The targeted demon had a liquid like asphalt flowing all over its body. The moment before it was shot, it turned into a cloud of smoke and disappeared into the gap in the dimension.
The golden iron fist clenched his fist, and boiling fighting spirit flowed in his fist.
He found another high-level demon who ran out of the weapons warehouse.
The moment he swung his fist, with his body as the center, within tens of meters, the earth collapsed, the air vibrated, and an obvious gaseous ripple spread out with him as the center.
boom--
The scorched earth suffered another blow, and the affected low-level demons and low-level demons flew backwards, with broken muscles and bleeding, and smoke smelling of sulfur rose endlessly.
The sturdy high-level demon punched Iron Fist. The horned demon with thick cuticles was knocked back several steps. His body, which was more than three meters tall, staggered. The fist the size of a human head was a little twisted, with broken marks on it.
The cuticle is stained with red and yellow blood spots.
"Roar--"
The high-level demon roared, and was greeted by the same solid iron fist and incomprehensible taunts.
"Too weak, too weak. Why are your fists so weak?"
While Iron Fist was taunting, he used his fists to beat this high-level extraordinary demon to death on the spot, creating a battle chasm several hundred meters long that was covered with various fist prints and traces of fist wind erosion left by him.
He stood up slowly, looked at the demon who was far away from him and ran towards the back, and breathed a sigh of relief.
The last time I met this kind of guy, he wasn't as strong as he is now. Later, the world-famous executioner almost died in that battle with the steel-fisted demon. Even worse, he was just like this demon today.
Killed on the spot.
At that time, the bloodline knights were not so strong.
call out--
In the sky, angels flew over.
He killed the asphalt-like high-level demon and shattered the programming marks left by the wizards, but he also lost the positional responses of other high-level demons.
It seems those guys are hiding.
"Let's go. You and I are each responsible for three spire towers. These little soldiers who came out are the experience they deserve."
Once those weapons warehouses are allowed to take root here, no one can say whether other things will happen.
"no problem."
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As the weapon warehouses collapsed one after another, the tide of demons screamed crazily, as if the last string in their brains had broken.
"ah--"
On the frontal battlefield, the bloodline knights stared at the monsters running towards them in the hazy smoke.
Some knights breathed softly and closed their eyes slowly, as if they had returned to the battlefield that once made her collapse and powerless. She was really weak at that time...
Some knights took a deep breath, feeling the disgusting demonic aura, and their dormant bloodline was completely revived. Hunting monsters was their most original sacred duty.
Some knights caressed their brand-new weapons, feeling their gorgeous blades and hidden bloodlust. The cold metal and the boiling blood were two completely unrelated existences, but they were connected by an unpredictable will.
sublimation.
"kill!"
More than a hundred cavalry stayed behind, and more than a hundred cavalry charged. With the sharp scream that echoed through the sky, the bloodline knights who moved like cunning rabbits stepped on the ground fiercely, launching the first battle in this world.
The edge that belongs to the blood knights will also be completely famous in this battle, and the great banner of the blood knights will be set up.
laugh--
The blade cut through the blazing blood with an icy coldness. Along with the gushing heat, it seemed that the life in the body was also gone.
The demon's body seemed to have lost its soul. It was froze for a moment and was trampled by the demons that came from behind. It was trampled under its feet and turned into a pile of flesh to support its feet.
The running knights used their own fighting methods, either rushing in and breaking the fragile joints of the monsters, or giving each other a hard blow to the head.
Or they are nimble and delicate, avoiding every monster's attack easily and taking away their vitality and soul.
soul?
maybe.
The female knight with a graceful posture used a dagger to take away the life of an extraordinary demon. One dagger cut her throat, and another dagger pierced her spine.
She looked coldly at the turbid and dull eyes filled with madness. They were also like this back then, taking away people's lives crazily.
Whether they are wizards or demons, they should have no souls, right?
How many demons are there here?
Thousands?
Tens of thousands?
The demons running between the mountains, spitting fireballs and plasma at the knights seemed to be unable to kill them all. Every time a demon was killed, it would be overwhelmed by the demons behind it.
Some knights were hit by a splash of acid, and their faces immediately looked painful. They were overwhelmed by the madly surging demons, and their feeble sword-wielding gestures were like a leaf in the ocean, about to be submerged in the entire ocean.
"Get down!"
A deafening sound came out, and the knight, who was as strong as an iron tower, took a deep breath and looked deeply at his teammates who were drowned and piled up into a mountain of demon flesh.
'I hope you heard...'
call--
The sledgehammer that was swung weighed several hundred kilograms. It was swung heavily in the hands of the knight who was as strong as an iron tower, and then spun around twice before being released.
With a heavy roar and a knight's faith, the giant hammer hit the mountain of demon meat that was getting higher and higher.
On the battlefield, there are bound to be casualties. More and more demons are dying at their feet. Extraordinary demons coming from other places have also joined the battle. The knights have begun to reverse the charge, fighting and retreating.
Some knights began to fall, and some knights stood up again, while some knights were unable to stand up.
The battlefield is too chaotic, the blade demon's blade arm can stretch out from any corner, and the flame demon's fire beams and fireballs may come at any time.
Flashing electric light and sour-smelling liquid rose into the sky from time to time, falling towards the knights.
Theoretically speaking, the peak combat effectiveness and peak power of knights are two different concepts.
Peak combat effectiveness includes fighting under highly stressful conditions, being attacked and injured, and encountering the effects of negative states and frequent battlefield situations. If these are included, this peak combat effectiveness will fluctuate greatly.
The peak power is written data and is a rigid number. High combat effectiveness does not mean that one will survive, and low combat effectiveness does not mean that death is certain.
The disadvantage of the knights is that they are too few in number, and this is also their strength.
They need a battle to awaken themselves, awaken their dusty bloodline, and be reborn in the blood and fire.
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When the second echelon of Discipline Knights arrived, what they saw was a bloody millstone, corpses intertwined with corpses, and demons and knights clashed.
They watched as a knight was dragged from the battlefield, placed motionless on a stretcher, and then pulled to the rear.
Demons are numerous and powerful, at least in large numbers.