Chapter 1686: Give Him a Taste of His Own Medicine

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The main target of the other side's attack this time was the liches, and they rolled them to the ground with a crazy sandstorm, dragged them into the ground and rubbed them hard.

Asmodeus's face turned black.

If this continued, his army would be like a potato, being peeled off layer by layer, until it was reduced to a bare commander.

What made Asmodeus even more helpless was that the opponent's demigod was very cowardly, only willing to maintain harassment tactics, and never revealed his true body. Even if the opponent's true body was killed, it would definitely cause great results, but he would rather shrink in an unknown place.

This situation made Asmodeus, who tried to sneak attack and decapitation tactics, feel a little collapsed in his heart. This was clearly a rhythm to drag him to death. At this pace, even if he successfully ran out of the Quicksand Desert, his army would only be left with two or three percent of his ten percent.

"Damn it, how could I be drawn to such a battlefield?" Asmodeus roared angrily.

If it weren't for this disgusting quicksand battlefield, Asmodeus would have taught that demigod how to behave in a minute.

At the same time, among the three great demons in the sky.

The fallen demon god Samael and the dark demon god Mammon looked at each other with a hint of embarrassment. It was obvious that choosing this quicksand battlefield was a sneaky act of these two gods in private.

In order to operate the battlefield and to hide from the demon god Satan, they paid a huge price in divine power.

Originally, for the sake of being conservative, seeing that the army of the boy Mo Yan was all heavy infantry, the quicksand zone was the most unfavorable scene for them. In this case, even if the Mo Yan had some hidden strength, it would be limited by the battlefield.

Even, they divided the troops of Prince Night Blade and Asmodeus on the two wings of Mo Yan, ready to attack him at any time.

Indeed, they did a good design.

But the two great demons never thought that the boy Mo Yan hid so deeply, and there was actually a demigod under his command. If it was just a demigod, it would be fine, but it would not have the advantage of being the final word on the battlefield.

But that demigod was actually a demigod who was proficient in controlling sand.

This quicksand battlefield that was painstakingly arranged was simply the opponent's super home court. With just one demigod, he completely dragged Asmodeus' army into the quagmire.

The two great demons were so regretful. If they had known earlier, why would they have spent so much effort and divine power to cheat? This behavior was simply aiding the enemy and benefiting that kid Mo Yan for nothing.

Unfortunately, even the two great demons did not know how many cards Wang Yan, who had transformed into Mo Yan, had hidden. He dared to guarantee that no matter what battlefield the opponent created, he had the ability to win the championship.

Let's not talk about the various thoughts of the demons for now.

The battle between Wang Yan and Prince Nightblade was also approaching its end.

It was not that Wang Yan's army completely wiped out Prince Nightblade's army, but that Prince Nightblade had been captured, and several legendary peak ogres tied him up and pulled his hands and feet.

If he dared to resist, the violent ogre warriors would just pull and tear his limbs apart like a chicken.

The leader was captured, and Prince Nightblade's troops, who were already at a disadvantage and lacked morale, dropped their weapons and surrendered after a few words of persuasion. How can this battle continue?

Are they really going to watch Prince Nightblade being torn apart by the enemy?

Most of the lion scorpion knights are young nobles of the Night Demon Clan. The actual controller of the Night Demon Clan is Prince Nightblade's father, the Night Demon King.

If Prince Nightblade really dies here, the Night Demon King, who is in pain of losing his son, will do something crazy. You can imagine it with your toes.

Surrender, this is already a war that is doomed to fail.

"Aoao~"

In the Demon Flame army that won the final battle, the ogres and barbarian warriors roared wildly and excitedly, and even the harpies and succubi squeaked excitedly.

No wonder, the Night Demons are the upper-class demons in the entire Hell World. In terms of level and strength potential, they are not inferior to the Purgatory Demons. These upper-class demons have always been high and mighty.

Races such as ogres, barbarians, harpies and succubi are just slaves, playthings, and cannon fodder of the army of those upper-class demons.

Now they have won such a beautiful battle under the leadership of His Majesty Demon Flame, no wonder they are so excited and their momentum is swollen like a rainbow.

"Demon Flame, Demon Flame!"

The ogres danced the Tuhai dance, using their ancient and traditional way to express their joy after winning the battle, and shouted the name of their leader.

The harpies and succubi were more sober, and they began to collect the spoils flexibly and maneuverably. Whether it is the corpses of the enemy, weapons and equipment, or personal supplies, they are all included in the scope of spoils.

These Night Demons are all high-level races. Their claws, blood, hearts, wings, skins, even eyeballs and skulls are all excellent materials for refining weapons. If they don’t use them themselves, they can be sold at a high price.

Of course, the lion scorpion beast is not bad either. Its meat is delicious, and its body materials can also be used to refine weapons and sell for money.

They are all girls, and they are more thoughtful. They heard rumors that His Highness Mo Yan has spent all his money to cultivate his subordinates. They want to grab more spoils to save money for His Highness Mo Yan.

As they started, the honest barbarian warriors, after being stunned, also joined the ranks of collecting the loot. They all rushed to do the dirty work, especially the work of decomposing the corpse and loading it into Lydia's space. .

in the Legends.

Every ogre is a robber at heart, with an innate desire to collect loot.

How could the ogre warriors, who were bandits, watch their allies collect the sacred loot? Immediately, everyone stopped doing the local dance and entered bandit mode.

The comrades in arms were already collecting the spoils of war. The giant "simple" ogres focused their attention on the prisoners. They began to pull at the prisoners' armor with rough hands and feet, and took off their belongings. The space equipment they carried, they were naked, and they looked up and down to see if there was any wealth that was missing but not collected.

The ogre's behavior made the young night demons who came from noble families were angry, and they all rebuked the ogre for his torture of prisoners. After all, they are all nobles. Even after being captured, they still demand to be treated like captives.

However, soon, the ogre leader Abron Gianthammer showed them what real prisoner treatment is.

He pinched the head of a Night Demon prisoner, checked it and said, "Well, this guy has died from his injuries. It's pitiful."

Where was he seriously injured?

The other Night Demon captives all showed slightly strange expressions. The prisoner only suffered minor injuries. Where were the injuries serious and where could he not be treated?

Sudden.

Abron Gianthammer's big hand squeezed it hard, and the Night Demon's head exploded with a bang, and the juice splashed out, looking extremely miserable.

While everyone was stunned, Ablon laughed ferociously, threw the body to his men, and said in a normal tone: "Don't waste such good meat, make me a pot of stew and share it with everyone."

After that, he licked the juice on his hand, showing a look of obsession and excitement, and looked at the captives greedily, as if he was choosing the next pot of delicious food.

The two ogre men felt as if they had found a valuable treasure, and happily carried the body of the night devil into the camp.

As silent as a cicada.

All the Night Demon captives swallowed their saliva and felt chills all over. They didn't dare to speak anymore, otherwise if they were targeted by this terrible ogre, their heads would be crushed and become food.

Although the Night Demons are also cruel and terrifying, they are aloof and always only cruel to others. But now that bad luck has befallen them, they can no longer bear it psychologically.

"Uh..." When the friends from Earth saw this scene, they all felt a little nauseous and did not dare to accept it.

"Boss, boss, I'm afraid it's not good to torture prisoners like this, right?" Zhang Weidao said to Wang Yan secretly.

"There's nothing wrong with that. Instead of sympathizing with the enemy, it's better to sympathize with us earthlings ourselves." Wang Yan stayed in hell for a long time, and became more and more aware that the law of the jungle prevailed in the entire universe. He spoke to several earthlings in a calm tone. Said, "We have already had a life-and-death war with the Abyss. If we humans lose, we will inevitably become slaves on the abyssal demon's chopping board and be slaughtered."

"It's rare to agree with Lao Wang." Indira, the goddess of Shiva, sneered and said, "These night demons are not good at all. If we lose this battle, the end will only be worse."

While several people on earth were muttering secretly, the three demon gods began to quarrel again.

"Bastard!" The Dark Demon God Mammon got angry and was very angry. "How dare you do such a lowly ogre? How does the Demon Flame boy control his subordinates?" The demon god Mammon has carefully cultivated this race for countless years. Although it seems that some of them have become disobedient recently, after all, beating a dog depends on the owner.

That kid Moyan allowed the ogre to torture the prisoners like this, and he clearly didn't take him as a demon seriously.

"Haha ~ Old man Mammon, our hell world emphasizes the law of the jungle. To be a prisoner, you must have the consciousness of being a prisoner. Everyone is coaxed by others, and it is natural for them to be killed to scare the monkeys." The devil Satan naturally spoke for his son through and through. Of course, in the hell world, there is no idiom about killing chickens to scare monkeys. It's just that when translated into Earth Chinese, an idiom with a similar meaning is used to express it.

In fact, the devil Satan still admires that ogre. It is fierce and cruel. During the battle, he seemed to have killed several generals of the opponent.

While the demon gods were arguing about this matter.

The captured Night Blade Prince also roared: "Moyan, you despicable and shameless beast, if you have the guts, kill me. Come on, kill me." In this battle, he lost Extremely unjust.

"Haha~ Until now, you are still not convinced, right?" Wang Yan sneered and said, "Do you think I will be afraid of that old dog of the Night Fury? Even if the son of this god kills you, that old dog will not What can you do to me?"

A mouthful of an old dog made the Night Fury Demon King who was watching the battle in the audience turn blue and white. Damn Demon Flame Boy, you win if you win. How dare you humiliate this Demon King?

However, as Wang Yan said, there is really nothing the Night Fury can do against him. Who is this person's father? He is one of the three great demon gods, Satan.

It's just that this kid is too arrogant and domineering. If there is a chance, I must settle the score with him.

at the same time.

Wang Yan, who was at the live broadcast, suddenly took out a bottle of medicine and asked a barbarian warrior to open Prince Night Blade's mouth and pour half of the bottle into it.

Both the three demon gods and the audience took a breath of air.

His Highness, Demon Flame, won’t really kill Prince Night Blade, right?

If you don't agree, you'll give the other party medicine. This medicine shows that your approach is wrong.

"Boy Demon Flame, you are so courageous." The Night Fury Demon King roared angrily, "My son Ye Ren has been captured, and he still dares to kill him."

The Great Demon King of Night Fury stood up and shouted to the sky with incomprehensible grief and anger: "Your Majesty Mamen, that boy Mo Yan is bullying others too much. Please make the decision for me."

"Hmph, don't worry, Night Fury." The voice of the Demon God Mamun rang in the ears of the Great Demon King Night Fury, "With me here, it's not Moyan's turn to act arrogantly. If Ye Ren's life is in danger, I will I will definitely come to the rescue, and I will give that kid a hard lesson."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." The Night Fury Demon King saluted with tears of gratitude.

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"You, you, you!" Prince Ye Ren's face turned pale. In fact, he himself did not expect that the Demon Flame boy would be so bold. He was shaking with fear to his very soul, "What kind of potion did you feed me?"

Some potions have very overbearing functions and may make life worse than death.

"Haha, if you don't understand, I'll give you a hint." Wang Yan said with a smile, "His Royal Highness Prince Yeren, do you still remember that the night before the Hell Conference was held, someone snatched a bottle of medicine from your hand? "

"What?"

In an instant, Prince Ye Ren's eyes bulged out, his face turned livid and full of fear, "The guy that night was actually yours? Bastard, beast, you, you, you, you actually fed me the Ten Thousand Touch Beast Essence."

His eyes began to turn white in fear of the consequences.

"Yes, he was indeed mine that night." Wang Yan smiled very happily. He had been looking forward to this moment for a long time. He squinted his eyes and said with a smile, "Your Highness Prince Yeren, please forgive me for my lack of knowledge. Can you tell me, What is this bottle of Ten Thousand Touch Beast Essence of yours?”

"You...beast." Prince Night Blade roared and cursed. He didn't believe that this kid Mo Yan didn't know the function of Ten Thousand Touch Beast Essence.

He clearly wanted to use this method to completely trample on his dignity.

As soon as Prince Night Blade finished speaking, the medicine began to take effect. His slightly gray skin turned red rapidly, his breathing became rapid, and his eyes became blurred and demented. He desperately controlled himself and roared in anger and fear: "Devil Flame, Kill me, please kill me."

"Ouch, I don't dare to kill you." Wang Yan said with a look of fear, "You are also a majestic Night Blade Prince. If I want to kill you, what should I do if your old Night Fury dog ​​comes to me and fights for his life? Oh, then But the big demon king who controls the entire Night Demon Clan, I, Demon Flame, have weak shoulders and cannot bear it. Your Highness, Night Blade, enjoy your own magic potion."

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