Reckless Through The New World

Faced with the clamor of the panda, the demons responded quickly.

His voice just landed, and at least a dozen high-level demons rushed up together.

These demons are creatures called "Cinder Demons". They were born near the fiery magma of hell. They absorb the heat of the magma and the ubiquitous evil aura in **** to grow. Among demons, their power is relatively pure.

Because the power is relatively pure, their mental state is relatively normal. Compared with other demons, the level of chaos is much lower, and as a soldier, he is far more qualified than other demons.

Therefore, this kind of demon, or this type of demon, is very popular with various demon kings. They have been deliberately collecting and even cultivating demons of this style and forming legions based on this. And in hell, all such demons from such origins are proud of being under the command of the demon kings and becoming members of the directly affiliated legion.

These high-level demons naturally want to do the same, and the target they choose to flee to is the Demon King "Dark Horse" Simonli.

The chaotic **** also has rules. If a newcomer wants to be in the top position, of course, it is better for his own boss to be relatively weak. As the sixty-sixth Demon Lord, Simonli was relatively weak among the Demon Lords. But this ranking is still a few places away from seventy or even seventy-two, and the seats are relatively stable. It is these reckless demons who are most suitable for defecting.

However, if the grassy demon wants to be in the position, naturally he can't just run over and bow his head - it's not that Simonli will reject such a subordinate, but if he joins in this way, his status will definitely not be high.

In contrast, it is much easier to ascend to the top after making credit first and then bowing down.

So, what credit is more appropriate?

Of course, fighting with angels!

However, fighting with angels is also very particular. Going straight to the front line, Phi Jian and the angels fight with each other, mighty is mighty, but the risk is too great and the chance of success is too small.

After all, the battlefield is chaotic, the angels are also very powerful, and more importantly, who can be sure that a fatal blow will come from behind?

Good seats everyone wants to sit, but seats are limited...

Therefore, many demons choose to retreat and take advantage of the opportunity of the war to win over or organize a group of troops, and take this group of troops to go to the Demon King. This is considered a meritorious service.

This group of demons gathered like this.

Among the more than a dozen high-level demons who rushed over at this moment, one had a stronger firelight than the other demons, but he did not rush to the front, but landed a little later.

He is the leader of this group of demons, and he is the one who gathered this group of rabble, trying to rectify them into a cannon fodder army that can make up the number, and then go to the Simmonli Demon King.

Well, it's a sage-type demon that isn't very common in hell.

Watching a group of high-level demons rush over, Panda smiled.

"That's what it's supposed to be interesting!" he said.

As he spoke, he bowed, pushed his sword, and drew his sword.

The holy long sword was pulled out from the scabbard that was pushed horizontally, and it was a sweep. The golden light swayed out like a crescent moon, and along with the shrill wind, it grew louder and louder. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a golden arc with a diameter of more than 20 meters, meeting the burning ember demons that rushed over.

The demons naturally saw the oncoming arc, and they roared, sending violent flames with their fists and mouths, trying to break the arc away.

But to no avail.

The sound of broken limbs connected together, and the bodies of the demons were cut off by the arc light, and they let out shrill screams.

Of course, it is impossible to accurately estimate the boring question of "cutting it beautifully". Most of the demons who have been cut off are not even dead. The two halves were put together—in this case, they might still survive.

However, the golden light attached to the wound made their efforts all in vain.

No matter how you put it together, there is no way for a broken body to heal again. Even if the wound is partially cut off, the golden light will continue to appear on the new wound, such as maggots attached to the bone.

The demons screamed and cursed, but everything was in vain.

After a while, their screams and scolding gradually subsided. These demons born from magma and poisonous fire finally extinguished the never-extinguishing flames on their bodies and turned into black stones.

With just one sword, the panda almost killed these high-level demons completely.

The reason why I say "almost" is because there is still one survivor.

Among all the high-level demons greeted by the golden arc, only the last leader survived. On the one hand, it falls behind, and when the arc reaches the front, its power has already declined; on the other hand, it is indeed stronger, much stronger than other kin.

Therefore, when it was hit by the arc light, not only was it not chopped into two sections like other clansmen, but instead condensed all of its strength and made a blow to dissipate the arc light that rushed in front of it.

In a golden light, it became the only survivor.

One blow dissipated the oncoming golden arc, and the spirit of the demon was greatly lifted. The breath on its body suddenly rose up, like boiling magma, and black smoke billowed upwards.

"I feel it!" it yelled excitedly, "This... this is the power of hell!"

"I understand! I understand! It turns out that the power of **** should be used like this!"

"With this power, I'm no longer a dispensable cannon fodder, I want to become a strong man known throughout hell! No, I want to become a demon king, I'm going to challenge Andumari, who is ranked 72nd, Take the title of 'thief' and become a new generation of demon kings!"

"No! That's not enough! I have to keep fighting and keep moving up! The 72nd place is not my end, it's just the beginning! I have to keep accumulating strength, keep getting stronger, and keep challenging higher-ranking Demon Kings!"

"Sooner or later, I will step on the apex of the whole **** and become one of the seven 'kings'!"

"That's not enough! I want to become the king of kings, the unique supreme leader in the entire hell, and even accomplish what no king can accomplish, sweep heaven, unify all the worlds, and become the true king of the world!"

"I want--"

With a dull roar, its voice stopped abruptly.

The gust of wind dissipated, and the panda who charged with the gust of wind stood beside the headless corpse that fell to the ground, watching the corpse slowly turn into a black stone that was no different from the rest of the Cinder Demon corpses, and sighed deeply.

"I thought you might be a good opponent, but it seems I was wrong."