Abyss Demon of All Realms

He thought that Orshaga was afraid of himself and others, and was fleeing in a panic.

No one guessed that he was just bored and wanted to play hide and seek.

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A few days later, inside the line of defense.

Henry, who was so worried that his hair was gray, looked at the report showing that the situation in the city was getting worse every day, and was extremely anxious in his heart.

After rubbing his temples, he asked the adjutant beside him, "Is there still no news from Clay and the others?"

Clay, that is, the captain of the team responsible for hunting down Orshaga.

Henry also had high hopes for them.

They even equipped them with a complete set of high-level magic props without hesitation.

But his expectations were apparently unanswered, and there had been no movement for several days.

This made Henry Moore feel upset.

After being silent for a while, his adjutant said with a somewhat embarrassed expression: "Actually, Lord Clay and the others passed on news not long ago..."

Henry was overjoyed and hurriedly asked, "What is it!"

Looking at his expectant eyes, the adjutant licked his lips and described the content of the message in a relatively euphemistic way.

"The general meaning is that the other party has the ability similar to the clone, and constantly induces them to go in the wrong direction, so they have never been able to find the real body of the target, and they have also provoked a lot of hidden monsters. Now they are struggling to hit..."

"boom!"

Under Henry Moore's angry attack, his metal desk was directly hit with two palm prints.

"Waste... let them hurry up, now it's the last moment!"

Henry Moore wanted to scold his mother very much, but because of the other party's status as a demigod, he swallowed the words and changed to a relatively polite urging.

"Yes!"

Feeling the anger hidden in his words, the adjutant did not dare to say more, and quickly took the order.

Although his face was serious, he also knew that this kind of urging would not be of any use.

According to the news sent by Clay and others not long ago, their current situation is not optimistic. There are hordes of monsters chasing them desperately behind them, and they don't even have time to rest.

In this case, no matter how hard you try, it's no use...

And the fact is exactly as he thought, the chasing team at the moment is in the process of being hunted down, and there are tens of thousands of monsters closely following them.

And in the compass in their hands, there are thousands of light spots flashing, and the twinkling is like the starry sky, which makes everyone feel cold.

'What's the matter? '

Not only the team members are thinking about this issue, but Clay, the captain, is also thinking about this issue.

Since catching up with the target a few days ago and taking a lot of effort to smash it to the ashes, they have discovered a strange problem.

The target on the compass is to kill more and more. If you kill one, you will get two, and if you kill two, you will get four. It's like weeds, and you can't kill it completely.

From the initial surprise to the current numbness, they don't know how many times they have killed Orshaga.

Based on one a day, they could probably kill for a whole year.

For this kind of thing, they are not happy, but feel humiliated.

Whether they admit it or not, they have the feeling of being dog-walked.

This is really uncomfortable for them who are demigods and feared by others...

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Squatting in a crypt.

Eating the barbecued meat, watching the fighting scene revealed by the projection spell, Orshaga exclaimed happily, "Beautiful! It's this left hook!"

In the past few days, he has been squatting here and constantly projecting avatars and Clay and others to have fun. Anyway, the breath on their compass that is responsible for guiding the direction is all he deliberately made a flaw and gave the group of mages to intercept, so He knew exactly where it was pointing, and it was easy to make a little movement.

At this moment, seeing the rise, he didn't forget to turn over the giant roast chicken on the grill, after all, the heat had to be mastered.

This monster, under the premise of being beaten, reluctantly followed him as a mount for a few days, and was fed by him with dried small fish every day to supplement its nutrition.

Originally, he was not a demon without a conscience. He wanted to use it up and put it away. After all, there is no credit and hard work.

But after thinking about it, after feeding the dried small fish for a few days, it may have already been marinated and delicious!

Wouldn't it be a pity not to eat it?

So he immediately became a demon without a conscience, and decided to settle his conscience after eating, becoming a demon with a conscience.

Chapter 99: Decisions within the line of defense

Three more days passed.

Inside the defense line, there is a gloomy cloud.

The streets that used to be very prosperous have already been littered with rubbish due to no one to take care of them for many days.

Standing at the intersection of the street holding the bow and arrow in his hand, he looked at the monster that looked like a stitched monster not far away, his body was covered with all kinds of strange objects, and he was roaring wildly with a big mouth, trying to pounce on the surrounding soldiers.

Without any hesitation, Alison fired several arrows from the longbow in his hand, piercing through the opponent's head and limbs, and then looked at the opponent's life force with a serious face.

until completely lost.

Only then did he instruct the soldier beside him, "It's all burned, don't leave any remnants behind."

The other party hurriedly responded: "Yes!"

After a slight sigh in her heart, she stopped talking, put away the weapon in her hand and hurried to the next place.

These days, such a scene has happened I don't know how many times.

This line of defense has unknowingly turned into a dangerous area.

Even more dangerous than many forests full of monsters!

All kinds of messy monsters transformed by the plague, as well as mutated poisonous insects, are hidden in them, just like the deadliest killer!

Ordinary people will have a life-and-death crisis if they are not careful.

As for the powerhouses, including many legendary and demigods, the main task now is to clean up those dangerous guys over and over again to maintain the internal order of the defense line to the greatest extent.

Even if the order seems fragile!

It is precisely because they saw their efforts with their own eyes that the military and civilians within this line of defense have the confidence to continue to persevere.

If not, the morale and people's heart may have completely collapsed long ago...

But even with such efforts, she could still clearly feel that the inside of the defense line was now terminally ill and was rapidly dying at a speed visible to the naked eye.

'It can't be saved...'

Although she is still working hard to maintain it, she clearly recognizes this in the depths of her heart.

Recalling the meeting not long ago, Alison couldn't help holding the bow and arrow harder.

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Not long ago, in another emergency meeting within the defense line.

Henry, who looked a little tired, told the high-level defense leaders present what they had roughly seen:

'This line of defense should not last long.

So I have asked the countries behind the defense to hurry up and build temporary fortifications, and all we can do under this premise is to delay time...

Other than that, the residents of the city.

Although most of them are still alive, according to the sampling survey, at least one-third of the number is infected... and this is still the premise that many plagues cannot be detected temporarily, and the real number of infections may be more than This data is a bit more.

These people are slowly turning into uncontrollable monsters...'

Although he didn't say the rest of the words directly, the existence present understood what he meant.

The inhabitants of the defense line, who should have been guarded by them, have now become one of their biggest troubles, and are about to completely spin out of control...

Faced with this situation, they have only one choice.

And that situation is the worst-case scenario for them.

So everyone fell silent for a while, and even the sound of breathing disappeared in the conference room.

"...I understand what you mean."

After a period of silence, an orc demigod sighed slowly and said, "Since sacrifice is unavoidable, I hope to at least preserve their dignity."

Unlike those relatively young demigods.

He has survived for tens of thousands of years, even older than some gods, and it is not the first time he has experienced a similar situation.

Although I still feel pain and self-blame, but more is still deeply helpless...

After he finished speaking, another human demigod also opened his mouth and agreed.

Whether they admit it or not, everyone knows what will happen if the infected people in the defense line escape to the rear.

That will undoubtedly further expand the disaster!

So at this time, someone must stand up and agree with Henry Moore's proposal.

Cruel or not.

Although I am very sorry for the residents in the defense line, this is an inevitable choice.

It's not just him, in the next time, many demigods also nodded and agreed with Henry Moore's decision.

Whether they want to or not, as one of the highest decision-makers in this place, they have to stand up at this moment and make what they think is the right choice.

As for their decision, although Alison wanted to oppose it, she also understood that it was the correct way to deal with it.

After a change in his expression, he could only sit in his seat with biting his lip, silent.

acquiesced in their decision.

She herself knew that her actions were extremely ridiculous.

Because the so-called acquiescence, in the final analysis, is no different from vocal approval, and both represent consent.

There is no way to make yourself noble.

On the contrary, it will appear a little cowardly!

This made her feel a kind of shame from the bottom of her heart...

Soon after, it wasn't just the proposal that passed with 57 votes in favour and 11 abstentions.

There is also a proposal called [Observing the Plague], which was also passed with 41 votes in favor and 27 abstentions.

[Observing the plague: Taking advantage of the outbreak of the plague in the defense line and the large number of various patients, observe and record the characteristics of these plagues as much as possible, and deploy various drugs at any cost to conduct targeted experiments for future research. Medical drugs provide more information to prevent the tragedy from happening again. 】

This means that they not only decided to give up these residents, but also found a way to make them blossom into their final value.

It may sound like an exaggeration, but this matter has nothing to do with cruelty, it is just a decision that superiors should have.

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polluted place.

Still in that quiet crypt.

In front of Olshaga is still the projection of the spell.

It's just that he is holding something similar to a handle in his hand, and the chasing team displayed in the projection has only four or five people left at the moment, and they all look very embarrassed, obviously exhausted. .

At this moment, they are still being hunted by a large group of monsters.

This battle has been going on for so many days.

Olshaga was full, and they were crippled and dead.

Looking at the demon with several steel needles stuck in front of his head, his eyes were very dull, the team leader was extremely aggrieved.

This is already No.20.

He hadn't paid much attention to it a few times before, and only felt that occasionally a few opponents were particularly troublesome, but as the controlled guys died one after another, he still found the problem.

Knowing that there are existences that are controlling these puppets to delay him, so that he is constantly entangled with the group of monsters behind him, and he can never get rid of them.