"You've been conscripted!"
A minotaur stared at Fra and pointed at the group of demons behind him, saying in a deep voice, "Your strength is worthy of leading a team. If you can achieve results on the battlefield, the chief will personally bestow upon you the reward you desire!"
Phra did not hide her strength. In such a cruel environment, only by revealing her strongest side could she win the respect of others!
However, Gold-rank powerhouses were not that rare. This was the Rift Plains, not the human world. Legends were the true powerhouses. Although Gold-rank powerhouses were not dense, they were not few in number.
This matter did not require the tauren chief's personal attention. As the ruler of this fortress, he had more important things to do, such as persuading other powerhouses of the same rank to come over and support.
This was a very common thing.
Legendary creatures were not stupid. In the face of right and wrong, they knew what to put aside and what to put on the surface!
The Blood War was like a journey with no way back.
In this journey, whether it was demons or devils, nearly 50% or more of their numbers would forever remain on the battlefield.
But to the chaotic demons, this was obviously not something they cared about. More often than not, they would gather together and fight each other. In the military camp, a large number of corpses would appear every day. Some were intact, while others were full of teeth marks.
This was very exaggerated.
No troop would kill each other before a battle, but they were demons, so everything could happen!
The minds of those low-rank demons were filled with chaos and killing. They did not even have the concept of victory. When they were completely defeated, their chaotic bloodline would even make them kill their companions.
Therefore, when they knew that the devil army had about a hundred thousand in number, the demons needed to pull together a team several times that number to be able to fight them as equals.
A large part of the reason was that the demons would cause fatal injuries to their comrades before, at the beginning, and at the end of the battle.
Crazy?
Get used to it!
A snake demon stood in front of Phra. Its pupils had shrunk into slits. It was originally the leader of this team, but Phra's arrival had taken its original position.
The examination of Phra was carried out in secret, so the snake demon did not know the true strength of Phra. After announcing the order, the tauren officer turned and left.
There was no introduction, no lecture. If she wanted to obtain the right to belong to this team, Phra had to rely on herself!
Witnessing the other party's provocation, Phra suddenly raised her head. There was no timidity or gentleness in her eyes, only scarlet and terrifying like a wild beast, brimming with an aura of destruction.
Phra shuddered.
Suddenly, some energy halos overflowed from the fist.
A powerful force circled around Phra's fist. This terrifying aura seemed to have materialized and began to wantonly spread to the surroundings. For a moment, the surroundings seemed to have entered a cold winter. There was a biting cold aura everywhere, as if it could even freeze one's soul.
No matter how slow the snake demon's reaction was, it could still sense Phra's immense power.
Gold Rank!
This delicate cat was actually a Gold rank expert.
The pressure from both parties' realms made the snake demon unable to breathe. Its face was ashen as it stared blankly at Phra.
"In …"
Before it could finish speaking, an arrow of blood suddenly shot out.
From the tip of its nose to its forehead, half of the snake demon's head was directly opened. Immediately, a gush of blood and pale white brain matter flowed out.
Dead?!
The expressions of the other Devil's Gate members were instantly stunned.
They felt like they were in a dream. The snake demon, the previous leader, died just like that? So … easily died in front of their eyes?!
Blood splattered everywhere, and brain matter scattered.
This tragic scene happened in an instant, causing all the demons to be shocked.
The snake demon's corpse fell to the ground with a crash. There was nothing above its nose. Warm blood and brain matter spread around its body like dye, bright and dazzling.
This demon's tail was still trembling slightly, as if it was also surprised by its own death.
Just one move.
It was simply too shocking.
After a brief moment of surprise, a tsunami-like roar erupted. The demons were boiling. Seeing their former leader die in front of their eyes was like participating in a grand concert. All the excitement in their hearts at this moment scattered from the bottom of their hearts!
Demon Lord!
Phra was originally the master of a stronghold. At this time, the thick blood on the ground had awakened the killing instinct in Phra's body. At this time, the cruel, mournful, and ferocious expression flashed in her eyes, making her look abnormally evil and full of deterrence!
The surrounding demons were shouting and shouting, as if they had not yet awakened from the snake demon's death. Phra looked at the team in front of her and could not help but frown. What she saw in front of her was chaos. This did not look like an army at all, but more like a motley crew.
Other than having a large number, there was no advantage at all!
These demons were the true cannon fodder. As someone who had volunteered herself, Fra couldn't be considered the Minotaur Chieftain's trusted aide. Only by obtaining results in the next few battles would she be able to have a decent team.
Violent Army.
Vampire Hunters.
Ghoul Gnolls.
Phra observed the surroundings. In addition to the motley crew in front of her, there were also some so-called elites. These troops were not chaotic demons, but some powerful dark creatures.
But they did not belong to Phra. Only by truly displaying their value would they have the opportunity to come into contact with this kind of trump card army.
If she could obtain the leadership of such a team, Phra could implement many amazing plans.
But unfortunately, as a newcomer, Phra had to show herself. Before that, she could only use the motley crew in front of her to tear apart the enemy's formation and attack.
Phra became a demon officer.
Compared to her previous identity as a Demon Lord, this undoubtedly fell from the sky to the ground. But at this time, Phra was full of enthusiasm.
There was no place to shelter her from the wind and rain. The demons might start a war in a few days. Phra felt the long-lost pressure and tension.
Danger?
These were not important. What was important was that Fra had found the feeling she had lost. In a few days, she would fight against the devils. If she won, she would be able to touch the legendary rank. But if she lost, she would be like most of the demons here and stay on the battlefield forever.
This was a choice with no turning back.
Either live.
Or die.
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