When Clark saw that the encirclement was broken, he immediately waved his sword and shouted loudly.
The soldiers didn't dare to delay, they rushed through the gap, struggling to resist the Black Flame Demon, while gathering in the direction of Xiao Bai.
Naturally, the Black Flame Demons could not just watch the food slip away from their mouths. They began to crowd upwards, trying to surround these human warriors again.
Facing the surging Black Balrog, the heavy ax launched a heavy blow without hesitation. The door panel and the ax opened in turns, killing the Black Balrog and leaving him unable to parry.
No matter how brave the Black Flame Demon is, he still feels frightened when faced with such mass killings.
Is this still a human being?
That's what monsters in the desert are like.
Even when faced with desert worms, the Black Flame Demons have never died in such a large number.
With the help of the heavy axe, the human warriors retreated much safer. They quickly withdrew from the siege of the Black Flame Demons and ran to gather around Xiaobai.
The goal was achieved, and the heavy ax rotated the giant ax while slowly retreating, wary of the Black Flame Demon.
The heavily injured Black Flame Demon bared his teeth and wanted to move forward, but he was worried about the axe.
The ten heavy axes are like ten overlords. Their armors are scarred and stained with the blood of the Black Flame Demons. They hold heavy axes to make the enemy afraid.
At this time, a whistle suddenly sounded from behind the Black Flame Demon.
Hearing the roar, the Black Flame Demons retreated one after another and made way for them.
Sacra led the four clan kings to the front for the first time.
The heavy ax also stopped attacking, but did not put down the ax. He looked at the little ones in front of him cautiously.
They could feel the power surging in Sacra and other clan kings. They were much stronger than the other Black Flame Demons, and they were not afraid of giving in even to themselves.
Facing such an opponent, even Heavy Ax has no confidence that he can win. Once the battle begins, it is still unclear who will win and who will lose.
Sacra raised his head and looked at the heavy axe, with scrutiny and curiosity in his eyes.
He never knew when such a monster appeared among humans.
Just as Heavy Ax can sense him, he can also sense the power of Heavy Ax. Every Heavy Ax is not inferior to him. This is the feeling between the strong and the strong.
Sacra is the legendary king of the clan. He ranks high among the Black Balrogs of all generations, so he can command such a huge army of Black Balrogs.
It is precisely because of his power that the Black Flame Demon will obey him.
Sacra knew his people very well. They were indeed powerful. They could sweep across the desert before the birth of human gods. Not even desert monsters could stop their madness.
After the rise of mankind, they have fought countless battles with mankind. From being invincible at the beginning to being expelled by mankind, they have experienced too much.
The inheritance of blood allowed Sacra to understand the truth of history.
But in the history he knew, there had never been a heavy ax figure. This kind of powerful life was something that the Black Flame Demon had never come into contact with.
Are they human?
Why are they so tall?
How were they born?
…
A series of questions flashed through Sacra's mind, making him full of curiosity.
A grumpy clan king suddenly became furious when he saw so many dead clan members. He roared at the heavy ax and rushed out.
The moment he leaned forward, Sakela stretched out his hand and stopped him.
The clan king turned back in confusion and roared at Sacra: "Why did you stop me? I will tear these guys to pieces to avenge my clan!"
Sacra didn't look at the clan king at all. He stared at the ten heavy axes, shook his head slowly, grinned, and said slowly: "No, you can't go there, you can't die now, I need you to come
Help me rule my people."
Sacra's words made the clan king very unhappy. We haven't even fought yet, so why do you act like I'm going to die? He looked at Sacra with dissatisfaction and said, "I will not lose, he will not be my opponent!"
After hearing this, Sacra looked at the clan king and said seriously: "Don't take risks. I believe you can sense how powerful they are. Even if they kill so many of our warriors, they are still powerful. Taking risks at this time is
Not worth it.”
The clan king took two steps back, frowned and said, "Are we just going to let it go?"
Sacra shook his head and said: "That's it for today. Humanity has retreated. It's our turn next. We will always succeed!"
After saying that, Sacra looked up and looked at the ten tall heavy axes again, with a thoughtful look on his face, and turned around and walked back.
Heavy Ax stood there quietly, with no intention of attacking Sacra. Their mission was to rescue Clark and his warriors, not to provoke these seemingly powerful guys in front of them.
Sacra's departure was an order to retreat. The Black Balrogs began to retreat as if the tide had receded. They quickly retreated completely. Not a single body was left on the ground. They were all taken away.
Humans were dumbfounded. They were ready for a fight to the death. Unexpectedly, the Black Flame Demon retreated cleanly and without any sloppiness.
Xiaobai stood in the battle formation. He had just seen the leader of the Black Flame Demon clan through the gap. The very different appearance of Sacra was naturally caught in his eyes.
The black flame demons have retreated, and humans are temporarily safe.
Clark's big sword hit the ground and he gasped for breath.
He had been fighting life and death just now, and he felt that he was not close. When the danger passed and he relaxed, Clark felt that the muscles all over his body were sore, and sweat dripped down his armor to the ground. His hands were trembling slightly. He wanted to let go of the sword, but found that his fingers had already
Without feeling, there is no control at all.
Clark, who was completely out of strength, could only rest with his sword on his back. The soldiers around him were in almost the same state.
Today's battle was an ultra-high-intensity battle that they had never experienced before. They faced the most ferocious Black Flame Demon in history. Their survival was a blessing from the gods.
The Black Flame Demon had retreated, and the ten heavy axes relaxed, lowered their axes, and turned back, dragging the axes.
Every step they took was extremely heavy, shaking the earth, and the tiny grains of sand on the ground jumped as they stepped.
Arriving next to the battle formation, the heavy axes stood still, waiting for the next order.
Others played hard, but they felt that they were just warming up, and even felt that it was not enough, and they wanted to play for a while longer.
Xiaobai found Clark and the other four commanders, looked at them sweating, and asked calmly: "Can you still move? I don't want to wait here. If possible, I hope to go back to before hope.
It's too dangerous here, and the Black Flame Demon doesn't know when he will come back."