Druid in Marvel

Alvin carried the high-level demon back to the rear.

Along the way, teams from various countries participating in the war passed by one after another, especially the Russian soldiers who were the most vicious.

The rough mechanical exoskeleton, which looked like scrapped products, rushed into the battlefield with hundreds of eight-legged robots under the control of a group of big men.

Artillery shells washed the ground, and then machine guns advanced...

The eight-legged robots led by Russian soldiers, whose number was dozens of times that of Barney's, were much more powerful than Barney's. The soldiers who were accustomed to their own country's weapons knew how to maximize the functions of these weapons.

Moreover, Barney and the others have given the best demonstration, and the weaknesses of the Cerberus and the Demonic Bull have been found.

As soon as Alvin returned to the starting point, Zhang Qiang came over with a tablet and said to him: "There are a large number of demons coming towards us from the outside. Do you have any ideas?"

Alvin threw the high-level demon to the ground and watched as the flames began to condense on the head of the unlucky guy. He kicked the unlucky guy on the temple impatiently.

The high-level demon's neck made a terrible sound, and then the flames scattered miserably as if blown by a strong wind!

Seeing the high-level demon who was still alive staring at him with vicious eyes, Alvin squatted down with a ferocious smile, pressed its neck and pressed his face sideways to the ground...

The red battle ax swung and cut into the forehead of the high-level demon...

Due to operational reasons, the sharp battle ax not only chopped off the two sheep horns of the high-level demon, but also chopped off a piece of his forehead bone.

The high-level demon who looked like he was not afraid of death suddenly let out a scream, and then loudly begged Alvin for mercy in demonic language.

High-level demons are generally not afraid of death. Their souls can be resurrected in hell. Although they will be downgraded after being resurrected, they can quickly stand up again after having experienced it once.

It's just "eating"...

The low-level demons in hell simply can't eat them all. Although those restless souls don't taste very good, they still have enough energy.

But what scares this high-level demon now is that he can sense a large number of souls gathering on the battlefield, but the target is the tall man in red armor in front of him.

His body seemed to be equipped with a water pump, pumping out all the wandering soul energy around him into his body, and he didn't seem to feel full at all...

This is so terrifying, not even the devils from the royal family can do what they are now.

They who live a fastidious life must at least select the souls, choose those with higher purity to "eat", and then digest them!

But the man in front of me "ate" thousands of violent souls, and he didn't even think about "burping"!

Alvin frowned as he watched the high-level demon speak a "foreign language" that he didn't understand...

After taking a look at Zhang Qiang, who was showing his hands to him, Alvin kicked the high-level demon in the mouth to shut him up.

Thinking about the prisoner of the prince that he once captured, this guy who didn't even master "foreign language" looked really not very advanced!

Zhang Qiang didn't understand why Alvin wanted to torment a demon. He spread his hands helplessly and said, "What are you doing?"

Alvin glanced at the demon at his feet who was covering his mouth and groaning, and said with a smile: "I don't know either, but this guy looks relatively advanced, so I captured him and wanted to ask for information.

At least we have to know where we are and how many demons there are nearby..."

As he spoke, Alvin spread his hands and said, "It's a pity that everyone doesn't understand the language. This is really a problem..."

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nbsp;Zhang Qiang shook his head in a funny way and said, "Leave him to me. The Sharpshooter will have a translator that should allow us to get some information from this guy's mouth..."

Alvin looked at Zhang Qiang strangely and said with a smile: "How many good things does your Sharpshooter Club have? Where did you get them?

Don't tell me that it was caused by fighting..."

Zhang Qiang was stunned for a moment, and then said seriously: "Thank you for your imagination, can you still bring out high technology by fighting backwards?

That thing was dismantled from the Kree spaceship. Just like our flying sword, brain waves expressing emotions and thoughts can be translated! "

As he spoke, Zhang Qiang waved to several staff members of the Sharpshooter Club standing not far away, then he pulled Alvin and said, "We can't fight so hard!

There are more than 1 low-level demons approaching us from the outside. How many more are behind us remains to be investigated, but our numbers and materials are limited after all..."

Alvin felt the endless energy gathering towards his body. He sighed with contentment, and then said with a smile: "You are actually afraid of the Master Gun Club?"

As he spoke, Alvin pointed to the fat Wang Yuan and Strange who came over, and he said with a smile: "The magicians of Kama Taj will create a strong camp in this area, so you will have plenty of breathing space.

No one is asking you to fight hard. If you feel that fighting with this intensity is fighting hard.

Then I advise you to give up the idea of ​​going to aliens and just do your own thing honestly..."

While Alvin was talking, several staff members of the Gunslingers Club came over and fixed the high-level demon with a fork similar to that used to capture lunatics. Then several people worked together to lift the unlucky demon who had been a little collapsed and looked up. Heading towards the logistics of the gun club...

A red horn fell out of the high-level demon's body. Just now, this man's head was stepped into the soil by Alvin and he did not forget the horn. This shows how precious this thing is.

Picking up the red horn and tossing it in his hand, Alvin looked at the high-level demon's complex eyes that were mixed with fear, regret, and begging for mercy. He shook his head in amusement, and then walked over and swung his ax in front of everyone's horrified eyes. The limbs of a high-level demon were lost.

Anyway, as long as the brainwaves and the limbs of this demon remain, those staff members might be in danger...

After the people from the Gunslingers Association took away the high-level demon, Alvin raised the red horn in his hand and looked at it.

The material of this thing looks very familiar, with the hell protozoa as the core "Insned".

As Alvin exerted slight force in his hand, the hell protozoa in the horn sent a clear signal...

Like the "throw me out" of those red boomerangs, the message from the protozoa within this horn is "blow me up"...

Alvin looked at the horn-like horn in his hand, and thinking about the way the high-level demon blew it just now, he felt that he really couldn't take it...

"This is a magic prop used by high-level demons in hell to drive low-level demons. It's a very good thing..."

Fatty Wang Yuan walked up to Alvin, looked at the red horn in his hand and said with a smile: "This is a good thing, you should try it, maybe you can gather a demon army for yourself..."

Alvin looked at the fat Wang Yuan like a fool. He patted the horn in his arms and said, "Blow it. If it's useful, I'll keep it. If it's not useful, I'll give it to you..."

After hearing this, the fat man Wang Yuan gave Alvin a middle finger. Then he took the horn and patted it into Strange's arms. He said with a smile: "Blow it. If it works, give it back to him. If it doesn't work, keep it as a souvenir." .

You'd better pray it doesn't work so you can trade it to the London Temple for that magic cloak. "