Six Hundred and Eleven, the Gap Is so Big

In the ruins of the castle, gunshots continued, like a storm. The bullets of mortals are so concentrated that even the god of law will be troubled by serious lag.

The dense bullets hit the thick magic defense barrier, leaving a trace like rain on duckweed, splashing sparks everywhere, and Saruks fought back with fireballs like a tide behind the magic circle. same human.

The numerical advantage of the demon army was no longer there, and now Prince Saruks had to face the huge crowd of enemies.

"Boom!" A big fireball crashed into a human tank, hit the magic defense barrier above, and shattered into flames.

Because the focus was on defense, Sarukus had no way to use more powerful magic. He could only use this simple magic to consume human heavy weapons and equipment.

Of course, the human side has no way to make any attack progress until Prince Saroux runs out of mana. After all, he was a demon prince, a much more difficult character than the demon general.

"Boom!" The T-72 tank under attack did not show any weakness. The moment the flames dissipated, a powerful armor-piercing projectile shot out of the barrel, and instantly hit Prince Saroux's magic defense barrier. superior.

That almost unstoppable speed pierced through several defensive barriers in front of Prince Saroux, and finally stopped outside the last magic defensive barrier.

Prince Saroux was also accurately calculating the actual power of the armor-piercing bullet. In fact, he was pierced through the defense by the armor-piercing bullet just now, and his arm was also scratched by the terrible armor-piercing bullet.

After seeing the power of that terrible armor-piercing bullet, he increased his defense and was always on guard against the fighter jets swooping down from above his head.

It's not that he doesn't want to fly up to kill those annoying aircraft, but what he's worried about is the individual anti-aircraft missiles of the surrounding humans. Once he jumps high, those anti-aircraft missiles will follow one after another.

Humans have already possessed such a powerful force without knowing it, they can stop a powerful magician from advancing, and even suppress the other party, making the other party tired of coping.

"Fireball!" Saroux used magic again, and a row of fireballs lit up behind him. After these fireballs also condensed and formed, they immediately rushed towards the human target in the distance.

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

but,

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

On the other side, it hit the T-72 tank's fireball technique again, but it didn't have any effect—the opponent's thick armor successfully blocked Saruks' fireball technique!

"Boom!" A shell landed beside Prince Saroux, the shock wave tore the surrounding air, and the thick magic defense barriers were broken one after another. After all, these defense barriers have persisted for a long time.

This is a 155mm caliber howitzer, and Prince Saroux can hear it from the sound. There are magic crystals in the shells of this kind of artillery. After exploding, the ability to destroy the magic defense is quite powerful.

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

This is a battalion of human artillery rushing to the vicinity! Their ability to pour cannonballs, Prince Saroux has experienced many times.

Often within a few breaths, the opponent can fire again, and the dense shells can destroy any marching demon army phalanx.

"Could it be! Don't you have any real braves to fight to the death with me?" Standing in the artillery fire, Saruks' cry was distorted by the explosion, as bleak as a leaf in the autumn wind.

No one answered his words, because those Alan Hill soldiers on the front line were still relying on armored vehicles and other bunkers, and kept pouring ammunition at Saruks.

Although the bullets from the AK-47 assault rifle couldn't penetrate the magic defense barrier, the dense rain of bullets also weakened Saruks' room for maneuvering.

The distance between the two sides was less than 200 meters, but this distance became an insurmountable moat for Saruks.

From time to time, Alan Hill soldiers carrying rockets stepped forward and fired, as if they didn't want money, pouring the ammunition onto the magic circle that was lit over there.

This is a depressing battle, at least that's how Saruks felt. He stood there hoping to have a fair fight with others, but in the end he was surrounded by a group of ants, and it was extremely difficult to fight back.

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

But now, he, who has been smoothed by successive failures, feels helpless and bitter in his heart.

"I! Sarukus! I will kill all of you ants! Kill them!" He took a few steps forward with difficulty, facing those damn shells, and roared like a beast.

However, what greeted him with a roar were several fireballs flying over from the opposite defensive position.

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

Several large fireballs hit Prince Saroux's magical defense barrier, not only consuming his magic power, but also blocking Prince Saroux's sight.

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

However, the bombs from the plane in the sky and the continuous artillery fire on the ground made it extremely difficult for him to move around.

Before he could get a firm foothold, another attack followed him. He tried his best to get rid of a round of artillery fire, but was covered by rockets pouring down from the sky.

"There are more and more magicians..." While parrying all kinds of attacks, Sarukus was also constantly thinking about the opponent's gathering of such troops. He knew that he might be doomed, but he still wanted to struggle to the death!

"Wait until you 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 he would use to break the encirclement of human beings.

The main reason why he didn't run away in a hurry was that he wanted to make a big fuss here, kill as many pursuers as possible, and then walk away, creating some psychological shadows for the human troops.

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

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

Suddenly, a cone of ice flew over. It hit Prince Saroux's magical defense barrier. 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 Saroux's armor was also hit by many bullets, and black blood splashed out. Prince Saroux staggered a few steps and retreated to the Just where he was standing.

At this moment, he found that the humans who were firing at him stopped. He raised his head, and there was a burly man standing among the dissipated gunpowder smoke.

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

He walked forward step by step, moving his neck while walking. In this way, he walked in front of Saruks, and finally looked down at this well-proportioned and handsome demon prince.

"Your elder brother Sarumus 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 the 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 him, the first prince of the devil, Saru Muse, did not dare to show his face easily when facing this opponent.

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

After hearing the Dragon Emperor's self-introduction, he continued to speak: "Aren't you looking for someone to compete with? I will be your opponent..."

Saruks gritted his teeth, his expression twisted. A magic circle lit up on his fist, and he slammed into the Dragon Emperor's chest with all his strength.

"Go to hell!" He cheered himself up loudly, the magic that could almost smash a mountain was condensed on the front of his fist, which was his usual tactic in hand-to-hand combat.

However, he saw a large hand meet his fist, as if his fist had smashed into the opponent's palm. For just a moment, the opponent's hand squeezed his fist into his hand as if pinching his girlfriend's wrist.

An understatement... I don't know why, such a word came to Prince Saroux's mind.

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

Immediately afterwards, a dirty sole stepped on the bridge of his nose, as heavy as a thousand pounds. He wanted to yell, but before he even had a chance to make a sound, he was trampled into the dust by that big foot.

"It turns out...the gap...is so big..." At this moment, Sa Lukes was thinking of such a sentence sadly in his heart...

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