"Bah, what kind of angels are they? They are just birdmen. The products produced in batches are like boiled water and have no taste at all."
"Damn it, you really ate it."
"Tch, what are you pretending to be? I don't believe you didn't take a bite at yesterday's dinner."
"Hey, it's better to be a native angel. At least it has wings. I don't know what it feels like..."
"Native angels have wings? Just dream. There is everything in your dreams. I don't believe you will be willing to eat them when the time comes."
"Yes, it's great for warming the bed, quack."
"What I like the most is the strength of little girls to resist and welcome..."
"You sound like you have experience."
The screams of the little devil player silenced the other devil players, and also made them become bloodthirsty and excited.
“They don’t even pay the opening fee, it’s so stingy!”
The lightsabers stood upright like a jungle, and countless robot-like standard angels began to move forward in uniform steps. The demon players collapsed when they saw it. They were arrogant before, but now they are embarrassed.
In all purified spaces and lands, traces of the existence of the Demonic Network will be erased. This cannot be done in the main material world because the rules of the main material world are more complete.
Large swaths of monsters were formed in the rich demonic energy. Demons, big and small, controlled these subordinates, rushing towards a long front maintained by the angel army like a tide.
Seeing the six-armed snake devil escorts bombarding them head-on, smashing the lifeless and emotionless angel army into pieces, the enemy's high-level troops were about to come out, Brother Ruoran was in great panic.
, no longer caring about the feelings of the player demons, he sent the group that had just been withdrawn from the battlefield again.
Soon, two six-armed snake demons came out. When the noisy monsters saw the two brothers, they all became silent. The six-armed snake demons rushed into the smoky scene without saying a word, and pulled out a screaming monster from it.
Little devil.
Woo woo woo...
Here we go again, here we go again.
The sound of trumpets resounded throughout the battlefield, and the elite native demon troops naturally obeyed the orders. However, the player demons started to kill. They didn't understand that it was a good fight. It was rare to be so happy. Why did they retreat?
But don't think that they are living a good life. On the contrary, because they have no territory, they have no burdens. If one person has enough to eat and the whole family is not hungry, and he does not look at the long-term and only focuses on the present, then he will naturally live an extremely free and unrestrained life.
He couldn't care about these things for the time being. Anyway, he had to fight off these damn birdmen first.
But among the players, there are a huge number of mid-level demons. The 97-layer abyss is controlled by the system, and each of them can become a lord. This is something that the native demons cannot compare with.
"Stop talking about this, drink and drink!"
To describe them as gangsters is not an exaggeration at all.
This kind of gameplay is actually richer than that in the material world, but not every player can adapt to it.
The demon players were frightened and backed down one after another, and the precious fighter opportunities they had acquired at a huge cost were wasted in suspicion.
Of course, the process is not very pleasant.
On the one hand, they are saying that their real money is fighting, but on the other hand, they are using this kind of consumables that are nothing, which is exactly the opposite of the battle in the material world. The angel army is more like the fourth natural disaster, and they are the miserable ones.
Demon monsters used to gain experience and merit.
If Brother Ruoran wanted them to die, the core team would flee as soon as they withdrew, leaving the entire Nuo Da battlefield to the player demons and their monsters.
But another little devil player did not have such good luck. He was more unlucky. All the monsters under him happened to be hit. In the blink of an eye, there was no host for him to parasitize. His true body was exposed on the battlefield and was immediately killed from a distance.
The 'radar searchlight' on the spire was locked, and it was vaporized without even a second of reaction time.
Currently, no high-level demons have been born among players, and even mid-level demons are still several levels behind the original ones.
Due to the competition of Demon Lord players to recruit, these people not only have "salary", but also various "benefits", which also hinders their "free operation". If you don't like it, they will fire you. If you find another place, you can take advantage of it.
Maybe even better.
If you have territory, system support, and resources, you can recruit native demons as thugs, but the more 'smart' the demons are, the harder they are to control. The more powerful the demons are, the more unruly they are. This is not the same as chaos.
Order doesn't matter, in the end it all depends on how the demon players control it.
"Awwww..."
Although they were from the order camp, don't expect the demon players to be like the players in the material world. They rushed out in a swarm, and their bodies merged with the surrounding darkness.
"You can't go to the material world. I heard there's a lot of fun there. We don't have any tourists here. It's really fucked."
Quack, quack…
"No, no!"
On the ground, the monsters retreated like a tide, and the expressionless bird-man army was purifying every inch of the ground. The dazzling holy light and the black represented by the system competed in every air molecule. Due to the particularity of the battlefield, the war continued.
is more thorough than the material world.
The six-armed snake demon turned a deaf ear and pushed the little devil into the boiling oil pot.
Bah...
The demonic energy rose again in a large area, and a large number of monsters cooperated with the six-armed snake demon to attack the enemy, finally curbing the enemy's arrogant momentum.
"Ah, I know these bastards can't handle anything."
On the battlefield, the six-armed snake demon wielded six weapons and tore the wingless bird-men to pieces like chopping melons and vegetables. Player demons are invincible when fighting against the wind. At this time, they are also willing to sacrifice their lives to drive evil spirits.
The living monster rushed into the heart of the angel army and wreaked havoc.
"It's our turn so soon?"
The situation on the battlefield is still improving, but Brother Ruoran's forehead is covered with sweat. A six-armed snake demon fell under the neon breath of the Behemoth beast, and the figure of a native angel has appeared in the sky...
The six-armed snake demon's individual strength is strong, but it is lacking in the talents of demons such as the 'Nie Sheng' demon. It could have formed a good complement with the player, but the player demon's incompetence made this short-term
The board is enlarged.
"Drink, drink!"
"Kill them!"
"Big guy, copycat guy, go out and kill those birdmen."
In the end, the power of the magic network won, and the little devil's soul broke away from another powerful gravitational force, entered the soul transportation channel of the magic network, and disappeared on the battlefield.
And this is just a small wave on the battlefield. Looking around, the tide-like monster army suffered a fatal blow. Many demon players were exposed on the battlefield. Waiting to pass through this 'bombing zone', the distance from the angel army
After getting close enough, the tide has become thinner, and naturally there is not much left of the indomitable momentum.
The bloody battle in the abyss is over.
However, unlike the majestic formations in the material world, the all-out war in the abyss is much more complicated.
The big demon who came out to shout was furious. He identified the one who was shouting the loudest and went back to make a report.
Until then, the system announcement came belatedly.
Accompanied by the wild howls of the demons, a large amount of demonic energy steamed on the ground, and a large number of angels who could not retreat were infected with a layer of black energy, squeaking, squeaking, squeaking... It was as if they were fried in a frying pan. These angels quickly
Only the skeleton was left corroded, and then he collapsed, and even the last bones were melted away by the demonic energy.
"boom!"
They are all mid-range demons, and player demons are just knockoffs compared to them. They are all at a disadvantage in terms of their ability to confuse people, their personal and collective force, and even their IQ.
"Fuck, do it, kill them, kill these birdmen!"
Jie Jie Jie...
"This time it's fried, I want to steam it."
There has been no response from the native high-level demon boss for a long time. Brother Ruoran realized that something was wrong. His side was just a secondary battlefield. He was guarding the flanks and rear of the native demon boss. The military situation was urgent. Even if he was temporarily unable to support him, he should not
So you don’t ask questions, you don’t even reply to any messages, right?
He quickly sent a little devil to investigate in Normank City, and the news that came back made Brother Ruoran feel like he was dying.
As a result, a large number of player demons hang out at the level of little devils and big devils. They cannot meet the minimum requirements to become a lord and can only rely on people like Brother Ruoran to earn a living.
This type of angel is like a robot produced in a factory. It has no flesh and blood and no soul. Even if it dies, it will not add anything to the abyss. Naturally, they have no 'experience' or 'merit' to gain. It's completely fucking
This is a loss-making business, unless you catch a native angel with wings, but those things are better than monkeys, so they are so easy to catch.
Damn it, we fight life and death here just for the sake of the boss. If the boss runs away, what are we going to fight for?
Let's go, the sooner the better. A dead Taoist friend is better than a poor Taoist. Fortunately, it's not a main battlefield. Fortunately, there is still room for retreat.
A group of demons danced wildly, and there was a smoky atmosphere. A group of little demons and players of great demon rank lived in a grotto. There was a war in the material world, and the abyss controlled by the 97-layer system also became a battlefield.
"Why me...ah, forgive me, boss Ruoran, master Ruoran, father Ruoran, I was wrong, wrong!"
"Retreat, retreat!!"
The little devil's soul clearly appeared on the battlefield. It was obvious that another powerful force was fighting for this soul. It was like two invisible hands wrestling, one to the left and the other to the right, pulling the little devil's soul away.
It almost broke when pulled.
Birdman suffers death...
"You're a waste who can't eat three dishes for the rest of your life, you're a waste!"
"Charge and kill!"
Although there were no system prompts, there seemed to be prompts such as morale +1 and discipline +2 popping up above their heads.
"Something's wrong, something's wrong!"
The consciousness of the abyss manifested as the "River Styx", which divided the abyss and purgatory into two, and everyone crossed the river to rule. From then on, the business was separated. Everyone was eating from one pot, and it became two pots to compete for food.
In the Lord's Fortress, Brother Ruoran was furious, and the collapse was too fast, not buying him much time at all.
Seeing that the situation was saved, Brother Ruoran still did not relax. He contacted the native high-level demon boss for the Nth time and asked for support. He cried out and worked hard.
Silt can easily stir up in a small pond, but how can it be cleared from the vast ocean?
Winged magical beasts such as Beech and Harmon completely dominated the sky. The monsters stared at the bombardment above their heads. The mountain-like suturers couldn't resist for long before they collapsed, and their flesh and blood burned with a raging purifying white.
The fire caused the big demon hiding inside to escape in embarrassment, and was almost locked by a beam of light like a searchlight.
On the frontal battlefield, only the demon lord in the center of the player was supporting him. The high-level demon and his people were nowhere to be found, and all the demon castles in Nuo Da were searched.
No matter what, do it, kill these birdmen and capture the native angels alive to warm your bed.
But this is Brother Ruoran's fault. If one of them dies and one of them is killed, if they all fight, he can become a polished commander.
"Young ones, Lord Lord, let us come in!"
It is said that after playing demons for a long time, you will gradually become 'perverted'. Under the influence of the abyss environment and gameplay, the intrigues with the original demons, and the increasingly immersive background conditions, many demon players have become
It has become perverted, it will be wanton, there is no lower limit, the material world is far from being comparable to the abyss, the intensity and shame of the game have already exceeded the lower limit.
"...You made me angry, do you believe it or not?"
"ah!!"
"What are you doing, here again!?"
Forget about the player demons, those guys are nothing but mud that can’t hold up a wall. If they had the guts, they wouldn’t be even mid-level demons by now.
This is what demon players hate the most.
The Abyss split, with the chaos camp retaining its original "Abyss" organization, and the order camp being classified as the "Purgatory" new group company, and they parted ways from then on.
The high-level native demon boss seems to have run away.
Brother Ruoran was driven crazy by the red prompts that were flashing crazily in the system. The demons under his command were not allowed to rest. He had to grab them from the resting place and beat them up. Such harshness, it is expected that after this battle, it will be very difficult for his men.
At least half of the people who have been recruited must be dispersed.
When he opened the abyss battlefield before, Brother Ruoran was very impressed by the final six-armed snake demon boss. When he became the demon lord, he tried every means to recruit the six-armed snake demon as his core team. He had a six-armed snake demon boss.
The escort team composed of arm snake demons is the most elite force. Most of the wealth is concentrated on these middle-level native demons. Once put into the battlefield, the effect is immediate.
They are all bastards, bastards.
There is no other way but to let the guards - the original demons - come in.
Unfortunately, the 97th floor of the abyss is classified as an "abyss" establishment. It has become the thigh of a [higher devil] and naturally cannot stay here, so... this is really a runaway.
The situation collapsed like this, like an avalanche. It was just pity for the players who were abandoned on the battlefield...
Brother Ruoran, who ran back to his own territory without stopping, had a premonition that the future was not good, so he hid in the castle decisively and did not dare to go out. At this time, the front line had completely collapsed, and a large number of player demon lords who had escaped back were crossing the border like bereaved dogs.
——This 97-layer abyss is about to change.
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