Archdemon

Wu Ya's face showed fear that had not appeared for a long time. She finally knew why the ancestors of the Fang Clan were so afraid.

Huo Ling was a legendary wizard who specialized in death spells. The legendary spells he mastered were too harmful to these ancestors.

Not only that, he was also a devil with a title in Purgatory. You can imagine the fate of the ancestors if they fell into the hands of this big devil.

I am afraid they will be tortured for thousands of years and all their value will be squeezed out.

Wu Ya laughed dryly and said, "Your Majesty Huo Ling, why did you come here suddenly? Don't we still have a truce agreement between our two countries?"

Baru on the side only felt that his body was a little stiff. Unlike Wu Ya, he already felt that the eyes of the five powerful figures with the breath of the dead were staring at him.

Now Baru felt that as long as he moved, he would be hit hard.

Huo Ling in the air smiled slightly, and he took out a scroll. This was the truce agreement he signed with the Fang Clan more than 30 years ago.

Huo Ling smiled faintly and tore the scroll into pieces, saying: "Wu Ya, the armistice agreement...is invalid from now on!"

"Surrender to me, I will guarantee your lives, and I will also guarantee that your treatment in the Donghe Principality will be the same as before!"

Huo Ling looked down at the two legendary orcs and persuaded them to surrender.

"There is no deep hatred between us, right? You also know me. Surrendering to me is your only way to survive."

"Your Majesty Huo Ling, can you let me consider it?" Wu Ya took a deep breath.

Huo Ling glanced at Wu Ya and Baru, and said with unchanged eyes: "No problem, I will give you ten sentences to discuss."

Wu Ya clenched her teeth, she took a deep breath, and tried to activate more witchcraft arrays.

The countless orc soldiers in the city, and the shamans were already in the right position, activating various city defense witchcraft arrays.

She thought Huo Ling would not notice this step, but unfortunately, with Huo Ling's current strength, Wu Ya's action in front of him was tantamount to putting his own operation on the table.

However, Huo Ling was not in a hurry, because he wanted to easily crush all of Wu Ya's resistance when Wu Ya thought she was foolproof.

For Huo Ling now, if he could subdue the living legend, it would be better to be alive.

If it really doesn't work, he will consider killing it and turning it into a dead spirit.

It's because the speed of the promotion of the dead spirits is too slow. Although they can live longer, the speed of improving their strength is also greatly reduced, which is incomparable to the living people.

When Wu Ya thought that all the witchcraft formations in her city were activated and could resist Huo Ling, she slowly said:

"Your Majesty Huo Ling, Baru and I need more time to consider."

Huo Ling was not surprised by her choice. He chuckled, looked into the distance, and said: "Do you think the rune formation of this city can stop me? Do you think you can hold on until other orc legends come to help?"

Huo Ling's originally calm aura was gradually strengthening. The aura he exuded had even attracted the celestial phenomena.

The orcs in the city below were already having difficulty breathing, as if a big stone was pressing on their chests.

Huo Ling's aura continued to rise, legendary level one, legendary level five, legendary level eleven!

Huo Ling was like a great demon king who exuded a terrifying aura all over his body, and an indescribable fear was emanating from his body.

The sky seemed to be occupied by endless darkness at this moment.

"Wu Ya, it seems that you don't want to accept my kindness." Huo Ling said with a grim smile.

Then, a legendary spell quickly appeared in his hand.

Legend: Advanced Dissociation!

After the superposition of several super magic skills, the strength of this dissociation is ridiculously high.

"Swoosh!"

This spell hit the witchcraft shield of the Fang Clan in Wu Ya's horrified eyes.

"Sizzle!"

The entire witchcraft shield was corroded at this moment, and white smoke came out of the witchcraft arrays in the city. This was the manifestation of the witchcraft array being destroyed by the dissociation.

The powerful legendary undead around Huo Ling also began to attack at this time, calling on the power of rules, waving their weapons and rushing up, attacking the witchcraft shield frantically.

Baru and Wu Ya also began to counterattack, but their counterattacks fell on the more powerful undead, and the effect they could play was not strong.

Huo Ling was not surprised that there was no witchcraft shield that could destroy the city in one blow. This large city-level shield is the key to the survival of a powerful force.

If it was destroyed so easily, this force would not have survived for so many years.

In Huo Ling's hands, one by oneHe released a strange spell. As a legend of Huiyue, his spellcasting speed has greatly increased compared to before.

Faster speed and stronger power, this is his current spellcasting state.

Wu Ya's heart has been shaken and panicked. She knows what Huo Ling's current state means, which means that Huo Ling's strength is comparable to that of the Emperor of Skull Crushing.

"Crack!"

The city's witchcraft shield was not able to last too long in the end.

Every legendary magic of Huo Ling would consume a large amount of energy reserves of the city's witchcraft shield, and the speed of this consumption was too terrifying, leaving no time for the shield to buffer.

"Boom!"

A high-level Yangyan explosion completely destroyed the witchcraft shield in the city. The aftermath of the flames swept across half of the city. Any slightly taller buildings in this area were destroyed by the flames and shock waves.

Many orcs were blown away by the aftermath while wailing, and then burned by the flames in mid-air, and some were simply torn to pieces.

After breaking through the witchcraft shield in the city, there was no chance for this battle to change.

Huo Ling looked at Wu Ya and Baru who were fighting hard, shook his head slightly and said: "I gave you a chance... but you didn't cherish it."

Huo Ling didn't know whether Wu Ya and Baru would surrender, but it didn't matter. Huo Ling was not going to persuade them to surrender a second time.

Kill them, and their bodies would still be useful to Huo Ling.

Next, Huo Ling left this battlefield to the five legendary undeads. These legendary undeads made of the corpses of gods, both in number and level, had already crushed the two legends Wu Ya and Baru.

Huo Ling's sight no longer stayed on the two of them. He opened a portal in the air. This time he wanted to teleport directly to the territory of the Short Blade Clan.

It was far from enough for Huo Ling to behead the two legends of the Fang Clan. He wanted more.