Chapter 1665: Stop Talking Nonsense and Draw Lots!

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"A-choo!"

Wang Yan sneezed for no reason, thinking that someone was saying something bad about him.

In fact, in the stands above him, the two demon gods wanted to eat him alive, and his nominal father, the demon god Satan, was so nervous that his nerves were tense and his back was sweating.

As for the audience who were talking about him, there were at least one million participating teams from the three camps. It would be strange if he didn't sneeze a few times when being talked about by so many people.

Wang Yan led the team to the gathering point and found that the dark saint on the opposite side was rolling her eyes at him. In the next door Fallen Demon Realm camp, the daughter of Mammon and the enemy Prince Night Blade were staring at him covetously. There were millions of spectators around him, all of whom were arguing because of him. He couldn't help but complain in his heart, didn't he just bring some slaves to the war, so why did he make such a fuss?

Alas, helpless, really helpless, Wang Yan walked to the gathering point with an innocent face. The leaders of the other two camps, including the Dark Saint, cursed in their hearts that this guy dared to mock the heroes, and he was so good at pretending. He really deserved a beating.

The contestants and audiences of the Fallen Demon Realm and the Dark Demon Realm were very angry under the mockery. But the group of subordinates behind Wang Yan and the audience of the Purgatory Demon Realm camp were all very happy.

Anyway, the mockery has already begun, so these people just mock to the end, as if mocking the enemy camp can make them feel proud.

Especially the Lord of Red Deception, who was not afraid of trouble, shouted loudly to the audience who insulted him in the stands of both sides: "Grandsons, grandsons! Are you not convinced? Come down, come and join grandpa to participate in the Hell Conference?"

Behind him, the thick-skinned and rough ogre Abron Giant Hammer was even more exaggerated. This rude and vulgar ogre even disliked the skirt armor and stuck his butt towards the side stands.

With his rough laughter, several older audience members who still had some status outside were so angry that they fainted.

So the laughter of the group of ogres below became even louder.

Amid this laughter that was only afraid of chaos in the world, Wang Yan's team was assembled. After this team, there were the three princes from the capital of the gods, as well as the teams composed of Chi Lie, Chi Gu, Chi Yan, and various elites.

Together with Wang Yan, these contestants formed a total of nine teams, which was more than the eight teams of the Dark Demon Realm and the seven teams of the Fallen Demon Realm. If the reserve team was included, the total number of people in the Purgatory Demon Realm delegation headed by Wang Yan was nearly 30% more than the other two Demon Realm camps.

This is exactly the advantage of the Purgatory Demon Clan as a native race, but the team that appeared after Wang Yan was implicated by Wang Yan and had to join the quarrel.

As a result, those teams and the audience of their own camp behind them all cursed so hard that even though the participating teams had finished their appearances, the dispute was not over yet.

At the front row, the three demigod demon king delegations, who were originally there to support the scene, all had dark faces.

The Hell Conference was obviously a very serious matter, but what was going on now? This was not only unprecedented, but also unprecedented!

But these demon king representatives did not dare to care. The Hell Conference was a game between the three great demon gods. These contestants were directly responsible to His Majesty the Demon God. Now that His Majesty the Demon God had not spoken, there was no room for them to interrupt.

The host and referee representing the three major camps on the scene looked ashen, and they dared not interrupt at will. Even the demigod demon king delegation did not say a word. How could these three small hosts dare to care about the heirs of the three great demon gods and the elite contestants who were carefully selected?

So these demon king representatives and the three hosts on the scene had to look eagerly at the stands above, waiting for the three great demon gods to speak.

"Hmph! What a joke!"

The Dark Devil Mammon snorted coldly and slapped the armrest of the chair. Suddenly, a fierce and angry divine power swept across the whole venue like a violent hurricane.

The restless and noisy crowd at the scene finally shut up in extreme fear and shrank in place, not daring to breathe.

"A bunch of rabble." The fallen demon Samael glanced coldly at Wang Yan's team, and his disdain was evident.

"Heh, a rabble? I'm waiting to see how you, the proud sons of heaven, are defeated by my son's rabble!"

The Purgatory Devil Satan bared his fangs, showing his domineering attitude, "Stop talking nonsense and draw lots!"

At this point, he had no choice but to support his son and support him all the way~

The draw for the Hell Conference is completely different from the Earth Competition.

Because of the presence of the three great demons, the draw was just a formality to prevent the two seed teams from meeting each other in advance. At the same time, it was also a chance for the seed teams to truly show off.

As for the cannon fodder teams that were drawn, they would not have any complaints. After all, being able to participate in the Hell Conference and show their faces in front of the three great demons was already a great honor for them. If they could show their strength and enter the eyes of the demons, it would be even better.

Back then, the Red Refining Demon King showed his style in the Hell Conference, and was eventually rewarded with a lot of resources by the demon god Satan, and was eventually promoted to a demigod demon king, dominating one side.

The draw was over.

Wang Yan drew a cannon fodder team from the Dark Demon Realm. The leader was a legendary peak demon whose name was hard to remember. The team of 100 people under his command had mixed origins, from the demon clan to the night demon clan, and some barbarian infantry with gray skin. There were only 30 legends in the 100-man team.

Wang Yan considered that if he could fire at full power, he could fight this so-called "army" alone.

In previous sessions, this team would at least be in the upper-middle class. But in this session where the demon god personally took charge and participated in the game, this team can only be regarded as cannon fodder for sacrificing the knife.

Similarly, the Dark Saint and the "Dark Song" Princess were also secretly controlled by the three demon gods, and each drew a cannon fodder team to warm up.

Other semi-god-level commanders such as Prince Nightblade and Asmodeus, the head of the evil spirit, did not meet at the beginning, and quickly determined their opponents.

According to the ranking, Asmodeus, the head of the evil spirit, made his debut. His opponent was Prince Lei Duo from the Purgatory Demon Realm.

The two sides slowly emerged from both sides of the Hell Conference venue amid the cheers of the audience from their respective camps.

The leader of the evil spirits rode on the nightmare beast with flaming hooves, still looking impervious to water and fire, and didn't even raise his eyelids. His team, composed of some fallen angels and most death knights, was also silent and lifeless.

On the other hand, Prince Lei Duo was full of momentum.

He was a pure-blooded purgatory demon, with sharp and unruly eyes, full of aggression, wearing purple and gold scale armor and a luxurious and cool robe.

In his hand, he held a giant sword that flashed with the dual power of thunder and fire, which was very consistent with his natural law of thunder and fire, and could obviously exert the power to destroy the world.

The one he rode under his crotch was a red pure-blooded Hellfire Dragon that was over 20 meters long. This Hellfire Dragon had already reached the peak of legendary strength. It held its head high with pride, and a sulfurous flame was gushing out of its nose. Every step it took seemed to make the venue tremble.

The legion following Prince Leiduo was even more eye-catching.

They were all pure-blooded Hellfire Demons.

That's right, Prince Leiduo's hundred-man legion was composed of pure-blooded Hellfire Demons, each of whom had an extraordinary physique and magnificent momentum.

Especially the group of 20 at the head, each of whom rode a fully armored Hellfire Dragon under their crotch. Each of them also wore red magic armor, held a broad-bladed dragon lance with a glittering flame, and had a waist-hip sword and a crossbow, all of which had reached the sub-sacred level. It was ferocious and powerful, and armed to the teeth.

"This? This is His Majesty's Royal Legion, the Hellfire Slayer!!!"

In the venue, many knowledgeable Hellfire Demons shouted in amazement. The Hell Slayers are a large flying unit formed by the elite warriors of the Hell Dragons and the Purgatory Demons. The powerful Hell Dragons and the elite demons have been strictly trained since birth. After being eliminated, the remaining elites have all reached the powerful legendary level. They are the ace army of the demon god Satan, guarding the capital and shocking the four directions.

They are not many in number, but each of them is a killing machine that abandons emotions and has extremely strong combat capabilities. Once they are deployed, they will be a bloody massacre of the enemy, hence the name.

There are a full twenty Hell Slayers, which makes people's breathing stagnate.

But all this is not all.

After the Hell Slayers, there are a full eighty Purgatory Demon Warriors wearing heavy armor, holding shields, and extremely burly. They are hung with throwing spears, sabers, and beheading axes, and their momentum is bleak and solemn.

This team is also an elite division from the capital of the gods. It is composed entirely of pure-blooded Purgatory Demons. They are both offensive and defensive, and are the ace infantry of the Purgatory Demons in frontal combat.

Similarly, the conditions for being selected as a heavy guard are also very strict.

Not only must they be of pure blood and strong physique, but they must also reach the legendary level.

You know, even for a naturally powerful race like the Purgatory Demons, one in a hundred is selected to be promoted to a legendary level, and they are qualified to operate a small territory.

But even so, it is the honor of every Purgatory Demon to be able to join the heavy guards that protect the capital of the gods.

Hundreds!

There are more than a hundred legendary ace soldiers, which made the audience of the Purgatory Demons completely boil. They reveled, roared, and burst into a restlessness of praising the demon god Satan.

This extremely exaggerated team can destroy some cities with ordinary strength.

Prince Lei Duo, riding on a huge flame dragon, was even more excited to the extreme, as if even his bones were floating a little. When he entered the arena to show off his power, he deliberately used some ordinary soldiers to avoid stealing the limelight from His Highness Mo Yan, the son of the demon god.

Now he showed his true strength, which aroused thunderous cheers, and it seemed to be very effective.

"Satan, are you crazy?" The face of the fallen demon god Samael turned black, "You actually took out the Hell Slayer and the Heavy Guard?" This was not the most exaggerated thing. The most exaggerated thing was that he did not give these ace soldiers to his own son Mo Yan, but to Prince Lei Duo.

The demon god Satan also looked innocent. According to his original plan, the ace soldiers such as the Hell Slayer and the Heavy Guard were naturally to be given to his son to command. But what could he do? His son didn't want them. What should he do if he had to lead the slave army?

At this time, the several big demon kings under his command begged him with tears and snot. The demon god Satan had to settle for the second best and divided some of the ace soldiers to the three princes.

With their guarantee, I'm afraid we can achieve a good ranking in this Hell Conference.

At this thought, the Demon God Satan sneered and said: "Why can your army of fallen angels go to war, but my God's Hell Slayers and Heavy Guards can't? I can guarantee that the Hell Slayers and Heavy Guards participating in the battle this time will The guards are all in the stage of youth growth. Samael, if you don’t believe it, you can use your divine power to check at any time.”

As a result, the fallen demon god Samael had nothing to say. The devil, Satan, is abominable, but he wouldn't lie about such a thing.

It's just that Samael really can't figure it out. Satan has collected so many ace soldiers in their youth, why doesn't he use them for his son? Could it be that there is some unknown conspiracy here?

For a moment, Samael was a little vigilant, but at the same time, he was also pounding in his heart. That son of Raushi, Ledo, had so many ace weapons, it would be better for Asmodeus, the leader of the evil spirits, not to capsize in the gutter.

To be honest, Demon God Samael has high expectations for Asmodeus and believes that he may even replace the Dark Saint to win the championship.

However, whether it is questioning or making noise.

After the three demon gods confirmed that Prince Ledo's troops were valid, the first battle between the two sides began quickly.

Two armies of hundreds of people marched slowly from both sides to the middle. Neither of them launched charges or other tactics. Instead, they kept testing each other, trying to find each other's weaknesses.

"Boss, boss." Next to Wang Yan, Lord Chihuo said excitedly, "Who do you think will win in the first battle?"

Wang Yan chuckled: "Camus, tell me who will win?"

At this time, Camus was wearing a jet-black full-body armor, and his figure looked burly and tall. He did not look like a dark elf at all. He hesitated for a while and then said, "In terms of pure military types, of course His Majesty the Demon God Satan's Hell Slayers and Heavy Guards are slightly better. These two types of troops, one for offense and one for defense, have been under the rule of His Majesty Satan for a long time. He has made countless meritorious deeds and shocked the entire hell world."

"Alas~" Lord Chihuo on the side said with regret, "If only the boss would be willing to accept those Hell Slayers and heavily armed guards, there would be no suspense in this Hell Conference."

"Snapped!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Yan gave him a big surprise, "Idiot, what do you know? The Flame Hell Slayer and the Heavy Guard, no matter how powerful they are, are just loyal demons. I give you the face to use, and it will be the same if you take it back one day. Of course. For things like strength, relying on others' charity is ultimately futile. The only way to develop is to firmly grasp what you can."

"Oh, I understand, that's how it is." Lord Chihuo suddenly realized and laughed. Immediately, he frowned slightly again and said cautiously, "It's just boss, are we a little too hasty? If we take too big a step, we can easily get caught."

"roll!"

Wang Yan kicked Chi Huo away angrily, I understand you sister. The strength of the demon god Satan is unfathomable, and the forces under his command are even more vast. Compared to the entire abyss, he is only stronger and not weaker. He will only rebel when he is full.

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