Archdemon

Of course, it is not just the casters who died in the battle. Compared with the casters, more warriors died in the battle.

After the fierce war, many teams died completely, but there were also survivors.

They would collect the bodies of their comrades, and there were also whole teams that were wiped out. In this way, when cleaning the battlefield, the devils would take away all the bodies.

The devils would not be kind enough to find a place to bury these bodies. The final destination of these bodies would flow into some shops in the city.

Huo Ling now looked down on the bodies of warriors, even if they were from the Holy Land, but he would not let go of the bodies of spellcasters, even if they were from Black Iron.

He wandered around the city, and he was bound to spend all his resources on buying corpses.

In the city of the tenth circle of the Bronze Fortress, Huo Ling was waiting in a shop.

A gold-level Yogroth demon in front of him took out a scroll with a smile on his face and handed it to Huo Ling respectfully. He said:

"Mr. Earl, please look, this is the information of all the corpse materials in our shop."

After Huo Ling took it, he slowly flipped through it and looked at the suitable corpse materials.

As he looked at it, Huo Ling's eyes lit up. There was actually a sanctuary-level spellcaster corpse among the materials in this shop.

Huo Ling put down the scroll and said, "Pack up all the corpses of spellcasters. I want them all!"

"Hey! Good!" The Yogroth demon was overjoyed.

Soon, he brought a space equipment filled with corpses, from the Black Iron level to the Sanctuary level, adding up to more than a hundred.

"You should have heard of my name, I don't want to bargain, this is the payment for the goods." Huo Ling casually threw out a space equipment.

The Yogroth demon took it in a hurry, quickly clicked the number of disaster coins in it, his face was bitter, and he wanted to say something.

The payment Huo Ling paid was only 70% of the market price. Although this was a profit for the Yugroth, the amount of disaster coins earned was too little.

"I don't have many disaster coins left, but there are still many corpses in the Bronze Fortress..." Huo Ling smiled slightly.

"Lord Earl, deal! You are more like a Yugroth than I am!" The devil exclaimed sincerely.

Huo Ling laughed and walked out of the door, ignoring the Yugroth.

But what he said was indeed the truth. At present, the magic stones and disaster coins in Huo Ling's hands were almost exhausted.

He calculated his gains from coming to the Bronze Fortress this time. First of all, the corpses of the Sanctuary-level spellcasters, a total of eight were purchased.

The number of gold-level spellcaster corpses was much larger, and more than 700 were purchased this time.

As for the number of black iron and silver-level spellcaster corpses, it was even more, adding up to as many as 7,000 or 8,000.

The Bronze Fortress is very good, I will come again next time!

With these corpses, Huo Ling's mage group can expand rapidly.

Although there are still many black iron-level corpses, it is not a big problem for Huo Ling. Anyway, it won't be long before they will have the strength of silver-level.

With such a large number of mage groups, Huo Ling will be much more convenient in both combat and production.

Previously, Huo Ling's work progressed slowly because there were too few spellcasters under his command. Before, the total number of undead spellcasters under his command was only thousands.

These thousands of spellcasters have to be distributed to several cities, fighting, making equipment and enchanting, and sometimes enchanting buildings and city walls.

There will be no such problem in the future, and with so many spellcasters, Huo Ling can also start to get involved in the field of enchanted equipment.

...

This trip to the Bronze Fortress, Huo Ling's planned and unplanned work has been successfully completed.

After recording the coordinates of this place, Huo Ling left the Bronze Fortress and prepared to take the Styx Ferryman to leave.

After calling the Styx Ferryman, Huo Ling quietly waited by the Styx.

Then, he saw the largest demon army so far.

In the Wanyuan Plain of the Abyss World opposite the Bronze Fortress, countless demons emerged from a huge tunnel.

These demons roared, shouted, and rushed towards the Bronze Fortress.

Huo Ling hid his tracks. His current position was still far away from the battlefield, and these demons obviously had no habit of attacking in all directions.

Countless demons rushed out of the Wanyuan Plain and attacked the Bronze Fortress.

Huo Ling looked up at the sky, where there were twenty or thirty figures flying.

There were no-fly magic circles around the Bronze Fortress, which meant that those who could fly were all legends.

The bodies of these legendary demons were very huge, and their huge bodies represented theirTheir powerful strength.

Huo Ling also saw the most powerful demon among them. This demon was at least 20 meters tall. He was a Balor Flame Demon.

Even from a long distance, Huo Ling could feel the hot breath from this Balor Flame Demon.

His appearance was like an extra sun in the sky.

Huo Ling guessed that this Balor Flame Demon was the Abyss Lord of this layer of the Abyss World, the most powerful existence.

If a layer of the Abyss World had its own Abyss Lord, then these demons would no longer be a mess.

Although the chaotic nature of the demons still exists, under the terrifying power of the Abyss Lord, they have to learn to obey the orders of their superiors.

Although when executing these orders, the chaotic nature of the demons will greatly reduce the effectiveness of this order.

But compared to the chaotic and disordered appearance, it is much better at this time.

High-level demons rarely backstab other demons at this time, because the Abyss Lord will not allow such a thing to happen.

Countless demons began to climb the walls of the bronze fortress, and a fierce battle broke out between the two sides.

Countless spells, quasi-spells, and even divine spells were thrown down from the walls.

Huo Ling saw the army of gods that he had seen in the third circle of cities some time ago. They were now fighting on the walls of the first layer.

In such a huge war scene, countless demons or defenders died almost every second.

Devils, mercenaries, servants of God, demons, they were all appetizers in this bloody battle, they were like a humble dust.

Life or death, it had little impact on the battle situation.

The legendary demons also launched an attack. They fell from the sky and smashed directly on the walls of the first layer, and the terrifying aura raged throughout the scene.

The hard walls were damaged under the attacks of these demons, and the defenders on the walls could hardly resist the attacks of such a powerful existence.