Chapter 1286 Cruel Princess

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Wang Yan and his companions had never seen this group of barbarian soldiers before. Their number was more than double that of the people brought by Lord Chihuo.

Among them, there were many high-level commanders who were half-step S-level. Wang Yan even found several S-level demon generals.

Moreover, the crude armor worn by these barbarian soldiers was somewhat different from that of the soldiers under Lord Chihuo. In the red and black armor, there was also a yellowish-brown pattern.

Obviously, this army that had surrounded Wang Yan and his companions, as well as the prey, did not belong to Lord Chihuo.

Lord Chihuo's face changed drastically, and he stood in front of Wang Yan and his companions with a complicated expression.

In contrast, Wang Yan's expression remained the same as before, and he looked at Lord Chihuo and the barbarian soldiers who surrounded him with some interest.

It seemed that Lord Chihuo knew this group of people.

Since the three-legged golden crow's strength has been continuously restored, its self-confidence has been bursting. At this time, it was as if it didn't see anything, still perched on the head of a hellhound behind Wang Yan, combing its flame feathers, and didn't mean to take these barbarian soldiers seriously.

The succubus sat on the mount, smiling sweetly, showing her enchanting charm.

On the contrary, the Frost Hairy Crab, the Intestineless Young Master, quietly poked his head out from behind the buttocks of the old man Wang Yan, his two cute eyes blinking, and no one knew what he was thinking.

When the other party gradually approached, the face of the Red Devil Lord finally couldn't hold it, and he shouted angrily: "The fourth son of the Red Refining Demon King, the Red Devil Lord, is here, you bunch of ungrateful things, hurry up and get out of here!"

In the hell plane, the levels of each class are clear, especially in the matter of hunting. As a tradition of the hell plane, if one party finds that the other party has locked a certain prey before itself, then this party will not intervene to snatch it even if it starves to death.

This is related to the dignity of the other party and oneself, otherwise it will be spurned and excluded by the tribe.

But if the class difference between the two parties is large, naturally, this traditional etiquette does not need to be observed. Needless to say, the weaker party will take the initiative to withdraw from the competition, and the strong will also be generous, just want the prey and let them go.

At present, a group of lowly barbarian soldiers, relying on their large numbers, are trying to rob Lord Chihuo of his prey, and Lord Chihuo naturally can't stand it.

Even if he is a poor lord, he is at least a lord of the Purgatory Demon Clan. How could he let these slave-like barbarian soldiers bully him?

Not only Lord Chihuo can't stand this, but even his two thousand men can't stand it. At this time, they all turned their targets and gathered behind Lord Chihuo.

They all held weapons and were filled with righteous indignation. Although their number was nearly half that of the other side, they were stronger in momentum. You have to know that some of them have even beaten the Lord of Yanhu. Would they be afraid of these barbarian soldiers of the same level as themselves?

However, the facts did not turn out as Lord Chihuo expected. The strange barbarian army that surrounded them not only did not leave, but instead approached step by step, which instantly lowered the atmosphere around them to the freezing point.

The group of gravel rats caught in the middle of the two were in bad luck.

They were a kind of low-level beast with relatively low perception. By the time they reacted, they were surrounded by the overwhelming demon army.

The extremely heavy pressure was like a mountain and a river, which made these low-level beasts piss and pee, and they dared not breathe. At this time, let alone escape, they didn't even have the strength to move. They simply turned over and lay on the ground pretending to be dead.

This scene surprised Wang Yan. How did this stupid and cute little beast survive in the cruel hell world?

Just as Wang Yan was looking at the gravel rats at his feet, the enemy army finally approached a few dozen meters away.

The two armies confronted each other, and the atmosphere quickly became solemn. The side of Lord Chihuo was even more tense and ready for battle.

However, the other soldiers not only did not show any sign of vigilance, but instead had a sneer on their faces, and their eyes were full of amusement.

Finally, after a short stalemate, one of the other soldiers actually laughed out loud.

Then this sneer spread more and more, and soon all the soldiers laughed harshly.

"Puchi... Hahaha!"

"Yes, yes, he is Lord Chihuo. He was so fierce just now. Is he scared? Haha!"

"Look at his miserable appearance. I heard..."

Various rumors kept coming into the ears of Lord Chihuo and others, and even Wang Yan and others felt that they were a little unbearable.

It turned out that Lord Chihuo was an illegitimate child born to someone unknown after the Demon King Chilian got drunk. Chihuo's biological mother died weakly after giving birth, and he was not recognized by the Demon King Chilian at all, and even thought that he was a bastard left by his mother outside.

Later, due to rumors, the offspring of the demon king always had a certain status. So Chihuo was raised by slaves, and then thrown into the wild and unruly land of Chilian Lake by the demon king Chilian, and became a small lord.

In fact, it was equivalent to being exiled to the borderland, leaving Chihuo to fend for himself and wait for death slowly, and never wanting to see him again.

This kind of abandoned past, no one would be able to bear it.

It was also thanks to Chihuo that he was generous. Even if he was abandoned, he could develop on his own in a harsh area like Yanhu and make a good living. If it were some people on Earth with poor psychological endurance, they would probably even want to die.

However, even though he was bold, Chihuo's face and eyes were red with anger when he was mocked by a group of slave soldiers.

"Lowly thing, you are looking for death!" Chihuo picked up the battle axe, and his anger exploded. He stared at the other barbarian fiercely and was about to attack.

The other barbarian soldiers were frightened, and they shrank their necks and tried to retreat. The whole scene became silent.

Are you kidding? What level are they? No matter how low the other party's status is, he is at least a legendary hell lord. They are just relying on their master's power. If they really want to fight, they dare not accept it.

At this moment, a delicate voice suddenly came from behind the other soldier.

"Oh, I thought it was the beast who didn't know whether to live or die barking. It turned out to be the shame of your family. I remember that my father didn't invite you, right?"

As he spoke, a female demon with a very hot appearance and figure walked out slowly with enchanting steps.

Her appearance was not as rough as that of a male demon. Instead, she was beautiful and charming, and her figure was as seductive as a succubus.

A set of short, narrow and exquisite red soft armor set off her extremely hot figure. Especially above her slender thighs, there was only an ultra-short mini-skirt, which raised her hotness to a deadly level.

"Cruel, cruel princess!"

As this mysterious female purgatory demon appeared, the Red Lord gritted his teeth and read out a name, and his originally gloomy face became even uglier.

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