The current Knights of the Black Rose under Iloth cannot yet be used in frontal battles. Those female dark elves have an almost perfect performance in infiltrating and collecting intelligence.
The outstanding ones among them have extremely high attainments in combat and assassination. The Knights of the Black Rose will be Elos's tentacles extending to the main plane, and will also be the key to entering the magical underground world and the underworld in the future.
Therefore, for Iloth, each of the fifty-two dark elves is a precious asset. Using these elves on the frontal battlefield is undoubtedly a huge waste of their talents.
On the other hand, Iloth now has thousands of little devils, and these little devils are responsible for the basic order of the city under the agency of Mare.
Mare and his little devils accomplished these tasks very well, but it would be too difficult for them to fight.
Since he had traveled with Mare for a period of time, Iloth knew the little devil very well. It was more difficult for this creature to charge towards the enemy bravely than to slay a dragon with a toothpick.
Because the Lich has been busy, the undead creatures he controls still only have zombie skeletons. Although there are two to three thousand in number, these low-level undead creatures are slow to move, weak to attack, and very fragile when facing demons and angels.
No fighting ability.
The greatest advantage of these undead creatures is that they are tireless. Now these undead and lemures are the main workers in the Bloody Fortress.
The young evil elf mage Liadrin is still huddled in her mage tower, studying her magic tirelessly, and rarely shows up.
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Under this situation, the only combat team that Elos can have now is Don Juan's fallen angel team.
This is a fighting team composed of a total of fourteen fallen angels including Don Juan. Eleven of them are the team that Themis once led. Among them, Gulila and Trisili were the ones who occupied the castle after Ilosu.
The angel captured at that time has now been fully trained by the housekeeper Selina.
And Tracy Li became Don Juan's personal plaything.
Nowadays, these angels have formed a fighting team. Although the fallen angels have received a certain degree of loyalty education, their wings have changed color, and they have taken refuge in Elos, who can tell clearly what is going on in this world?
Although these guys are fallen angels, they have not been around for a long time after all, and they still retain the kindness and love of angels in their bones. God knows whether one day they will suddenly realize their conscience and rebel back to the heaven.
And now Ilosu has a method that, once implemented, can provide considerable protection for the loyalty of these fallen angels.
That is what is called asking for a certificate of nomination.
But this time, Elos will lead the fallen angels to kill a few angels, and if he's lucky, he can also kill a few demons.
As long as their hands are stained with the blood of their former companions, then these angels will have no choice but to follow them in the future.
Troop training is the next step. The most urgent thing for Elos now is to firmly control the strongest combat force in his hands.
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At this time, Iroth already knew that in hell, only strong strength and power could capture the territories and castles of other lords, and only then could it be possible to control the portal to Sigil City.
After a while, angels one after another flew out from the sky above the Temple of the Fallen Angels. At first, they just circled around the huge black cross above their bodies. It was not until the fourteen angels completed their assembly in the air that they
Following Don Juans's shout, he flew towards Eloise.
If there is a chance, I must make a horn or something for this guy Don Juan, Elos thought to himself:
It was so majestic to blow the trumpet every time I went out, but now I relied on that voice to shout, and my level suddenly dropped a lot.
Fourteen fallen angels passed by Ilosu's side. Ilosu raised his head, and his dark, ink-like wings stretched out from behind Ilosu.
He jumped suddenly, spread his wings, and rose into the sky in a few breaths.
Kirill was fighting filled with grief. Not far away, the scream of another angel came. He didn't need to look at him to understand that another brother had died.
Kirill was very sad. He had led these angels out, but now they died in this hell because of him.
He wanted to cry loudly, but he knew that now was not the time to shed tears.
The sadness settled down, turned into anger, and transformed into strength.
This power chanted from Kirill's mouth was the wrath of God.
The golden light jumped happily on Kirill's long sword. The evil power of the demons was fragile in front of this sacred power. The long sword was waved, and one demon was cut off by Lazy, but two demons
Rushing up, two demons had their throats cut off, and then more demons swarmed up.
All kinds of weird demons poured out of the narrow underground passage. They had different looks and strange minds, but most of them had strange abilities.
It is simply impossible to guard against them. These demons have no tactics or moves. They mostly rely on their senses to fight with their special talents.
But it was this undisciplined demon like a street gangster who dragged the angel's regular army into the quagmire of melee.
These demons came one after another, with red bloodthirsty light flashing in their eyes. The demons swarmed forward and launched a crazy attack that was not afraid of death.
In less than five minutes of fighting, Kirill lost about half of his men. More than fifty angels could not be saved. They died here and then returned to Paradise Mountain.
The remaining angels were not much better. Now almost all of Kirill's men were injured, and only a few dozen angels were left able to fight.
Fortunately, the angels had taken control of the battle at this time, and those who were seriously injured had withdrawn to a later position, while those who were slightly injured continued to stay on the battlefield to strangle the remaining demons.
At this time, there are only a few tenacious demons left on the battlefield, struggling to hold on, but these evil deaths are already foreseeable.
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"Victory." Little Xif sighed.
At this moment, her body was already covered with blood, from the devil, from her comrades, and from herself. The blood soaked into her beautiful clothes seemed to bear witness to the brutality of the battle that had just occurred.
At this time, the little angel's eyes lacked the usual naughtiness and agility, and became like two deep pools, making people feel unspeakably sad.
Even so, little Xifu still forced a smile: "It's really strange. We have obviously won. The book says that you should be happy and laugh after you win, but why do I want to cry?"
"You don't have to laugh every time you win." Kirill patted Sif on the head and said, "Because this is not a victory worth being happy about."
Although he saw the victory, Kirill didn't feel any joy at this moment.
"This victory was too tragic, and we paid too much for this victory."
He covered the wound on his right hand and sighed: "This is true both for our team and for me."
"Ah! Master Kirill, are you injured?" Sif then saw Kirill's wound. She ran forward in a panic, tore off her long skirt at the same time, and began to bandage him:
"Master Kirill, I'm really sorry. I'm really not good at healing magic. Now I can't use magic to treat you. I can only bandage it for you first."
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"It doesn't matter, the injury is like this. Even if you have healing magic, it will be useless. I'm afraid I will never be able to hold a sword with this hand in the future."
Kirill said this and smiled at Sylvia and said: "But fortunately we are all still alive and won the victory. Losing one hand is not a big deal, you think so."
Sif turned her head. She couldn't bear to see Kirill's sunny smile, which made her want to cry.
Sif could only answer with choked sobs: "Yes, Sir Kirill, is this smile for victory?"
"No," Kirill said, "It's just to live, even for a moment."
Not far behind the two of them was Themis, who was covered in blood. The blood dyed her red robe even more vividly, but the faint smile still hung on the corner of her mouth.
Although the battle was over, the murderous aura in her body became stronger and stronger.
At this time, Themis was like a god of death walking out of a pool of blood. Although she was smiling, anyone who saw her could not help but feel scared at this moment.