Chapter 43 The man sitting on the shoulders of the devil
A huge demonic roar came from the distance.
Following this roar, the ninth-level demon rushing at the front stopped less than twenty meters away from the gate of the guard tower as if it had heard some order. The ferocious look on its face disappeared, and there was no trace of it.
Roaring again. Turning his head to look in the direction of the sound, his eyes were full of confusion and confusion.
And the dozens of demons that followed it out of the dust mist were no exception. They stopped one after another, some looked at each other, and some had dull eyes. From charging at full speed ferociously to stopping in a daze, it was as if they were possessed by an evil spirit.
The changes make them look particularly ridiculous.
The mercenaries had already rushed to the gate, but the expected position to meet the enemy was empty. The nearest demon was still ten meters away.
"What's going on?"
Just when the mercenaries were confused, they discovered that the demons turned around and left.
The sand and dust blown by the strong wind were still filling the air, but in the blink of an eye, the demon who was supposed to rush forward to fight to the death was only a vague figure.
At this time, the demonic roar like the roaring mountains and the tsunami had disappeared, and the footsteps that shook the earth were no longer there. All that everyone could hear was a rustling sound, getting farther and farther away. A gust of wind blew.
, in front of the guard tower, it was as quiet as the early morning in the monastery.
The mercenaries were all a little confused.
Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, and for a moment we were all at a loss.
The suicide note has been written, and this battle is also determined to death. From the attack position in the lobby on the first floor of the guard tower to the door, it is only a few dozen meters. Everyone rushed up with murderous intent, holding back their full breath to fight for their lives.
But I didn't expect it to be such a result.
"Everyone, be careful." In the silence, Franco, who was lying on the ground listening to the sound, suddenly said, "They haven't retreated far."
The mercenaries became nervous again. Everyone held the weapons in their hands and looked at the surging dust and smoke, feeling that their palms were full of sweat.
"When will these damn demons play tactics again?" Lacios muttered.
"Charging over and then retreating." Tu Su glared at him, "This is considered a tactic."
"Why doesn't it count? The so-called rush..." Lacios was about to argue, but Larry on the side said, "Shhh. Look, what is that?"
The diffuse dust and smoke are slowly dissipating.
Following a huge pressure, a huge red figure appeared in the field of vision.
The dust and smoke dissipated faster and faster, and the figure became clearer and clearer. When the mercenaries saw its appearance clearly, everyone just felt a buzzing in their minds.
It's that level 12 demon!
It's back.
The mercenaries looked ashen. They watched this demon pass through the demon group like a noble king, and watched countless demons separate like the tide in front of it.
The demons in the sky descended, and the demons on the ground crawled to the ground in fear. Looking around, you could see large swathes of demons like rice fields blown by the wind, and at the same time they were a lot shorter. That scene, that scene, was incomparable.
Spectacular. It gives people an indescribable shock.
The last remaining fantasy in my heart was finally shattered by reality.
The appearance of this red devil means that Leo is in danger, and it also means that everyone has no chance to fight in the end.
Seeing this terrifying level 12 demon getting closer and closer, the mercenaries gritted their teeth and tightened their weapons.
The uncontrollable grief and anger burned in my chest like a flame.
"We fought it!"
"Yes! Let's fight! It's just death!"
Everyone knew that by this time, it was completely meaningless to hold on to the gate. Instead of waiting to be overwhelmed by this twelfth-level demon, it was better to take the initiative to launch a charge.
It's the same death, but this way of dying is at least more pleasant!
However, just when the mercenaries were excited and some could not help but rush forward, suddenly, a sharp-eyed mercenary shouted.
"Wait... look, what is that?"
Following the mercenary's fingers, everyone discovered that there seemed to be something on the shoulders of the huge red demon. Because of the distance and the dust and fog, everyone couldn't see it very clearly. But as it approached, everyone suddenly realized
I found that it seemed to be the outline of a person.
A man sitting on the shoulders of the devil?!
A pair of eyes slowly opened wide and rounded. Their eyes were full of disbelief.
Roy sat on Banksar's shoulder and looked at the mercenaries in front of him with a smile.
Because he was afraid of being too shocking, he asked Star King to take the three bone dragons to temporarily avoid it. While he and Banksal returned to the guard tower to solve the crisis here.
As the commander of this demon army, and also the only level 12 demon here, Banksar’s dominance over the demons is absolute. The overwhelming demon army rushing towards the guard tower is a huge threat to hundreds of mercenaries.
It was a disaster. But to Banksal, it was just an order.
Looking at the pair of eyes in front of him that were full of surprise, disbelief, and even filled with tears, Roy felt indescribably happy and thankful in his heart.
Whether it is the difficult passage through the magic tower, or the life-and-death fights that pass the god of death again and again in the Death Garden... My own efforts can bring about the current ending, and can bring about this life that is still full of vitality and freshness.
The lively, excited and joyful face is all in vain!
"Leo..." Landero walked out of the crowd, surprised, but also a little wary of Banksal.
Roy jumped off Banksar's shoulder, waved his hand, and Banksar stepped aside respectfully.
"Captain, it's over." Roy said to Landero, "We can go back."
The mercenaries looked at Roy blankly, their heartbeats accelerating little by little with his voice. The blood in their bodies gradually began to boil.
"Really?" Olivia's voice was trembling.
Roy nodded and said: "Really." After saying that, he turned to Banksar and gestured: "Banksar, let all your men leave."
Banksal saluted respectfully: "I obey your wishes, my master."
It turned its head and let out a series of rapid roars at tens of thousands of demons. After a moment of commotion, the demons began to retreat. First the low-level demons on the periphery, and then the middle-to-high-level demons in the center. Teams, groups, like
Like a herd of migrating antelopes, they dispersed into the dim night in the distance.
When the last demon left, the mercenaries finally confirmed that this was not a dream.
With a clang, the sword in the hand of a mercenary fell to the ground. Then, cheers rose into the sky. Everyone jumped up and rushed towards Roy crazily... WeChat public account tao0202 .
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