Corresponding to the three stages of evolution of the same type of devil.
Their common feature is that they have thorns all over their bodies.
The troops composed of the above three types of devils are vividly called the "Thorn Corps" and are one of the ace troops under the command of "Duke of Demon Flame" Belmonk.
At this time, there is only one reserve team around Connor, with a total of only five thousand. However, the "Thorn Corps" that is encircling them has twice the strength of our own, and the situation is quite dangerous!
Demons and devils, fighting at the same level, fighting alone, the devil is slightly better.
But if hundreds of demons and demons form a group to fight against each other, when both sides have equal strength, the demon side that is better at tactical coordination will definitely have the upper hand.
Facing the "Thorn Corps" who launched a surprise attack, Connor's troops had only half the strength of the opponent's troops, so they were almost certain to lose.
"Things look bad, you'd better retreat as soon as possible!"
Seeing that the situation was not going well, Pippi suggested to Kou Na with cold sweat on her face.
Kona shook her head slightly, and in the palm of her open hand, a long black sword that caused space shock slowly rose up.
The brutal battle was at its climax. If the general fled without fighting, it would inevitably lead to the collapse of the morale of the army and a complete defeat. This was a result that Kona could not accept no matter what.
"General Turas is more cunning than I expected. However, just because the conspiracy succeeds does not mean that he will have the last laugh."
After issuing several orders in succession and arranging everything, Connor held the "Black Blade of Disaster" and jumped out of the chariot.
"Hey! Ms. Kona, don't be impulsive!" Pippi opened the car window and tried to call her back, "You are the coach, why do you need to take risks yourself? It is more reasonable to stay in the car and direct the battle!"
Unfortunately, in the world of demons, the first thing to consider when doing something is your current mood, not whether it is reasonable.
Like the Duke of Belmonk, hiding in a command vehicle protected by thick armor, viewing the casualties of both the enemy and ours as a series of numbers, and issuing orders calmly and calmly is certainly safer and more consistent with the status of a commander.
However, Kona felt that this was too boring and she didn't like it. She would rather follow her accustomed way and go to the front line to kill the enemy in blood.
"I will personally lead the team to face the invading enemy, try to buy time, wait until the main force withdraws, and reversely surround the 'Thorn Corps'. The balance of victory will tilt towards our side again!"
Kona turned her back to the chariot, slowly transformed into the six-armed snake demon form, and said to Pippi without looking back:
"As for you, the nagging little devil, you have fulfilled your obligations and can now go back to Goofy."
As soon as she finished speaking, Kona suddenly raised her black sword high, and a summoning circle appeared under her feet.
The higher the level of a demon, the stronger its ability to summon its own kind.
As a legendary level demon, the call issued by "Princess of Blades" immediately received a response from the will of the abyss, sending three waves of reinforcements in succession.
The first ones summoned by Kona were nine tall and strong berserk demons, the ceiling of combat power for mid-level demons.
Then came five enchanted demons, teleported in response to Kona's call.
Finally, what appeared in the summoning array were three fully armed six-armed snake demons from Kona's own race.
As soon as these demons appeared on the battlefield, they bowed to Connor and consciously acted as her bodyguards.
The demon soldiers under Kona also followed the example of their commander and collectively cast spells to summon their kind.
In the blink of an eye, the strength of the troops left behind at the headquarters doubled.
The devil's side was greatly boosted in morale, but Pippi was shaking his head and sighing.
The devil will summon his kind, but unfortunately the devil also does this trick.
In the devil's camp opposite, General Turas held up a blood-stained cold iron thorn chain and roared to the sky!
Buzz!!
A dark magic circle opened under his feet, and the four figures turned from light to thick, and they were all murderous horned demons!
The officers and soldiers under General Turas are also racing against time to perform the summoning ceremony to strengthen their own momentum.
Spiked demons, thorn demons, horned demons... ferocious figures rising from the ground.
Many demons from hell responded to the call of their compatriots, directly crossed the dimensional barrier, descended on the Abyss Plain, and joined in this bloody battle.
Demons and devils of the same level have similar abilities to summon the same kind.
Demons or demons that are summoned to the battlefield cannot use their summoning abilities until they complete their mission.
So when both sides begin to call for reinforcements, it is conceivable that the side with the superior strength will call more reinforcements.
Kona's guard has changed from five thousand to ten thousand.
Turas's "Thorn Corps" turned ten thousand into twenty thousand.
The gap in military strength between the two sides has widened further.
Pippi had long expected that this would happen, so he couldn't help but sigh, feeling that the prospect of war was gloomy.
However, Kona and the demon soldiers around her didn't care about this.
The more enemies come and the faster they are killed, the more resources they can provide the demons with to reach the pinnacle of evolution.
Holding six epic scimitars and remotely controlling the "Black Blade of Calamity" floating in mid-air, Kona took the lead and broke out of the siege, with swords and swords shining in the shadows.
The devil's corpse fell behind her like pieces of cut wheat.
General Turas on the opposite side also appeared to be unstoppable.
This famous horned demon general who has reached the pinnacle in the quasi-legendary field and is only one layer away from breaking through the bottleneck exudes a terrifying aura.
Within 300 feet, any demon who felt this "aura of fear" would be so frightened that his legs would become weak. When he saw the figure of General Turas in the distance, he couldn't help but want to turn around and run away.
The momentum of General Turas was like an invisible wave, and the demons approaching him were like sand. After the big wave washed away the sand, the low-level demons were frightened and ran away.
Only the middle and high-level demons who are strong enough and determined can still stand in front of the powerful Horned Demon General.
"You are very good!" Tulas laughed loudly, "You are worthy of being killed by me!"
"presumptuous!"
A six-armed snake demon flashed directly in front of Tulas, wielding long knives with its six arms, turning into a storm of sharp blades. In an instant, the two spiked demons were cut to pieces, and they fell to the ground.
"It's your turn next!"
The six-armed snake demon lunged at General Turas with a ferocious smile.
In the bloody battles in the past, she had personally killed no fewer than double digits of horned demons. Turas was also a horned demon, so how could he be stronger no matter how strong he was?
However, she seemed to have forgotten one thing.
She is a six-armed snake demon, and Kona, who summoned her to join the battle, is also a six-armed snake demon. She and Kona are from the same race, so are they equally powerful?
Turas glanced at the six-armed snake demon with disdain and said calmly: "If you can't do it, it would be better if you replace it with Kona."
Wow!!
A thick chain covered with cold iron spikes flew out of his hand with a roar, like a strange black python, lashing out at the six-armed snake demon.
Ding-ding-ding-ding!
There was a burst of gold and iron, and sparks flew everywhere.
The six-armed snake demon was shocked to find that all six scimitars in his hand were cut off by Turas's thorn chain in an instant.
