Chapter 203 The Decision of the Demon Race (2 in 1)

Hada, who came to the gate of the demon world, waved away several demon guards around him, and stood in front of the gate of the demon world, choosing a position that was convenient for timely evacuation, then turned his head, looked into the distance and was already caught in the flames of war camp.

The giant dragon in the sky was still raging endlessly, the black dragon sprinkled endless flames in midair, and its fangs and claws crazily tore at the flying monsters gathered in midair. Under the ravages of the giant dragon, the entire Demon Race formation was trembling!

Compared to just now, the giant dragon is now deeper and flying lower, so Hada can see it more clearly---that is the soul pet of Sequence Two!

After confirming the information, Hada breathed a sigh of relief. In this way, he should not be punished by the military for his escape... Hada thought so, and then looked in another direction.

There, the roar spread far away, and the sound of fighting was endless. However, the sound of fighting had been going on for more than ten minutes, but there was no intention of stopping at all. The situation of the battle can be imagined.

In the entire camp, there is no solution to the enemy at all!

Thinking of this, Hada couldn't bear to think about the fate of this camp, turned around decisively, and went directly into the gate of the demon world.

With Hada's departure, the number of monsters gushing out from the gate of the demon world gradually decreased until they disappeared. Worked.

About three minutes later, Wen Yu in the soul state slowly floated to the gate of the demon world, and frowned slightly as he looked at the gate of the demon world that had lost its use.

It was inevitable that some time was wasted just now in order to adapt to the fighting style under the soul leaving the body. It was not until just now that Wen Yu thought of blocking the gate of the demon world. Now it seems that it is still a step too late.

But this is irrelevant, the number of monsters in the camp is already enough for Wen Yu to digest. What needs to be guarded against now is nothing more than the strong demons who may come to support from the gate of the demon world--not the garbage that just broke the limit, but the really powerful ones.

...

The sky in the Demon Realm is always gray and black. The sky is full of hideous and terrifying cracks, and the entire sky seems to be about to shatter.

Three dim stars hung high in the sky, exuding even dimmer light, and the entire demon world showed a sense of death and dilapidation.

The strong demonic energy rushes towards you, and there seem to be countless granular objects in the air of the entire demonic world. Even with the physique of the demon race, if you take a breath in the demonic world, you will feel a sharp pain in your throat, coupled with the stench of demonic energy ,

Hada, who had just returned to the Demon Realm, immediately frowned.

"It's been a long time, and I'm really not used to it now..."

The good days in Hada's mouth were actually not long - at most, it was about two months.

However, the two months of living on Earth left a deep impression on Hada——there is indeed much better than the Demon Realm!

All kinds of demons around him were still approaching the huge gate of the demon world. Seeing this scene, Hada came back to his senses, and decisively greeted the demons around him who were in charge of guarding the gate of the demon world——as a soldier stationed in India The highest military officer of the base camp, Hada also has a certain status in the demon army.

At least a lot higher than these gatekeepers.

"Seal the gate of the demon world and suspend support to the Indian battlefield!"

Hada's tone was stern, but suspending support is no small matter. Although the guards knew Hada's identity, but such a big matter, one cannot listen to Hada's one-sided words, or that Hada's status is not enough...

"this……"

Seeing the distressed look on the guard's face, Hada's face turned cold, and his tone became even more serious.

"Now there is an accident in the Indian battlefield, and I came back for this matter. Do whatever you are asked to do! Once the big event is delayed, be careful, I will kill your whole family!"

The naked threat is not only the difference in strength and rank, but also the natural racial advantage of the ancient demons over ordinary demons!

The status of the ancient demon clan in the demon world is equivalent to... no, it is the royal family.

The guard squinted his eyes and looked at Hada twice. The huge one-eye on his forehead shone with an unknown light. After a while, the guard looked away and nodded to Hada.

Hada was overjoyed - he had the information about Sequence Two's attack on the demon base camp, and he had just decisively cut off the support to the Indian base camp, saving the lives of countless soldiers, plus his identity as an ancient demon .

There is no great merit, but minor merit can be considered a bit... And these small merits are added together, and if you move around by yourself, maybe you can avoid punishment? Or go any further, it's unknown.

Hada thought happily.

Hada has been monitoring the guards to stop the support troops pouring into the gate of the demon world, and after sealing the gate of the demon world, Hada turned around and walked to the Indian branch of the demon army headquarters farther away---for safety For the sake of convenience, the highest level command post of each war zone of the Demon Race is set up in the Demon Race itself.

...

Hada's speed was extremely fast, and he took out his identity token along the way, and the road to the Supreme Command was unimpeded.

It wasn't until he entered the high command headquarters that Hada slowed down and turned left and right in the complex and dimly lit building. After a while, Hada had arrived at the headquarters.

Standing in front of Nuoda's iron gate, Hada took a deep breath to soothe his mood, and then knocked on the gate cautiously.

"Boom boom boom..."

The fist of the ancient demon touched the steel gate, making muffled noises, coupled with the strange layout of the building, created waves of echoes.

The weird voice made Hada shiver uncontrollably.

"Enter!"

A colder voice sounded from behind the door, Hada swallowed hard, and then opened the door.

Inside the door, it was pitch black, and Hada could vaguely see a majestic ancient demon sitting in front of a square table, approving one document after another.

"Lord Legas."

Hada said so, obviously it was just a simple title, but the voice that came out of Hada's mouth was full of trembling.

"Well, here, please call me Commander."

Legas didn't raise his head, and his lips didn't move, but the majestic voice resounded throughout the room in an instant.

As the words came out, the undisguised ferocity spread in all directions, making Hada's legs go weak...

It's not that Hada is too low, but that Hada understands that every commander in charge of commanding a large area is an eleventh-level detached powerhouse! Although they can't enter the earth at this time period, it is always possible to take charge of all affairs in the war zone in the local area of ​​the demons. It is much stronger than low-level monsters.

"My lord commander..."

Hada changed his name, and Legas nodded in satisfaction, his aura restrained.

"what's up?"

Obviously, he had already thought up his speech, but standing in front of Legas, Hada still stumbled on what he said.

"My...my lord, the Indian battlefield...is lost..."

"Oh!"

Legas simply responded, and then picked up another document from the table.

In a dim environment, or without a trace of light source, an indistinct figure quickly reviews the documents. This kind of scene is strange no matter how you look at it.

Fortunately, with Hada's ability at the peak of the fifth level, the night vision ability has been greatly improved. Hada quickly raised his head, glanced at Legas, and then lowered his head --- from Hada's perspective, Le Gas There was no expression of anger and annoyance on Garth's face.

This is a good thing... At least the Commander didn't directly kill himself.

Hada breathed a sigh of relief.

Until Legas spoke again.

"Sequence Two, right? He unplugged the forward base?"

"Yes, my lord commander."

After two sentences, Hada's tongue became sharper, and he replied immediately.

Then……

"boom!"

There was a crisp explosion, like a clean fart.

However, the result of this loud fart is not very optimistic-I saw Hada's body explode like a balloon. In just a moment, blood splashed, stumps were everywhere, and Hada's flesh and blood spread out, reflecting on the ground. A bright flower.

"The base is gone, why are you still alive..."

Legas sighed deeply, and then, the shadow in the room surged, covering the whole room like a living thing. After a while, when the shadow dissipated, Hada's corpse had disappeared...

clean.

Thoroughly.

...

After finishing a trivial matter, Legas put down the documents at hand and moved his neck slightly.

Sitting for a long time made Legas feel a little uncomfortable-after all, as an eleventh-level detached powerhouse, what he was really good at was not sitting in a room facing documents that were taller than mountains.

After moving his wrist twice, Legas stretched out his scaly fingers and tapped twice on the table.

Following the movements of Legas, the table in front of him suddenly made a slight noise, and in the next second, a light curtain like a projection appeared clearly in front of Legas—a light curtain full of science fiction , complementing Legas' brutal and ferocious face, the painting style is indescribably weird.

Legas is used to it--the demons have captured so many worlds, if they don't have a bit of technological background and can't learn from each other's strengths, isn't it a joke?

Fingers skillfully tapped on the light curtain, and in a short while, Legas had already opened a "software" called "Tactical Conference Room".

"Communication request connection..."

"connection succeeded."

It didn't take a minute, the remote combat conference has been established!

The picture on the light curtain slowly changed. On the original pure white interface, 6 monsters with different appearances clearly appeared - there were ancient monsters, weird monsters like spiders, and even a wretched-looking monster. Black-skinned monster.

But Legas, who knows the details, understands that all the people who can talk to him here are demons of the same level and identity as him--the eleventh-level detached powerhouse, the commander-in-chief of the war zone!

"The Indian battlefield was broken, and it was Sequence Two's hand."

Legas took the lead in explaining the situation.

...

The defeat of a large area did not cause any waves in this conference room.

Just like the defeat in the Huaxia Theater...

Except for Legas, the other six monsters in the conference room were still doing what they were doing and did not take Legas' words.

The scene was a little awkward.

Until the other ancient demon said: "If it's gone, it's gone."

A war zone, to these demons who stand at the top of the demon army, is like garbage, which can be discarded at will.

The ancient demon who spoke was obviously of a different status from Legas. As the ancient demon spoke, the conference room became lively.

The dragon with three heads joked, "Why, Legas, is your heart hurting? Do you need us to comfort you?"

Legas pouted.

The black-skinned monster in the light curtain also put down the document in his hand: "The Indian battlefield is adjacent to the Huaxia theater, which is also an important part of our strategy. First, the China theater, and then the Indian theater. , Legas, you can't do it."

The tone of the words is questionable, but it is more of a kind of ridicule - the seven-headed monsters present all understand that the earth's level shackles have only reached level five, and it doesn't matter at all whether it is a war zone or not in this time period.

Just like in the Xianxia World at the beginning, at the fifth level, the monsters in the Xianxia World can't make any waves at all, and the offensive of the demons will become stronger and harder to resist--- -Until the level shackles are completely broken, at that time, it is the time for the demons to really exert their strength!

However, after losing two large battle zones one after another, Legas is a bit dereliction of duty here. At this moment, Legas, facing the ridicule of the other two monsters, is watching his nose, nose, nose and heart without any explanation.

"All right."

Another ancient demon rescued Legas.

The ancient magic ring looked at the remaining monsters and spoke slowly.

"It doesn't matter if the Indian theater is lost. A theater will be gone if it is gone. Now, Legas, tell us what you think. You connected to our communication, you don't just want to tell us this irrelevant information, right? "

Legas tapped his fingers on the table, and after a long while, he finally spoke.

"I request to open another war zone."

"Well, where?"

The ancient demon asked.

"African Theater."

"Africa?"

Gu Mo raised his eyebrows: "It is true that there is no commander-in-chief there, but the situation in the African continent is very difficult..."

In Africa, mutated beasts are rampant, and the number of mythical beasts is the largest on the earth's land. No matter how you look at it, it is a tough nut to crack!

But Legas has his own ideas: "First of all, there are not many professionals in the African continent. You also know that the combat effectiveness of professionals of the same level is indeed higher than that of mutant beasts. Secondly, the African continent The mutant beasts are completely disorganized. Under the leadership of a few god beasts, the whole of Africa is divided into several groups of mutant beasts. The internal friction between them is also very serious. In the end, I think we should win a war zone first, as our strategy to attack the earth. headquarters."

"Jie Jie Jie Jie, I think you just want to save face!"

The black-skinned monster was a bit at odds with Legas, and at this moment he decisively taunted.

"Yes, I just want to save face!"

Legas nodded directly, losing two consecutive battle zones, and Legas's face was not good.

Following Legas' confession, the entire conference room fell silent-strictly speaking, the fall of the Chinese theater and the Indian theater had nothing to do with Legas.

The deployment of troops in each theater is roughly the same. The seven-headed monsters present, no matter who encounters Sequence Two, will face the same dilemma. What's more, Legas has already surrendered. It's necessary.

"agree!"

The leader, the ancient demon, spoke first.

"Seconded!"

"Seconded!"

The remaining five monsters all agreed.

Legas's face improved a lot, and he said in a serious tone: "This time, I will dispatch the fifth-level elite team secretly cultivated by my subordinates, and I need your help!"

"Can."

It was the ancient demon of the same family who spoke first to support Legas: "I will send three generations of destruction seeds, three generations of plague seeds and three generations of flame seeds!"

"I will support you, one of my juniors, the strongest among the fifth level!" The one who spoke was the eleventh level strongman of the three-headed dragon family.

"I will send an ancient tree of catastrophe..."

"I will support the fifth-level clansmen of your 10 super tribes."

Seeing the six-headed monsters speak one after another, Legas finally breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense expression eased.

"Thank you very much."