Volume 7 Mortals and Gods Chapter 752 Life Like Summer Flowers (…
In the air, the battle belonging to the great kings has begun.
The fiery red flames and the white frost collide in the air. Every collision between the blazing heat of the flames and the coldness of the frost and snow will produce a large amount of fog. In this fog, the frost of Overlord Belial and the power of Lord Beelzebub are in the air.
A fierce collision.
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Due to natural reasons, both Overlord Belial and Lord Beelzebub, the lord of Ice Hell, have long disliked each other. Both sides long for the other's blood and soul.
Especially the Belial Overlord, he did not expect that Beelzebub, who was known as the boss of hell and whom he regarded as a waste, could actually hide such strength.
The surging power of the two monarchs collided in the air, and the terrible shock spread along with the mist.
Not far from this battlefield is the battle between Beelzebub's mother, Grand Duchess Clare, and the First Lord Mostima. It was a purely magical contest.
Grand Duchess Clare, a mature woman wearing a five-color robe, is magically nervous and has a serious face. When she opens her mouth, she can make five completely different sounds. She can make five different chants at the same time, as if five people are casting spells at the same time.
The magic chanted in dragon language makes the spell more powerful.
Mostima seemed much more relaxed. Her butterfly-like wings flapped gently, and magical radiance of various colors flowed along the complicated runes on her wings, forming various mysterious and strange magics.
No need for runes or even chanting, all kinds of magic were cast within Mostima's sight.
The figures of the two people appeared and disappeared in the air like ghosts. Invisibility and anti-invisibility magic were constantly intertwined. Lightning, flames and acid mist surged back and forth between the two people, and the attack magic was cast simultaneously.
It is a complicated mental attack magic.
Both of them are beauties with all kinds of charms. Every smile and every movement of their fingers carries supreme charm. But in this kind of battle, just one moment of confusion means death.
Soon, Lord Abaddon of the second level, Lord Samael of the third level, and Lord Azazel of the third level all joined the battle.
Deadly magic of various colors slowly flew around in the sky, violent explosions and soul-shaking terrifying roars echoed in everyone's ears.
As the great kings began to fight in the sky, the armies also immediately launched. The legions that appeared behind Iros's army gave up on Iros's army that had already formed a formation, and swarmed towards the flame legions on the side of Iros.
Iros didn't know where the legions of the Sixth Hell came from. They might have come from the Sixth Hell in a special way, or they might have been ambush underground.
No matter what, a large number of reinforcements on Iros's flanks are constantly crawling out of the ground like cockroaches. Their numbers are so large that they will not be able to form a decent formation for a while.
The enemy's army soon realized this. When the Medusa army poured arrows with cursed magic on the reinforcements that had not yet formed their formation, the legions brought by Mostima were already heading towards the fourth level of hell.
The army launched a charge.
Persimmons must be softened first, especially on the battlefield.
"Prepare to charge!"
After returning to his camp, Iros looked at the sky with lingering fear, but soon he ignored the battle that took place in the sky.
Now he has no time to care about others. There is still an army of enemies on the ground. Iros cannot just watch as the will of hell said. The position of Iros and his legion is too great now.
Too dangerous.
If a terrible bloody storm is blowing in the seventh level of hell, then the location of Iros is at the center of the storm.
Orders were issued quickly, and the formation of the army quickly changed following Iros's orders.
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The weak mages and long-range troops were quickly moved to the center of the large formation, and the giant shield and spear troops were moved to the flanks to block the Frost Legion of the Belial Overlord.
Six hundred death knights created by lichs and black-robed mages were all placed at the front, forming a sharp head.
Behind the death knight is the "Wings of Darkness" army composed of fallen angels. A fast charging formation is quickly completed. Iros only needs to draw his sword and point his finger, and this army can break through the enemy's defense line.
"My lord, please give me the order," asked the fallen angel Don Juan: "We should charge in that direction!"
Charge in that direction?
This is indeed a problem.
Backwards?
The enemy has already exposed its flaws in the rear of Iros. The armies of the first king Mostima and the third king Viscount Samael are in that direction. Their armies are flowing in from two huge doors.
gushing out, but because they belong to the same family but are different, there is almost no cooperation between the two parties in any sense.
The cursed arrows of the Medusa Legion shot at their enemies without interruption, but at this time their target was the center of the battlefield. Mostima's forward was fighting with the enemy, and the falling arrows
The rain of arrows kills both friend and foe alike.
At the same time, Mostima's legion had no intention of covering the Medusa legion. This long-range archer legion completely exposed its flanks to Iros. It only took one charge to defeat it.
To the right?
On the other side, Mastima's forward was fighting fiercely with the Flame Legion of the Sixth Hell. Iros only needed to draw a small arc to penetrate into the back of Mastima's army.
The Flame Legion, which has not yet completed its formation, forms a pincer attack on the First Lord's forward. This can buy enough time for the friendly forces to assemble.
forward?
The enemy there was undoubtedly the weakest. Lord Azazel's legions were already exhausted, and after breaking through the defense line of Lord Azazel's legions, they arrived under the Marsham Fortress.
In this way, whether the legion relies on the strong Marsham Fortress to resist the attack of the already weakened Lord Azazel's legion, or directly enters the fortress, it is a good choice.
left?
That will directly face the legion of Belial Overlord, which is the legion that poses the greatest threat to Iros at this moment.
The goal of this legion from beginning to end has been Iros, they have not been disturbed, and they are still using their full combat power.
After being stunned for a moment, Iros made a decision. He looked at Don Juan and smiled, and then he used his fingers to resemble Medusa's legions.
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"Backwards?" Don Juan nodded: "I understand."
"No, you don't understand."
As Iros said this, he pointed to the position of the Flame Legion on the right, and then to the position of Lord Azazel's army in front. Finally, Iros drew a circle with his hand and pointed at Overlord Belial's Frost Legion.
"Since you have already offended these kings, you don't have to worry about other messy things, such as politics, situations, and conspiracies. Huh, who cares about so many things? Let's play it bigger this time.
We can't control things at the strategic level, but on this battlefield we should let those guys understand whose legion is the most terrifying. Let us lead this battle!"
Iros looked at the fallen angel in front of him and asked slowly: "Don Juan, are you afraid?"
Don Juan's whole body was trembling, "No!" He tightly held the Dawn Sword in his hand and said, "Sir, I'm just too excited."
"Very well, follow me closely, Don Juan, and let the sword speak to the flesh and blood of the enemy."
Saying this, Iros spread his wings, and he flew back and forth above his legion. He did not say any more words, but just kept repeating this sentence:
"Follow me! Follow me closely!",
Over and over again, again and again, first it was Don Juan who spread his gray wings and followed closely beside Iros, then it was Themis with black language, and then the eyes of all the devils, villains, and various creatures in Iros's legion.
Due to the training they received, these demons could not leave their position without orders, but they could keep their eyes on Iros and remember to follow him closely.
Although there is only one word difference between "Chong me" and "Chong me", they have completely different effects in the listener's mind.
Soon, with the efforts of the generals, the army smoothly completed the turn, and Iros flapped his wings and flew to the forefront of the arrow.
Summoning the Holy Sword, the Iros sword pointed at the Medusa Legion in front of him, and his voice echoed throughout the entire military formation:
"go ahead!"
Except for the large shield and spear regiments left to garrison, Iros's order was quickly conveyed.
The orders issued by various voices and various tones came one after another: "Forward!" "Forward!" The captains of each squad repeated Iros's words.
Amidst the continuous sounds of orders, Iros's legion was like a heavy and difficult-to-move machine. It slowly began to advance towards the enemy step by step.
After maintaining this speed for about five minutes, Iros's army gradually approached the enemy. At a distance of about 10,000 meters from the Medusa Army, Iros's order was issued again:
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"accelerate!"
"accelerate!"
"accelerate!"
The slow machine gradually began to speed up. After a while, the distance between it and the enemy had shortened. Iros could already clearly see the enemy's figure. Iros raised the holy sword high and roared loudly:
"rush!"
The whole army followed Iros and started shouting: "Charge!"