"Shadow Legion!"

Looking at the surrounding residents who fled in a hurry, the devil who came to earth summoned the shadow servants he had just obtained. Endless darkness spread under his feet, and shadow warriors wearing armor and long swords appeared from the ground in a row.

A true corps of shadows appeared in this bustling city street under the call of Diapolo, and then these warriors led to the barbarians holding weapons of destruction under the will of Diapolo.

For those surrounding residents who just want to escape and live, the Shadow Warriors directly ignored them and just pretended that they did not exist.

But those soldiers who had long been ambushed in the surrounding buildings under the orders of the government, as well as the war machinery that had traveled from afar, were no longer listed here, they were all targets of the shadow warriors attacking.

"Don't be afraid, these are just some fragile shadow monsters. As long as you have enough power, even an adult can break them up."

All the soldiers forced to fight the monsters heard comfort from their superiors.

Since they are preparing to engage in antique shops, they are naturally prepared to deal with various emergencies.

However, most of the information they obtained was not true. The reason why the Shadow Legion was fragile was because their enemies were Chenlong, who was favored by the world, and the one who fought with him was the ninja Legion, who was good at reconnaissance.

At this time, the samurai army summoned by Diapolo from the shadows was a warrior army with armor and attack. Apart from the slower movement speed, it could almost be said to be a perfect setting.

But as shadow monsters, they can ignore most physical obstacles, they can attack in a straight line, or they can emerge from unexpected dark corners to launch sneak attacks.

However, the United States' General Staff anticipated what they might encounter when fighting the Shadow Monster, but they never expected what was happening now.

The monster holding a long sword ignored the bullets that could easily penetrate human bodies. They were fearless and advanced against the artillery fire of armored vehicles.

Although some monsters did disappear under the attack of powerful firepower, some shadow warriors rushed to the armored vehicles.

The long knife was raised high and then fell down smoothly, enough to withstand the heavy armor that was offset by large caliber shells. Facing these ridiculous cold weapons, it was easily cut open like cheese facing a sharp knife.

This is a scene that is ridiculous enough. Without long-range weapons, a group of monsters carried the ridiculous blades, chopped the armor, dragged out the trembling soldiers from it, and then cut into pieces in the street.

Through the technological equipment, the military staff at the command center felt crazy. Because such things were seriously inconsistent with their values, they all began to question the authenticity of the world they are in today, and whether they are dreaming now.

Too ridiculous, too ridiculous!

"How is this possible?"

"This is a monster, we can't speculate on them based on our common sense!"

"Don't let the Marines go on, this is to go to die and let them retreat."

"Armed helicopters, bombers...all the air force in that area was put into it, knocking down this monster with absolute air superiority, and letting the old mage come out of his antique shop and surrender to us."

The sharpness of the samurai sword held by the Shadow Samurai made the barbarians in the command unable to believe it. However, as a superpower that launched wars against the outside world almost every year and bullied small countries, they responded quite quickly to such incidents.

They saw the flaws of these shadow warriors. Although they were not afraid of death, the blades in their hands were as sharp as if there was no substance to resist, they could not fly.

"But it is a residential area. If an air strike is launched, our citizens will suffer heavy casualties."

Someone raised objections to the combat report, which was a little conscience in his heart, but a voice like him was quickly suppressed.

"Contact the communications company in that area, cut off all networks, and cut off all telephone lines, and cut off all common contact between residents of New Kingsoft and the outside world.

Block all the news so that we can use our weapons without any scruples, and all casualties can be pushed onto the demon's head. Anyway, this world has seen the demon."

Without any emotion, it is not like a command that humans can say is issued.

Then such orders were quickly executed amid weak opposition and doubts. The residents of New Kingsoft City soon lost contact with the outside world, and the communicator in their hands became a piece of scrap iron.

However, these have no effect on Diapolo, who has begun to show his strength. He has cleared all the threats the city may have to pose to antique shops.

All the armored troops quietly entering the city have been cut into scrap iron by the Shadow Legion - what if they can destroy the Shadow Warriors? As long as Diapolo still exists, these Shadow Warriors can be resurrected continuously.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The sound of some huge object slashing through the atmosphere sounded from the sky. Diapolo raised his head and saw a missile with flames at the tail and a long smoke.

"It's so crazy!"

Diapolo commented so, and then gently grabbed the dense missile group and was crushed by huge thought power in the air, exploded in the air, turning into dazzling fireworks, blooming with dazzling light that could compete with the sun.

But this air strike was just the beginning, and the state machinery with the world's most powerful armed forces began to operate, and a large number of war machines were mobilized to the city where Diapolo was located.

Without taking into account the civilians, the area where Diapolo was located was washed over and over again by artillery fire. The city under his feet turned into ruins and was covered by flames. Uncountable civilians lost their lives.

Ironically, what caused all this was not the demon king who showed his body, but the army that should have protected the country. Under the will of the top leaders, they had no bottom line.

"Are you just standing here and getting beaten?"

Watching the city he had settled for a while, turning into ruins under the bombardment of artillery fire. My father, who originally thought he could control his emotions, walked out of the antique shop, and there was anger burning in his eyes.

Because he found that he thought of these barbarians so well that they had no bottom line or conscience as human beings, and the lives of ordinary people were nothing in their eyes.
Chapter completed!