"Ahem, damn demon..."

A slightly angry voice came from the air waves generated by the explosion. Chen Fei's embarrassing figure appeared on the battlefield. There were clear signs of explosion on his leather armor, but the young man's aura was still stable. The original golden halo under his feet turned into a light red. The invisible barrier firmly blocked the remaining black flames outside the young man and did not make any progress.

[Resist the Flame] - Use your passion to cover yourself up. The loyal believers of light can walk safely in the sea of ​​fire without any harm, feeling only a little comfortable warmth. A paladin who is loyal enough can withstand the power of the flames.

Taking a deep breath, a trace of fear appeared in Chen Fei's eyes. If it weren't for the inheritance memory that guided the holy light to change the situation, I guess even with internal force to protect the body, I would have been blown up to a great extent. In anger, the short sword in my hand wrapped with fierce energy, and directly slashed the zombies around who were constantly trying to get closer.

The sticky blood dripped on the ground, holding the short sword that could not be seen in its original appearance, Chen Fei looked ahead with his dark eyes. Through the ugly hideous body of the demon zombie, a touch of grim white appeared in the distance, and the rich dark power almost condensed into substance, making people feel that the depth is the whole of the world. The inexplicable chill made a trace of solemnity flash in Chen Fei's eyes.

...Is this the Demon Lord who calls on the Demon Tide? ...

...The distance is very close...

A smile of unknown meaning was drawn out from the corner of his mouth. As his wrist turned slightly, a dark red sword flower spun out of the short sword. The sword edge was held slanted, and the sharp energy instantly wrapped around the young man in the fine whistling sound of the air breaking through the air. The internal force flowed rapidly in the tendons of the feet. With a sound of a blast, Chen Fei's body rushed towards the direction of the demon lord like a sharp sword. Any demon blocking him, whether it was a zombie or a desolate demon, was cut into shattered wreckage by the bitter sword energy. Amid the screams one after another, blood and life bloomed like flowers. The young man drifted in the wind with murderous murmurs, which was more like a demon's murmur...

"Those civilians should have left, so there is no need to attract their attention anymore, just..."

“…decapitation tactics…”

With the sound of the sword, Chen Fei's figure quickly disappeared from the devil's field of vision.

From the sky, on the bloody wasteland, the demons were still gathering and tumbling like waves. The rich ominous aura seemed to devour everything in front of him. However, three terrifying figures were like overlords in the sea, riding the wind and waves in the tide of demons, rushing straight towards the same target, like a sharp steel knife, shattering this "cake" full of destructive aura.

.........

"Why are humans always so stupid and overestimating their abilities?" As if they were melancholy bards, the tall zombie of ice blue sat upright on the throne of the bones, shook his head slowly and sighed. In his bloody eyes, the elite demon who had led the crowd to guard the left side of him was like a broken doll, and then hit his feet heavily. It was originally not inferior to steel, but at this time there was a huge and ferocious axe wound, which was only a little short of that of the steel-strengthening elite demon. The terrifying brute force was shocking.

He let out a breath, and the giant axe in his hand turned, and the sharp axe blade pointed directly at the demon lord. The sticky black blood sprayed on the barbarian warrior's face, covering his facial features, but it could not cover up the light gray eyes that were boiling and angry. On his exposed right arm, the hideous blue totem kept twisting with breathing, as if the next moment it would turn into an unknown monster and appear on the battlefield.

"...Are the barbarians? It's really a disgusting race..." The familiar anger and totem made a clear light flash in the eyes of the demon lord. The faint voice brought the king's supreme arrogance and majesty, as if he was commenting on subjects who disobeyed discipline, with high disdain.

Ignoring the struggle of his loyal subordinates on weekdays, an ice-blue big foot stepped directly into the other party's throat. The tenacious steel elite lost the last trace of life in a crisp sound. The broken body slowly turned into a phantom and returned to the burning hell. The tall demon lord slowly stood up from the throne. The already extremely rich dark force was raging like an erupting volcano. The clear and cold murderous intent directly enveloped Odin with a hint of greed.

"...The soul of the warrior is a rare delicacy in the Flame Hell... Although the soul of the barbarian cannot be compared with the witch, it is enough to be used as an appetizing dessert before the meal..."

The calm voice was filled with contempt for the barbarians. The tall demon lord slowly walked towards Odin, as if he had absorbed all the light around him. The darkness instantly enveloped the world. The demons who were originally surrounded by him seemed to have received some order and retreated, surrounding the barbarian and the demon lord in a huge blank circle, like... a duel arena.

"Tsk..." curled his lips disdainfully, but the barbarian warrior's hands holding the giant axe subconsciously tightened, and the bloody fighting spirit boiled in his body. A trace of solemnity and bitterness flashed in his eyes, which were originally surrounded by anger.

...The corpse got angry... It was such a big surprise...

...No wonder most of the demon waves are zombies. It turns out that the lord who called the demon this time was actually it...

The corpse was angry, and the lord-level demon was good at the power of frost and lightning. He summoned the existence of the demon wave for the first time. Moreover, during the period of the demon wave, it seemed that the power of death and blood could be drawn from the earth, thus becoming more cruel and terrifying, just like, now...

Bang!

The sound of steel collision came from the contact position where the giant axe and the corpse were angry in Odin's hand. The magic weapon filled with Odin's brute force was slashing towards the opponent, but only a row of sparks flashed on the hideous armor with blood-colored light, and there was no effect. Instead, the barbarian's hands and tiger mouth trembled slightly due to the huge recoil force. A clear sarcasm appeared from the corpse's fiery and stiff face, as if it had cut through the barrier of space. The whistling sound had not yet sounded, and the right arm flashing with an ice-blue light had already hit Odin's body.

...I have accepted your soul, human...
Chapter completed!