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Chapter 8 Cannibal Demons

The other ogres rushed up and tore the samurai who died in their sleep into pieces. Each of them had a little flesh and blood, and they had a lot of fun eating. The delicacy that had been missing for a thousand years returned to their mouths. At this moment, many old ogres even began to worship the Demon King's Temple where the Demon King was, thanking the Demon King for giving them food.

Another warrior woke up with difficulty by the sound. The first scene that caught his eyes was his companion's cowhide with a huge terrifying creature in his mouth, and his companion's half-cut legs were filled with horror. He couldn't help but scream, as if he wanted to wipe the nightmare scene from his eyes.

But his scream was heard by the ogres, and all the blood-colored giant eyes looked at him, and the ogres were breathing in the bloody mist.

The first escort demon who arrived in front of this human warrior opened his big mouth full of sharp teeth. With a crack, the man's scream was only half a word. The crack was the sound of his skull shattering in the ogre's mouth.

The silence of the warrior woke up all those in trouble. King Roland was awakened by the warrior who he kept his safety. When the man told their Majesty in horror that his Majesty had been surrounded by ogres, King Roland's nerves were slightly relaxed and immediately collapsed. He climbed out of the tent, began to organize people to set up defensive formations, fighting to fight to the death to resist the ogres' invasion.

During the Kaile Empire, rumors about ogres were often sung in the mouths of bards. They had huge heads, blood-colored eyes, arms drooped to their ankles, twice as tall as humans, and their sharp claws could easily tear apart tigers and leopards, and their favorite food was human flesh and blood.

Unexpectedly, this seemingly calm demon world has such a cruel race. Fortunately, everyone has passed the test of life and death, and their fear is no longer so obvious. Everyone formed a round array, and the magicians began to chant. These magicians are the most advanced mages on the entire continent, and the fire elements began to gather.

The magicians were surprised to find that in the demon world, the gathering speed of magic elements was twice as fast as they were naturally twice as powerful. A super powerful version of the Wrath of the God of Fire was released and turned into a sea of ​​fire, shrouded on the ogre who was rushing towards him with a roar.

The magician secretly breathed a sigh of relief at this moment. If such powerful magic was enough to destroy a small army on his continent, it would not be difficult to kill these hundreds or dozen ogres.

The sand in the distance slapped off the irrelevant flames on its rough skin, and screamed a few strange sounds to show ridicule. How could these poor tiny creatures know that their ogre skin is the best anti-magic material? Ordinary advanced magic is just a tickle for them. At that moment, wow, he rushed forward.

The warrior's weak defense line was simply vulnerable. Sha Lai stretched out his arms, pulled and pulled the necks of the two warriors and dragged them into his hands. With his fingers, his fragile neck bones were broken. It put its mouth close to the blood fountain that spurted out of the neck cavity, enjoying the extremely sweet blood, which made him extremely happy.

The magicians were stupid. The advanced magic they were proud of could not cause even a slight damage to any ogre. The legend of the distant war between gods and demons that the ogres ate 500,000 people in a small kingdom suddenly echoed in their minds.

King Roland's legs kept shaking, and a heat flowed down his thighs. It turned out that urine was flowing out of fear. The other magicians were not much worse. Seeing his kind being massacred, torn, bitten, and chewed by ogres, in the face of such a bloody and terrifying scene, there were not many people who could stand firm, and the timids were even so scared that they were dizzy.

The ogre easily ate all the warriors. After looking at the magicians with black cloaks, Shalai remembered the instructions of the Demon King messenger and tied them up with vines. An ogre took a few and walked back to his habitat, while King Roland was grabbed by Shalai and rested his legs on his shoulders.

In the high-rise Demon King Hall, Mora and Bala revealed the true face of their demons, which was similar to humans, but their faces were extremely ugly. Helicobacter sarcoma were covered with blood-colored wings, and their blood-colored wings were spread out behind them. At this moment, they knelt at the feet of the Demon King Prada, waiting for the Demon King's instructions.

"You did a good job!" Prada's appearance was different from the ugliness of ordinary demons. She was very handsome. The twelve demon wings were spreading behind him, and the dark light shone on the entire hall. The terrifying power of the demon king forced all demons to look up. He had lived for tens of thousands of years, but now he looked like a human being at the age of twenty.

"Thank you for your praise from Your Majesty the Demon King!" Mola replied tremblingly. There was uncontrollable joy in his voice. He could get the praise from Lord Demon King. What a honor worthy of boasting. The status of his family will be greatly improved by the praise from the Demon King.

"Our demon clan has completely recovered its vitality, and the grudges with the gods for tens of thousands of years will be settled in one go. The best battlefield is undoubtedly the continent of human beings!" Demon King Prada smiled and said, "I sent you out to spy on the situation more than ten years ago. It's very good. This information is very satisfying to me. The humble human beings have lost the guidance of gods and demons and have become vulnerable. Not only has the magic been exhausted, but they have retreated so much. They will be the food of our demon clan, haha!"

With the laughter of the demon king Prada, the hall suddenly became a group of demons. The demons always thought about fighting, and even the inside was often dominated by killing. For them, killing was the best entertainment.

"But, Your Majesty the Demon King!" Mora said: "The human world has produced the most outstanding genius in humans for thousands of years. His name is Kong Ming. He has very strange magic and many novel strategies, and has the ability to control magical weapons. Now that the continent is about to be unified, he may bring some minor trouble to the great Demon King!"
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