Six Hundred and Eleven, the Gap Is so Big

Inside the ruins of the castle, the sound of gunfire was continuous, almost like a storm. The bullets of mortals are so dense that even the gods will be plagued by severe lag.

The dense bullets hit the thick magical defense barrier, leaving a trace like rain hitting duckweed on it. Sparks splashed everywhere. Saruks fought back with fireballs behind the magic circle with difficulty like a tide. the same human.

The numerical advantage of the demon troops is no longer there, and the current Prince Saruks must face the huge crowd of enemies.

"Boom!" A large fireball slammed into a human tank, hit the magical defense barrier above, and shattered into a flame.

Because the focus is on defense, Sarux has no way to use more powerful magic, he can only use this simple magic to consume human heavy weapons and equipment.

Of course, there is no way for humans to make any progress in attacking until Prince Sarux runs out of magic. After all, he was a demon prince, a much tougher character than a demon general.

"Boom!" The attacked T-72 tank did not show weakness. At the moment when the flames dissipated, a powerful armor-piercing projectile shot out of the barrel, and instantly hit the magic defense barrier of Prince Salux. superior.

The almost unstoppable speed pierced through several defensive barriers in front of Prince Saruks, and finally stopped outside the last magical defensive barrier.

Prince Salux is also accurately calculating the actual power of the armor-piercing projectile. In fact, he was just pierced by the armor-piercing projectile, and his arm was scratched by the terrible armor-piercing projectile.

After seeing the power of that terrifying armor-piercing projectile, he increased his defenses and was always on the lookout for fighter jets diving overhead.

It's not that he didn't want to fly up to kill those annoying aircraft, but he was worried about the individual anti-aircraft missiles of the surrounding humans. Once he jumped high, those anti-aircraft missiles would follow.

Humans have already possessed such a powerful force before they know it, they can stop a powerful magician from advancing, or even suppress the opponent, making the opponent overwhelmed.

"Fireball!" Sarooks used magic again, and a row of fireballs lit up behind him. After these fireballs were condensed and formed, they immediately rushed to the distant human target.

"Boom!" One of the fireballs hit an armored vehicle, shattering the magic defense barrier in front of the armored vehicle.

However, after these flames hit the thick steel plate of the armored vehicle, it shattered into a piece of sparks, but did not cause any damage to the armored vehicle.

On the other hand, the fireball technique that hit the T-72 tank once again did not have any effect - the opponent's heavy armor successfully blocked Sarux's fireball technique!

"Boom!" A cannonball landed next to Prince Saruks, the shock wave tore the surrounding air, and the thick magical defense barriers shattered one after another. After all, these defense barriers have persisted for a long time.

This is a 155mm howitzer, which Prince Saluks can hear by listening to the sound. The shells of this kind of artillery have magic crystals in them. After they explode, their ability to destroy magic defenses is quite powerful.

Almost exactly as Salux expected, after the first shell fell, more shells of the same type followed!

This is a human artillery battalion rushed to the vicinity! Their ability to pour cannonballs, Prince Saroox has learned many times.

Often within a few breaths, the other party can fire again, and the dense cannonballs can destroy any marching phalanx of demon troops.

"Isn't it! Don't you have a real hero, fight me to the death?" Standing in the fire, Saruks' shouts were distorted by the explosion, as desolate as the leaves in the autumn wind.

There was no answer to his words, for those Alan Hill soldiers on the front line,

Still relying on bunkers such as armored vehicles, he kept pouring ammunition at Sarux.

Although the bullets of the AK-47 assault rifle could not penetrate the magical defense barrier, the dense rain of bullets also weakened the space for Saruks to move.

The distance between the two sides is only less than 200 meters, but this distance has become an insurmountable moat for Saruks.

From time to time, Alan Hill soldiers with rockets came forward and fired, as if they didn't want money, and poured the ammunition onto the lit magic circle over there.

It was a depressing battle, at least that's how Saroox felt. He stood there hoping to have an upright fight with people, but in the end he was surrounded by a group of ants and devoured, and even fighting back was extremely difficult.

When had he been so frustrated? If it were placed two years ago, he would have been angry and furious!

But now, having been smoothed out by successive failures, he felt helpless and bitter in his heart.

"Me! Saruks! I want to kill all of you ants! Kill!" He took a few steps forward with difficulty, and roared like a beast against those damn cannonballs.

However, what greeted him roaring was several fireballs flying from the opposite defensive position.

These fireballs are more fiery and condensed than the fireballs used by Prince Salux, because the magicians who use fireballs do not need to maintain a defensive state at the same time. Therefore, they can concentrate on attacking, and their power will naturally be stronger.

Several large-scale fireballs slammed into Prince Sarux's magical defense barrier, not only consuming his magic, but also obscuring Prince Sarux's sight.

He couldn't aim accurately, and while barely maintaining the defensive magic circle around him, he had to shift his position again.

However, the bomb from the plane in the sky and the continuous artillery fire on the ground made his maneuvering extremely difficult.

Before he could gain a firm foothold, the attack came after him again. He struggled to get rid of a round of artillery fire, and was covered by the rockets pouring down from the sky.

"There are more and more magicians..." While parrying all kinds of attacks, Saruks kept thinking about how the opponent would gather such forces. He knew that he was probably doomed, but he still wanted to die!

"Wait a while and get injured, but also use energy pouring to open a gap! Then kill as many magicians as possible..." He was thinking about what kind of means to use to break the human encirclement.

The main reason why he didn't rush to escape was that he wanted to make a scene here, kill as many pursuers as possible, and then walk away to create some psychological shadows for the human troops.

But what he never expected was that the attack intensity of humans was much stronger than he expected. Moreover, the speed at which the magicians gathered was several times faster than he imagined!

At this moment, he didn't know, not only the nearby magicians gathered, but also many super god puppets, and began to prepare to use all kinds of attack magic on him.

Suddenly, an ice pick flew over. It hit the magic defense barrier of Prince Salux. That huge kinetic energy consumed most of the barrier magic energy at once.

In an instant, several magical defense barriers collapsed, and at the same time, Prince Sarux's armor was also hit by many bullets, and black blood spattered. Just where he stood.

At this moment, he found that the human who fired at him had stopped, he raised his head, and in the smoke of the gunpowder, stood a burly man.

The man was wearing golden armor shrouded in smoky air, and his muscles looked as strong as a mountain.

He stepped forward step by step, moving his neck as he walked. He walked in front of Saruks like this, and finally looked down at this well-proportioned and handsome demon prince.

"Your eldest brother Sarumius is dead..." The burly man said in a cold tone: "In my agreement with Chris... your life belongs to me." After the man finished speaking, he introduced himself: "I am Dragon Emperor Albert!"

"Dragon Emperor!" Saruks subconsciously wanted to take two steps back, even if there were thousands of troops standing behind him, he had to be extra careful when facing this man.

All of his, the first prince of the devil, Sarumius, did not dare to show his face easily when facing this opponent.

Now, this strong legend called the Dragon Emperor is standing in front of him like this, with an irresistible aura, his eyes are sharp and condescending.

After hearing that the Dragon Emperor introduced himself, he continued to say, "Aren't you looking for someone to compete with? I'll be your opponent..."

Saruks gritted his teeth, his expression distorted. A magic circle lit up on his fist, and he used all his strength to slam into the Dragon Emperor's chest.

"Go to hell!" He cheered for himself loudly, and the magic that could almost shatter a mountain was condensed on his fist, which was his usual trick when fighting hand to hand.

However, he saw a big hand meet his fist, as if his fist slammed into the other's palm. In just an instant, the opponent's hand squeezed his fist in his hand as if pinching his girlfriend's wrist.

To put it lightly... I don't know why, such a word appeared in Prince Salux's mind.

Then, he felt the world spinning. Because he was picked up by the Dragon Emperor with one hand, he fell to the ground like a dead dog.

Immediately afterwards, a dirty sole stepped on the bridge of his nose, weighing a thousand pounds. He wanted to shout, but he didn't even have a chance to make a sound, so he was stomped into the dust by that big foot.

"It turns out... the gap... is so big..." At this moment, Saruks thought sadly about such a sentence...

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