Chapter 770

Chapter 770

My Empire Chapter 770

2020-11-03

Chapter 770 772 is not a duel

One million demon elite troops fought 100,000 human expedition forces in the Storm Islands, Demon King Eresia He personally commanded and invested in new weapons, but in the end he only ended up being defeated and fleeing.

Now, the total force deployed by Alanhill in the Demon Realm has exceeded 400,000 people, and the combat force of the demon army on the front line is only about 200,000 people in trifling.

This is a war destined for demonic impossible victory, as the forces of both sides are already incomparable.

When a servant of the gods in white robes rested in the forest and recovered half of the magic power he had consumed, thousands of soldiers in Alanhill had already set off along the road to further places carrying weapons. .

They don't have time to waste searching for these sporadic enemies, they want to encircle the demons close to the front line of Alanhill's defenses, and annihilate those demons in the way of attack.

The densely packed Alanhill soldiers have almost filled the entire War Zone, and there is not much space left for these white-robed servants to move around.

Although many jungles can still hide temporarily, these white-robed people have no good way to hide to Alanhill's main force to leave.

Because...they are all pure energy bodies, or have pure energy bodies as powerful as the Great Archmage! The magician can perceive their presence, and the closer the distance, the more accurate the perception.

Just as the resting white-robed god attendant was sitting on a large rock to regulate the magical energy in his body, he found himself surrounded by several huge energies.

He lowered his head slightly and picked up his long sword from the stone beside him. The long sword was dissatisfied with the mottled gaps, which were all cut out scars. He hacked dozens of enemies to death with this long sword, but the hard things on the enemy's body also caused many scars to his long sword.

Yes, slashing helmets, slashing epaulets, slashing bones, slashing guns...and many things can do damage to thin, sharp blades.

Opposite the man in white, a black robe man with a smiling face mask, this tradition is Greken, but it has been inherited by many magicians on the magic continent.

The magician troops of the Alanhill Empire now have many magicians from Grecon, or the recipes of the Grecon magicians, so most of them are willing to wear a strange mask.

The man wearing the smiling face mask pulled out the long sword from his waist, the long sword forged with steel essence countless times shone dazzlingly in the sun.

The next second, light blue lightning was wrapped around his long sword, which proved that the unremarkable man in front of him was a Thunder Element magician with strong battle strength.

"Captain Alanhill Magic Instructor... It's a pity that you have to die here, devil!" The man said as he stepped forward, as cold as a long sword in his hand.

"Powerhouse...you are too arrogant." Although his voice was dull, the white-robed servant of the gods still spoke a clear sentence from what he tentatively called his mouth: "I It's a servant of the gods...serving the gods!"

The servant of the gods...this is the first time that the male magician has heard the official name of the other party.

"Want to keep me...you...not worthy!" Looking at the black robe magician on the opposite side, the servant of God still maintained the pride of his powerhouse, he held up his long sword, stood up, his tone said in a low voice.

After all, he is a powerful existence close to the Great Archmage, and the high level magician of Alanhill in front of him is just an ordinary powerhouse that has just been promoted to Archmage.

"Whether you deserve it or not is not up to you." Beside the black robe man magician, a wrinkled old man without a mask leaned on a magic wand, hunched over his back. came out.

He also wears a black robe with a golden eagle embroidered on his back. Not every magician is a warrior with a long sword, and the profession of magician is also doomed, and many magicians are no longer suitable for charging.

However, on the other side of the white-robed man, another white-robed man suddenly appeared, and he was also holding a long sword, and a hint of smugness could be heard in his voice: "Actually, China It's you who are in ambush!"

"Oh? What?" The old man had a smile on his face. When he asked this question, in the surrounding woodland, several black robe magicians were carrying long Sword came out.

There are more and more of them, and finally there are dozens of them. Each of these magicians used to be powerful battle strengths, but now that they are gathered together, their power is naturally even stronger.

Obviously, the white-robed people didn't realize that in order to destroy the two of them, the other party dispatched so many people!

For him, the situation is now tricky. He was not sure of getting rid of these dangerous magicians, and if it was delayed, more enemies would come around.

"Thunder!" The white-robed waiter stopped talking nonsense. He reached forward with one hand and formed a huge magic array in the palm of his hand. It was a battle he was familiar with, and that reassured him.

In those tragic battles before, humans always took out some weapons that made him feel at a loss, and the battles between the two sides were not ordinary magical battles, but more like a kind of physical strength that purely consumed each other's magical energy. competition.

In this case, although the white-robed servant of the gods killed a lot of humans, his own magic consumption was also a lot. Now, the battle has entered his familiar rhythm, which makes him more confident.

However, this self-confidence didn't last for 3 seconds before being shattered by a sudden gunshot. He turned his face to the side and saw his companion, the servant of the gods whose magic power had been consumed by 2/3/2022.

Then he saw that there was a hole, a dazzling hole, on the dirty white robe of the servant of God.

It is a large-caliber sniper rifle, and its power is naturally very powerful. The most unfortunate thing is that the servant of the gods who was hit by the body is using attack magic to attack the front opponent with spare no effort, completely unaware that there will be an ambush attacking square without magic in the back!

"You..." The servant of God who found out that the other party was deceiving was furious, and the magic power of the servant of God around him began to be disordered. Although the blow just now was not immediately fatal, the damage it could bring was definitely not small.

"Sorry, we're not here for a duel." One of the leading officers in the Alanhill magician defended himself while provoking his opponent with a wicked smile on his face.

(end of this chapter)