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Chapter 316 Abyss Netherland (2)

Raven is no stranger to bloody battles in the abyss.

This life is not gone, the previous life is gone.

Raven will never forget that desolate land that always carries the disgusting smell of blood.

At that time, in order to surpass Tinos, Raven did not hesitate to level up like crazy, and finally passed the bloody battle in the abyss and was promoted to the Holy Realm.

But the abyss in front of him made Raven immediately realize that something was wrong.

Before the second wave of enemies came up, Raven found the red knight who was acting as the frontline commander: "What tactics are you going to use next?"

After thinking for a while, the Red Knight spoke: "In my opinion, since the combined strength of the human soldiers and the mage group is far inferior to the troops of the Minotaur King Baphomet, so 'invincibility' is more important than 'victory'

, I will adopt flexible defense methods to delay for 12 hours, waiting for the end of this battle."

Then the Red Knight briefly introduced the defense layout to Raven. It would rationally allocate long-range firepower, increase tactical depth, and strive to use a quagmire-like attack method to ignore the greatest strength characteristics of the Minotaur-type monsters.

After a pause, the red knight asked: "What? There is something wrong with my strategy?"

"From a strategic point of view, you are absolutely right. You made the most appropriate judgment based on the strength of both the enemy and ourselves."

Raven's answer made the Red Knight feel strange, as if his words were full of fog. The Red Knight tried to use wisdom to see through Raven's seemingly omniscient and omnipotent head.

Clearly failing, she shrugged and made a listening expression.

"Did you see the land that just changed color under your feet? I bet there was absolutely nothing like this in Baphomet's invasion in history."

"This is?"

"The land of bloody battles in the abyss."

She thought through the key point in an instant, and a horrifying expectation turned into cold and terrifying water drops, soaking into the cells of her body.

"Could it be..."

"I know you want to use long-range attacks to solve everything. In fact, if we don't attack with all our troops now, we won't be able to defend for even an hour. Because the soul power of the monsters that died in the first wave will be quickly destroyed by the second wave.

The monster absorbs.”

Impulsiveness and a well-thought-out desperate charge are two completely different things.

Either way, it requires courage.

This kind of fighting method is not what the Red Knight likes. Although not everything can go as she wishes, she still hopes to use strategies as much as possible to solve problems.

However, cruel facts once again proved that her approach did not work.

This is a world where divine power manifests itself, a world where high-level soldiers defeat low-level soldiers regardless of their numbers. No amount of infantry can kill an invulnerable legendary-level Minotaur.

Likewise, with the characteristics of the Abyssal Underworld, the spells of the human mage group will soon be unable to cause damage to monsters whose magic resistance has increased crazily.

At that time, the weak Bronze-level infantry will have to face the thick-skinned Minotaur legion.

Pressure now may be a very cruel escape from death.

If you don't press it for a while, then the group will be destroyed and there will be no life.

Without Raven's reminder, he might have been boiled to death by being boiled in warm water. After glancing at Raven, the red knight turned onto his horse with a vigorous posture.

She raised her lance high and shouted loudly: "Fighters, the situation has changed. The land under your feet has been replaced by an unknown mysterious force into the land of bloody battles in the abyss. On this land, the winner will gain all the power of the defeated.

.If we don’t strengthen ourselves, we will eventually be completely devoured. Come on! Brave warriors, use the blood of the enemy to forge our glory!”

As soon as the order to attack was given, there was a burst of cheers that were lively but lacked substance.

There is no way, most soldiers don't understand what a bloody battle in the abyss is.

The reason of the Red Knight seems a bit far-fetched. It was just the good military discipline of the Arcane Empire that made them obey this order.

The armored swordsman holding a shield and wielding a one-handed sword rushed forward and almost collided head-on with the Brazu Demon pouring out of the plane passage.

Brazul is one of the mainstream tanar'ri demons in the Abyss.

Its flesh twitches and squirms under the pain of gaping sores and discolored skin. The blazul's disgustingly thin body is dotted with patches of short mane.

Its skull resembles a large, disgusting goat's head, with long curved horns, pale, rotten eyes, and tiny, needle-like teeth protruding from frothing lips.

Its tail writhed and twisted like a snake, ending in a twisted mass of metal spines. Although it was thin and frail, this beast wielded a giant pole that far exceeded its size with a terrifying posture and control.

Three-pronged spear.

The soldiers of the Arcane Empire who rushed forward were no match for the Brazu Demon. The huge three-pronged spear easily penetrated the seemingly thick armor of the soldiers and tore them into their intestines and stomachs.

The soldiers fell to the ground like wheat. In less than five minutes from when they appeared to when the two sides started fighting, the commander had already filled up the third centurion with heartache.

More than two hundred people fell to the ground dead.

There were no casualties, and any soldier who fell to the ground would be struck with a sharp spike on the head by the tail of the Brazu Demon.

Soon, the seemingly thin Brazu Demon broke through the trap area and began to enter the flat ground, rushing towards the humans on the second line of defense.

Seeing that many of these soldiers had multiple sword wounds on their bodies, and were being plowed by the mage group using different specialized spells, they still rushed over with strong vitality, screaming, and the morale of the soldiers began to drop.

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At this time, the knights' charge began.

Accompanied by the thunderous sound of horse hooves, there was a coordinated attack by the mage group. Almost when the knights were about to contact the enemy, [Chain Lightning] was thrown over as if it was free of charge.

This is a luxury tycoon strategy that only the Arcane Empire can afford.

The heavy cavalry of the Arcane Empire are also called Mithril Paladins. These northern horses with a small amount of Warcraft bloodline have a horseback height of 1.80 meters, an astonishing load of one ton and an ultimate sprint distance of 500 meters.

The knights wore three layers of armor, with the innermost being thin leather armor, the middle being chainmail woven with countless iron rings, and the outermost layer being full-body armor infused with a large amount of mithril, which had the effect of being immune to magic below the third level.

Including weapons and horse armor also containing mithril, the total weight is nearly 500 kilograms.

Therefore, even if their own heavy cavalry engages in a melee with the enemy, the mage group can still throw low-level spells without any scruples.

The mithril paladin's lance is also specially made. It is different from the later practice of making the gun barrel very brittle in order to remove the force of the recoil so that it breaks when it is stabbed, preventing the reaction force from killing the knight.

When the mithril paladin's lance stabs the enemy, the moment the lance tip is impacted, a forward airflow similar to a rocket propeller will burst out from the middle of the lance, causing a secondary impact on the target. At the same time, the lance tip will reach

The middle part will explode, causing three times of damage to the target with high-speed sputtering fragments like a frag grenade.

On the side of the horse's front legs, there is a set of lost magic devices. As long as the remaining gun barrel is leaned over, a new gun head will be automatically installed.

Of course, if you get into close combat, in addition to sabers, there are also cavalry flails that are integrated with the arm armor.

Anyway, the Mithril Paladin is a monster armed to the teeth.

Under the attack of the Mithril Paladins led by the Red Knight, the enemy formation was successfully dispersed.

Then the adventurers led by Tempus rushed forward in small groups.

Tempus is undoubtedly the most ferocious, he rushes the fastest, and he is also the largest. Naturally, he has attracted the attention of more than one Brezu Demon.

The god of battle teaches them what fighting is.

Tempus's battle intuition and fighting skills have been honed over time, making Tempus' movements extremely concise and deadly.

Obviously three three-pronged spears were stabbing at them almost at the same time. Tempus was one step ahead of the opponent and smashed it with a flail, first smashing the head of the first Brazu Demon. He leaned forward with his left body thirty degrees and missed it by just a hair.

He managed to avoid the three-pronged spear on the left. He pulled out the flail with his right hand and swung it to the right, smashing the right face of the Brazu Demon on the right and killing him.

Before it was over, the left hand holding the shield was raised, and a shield slammed into the face of the guy on the left. The muscles were swollen to the extreme, and the heavy flail flew up again, hitting the head of the Brazu Demon on the left.

To others, it looked like Tempus had killed three demons by throwing the flail three times.

Only those present knew the danger. Tempus only had a piece of rotten leather armor, so if he got hit, he would be killed instantly, but he relied on attacking instead of defending and killed three of them instantly.

But the fourth Brezu Demon silently approached Tempus from behind. At this time, his flail had just hit the third one's head.

The mantis stalks the cicada while the oriole follows behind.

That Brazu Demon wanted to take advantage of it, and Raven thought the same way.

The specialty of [Shadowless Walk] allows Raven to launch stealth without being punished. This kind of stealth, where the target's attention has long been diverted, is not difficult for Raven. When the Brazu Demon stabs the three prongs

At the same time as the spear, Raven also rose up like a wisp of smoke, completing the acceleration silently.

"Huh?"

"Pfft!"

The mediocre dagger flashed a cold light, like a scalpel with incomparable accuracy, instantly cutting open the carotid artery of the Brazu Demon. With a drag, it followed the curve of the cervical vertebrae of the Brazu Demon, and directed the spine downward.

All nerves were severed.

The shrill sound of breaking wind sounded, and the Brazu Demon's final counterattack came in an instant, and its tail full of metal spikes suddenly bounced towards Raven.

Raven's current weak body would definitely not be able to withstand such a heavy blow.

Raven, however, easily dodged it as if he had expected it.

Without even using Tempus's flail to fight back, the Brazul demon was killed by Revan with a dagger.

A mysterious force came.

That was an improvement far beyond what the killing experience had given Raven.

"This is……"

A sense of fullness of soul.

Different from the physical improvement brought by upgrading killing experience, this feeling is more like the cells in the whole body are advancing and evolving themselves.

No wonder there is a reminder that there will be an increase or decrease in the origin of the soul. (To be continued...)

ps: Stay up late to complete the task...


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