Demon King

Ivo was stunned. The passage between the abyss and the main world had been blocked for thousands of years. Except for summoning, no powerful abyssal creatures could exist in the main world for a long time. What the **** is the abyss wanderer?

"The abyss is full of darkness and evil, powerful and weird creatures of the abyss run rampant, but the abyss of despair still retains the last light. The place where the fire burns, there is still the last light, and the inherited fire gives immortal life and accepts salary. Inheritance of fire, incarnate as an abyss wanderer, fighting with abyss creatures with endless life, spreading flames, no matter how many times they die, they can be reborn from the ashes, as long as the fire is not extinguished, life will not die."

"The wanderer is the undead warrior of the abyss."

Ivo had a black question mark expression on his face, and his heart was dumbfounded.

Black, dark soul? !

Is he a sun knight who can't beat him? !

Nima is teasing me! People can't be beaten to death, so let's play an egg!

The fire of the abyss ran out, can the king of pay be far away?

Old German changed his words: "Of course, only in the abyss can the wanderer be reborn endlessly. Although I don't know how this wanderer came to the main world, the abyss fire cannot affect the main world. He must have stolen a trace of fire before he has it. With the ability to be reborn, as long as the fire on his body is extinguished, he cannot be reborn."

Ivo breathed a sigh of relief, "How can I extinguish the fire on his body?"

"Only the darkness of the abyss, which represents the ultimate darkness, can extinguish the fire, there is no other way."

That still means there is no way to fall! Where can I get the darkness out of the abyss? !

Calm down for a while, Ivo’s thoughts changed. Although there is no way to kill the opponent, he can suppress or divert the rogue. In short, he can not join the battle. To understand this section, Ivo began to think about the plan. Suddenly, there was a flash of inspiration, and he quickly took out the map. After a long time, a relieved smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Fortunately, the battlefield is Fireplace..."

…

A frightening night passed. Early the next morning, Fireplace opened the gates. A team of two hundred dwarven heavy-armored guards surrounded the lord Dopp and came to the lord’s camp. The lord came out to greet them. The purpose of their aid was to get some dwarves. Blacksmith, so very passionate about Dopp.

Dopp said loudly: "Thank you for your assistance. The dwarves will not sit back and watch their allies fight alone. We will send two hundred heavy armor guards and one hundred goat knights to fight with you."

All the lords responded with a smile, and Ivo said with a smile: "Long time no see, Lord Dopp."

Dopp's eyes lit up and he grinned roughly, "My friend, you are here too."

Ivo smiled and chatted with Dopp. There was a recommendation from Bogdo’s boss. The relationship between the two was a bit like an elder and a junior. The lords looked at each other, unable to speak, and looked surprised. The dwarf’s bad temper was notorious, yes. The friend is absolutely wholehearted, but it is even more difficult to be a friend of the dwarf, and he stares at Ivo with envy and jealousy for a while.

The dwarven heavy armor guards are like pieces of silent rock, holding heavy weapons such as warhammers, heavy spears or two-handed axes in their hands. Goat riders are rare arms of dwarves. They ride dwarves' unique giant horn sheep with strong impact.

The lords decided to take the initiative to attack and start preparing for the attack, but Ivo approached Dopp and said, "I have a plan and need your help."

Dopp wondered: "What do you want to do."

Ivo said the plan, and finally said: "I need Fireplace to cooperate."

Dopp shook his head: "The risk is too great. If you fail, Fireplace will fall."

"If we don't do this, it will be difficult for us to win," Ivo said. "This group of lords disagree. Our team is like scattered sand. It is likely to be destroyed by the mob. The enemy leader must be solved to increase the chance of winning. ."

"...I believe you once, then try it."

…

Two hours later, the lord's troops took the initiative to attack, and the cavalry took the lead.

The mob responded quickly and quickly changed into a defensive formation, withstood the impact of the cavalry, and dragged into the battle.

The two sides fought fiercely. As the battle stalemate, the disadvantages of disagreement between the lords appeared. They fought separately. Some lords were too deep into the enemy line to be surrounded, and some lords fought steadily, and the formation was divided by the mob. The situation was a bit unfavorable.

At this time, almost all the dwarven guards of Fireplace rushed out and joined the battle group, as if desperately, the Fireplace was unguarded and exposed to the mob.

In the eyes of the black armored man, this was a tactical error made by the dwarf. He decisively ordered the mob to retreat and march towards the hearth. He was ready to occupy the hearth and occupy the city wall.

In the chaotic battle, Ivo smashed several mobs with one hammer, and said to the stone hoof waving the totem pole next to him: "You come to command, I will leave for a while."

Stonehoof nodded.

Ivo rushed to kill with a hammer. Under his terrifying power, the approaching mobs were smashed into the air, like an unstoppable chariot, smashing into the enemy wave alone, attracting attention.

The black-armored man noticed Ivo, and did not have the urge to take action for the time being, and commanded the mob to climb the wall of the mantel with chains. There were no dwarf guards on the wall, and the road was unimpeded.

The thugs took over the hearth and took the place. They were condescending to block the lord's troops. The lords suddenly fell into a very passive position. They had to switch from the plains battle to the siege war. The losses increased greatly. The lord secretly scolded Dopp for his mistakes. Tactics.

The black-armored man found that the mantel was hollow and all the dwarves were evacuated. His face was puzzled and he felt as if he had been caught in a trap, but the situation was very good now, and he didn't understand what was wrong.

There were thugs all around, Ivo was covered in blood, and his warhammer was soaked in flesh and blood. He looked up at the thugs who had occupied the dense walls of the city. With a smile at the corner of his mouth, he suddenly raised his hair and let out a whistle.

The sky responded with a long dragon chant.

Nebuldan!

The Frost Dragon broke through the clouds, swept the clouds, and dived down at high speed.

"Dragon!"

"Where did it come from?!"

The lords exclaimed.

The faces of the mobs changed drastically, and the giant dragon hit the city wall directly, like a meteorite, and the wind pressure issued a long scream.

With a bang, Nebuldan slammed into the city wall by the force of the fall. The wall of the Mantel suddenly collapsed, the bricks burst into pieces, and the many mobs crowded on the wall screamed and fell. I don't know how many people fell to death.

The black-clad man's complexion changed drastically. He didn't expect that the other party had a dragon, and he would directly destroy the city wall and directly ruin the thousands of thugs who guarded the city wall.

Turns out this is the trap!

Ivo came up with this tactic last night, and it was very difficult to implement. Fortunately, everything went well. Nebuldan flew all night and rushed to Fireplace from Lima Town in time.

The city wall collapsed and the mobs were trapped in the hearth and lost their way of retreat!

The situation was flipped instantly!

The dizzy Nebuldan lay on the ground, UU reading www.uukanshu. Com is helpless, isn't this dragon used this way, okay...

The spirited lord's troops followed the collapsed wall of the Frost Dragon, and the thugs retreated steadily.

Ivo took the lead, and the warhammer flew the fearless thugs. The black-clad man looked at Ivo gloomily. He remembered the situation of Ivo's whistle just now and understood that the Frost Dragon belongs to Ivo. He picked up the big sword and dialed it. The thug who drove back in panic, strode towards Ivo, murderously awe-inspiring.

Ivo flashed his eyes and sneered: "I heard that you won't die, I don't believe it."

The black-clad man said coldly, his voice hoarse like a file: "Those who don't believe me are dead."

Ivo opened the furnace and burst into the air.

The black-clad man raised his sword to block, and the warhammer hit the big sword with a deafening crash. The black-clad man was pushed back by Ivo and slammed his back against the mob who was in the way. To find this site, please search for "" or enter the URL: