Archdemon

The devil army led by Huo Ling was more than two days behind the demons.

When the army arrived, a fierce battle had already begun in front.

Huo Ling turned into a dragon man and flew in the sky, with four devil barons beside him.

The battle in front was extremely fierce, but the resistance of the city of God was easy.

Looking down from the sky, the land around the fortress was full of traces of demons. They were huge in number, roaring and roaring as they rushed towards the fortress.

This fortress was also well built, with very complete defenses and all kinds of city defense equipment.

Even the number of defenders was not small, which was something that surprised Huo Ling.

There were at least millions of soldiers defending the gods in the city, which far exceeded Huo Ling's expectations.

When the army of the God of Courage came, Huo Ling also sent the undead to observe it closely, and there were only millions of elite soldiers.

But these millions of soldiers could not have been lost in the previous battles. As a result, now it seems that the number of elite soldiers has increased instead of decreased.

There were even millions of cannon fodder God servants. They were called cannon fodder, but they were also God servant soldiers with the strength of the Black Iron Rank.

With the help of the defense of the city wall, these God servant soldiers seemed to be at ease in the face of the demon's attack.

Even in terms of the number of strong men, the number of strong men in this fortress was no less than that of demons.

A baron looked at the battle and asked: "Lord Earl, when do we start the attack?"

Huo Ling looked at the battle and shook his head slightly. He pointed to the battlefield and said: "Look at this kind of battle, do you still need our support?"

The barons looked at each other. It was indeed as Huo Ling said that the current battle situation was even dominated by the Legion of the God of Courage.

Huo Ling was hovering in the sky, and he kept observing the situation of the two armies.

The more he looked, the more he felt that something was wrong. This God of Courage was wrong, and this group of demons were also wrong.

Although demons hate clergy, demons should hate devils more.

But these demons abandoned the surrounding demon territories and cities and came all the way to besiege this God City Fortress.

Huo Ling's sight kept scanning the demon camp. After a while, he finally saw that behind the demon army, there was a huge cage with a woman imprisoned inside.

Even from a distance, Huo Ling sighed at the appearance of this woman. Her body was full of the smell of holiness, but now she was trapped in the demon army.

Huo Ling guessed that this might be a descendant of Kim.

The demon army led by Huo Ling was not in a hurry to participate in the battle. They stayed behind the demons.

Although he found something wrong in the demon army, Huo Ling had no intention of attacking.

He planned to watch and wait for the demons and the God Servant Army to consume more power. If he rushed to fight now, it would consume too much power, which was not what Huo Ling wanted.

...

In the fortress, almost all the angels here have participated in the war.

The holy war angels of the sanctuary level or the archangels of the legendary level have already started fighting with the demons.

In the entire fortress, only two people did not participate in the battle, they were Xavier and the knight of the god-born Borg.

Xavier was on the high platform, watching the fierce battle in the sky.

The archangels all have legendary power. When facing legendary demons, their power is strong and their combat effectiveness is not inferior at all.

In the sky, Amos was not in a hurry to join the battle.

The three eyes on his face stared at a corner of the fortress, where the breath of Enoch was exuding.

This was what Amos had dreamed of. As long as he ate Enoch's head and absorbed that part of the authority of the demon lord, he would be stronger again.

But the fortress stopped him. Looking at these angels and servants of God, Amos remembered the memory of hundreds of years ago.

Enoch failed in the hands of their gods, and the divine power of these angels made Amos unable to forget.

The claws on Amos' right arm were scratching unconsciously, and he was thinking.

Amos watched the fierce battle, the legendary demons entangled by the archangels, and the low-level demons bleeding under the fortress.

He smelled the scent of conspiracy and sensed the danger.

Amos looked at Xavier, who had not taken action. The combat power of other archangels was not worth mentioning, most of them were only at the second or third legendary level.

The combat power of these archangels was almost the same as that of the legendary demons under his command. It would be difficult for either side to win.

As for Xavier, although his strength was stronger, it was no more difficult for Amos.The demon earl of Lovisa who was killed some time ago was even stronger.

Xavier was just a legendary fifth-level priest, and this strength was already very good for a priest.

Gods need powerful priests, but they cannot have too powerful priests, otherwise various problems will easily arise.

But a legendary fifth-level priest is nothing to Amos, and Amos can even tear this legendary priest apart in just a few days.

But Amos sensed a dangerous atmosphere in this fortress, which made this cunning demon hesitate.

Amos's low voice sounded in the sky: "Servants of God, I don't want to entangle with you, hand over Enoch, and I can leave."

Xavier didn't speak, and the scepter in his hand shot a ray of light into the city.

In a tower in the city, Enoch's head was hiding here. He had been observing Amos, and now his traces were seen by Amos.

Enoch's mocking mind wave was transmitted around:

"Look, betrayer, are you afraid? Poor, stupid, cowardly betrayer, kneel down to me, offer your strength, and I will choose to spare your life!"

Amos looked at Enoch in the city, his breathing became heavy, and the fierce look in his eyes gradually became stronger.

His big mouth opened, and his tongue like a snake licked his sharp teeth:

"Enoch... Although I don't know what tricks you are playing with these poor bugs, you are dead now!"

"Roar!"

Amos roared, and the huge flesh wings behind him flapped, rushing towards the fortress of the city of gods.

The huge power of rules gathered on him, and his every move contained unparalleled power.

An archangel rushed forward with a sword in hand, trying to stop Amos' charge, but was knocked away by the large pincer on Amos' left arm, and crashed into a tower, taking a long time to climb out.