"Listen to my orders!
The 24th, 16th and 47th Corps immediately retreated slowly!
You damn bastards are pushing too far!
Don’t you see that those enemies are beginning to show signs of collapse?
Our task is not to completely defeat them, but to keep them on this battlefield and consume them continuously!
Don’t think I don’t know that the reason why you greedy guys rush forward is to kill each other and plunder more souls!
Take a long-term view!
This war has just begun!
There are still billions of planets with intelligent life in this universe waiting for us to conquer!
So whoever dares to disobey orders again, I will throw him directly back to the Hell Trial Hall to receive the punishment of downgrade!"
Accompanied by the anguished roar of the Hell Fiend General, the large group on the front line looked like wolves and tigers one second, as if they were going to eat the demons of the Burning Legion alive, and then reluctantly began to retreat in an orderly manner the next second.
Similar situations occur frequently on almost all fronts where the devil is responsible.
Whether they are devils who are seeking promotion and obtaining souls, or adventurers, businessmen, or mercenaries who are seeking bounties and improving their status in the huge cyberpunk city, they are all excited by the huge benefits at this moment.
red.
You must know that the souls of the demons of the Burning Legion can emit the highest quality colors of red with black and black with purple under the effect of camp detection spells.
Most of them can survive at least dozens of hours in the energy-extracting torture chamber, otherwise it would be impossible to squeeze out all the energy.
Most souls of mortals from the evil camp usually enter the torture chamber for at least half an hour, ten minutes, or as long as three to five hours.
Therefore, the energy that one demon soul can squeeze out can be compared to the souls of at least a dozen mortals.
Moreover, when the body left behind after the death of the soul is thrown into the incubation pit, a new species that is slightly higher than the level of the lemure but slightly lower than the level of the imp will be hatched directly.
Without exception, they possess quite good magical talents and melee combat abilities, making them the ideal consumables and cannon fodder in large-scale wars.
In addition, the souls of high-level demons such as the Doom Guards, Eredar, Shivara, Fel Lord, Dread Lord, Abyss Lord, etc. also brought more than a dozen new devil forms and forms to Baator Hell.
Promotion method.
Anyone who joins the expeditionary force can obtain one hundred gold coins or one-tenth ownership of the soul of an imp as long as they successfully capture the soul of the lowest-level imp.
The former is easy to understand, as it is specially prepared for those mortal adventurers and mercenaries who work hard for money.
They often make money to buy more weapons, equipment, medicines, and technological products in the cyberpunk city, or to enjoy the ultimate sensory stimulation and services in various entertainment venues that make people forget to leave.
As for the soul rewards, they are obviously prepared for the devils.
As long as the souls of ten imps are captured, the devil can not only fully obtain the energy extracted from a complete soul, but also obtain the low-level devils hatched from the body after the death of the soul.
The former can be promoted to a certain level if accumulated to a certain level, while the latter means that one can get a subordinate who will completely obey one's orders.
No matter which one, it is an irresistible temptation for the devil in hell.
Don't look at it as 19 points. As a soldier on the front line licking blood at the edge of a knife, you can only get a tenth of it, but this can be considered an unprecedented generosity in hell.
As the lowest level devil with complete personality and wisdom, he can often only get one-thirtieth to one-fiftieth of the share from various contracts.
And often they don't even have the opportunity to go out and do this kind of job that can lure mortals into depravity.
Either they will be thrown to the front lines of bloody battles as cannon fodder and be devoured by endless demons as filler babies, or they will work hard all day long without any reward or future.
But now, they can kill those Burning Legion imps whose strength is slightly lower than themselves through battle, and capture and imprison their souls to gain rapid promotion.
How generous and kind this is!
All low-level devils who were lucky enough to participate in this expedition were grateful to Zuo Si from the bottom of their hearts, and even had infinite admiration and worship for him.
Because since the nine levels of Baator Hell formed a stable scale, they have almost never expanded outwards.
The only thing all low-level devils who want to climb up can do is to involute like crazy.
They must do their best to please their bosses, complete every task with excellence, and be wary of colleagues' plots until they can get through and sign a promotion document with legal effect.
This often takes more than ten years, decades or even hundreds of years.
But now?
You only need to rush forward to kill the opponent at the risk of being killed and returned to hell to be resurrected, and then use gems or crystal prisms to seal the soul of the enemy who is trying to escape.
Therefore, in the eyes of the devil, the Burning Legion demons in front of him are not simply enemies at all, but a group of walking meritorious deeds. They are the only chance for him to improve his level and obtain more power, status, and strength.
Under such naked temptation, they would not risk their lives to escape the ghost.
What's more, on the battlefield of Mount Hyjal right now, he is the one with the overwhelming advantage. If he doesn't make more money now, it will be later.
In order to restrain these subordinates who become a little crazy in the face of huge interests, senior devils must often stop their overly aggressive risk-taking behaviors.
In contrast, the demon legions and New Phyrexia forces that had been perfected by Shimmering Oil did not have such troubles and showed near-perfect obedience.
In particular, several demon judges are frantically plundering the "parts" they want from the demons of the Burning Legion to strengthen themselves.
Whether it is the heart flowing with amazing evil energy, or the wings, limbs and other organs containing energy of demons, they are all the most popular things.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Even those mutilated corpses that have lost their souls will be deconstructed and reassembled by Shimmering Oil, turning into various forms. Even the Burning Legion themselves will see it.
Everyone will feel the creepy suture monster.
At present, in the small Mount Hyjal, there is a crazy battle. The two sides fighting have expanded from the initial number of only a few million to a huge army with units of hundreds of millions.
Among them, the Burning Legion built a huge military fortress near the portal. Thousands of fel cannons and other defensive buildings were densely arranged around it, like a curled up hedgehog.
Zuo Si's side is no less impressive. Not only are there electromagnetic guns, magic heavy artillery and other long-range firepower that bombard day and night, but there are also a large number of air units constantly cruising above the enemy's positions.
Under the leadership of Onixiz, the infernal dragon that covers the sky will often cooperate with ground troops to launch dives, tilting flames, frost, lightning and acid onto the enemy's heads, causing devastating blows to local battlefields.
Although each dive will result in the loss of some troops due to the interception of the defense and control network formed by fel artillery, it is obviously worth it.
According to the report sent by the Succubus Queen Mecantheut, it is not difficult to see that the astonishing benefits brought by this expedition so far far exceed the expenditure.
Therefore, as long as we can ensure that demon souls are captured in large numbers before escaping back to the Twisting Nether, this war can continue in a positive economic cycle.
Jinji Tasha, the blue demon judge who is keen on collecting knowledge and technology research and development, is now in uncontrollable ecstasy. He spends every day studying the captured magic mechas, communication devices, the Spire of Sorrow, and the hellfire chariot that sprays hellfire.
, Soul Engine and a series of other creations are analyzed, researched and improved, and then applied to improve the overall strength of New Phyrexia.
Relying on the terrifying infective ability of Shimmering Oil, thousands of Morg craftsmen and Garganu industries who originally served the Burning Legion were completed and began to manufacture and improve various war machines for New Phyrexia.
"Jinji Tasha, the war machines you gave me last time have all been consumed during the attack. I need more replenishments."
The green demon judge Fulinkai dragged his body, which was even larger and heavier than before, and was covered with a hard magic alloy shell, to the blue faction's camp, and he impatiently proposed to the technical responsibilities of the entire New Phyrexia.
Require.
Affected by the green mana, he has a wild nature, and now he has completely developed and evolved in the direction of "Mechanical Greymon".
In terms of height and size, it has completely surpassed the largest model of magic mecha built by the Burning Legion.
To be precise, the bastard shell on Fulinkai's body was dismantled and transformed from a destroyed magic mecha.
So every time he lifted his foot and dropped it, there would be violent vibrations in the ground around him.
Units that are too small may even feel like an earthquake, causing them to lose their balance and fall to the ground.
Thanks to the efforts of blue faction researchers, at least six fel cannons are installed on the shoulders and back. By mixing the energy of the scintillating oil engine and the fel engine, they can launch ultra-high-temperature fireballs that are more powerful than the original version.
At this moment, Fulinkai is like a mobile war fortress, and his moving speed is not much slower than before. Any enemy who encounters him on the battlefield will feel despair from the bottom of his heart.
Because any attack hitting this behemoth is unlikely to cause too obvious damage.
"What? All used up again? Damn it! Didn't I tell you to use it sparingly?"
Jinji Tasha, who was busy dismantling a mechanical device that looked very dilapidated, suddenly raised his head, his tone revealing strong dissatisfaction.
As a typical technical geek, what he hates most is being disturbed by other things while doing research and experiments.
What's more, the Green Goblin's war machine consumption is almost twice that of other factions.
But Fulinkai replied nonchalantly: "It's not my fault that I am wasting up quickly. I face the largest number of enemies and the strongest defenses. Attacking will naturally have to pay a certain price. What's more, I will give it back to you.
Brought a gift."
As he spoke, he moved slightly to the side, revealing the prisoner behind him who was tightly bound by metal shackles.
"A living abyss lord?!"
To be continued...