The devil, which seems to be made of green and purple pieces of flesh, has extremely twisted and asymmetrical body, is almost the weakest Tanari, cruel, barbaric and primitive nature, which makes them just the lowest infantry under the lord. The stupidity and slowness of the timid demons make them often only become pure flesh and blood shields. On the other side of the battle, the other side of the battle is the darling of the demon lords, the giant bull demon with terrible brute force,

If it were just like this, then the gap would be too huge, so that these low-level demons would not cause any substantial obstacles, let alone confronting them. But at this moment, the three Flo demons were commanding these low-level demons, the most cruel and cunning minions under the command of the Demon-Sewing Lord.

As soon as it appeared, these devils, like vultures, made deafening screams, and the roars like a brain-piercing demonic sound made these primitive beasts feel a headache, and the vicious spores pierced under the skin and turned into vines and continued to spread.

Although this could not have any substantial effect on the giant bull demon, the painful torture had burned out all their originally small reason. When the weak beasts attacked these giant beasts under the remote control of the Flode's mind, the numerous clones caused by the mirror shadow technique overlapped with the locations of the beasts, a disorderly and chaotic massacre began.

The hoof pedal, which is far larger than the whole body of the giant monster, directly crushed several cowards and wolves and beasts, and stomped the terrible ability of this giant bull demon is synonymous with destruction. Its trembling impact, like an earthquake, directly tear out cracks on the ground, swallowing all the non-same races...

"Master, the giant skull demon was sent to the lord."

Unlike the tragic battles of the demons, the black warriors were a little unhurried. Isse did not even have any idea of ​​responding to Flo's malicious and threatening language. This is a bottomless abyss. If the values ​​and code of conduct of the main plane are still maintained, the consequences will not be much better.

Generally speaking, no matter what kind of racial civilization, even if it is just the lowest slave soldiers, it represents their own face. If allies sit still indifferent to the sacrifice of warriors of the same race, it is even a great trampling on dignity, but this is not the case in the abyss. The low-level demons at the bottom of the pyramid are simply extremely cheap victims. Not to mention being cannon fodder in war, even if they are tortured and killed, it is very common. The seemingly tragic damage at present is nothing.

The fundamental difference in concepts is also the reason why lords like to send a large number of low-level demons in the face of the other world's mercenaries. They lure them into battle through a large number of deaths, thinking that they are just fighting with their allies, but in fact they have become cannon fodder.

The Arcane of Gunaserel almost created a fault. Not everyone can obtain Gunaserel's legacy as the city of Ghost. And they believe that compared to giving their loyalty and faith, mages are more willing to choose transactions and freedom. However, many of them are eroded by ambitions and ** on the path of simply pursuing knowledge, and are increasingly intoxicated by this evil knowledge from the lower plane. The black scepter where Isse is also produced in this way.

The Black Scepter, this organization is almost entirely composed of ambitious spellcasters, some of whom have turned away from the arcane path and gained strength from other ways due to their talent. The Black Warrior Devier is the representative of it. If you can persist in the arcane path, you will have the opportunity to become the true core ruling class.

Although he seemed too young compared to other old monsters, his proud talent and wrists made him step on the edge of a boundary. He could wear a black robe and become the leader of the noble power. In his eyes, these roaring and howling demons seemed to be the ladder of their own crown.

As the killing continued, although the number of demonized beasts decreased sharply, and the giant bull demon, covered with rotten marks and ill spots, was completely gone as far as the previous bravery, but the devil and cowardly demons would almost be slaughtered. However, Isse still ignored this and only occasionally helped the black warriors resist the offensive through spell tricks. However, in the magic light occasionally reflected, it can be seen that he did not act as inaction as the surface.

"Flesh and blood craftsman from the ancient times, I found you!"

As Isse's words came out, a blue light suddenly exploded around, and almost transparent silk threads appeared behind the giant bull demons, and they extended all the way to the void.

"Our mission has not been to slaughtering wild beasts or killing giant bull demons since the beginning, but to hunting giant skull demons. That's right, His Highness Nagmar."

Obscure and blurry runes continued to condense, and the other end of the silk thread connection behind the giant bull demons gradually released a light blue light. Isse's words directly led to a low, hoarse but seemingly penetrated the soul: "Yes, your mission has always been just to hunt down the giant skull demon, but, mage, can you actually feel my existence?"

"It's just a guess. Lord Lord, how could you put your hope entirely on me, the little mage? And you won't be willing to really find the Giant Skull Demon. Instead, the possibility of ultimate capture failure exists because of other reasons..."

Isse said after shaking his head.

The dialogue with Isse did not slow down the efficiency of this Demon Lord. A pair of violet eyes lit up, and the figure of the Demon Lord Nagmar gradually emerged with ripples. A pair of dark brown and black arms directly penetrated into the other end of the silk thread behind the giant bull demons.

"Master, I have always tracked your request and captured the Giant Skull Demon, but now, facing the corpse of my demon legion, please tell me where the Giant Skull Demon is!"

A moment later, facing the reprimand of the Demon-Seeding Lord, Isse understood that the other party had planted the mark on the Giant Skull Demon. He sighed and shook his head helplessly: "I express my grief for the damage of your demon army, but as long as you can catch the Giant Skull Demon, everything is worth it. In order to complete your mission, I have also released the dimensional mark before. I believe that as long as I don't happen to encounter a dimensional storm, this Giant Skull Demon cannot escape the tracking of a lord."

Isse's hidden threat made a hideous smile appear on Negmar's face again: "Hahahaha, mage, you did not let my trust down, but based on your promise, I invite you to witness the final success."

Although the Lord of the Seduction Demon seems to have just sent an invitation to celebrate the celebration, Isse understands that this is an invitation to death. Although the dimensional mark he issued cannot directly kill the giant skull demon, it can disrupt the space and directly submerge the tracking of Nagmar in the plane turbulence. However, once the giant skull demon is captured, the threat will lose its effect. However, he does not seem to have any concerns about this, and in turn directly treats the mysterious skull demon Nagmar as his prey:

"It's true. This is the essence of the devil's chaos. It's extremely greedy. I will not miss any chance of betrayal and murder. It's really ugly. I can't control my own ** and how can I be qualified to have these? Wait, demon, your greed will only bury yourself. Everything about you will become my victim to success. I, Isse, will surely ascend to the throne in the name of the devil and grasp the authority of darkness!"
Chapter completed!