Archdemon

"Ah!"

The Pope of the God of Dusk howled in pain. He had been hit by the dragon breath of the projection of the black dragon.

Two thick dragon claws and sharp teeth had pierced his body. The huge power of the dragon tore the Pope of Dusk in half amid his screams.

Another legendary fighter died.

The situation on the battlefield became clearer and clearer. The number of high-level fighters on both sides was the same.

But the same number of people meant that the strength of the coalition of gods was greatly weakened.

Huo Ling was a little out of breath at this time. The fierce battle lasted for nearly ten days. During these ten days, he had to maintain four legendary summoning projections.

The battle of the projection also consumed a lot of his strength.

He took out a tube of special legendary magic potion and swallowed it with his head tilted up.

Feeling the boiling of magic power in his body, power filled his body again.

The range covered by the undead disaster was extremely large, and the power gathered was also the reason why Huo Ling could persist for so long.

With the support of the undead scourge, the ground battlefield below, which was hundreds of kilometers long, was now a river of blood.

The bodies of countless clergymen and the fragments of undead skeletons piled up into mountains.

Teams of skeleton cavalrymen kept sprinting and turning back, causing considerable casualties to the enemy's clergymen.

When divine magic fell on the undead creatures, it was like pouring concentrated sulfuric acid on them, and thick smoke billowed out.

When undead spells fell on the clergymen, they could also cause waves of riots, acid corrosion, soul strikes, causing many clergymen to either die of corrosion or have black blood flowing out of their seven orifices.

"Boom!!!"

A whole combat division of the Terror Knights crisscrossed the entire battlefield, and they were invincible, just like an eraser used in a huge painting.

Wherever the Terror Knights passed, all the clergymen who dared to stop them were completely torn to pieces and crushed into a pool of broken flesh and blood.

1,500 Terror Knights formed a small charge formation. When their charge speed was blocked by the enemy,

the other team of Terror Knights following them would directly speed up, pass them, and then tear the enemy's defense line with terrifying impact and powerful combat power.

Such a charge formation composed of tens of thousands of Gold-level Terror Knights would be dead even if dozens of Holy Domains blocked their way, let alone ordinary clergy soldiers.

Even if the legendary incarnation of the gods did not fly up and fought with this cavalry on the ground, they would only die.

Of course, the Legend and the Holy Domain would not be so unwise.

The opposite of the Terror Knights was the defense line composed of the Elite Dark Warriors, all of whom were gold elite dark warriors.

Like the strong wall in the invading army, all the enemies who dared to charge were torn to pieces and died in front of their formation.

The combat power of the Gold-level was strong. Soldiers of this level were already middle and senior officers in the coalition.

But in this combat division, it is still a big soldier. Relying on this elite dark warrior combat division, the entire defense line of the undead is pushing back.

For ordinary black iron-level clergy soldiers, the elite dark warriors can't even see their attacking movements clearly.

Most of the time, they can only see the figure of the dark warrior, and they are completely killed before they can see his attacking movements.

Every time the defense line advances, hundreds or thousands of clergy soldiers are killed.

Their souls return to the kingdom of the gods, where they will have the opportunity to become heroes.

Of course, there are also many unlucky people who are directly crushed by the violent rule fluctuations of the undead disaster in the air and the cold lightning in the clouds.

Just like the black iron-level warriors who can't see the movements of the gold-level strongmen.

The gold-level professionals on the ground can't see the battle of the legendary strongmen in the sky. They can only see the light and shadows flying rapidly in the sky.

Only the strong at the sanctuary level can see the figure of the legend clearly, but in their eyes, the weapons wielded by the strong at the sanctuary level are all afterimages.

It is very difficult to use the sanctuary to surround and kill the legend, but it is not impossible. If the terrain is suitable, there is still a chance to force the legend to close combat.

Or rely on absolute numbers to surround the legend from all sides and fight with injuries.

Even the battles between legends are like this. Huo Ling's movements are too fast for the incarnations of the gods.

Some of Huo Ling's attacks were just noticed by them, but the spells or weapons had already hit them.

If it is a close combat, Huo Ling can attack hundreds of times in one second, and theThe magic wand is like his heavy hammer.

Only the four incarnations of gods with medium or higher divine power can defend against most of the attacks under Huo Ling's violent attacks, but they cannot defend against all attacks successfully.

The price of being attacked is that the divine shields on their bodies are constantly weakened until they are torn apart in a certain battle.

Of course, compared with the close combat with Huo Ling, his spellcasting attack is more powerful.

Every spell can make the incarnations of the gods difficult to resist. A negative spell can at least control them for several seconds.

And these few seconds can do a lot for Huo Ling.

At least, his crazy attack after getting close can directly tear apart their divine shields.

Of course, several medium-level incarnations of gods are still trying to entangle Huo Ling, otherwise these fragile incarnations would have been torn apart one by one.

But Huo Ling has someone to entangle, and other legends are gradually free.

The incarnations of the gods have already begun to be besieged. Even if they are two against one, their incarnations cannot hold out for too long.

Moreover, the power of the legends under Huo Ling is generally stronger than the strength of their incarnations.

Almost every day, the incarnations of the gods are completely killed and become a pool of scattered divine power.

The death of an incarnation of the gods is also a huge loss for them. It takes at least several decades to condense an incarnation, and it also consumes a lot of divine power.

Of course, the incarnations of the gods are not without results, but their thoughts have long been noticed by Huo Ling.

As a strong man, he has enough energy to take care of the entire battlefield.

Whenever a legend is in fatal danger, Huo Ling either drives the projection of the legendary dragon or the projection of the great devil to block these fatal crises for them.

In this way, while the incarnations of the gods gradually die, the projections summoned by Huo Ling are also decreasing one by one.