I Am the Fifth of the Four Demon Kings

The two armies on the battlefield were only silent for less than half a minute, and Quett was already standing in front of the half-corpse army and waved his hand to the army of the resurrected.

Suddenly, the situation in the field changed drastically, and the sound of "Woo" sounded in the sky, and hurricanes formed by magical air currents rushed straight into the sky.

At this moment, the sky was covered by the magic of death and gradually darkened.

"what is that?!"

Riding on horses, Novi and Mold of the Resurrection Army retreated step by step because of the impact of the hurricane.

While the old man Molde clutched his black robe tightly, he looked towards the horizon in astonishment.

Over there, the huge magical power of death condensed together, as if forming a black hole, rolling up an army of thousands of resurrected ones and swallowing them directly.

The resurgents were sucked into the sky by the black hole in pieces, swallowed so that there was no scum left. The various magical equipment they dropped from mid-air were also shattered by the hurricane of death magic. .

"That's the aggregate of magic storm..."

On the other side, Novi, who was also unable to open his eyes by the hurricane, tilted his head and gritted his teeth and said.

As a person with a four-turn equipment, he naturally understands the use of magic very clearly.

However, knowing the origin of the black hole means knowing the rank of the legion under the brave of the wind.

The members of the opposing legion were all powerhouses above level 400!

"Magic Storm?!"

When Molde on the other side heard Novi's words, there was also a touch of horror in his face.

Even the previous demons knew that the magic storm was a phenomenon caused only when the second rank strong person used magic power. How could he, a member of the Holy Sword Church, not know.

"How can it be?"

Molde was a little surprised for a while, a 400-level person, supposedly there is no such strong person in this world for a long time, where are these people in front of him?

He didn't know what to do. He thought that his legion had the advantage of numbers and would definitely be able to crush the opponent, but who would have thought that there would be a second-tier powerhouse in the opponent's legion that shouldn't exist in this era. ?

Moreover, the entire legion's people are still rank two.

He could understand by looking at the situation in front of him that the army in front of him was definitely not something his army of resurrected could resist.

"Go!"

Mordela said to Novi, and then fled towards the rear of the army.

Because at the moment in front of the resurrection army, the soldiers of the half-corpse army have already rushed into the army, like ghosts and gods, they are overwhelming, and within a few seconds, they disperse the camp of their army, and the resurgents are like mowed grass The ground fell.

Molde had no doubt that if it were a few seconds later, the two of them would fall next.

"Can't run! Grandpa Molde, I must take action at this time!"

Novi, who was held by Mordela on the side, immediately yelled, and glanced at the resurrected who had almost been wiped out all around him, knowing that if he didn't do anything, the resurrected would soon die.

At that time, if only the two of them are left alone, they must face the brave and his army at the same time.

After Novi finished speaking, he planned to pull away his robes and use his four-turn equipment to repel these strong men who did not know where they came from.

However, before he did it, he was held down by Molde:

"Wait a minute!"

Molde turned his head and glanced at the situation on the battlefield. He couldn't help smiling bitterly when he looked at their army of survivors, who now had only two or three thousand people left.

These resurgents were resurrected by their church using the chaos magic that has been passed down for thousands of years. Now that the magic spar is used up, it is no longer possible for them to resurrect an army. It can be said that there will be less for each dead one. One.

It was such precious resurrected people, and after only a few minutes, almost all of them died under the army of brave men. It can be said that his heart was dripping blood.

But he knew that it was not the time to feel sorry for this, and his face showed a touch of determination, knowing that it was time for him to make a decision.

So he took Novi, and the horse suddenly turned aside, while shuttled through the army, he said:

"Listen to Novi! Next, I will use all the remaining resurrectors to stop the opponent's legion, and send you to the front of the brave of the wind. You must win this battle!"

Molde meant that it was naturally impossible to rely on the Legion to win, so their last hope was all in Novi's body.

As long as Novi can kill the brave of the wind, then the rest of the legion shouldn't worry about it. Even if Novi has the strength to deal with the people of the opposing legion after the battle with the brave of the wind, it must be more than enough to escape.

When the time comes, flee back to cultivate, then after regaining combat effectiveness, this army of brave men, no matter where they came from, will no longer exist in the future.

"give it to me!"

Hearing Molde's words, Novi gritted his teeth, put down his hands, and gave up his current plan to deal with the strong of the brave army.

He wants to keep the magic of the equipment to deal with the brave of the wind.

The resurrected army quickly gathered towards the young man of the Holy Sword Church, as if protecting him from rushing in his direction, Lu Ming could of course see it.

"My Lord Brave, what should I do?"

The fourth demon on one side naturally noticed the young man who was a little different.

Obviously this person is not a binocular godless resurrection person, so it should be the person who cooperated with the three major demon kings this time.

Since his goal is to be a brave man, the Fourth Devil will certainly not do what she wants, but intends to stop him.

But before she left, Olibel next to Lu Ming spoke:

"If you don't want to die, just stand here and watch."

In the words, there is no lack of contempt for the strength of the fourth demon, thinking that she is not qualified to participate in this war.

Facing Princess Olibel's words, the fourth demon pursed his mouth and said nothing.

Although I don't want to admit it, the battle has indeed exceeded the recognition of the Fourth Demon from the beginning.

If her perception is correct, none of the 10,000 resurrected army on the opposite side is weaker than the existence of her own Demon King Army, and there are even many people whose strength is no less than her own.

However, these people under Lu Ming's army are as simple as mowing the grass. They are not a threat at all. The Fourth Devil is hard to imagine, what level of these people are ~ www.novelmtl.com~ If you even these No one can stop the other young man, so it really doesn't help to let her pass.

For a while, she hesitated.

Of course, Lu Ming saw the tangled expression of the Fourth Demon King, couldn't help but smile, and comforted her:

"Don't worry, even if the legionaries can't stop him, Quett is in front of him."

As he said, he raised his chin and signaled the Fourth Demon King to look at the legion general in front of him who hadn't moved from beginning to end.

His complexion was still very calm, as if the Legion's previous battles had nothing to do with him, and he hadn't even glanced at the resurrected from beginning to end.

On the contrary, his gaze has been focused on the young man of the Holy Sword Church mentioned by Lu Mingdian. The actions of the other party have long been caught under his nose.

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