The ambitious high priest of Ates.

In this way, he appeared in everyone's sight, leading the three thousand demon army that he had resurrected.

His arrogant voice came from afar, making people feel particularly harsh!

The lunar eclipse slowly receded and was replaced by a bright moon hanging in the sky.

The soft light shone down, reflecting the extremely pale faces in front of them but with a strong murderous intent.

"The demon army is finally resurrected!"

Gru took a deep breath.

There was an indescribable emotion in his expression.

The three thousand people in front of them are all warriors who have made contributions to the desert country in the past.

But now, it has become a tool for Artes to fight for power!

It made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

The hatred towards Artus in my heart has become even more intense.

"Gru, do you still want to compete with me now?"

Artus's voice came again from the other side.

The black cloak on his body seemed to blend his entire body into it, making it impossible to see his expression.

Just the eerie sound makes people feel a strong eerie aura.

"For your father's sake, I don't want to kill them all!"

"As long as you withdraw from the competition and let me become the next pharaoh of the desert country, then I can spare your life!"

Artus' confident voice came.

"Ats, don't have such wishful thinking! Even if it were you, I wouldn't let you, a thief like you, succeed!"

Gru clenched his fists and looked at the other side with extremely angry eyes.

"Haha! You are seeking death on your own, so go ahead and do it!"

"You are not the Pharaoh yet, so you cannot obtain the Pharaoh's inheritance."

"Besides, I still have a demon army of three thousand people under my command. I want to see what you can do against me!"

Artus laughed wildly.

The desert country has its own unique heritage.

Once he succeeds to the throne of Pharaoh, he will have an extremely powerful power of faith.

But Gru is still just His Highness and has not yet ascended the throne.

Because now, he cannot obtain the inherited ability of previous pharaohs.

But Atlas is different.

He was originally the high priest of the desert kingdom.

He carries the inheritance of the faith of the high priest of the desert country.

Compare the two sides and decide the outcome.

"Okay, now that you've finished chattering, can we start the fight?"

6 Tianlong really couldn't stand a fool like Artus, so he beat him as hard as he could, insisting that this place was a mess.

Just want to show off your power?

"Looking for death! Lu Tianlong, don't worry, all of you will die here for me today!"

"Moreover, I will lead a demon army of three thousand people to your China. When the time comes..."

"Shut your stinky mouth!"

6 Tianlong interrupted him with a cold smile.

With a wave of his hand, Wen Tianhao and others behind him suddenly erupted with a burst of terrifying energy.

"etc!"

Next to him, Gru suddenly spoke, interrupting Liu Tianlong's order to attack.

"Tianlong, no matter what, this is my devil."

"This matter involves some issues between us."

"So, can you let me understand some grudges with this Artus first?"

Gru turned to look at Lu Tianlong and spoke seriously.

His father, the old Pharaoh, is still in the hands of Ates.

Three thousand warriors from the desert country were refined into demons by this bastard.

Ates also ambitiously wanted to steal the country.

Both emotionally and rationally, the hatred between Gru and him was naturally the deepest.

"good!"

6 Tianlong nodded almost without hesitation.

At the same time, he took a step back and stood as a bystander.

"The warriors of the desert country go to war!"

Gru took a step forward, raised his chest, and suddenly shouted loudly.

"boom!"

All around, a team of thousands of people suddenly appeared.

All wore military uniforms unique to the desert country.

Judging from the appearance, it should be the force that His Highness Gru has secretly controlled over the years.

Moreover, these people are burly and have firm faces, and each one of them is a tough-minded man.

They must be the elites chosen by Gru for this day!

"Kill me!"

There was no nonsense. Gru's eyes widened in anger. He said these three words, and the thousands of troops roared in unison and rushed towards the demon army.

"Things that don't overestimate their own capabilities!"

"You think these people alone can resist my demon army?"

"Divide into three columns, General Zuo will lead the attack!"

A sinister smile flashed across Artus's face.

Make a cold sound.

The demon army that originally numbered three thousand people suddenly transformed into three teams on the left, center and right.

Each team has a thousand people, and one person stands in front of each team, full of evil spirits.

"I didn't expect these demon legions to know how to queue and form!"

Lu Tianlong, who was watching the battle from behind, frowned slightly.

The three demon legions on the left, center and right are led by a demon general who only appears once in a thousand.

According to Artus' current meaning, they are respectively the left general, the middle general and the right general.

I saw the left general waving coldly, and thousands of people behind him turned around. The death sickle in his hand was turned over, glowing with a little cold light under the moonlight.

Head directly towards Gru's thousand-man army!

Confrontation between the two sides!

Let’s fight together!

The sound of killing shook the sky!

Thousands of people versus thousands of people, it was originally an evenly matched battle.

But when the two sides first came into contact, Gru's defeat suddenly became apparent!

These thousand people are elites, all carefully selected by Gru.

Every one of them is a strong fighter.

But these demon soldiers of Artes are a group of monsters.

Although their IQs are almost zero, they possess extremely powerful fighting abilities.

Two thousand people are entangled together, covering almost the entire desert.

Angry shouts, curses, and screams.
To be continued...