two giant black blades appeared in his hands. The blades shone with a sharp light.
"Kill …"
Qin Dynasty snapped his fingers.
The black-patterned giant demon moved. His movements were very fast, and he didn't look as clumsy as before.
The two black blades in his hands were like the scythes of the Grim Reaper, quickly reaping the lives of his companions.
Wherever the black blades slashed, whether it was the Giant Demon or the red-armored demons, they all turned into minced meat.
The other Giant Demons were no match for this guy at all.
In a short while, the remaining nine Giant Demons were completely annihilated.
And the big guy under the control of Qin Dynasty continued to kill crazily.
The red-armored demons present were either trampled into minced meat or chopped into minced meat.
Soon, the forest was filled with rivers of blood.
"How could this be … My, my army …"
Kalama stood there in a daze, watching everything in front of him in disbelief.
The wails and screams of his soldiers could be heard everywhere.
The blood was also from Beelzebub's men.
And the 2,000 people who had fallen into the trap were not dead, and not a single one was injured. They were even killing to their heart's content.
"Damn it, how can there be such an army!"
Ossie Farlan's few remaining guards were resisting the enemy's attacks.
But the few middle-rank demons he brought with him were soon killed and fell to the ground.
"Damn it, go to hell! Demon Cannon! "
As a viscount, he had fought in countless battles, but it was the first time he had seen such a strange situation.
He opened his mouth and spat out the Demon Cannon at a black-armored demon in front of him.
The body of the black-armored demon was soon blasted into pieces.
"Huff, huff …"
Seeing that he had finally killed a black-armored demon, Osi couldn't help but wipe his cold sweat.
But soon, his joy disappeared.
Because the black-armored demon, who had turned into minced meat, actually stood up again. His body seemed to be pulled out of the ground bit by bit. It was intact and safe.
This black-armored demon was actually the incarnation of the Rakshasa ghosts of the Qin dynasty.
After going through battles of all sizes, the 2,000 demons had long since been wiped out.
The ones who appeared now were all the Rakshasa ghosts of the Qin dynasty.
When the bodies of these demons were destroyed, the Rakshasa ghosts would use their own spiritual bodies to imitate and replace them. Outsiders wouldn't be able to tell at all.
How would these demons understand the horror of cultivation?
"Ossie Farlan."
The Qin dynasty was like a spectator. There was no surprise or pride on their faces. They just strolled in front of Osi Farlan and looked at him indifferently.
"Before you die, I have something to tell you."
"Do you think you can kill me? I'm Osi Farlan, the viscount of the Farlan family. How can I die in this place! "
Osi's face was full of arrogance, but he couldn't hide the fear and panic in his eyes.
"Hehe, but when I killed Shiva, he was as arrogant as you."
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