Chapter 1739: Invincible

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"Roar~"

Abulong Giant Hammer led his people to charge forward continuously. They were like a group of tanks, rushing across the battlefield and invincible. All the enemies that blocked his way were crushed into meat paste.

"Boom!"

Abulong smashed several elite Night Demons with a hammer, and his fierce eyes were directed at Prince Nightblade.

Although Prince Nightblade was also a demigod-level strongman, his state of mind had long been broken. When facing the hideous and terrifying Abulong, he was already a little scared. He ordered his soldiers to take the lead and retreated madly.

The general is the courage of the soldiers. Prince Nightblade's previous actions had long been secretly despised by his soldiers. Now he faced the Ogre Slave Legion, but he didn't even have the courage to fight to the death, but let his soldiers go to die.

Those soldiers were both afraid and angry.

I don't know which soldier was the first to drop his weapon, take off his armor and kneel on the ground to surrender. But such an act triggered a chain reaction. The rest of the guards followed suit and surrendered. For a moment, hundreds of guards of Prince Nightblade surrendered and knelt on the ground.

"How dare you!"

Prince Nightblade was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood. According to the tradition of the entire hell world, once the main general dies in battle, the living guards must be buried with him. Therefore, the guards will take the initiative to protect the generals at all costs.

However, these guards of Prince Nightblade actually knelt down and surrendered first when he, the main general, was still alive. This is simply unheard of.

Such a strange situation, even Wang Yan, who was standing at the highest point in the air and overlooking the entire battlefield, was slightly surprised: "How could the guards of Prince Nightblade surrender?"

As a main general, even if they are some incompetent generals. When selecting guards, they must be meticulous, not only focusing on strength but also on character, and they often win over guards.

In addition to the hell convention, the main general died in battle and the guards were buried with him. No guard dared not to do his best to protect the main general.

But it happened just like that.

"Your Highness's reputation alone has already frightened the entire Night Demon Clan." Zoe, the harpy who was standing by Wang Yan's side, had an admiring look in her eyes, "Wherever Your Highness's flag is, he is invincible."

"Haha~ We agreed not to engage in personality cult." Wang Yan smiled. He said that he would not engage in personality cult, but he was secretly happy in his heart.

In the Hell World, the strong are respected, and personality cult is a matter of course.

In fact, Wang Yan himself was also secretly pleased. He had only been in the Hell World for three years, but he had already built such a huge foundation. Now he has half a million legendary elites under his command, which can sweep the entire Earth if placed on Earth.

This is also a surprise force for the Earth to fight against the invasion of the Abyss in the future. In addition, Sister Ange was successfully found, and the result of the upcoming marriage was achieved.

The main purpose of this trip to Hell has been achieved one by one.

After this battle is over, I have to find an opportunity to go back to Earth to see my family.

Before this, Wang Yan was under great pressure. He had the opportunity to go back to Earth several times but did not go back. Now at least half of the stone in his heart has been removed. For a moment, Wang Yan's heart was slightly hot.

Let's return to the battlefield.

Let's talk about the prince's personal soldiers kneeling down and surrendering, which made the prince collapse and vomit blood. Seeing this, the other ordinary soldiers also collapsed one after another, but they couldn't escape, so they had to drop their weapons and surrender.

Even the prince's personal soldiers surrendered, so when would they surrender if they didn't surrender now?

As for blame, they were not afraid at all. Things have come to this point, and even a fool knows that the rebellion of the Night Demon King and his son has been completely defeated this time. There is a 99% chance that they can't save their lives, so how can they blame and investigate?

What's more, it's not just these soldiers who surrendered.

Even the personal soldiers surrendered, so if they want to investigate, they should first investigate the personal soldiers.

Speaking of which, these Night Demons still blame the Night Demon King and his son in their hearts. They have no ability, but they dare to rebel? The Night Demon King was better. The Night Blade Prince was just a piece of trash. He had the nerve to call himself a prince. Compared with His Highness Mo Yan of the Purgatory Demon Clan, he was really a useless waste.

Under the general trend, the Night Demon Clan surrendered one after another.

When morale was completely broken, surrender and escape were contagious. Once the army collapsed, unless there were some heaven-shaking and heaven-defying means, it would be powerless to turn the tide.

"Kill! Catch the Night Blade kid~" Abron Giant Hammer, who was as big as a mountain, roared and shook the world. Every time he took a step, a huge footprint was left on the ground of the God's Capital.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The ogre warriors rushed forward, and the surrendered soldiers avoided them. Prince Night Blade wanted to escape in fear, but it was too late. He was first pounced on by an ogre, and then more than a dozen ogres rushed up and pressed him under them.

"Hahaha~" A female ogre wearing full body armor laughed wildly, "Prince Nightblade, do you still remember me?"

That female ogre was the female ogre who ravaged Prince Nightblade last time.

When this voice came out, Prince Nightblade was terrified and screamed miserably: "No~"

The surrendered soldiers who knelt on the ground once again showed contempt for Prince Nightblade. As a prince of a clan, shouldn't he fight to the death in the face of such humiliation?

Sure enough, the trash prince is the trash prince.

The Night Fury Demon King, who was fighting bravely to kill the enemy, could not stop the erosion of the entire battle and the speed of the army's collapse. Being extremely heroic, he could only look up to the sky and sigh, calculating over and over again, but he did not expect that he would eventually be defeated like this.

The person who caused all these results turned out to be the son of the devil Satan - the Demon Flame Boy.

Time doesn't wait for me, time doesn't wait for me.

The Night Fury's face turned livid, his ambition plummeted, and his whole image suddenly looked much older. Look at his son, then look at Demon Flame. The Night Fury had the urge to strangle his stupid son.

What a waste! What a waste!

"Catch the traitorous Night Fury~" Wu Ya'ange's army was also full of momentum, chopping melons and vegetables all the way to kill the great Demon Lord Night Fury. Wherever they passed, the Night Demon clan soldiers surrendered one after another.

However, the Night Fury is worthy of being a hero who dares to rebel against Mammon. Even if he is nearly exhausted, he would rather die than surrender in the face of the menacing enemy. Use your own strength to fight Wu Yaange's army.

After the Night Fury Demon King killed dozens of legendary elite soldiers, he was beheaded by a legendary peak-level war butcher at the right time.

With the death of the rebellious leader Night Fury.

The few Night Demon clan members who were still resisting suddenly lost their last fighting spirit and knelt on the ground to surrender.

At this time, on the battlefield in the entire city of God, the only ones still resisting were the two generals of the extraterrestrial demons, the soul-eating dragon king Bart, and the air-torture messenger Rookhouse.

The few Night Demon clan members who were still resisting suddenly lost their last fighting spirit and knelt on the ground to surrender.

At this time, on the battlefield in the entire city of God, the only ones still resisting were the two generals of the extraterrestrial demons, the soul-eating dragon king Bart, and the messenger of Khorne Rookhouse.

They are all generals under Ackerman, standard Demon King-level powerhouses. In pure duel strength, one of them can stand up to several demigods and demon kings. But even so, in front of thousands of elite soldiers, the powerful demon king level couldn't resist.

Wearing a black crown on his head, Wuya Ange floated in the sky, commanding the army to besiege the soul-eating dragon king Bart and Rookhouse. Under the overwhelming military encirclement and suppression, Bart and Rookhouse were suppressed into the corner of the Dark City.

There are only two to three hundred extraterritorial demon corps under the two great demon kings left each, and most of them are injured. In such a corrupt situation, morale is naturally very low.

However, the extraterrestrial demon is an extraterritorial demon after all. Even though the situation has collapsed, he still did not surrender, but resisted desperately under the leadership of the two generals. Although the attack of Wu Ya'ange's army was fierce, if he wanted to capture them, he would have to pay a huge price.

"Bart, the Soul-eating Dragon King, and Rookhouse, the Messenger of Khorne." Wu Ya'ange was suspended in the air with an awe-inspiring temperament, like a newly promoted goddess. Her majestic voice reached the ears of the two great demon kings, "In the memory of you heroes. One game, give you a chance to surrender.”

"Surrender?" Ruckhouse, who was born as a Xiantian Demon with a very proud personality, laughed wildly when he heard this and said, "I am a great general of the Xiangtian Demon, and I will surrender to you, a country demon?"

In rage, Ruckhouse brandished a double-edged ax that was burning with green fire, and led one of his men to break out of the encirclement. Every time he swung the double-edged axe, the ghost fire above would cause bursts of roaring, like the cry of ghosts. Howl, breathtaking.

The war butchers and other units under Wu Yaange's command can be considered elite units, but in front of Ruckhouse, there is no one-stop general. His double-edged ax is comparable to a divine weapon. Even if it is even slightly stuck to the ghost fire, it will burn the soul and cause extreme pain.

Ruckhouse was so furious, but Soul-eating Dragon King Bart was silent, neither breaking out nor answering.

This made Wu Ya'ange seem to see hope. She once again persuaded her to surrender: "Dragon King Bart, I don't think you are an innate demon. It is a matter of life and death, so please consider it carefully. As long as you are willing to surrender, I will make the decision for you." The land of the two cities is for your clan to live and reproduce, and all the powers are higher than those of the Dark Demon Realm."

Soul-eating Dragon King Bart's expression condensed. There were less than thirty cities in the Dark Demonic Realm, so setting aside two cities was enough to show Princess Ange's generosity. What's more, he can still have the same power as other demons.

Nowadays, the dragon people are nominally Ackerman's subordinates, but in fact, they are far inferior to the status of pure-blooded innate demons, and are only slightly stronger than the low-level slave legions.

For a moment, Bart, the soul-eating dragon king, was moved: "If the princess is willing to sincerely accept my entire dragon tribe, Bart is willing to lead the tribe to be loyal to the princess."

Not far away, Ruckhouse looked back and said angrily: "Bart, how dare you betray the master!?"

Bart did not speak, but looked at Wuya Ange silently, hoping to get her consent.

"The Dragon Tribe is a high-level race that is brave and good at fighting." Wu Ya'ange said, "This princess represents the Dark Demon Realm and welcomes all Dragon Tribes to join." Of course Wu Ya'ange would not refuse such a good thing.

She could also see that although this dragon tribe was inferior to the original demons, it was not as weak as the night demons or the purgatory demons, which were advanced demons.

With the joining of the Dragon Tribe, the strength of the entire Dark Demon Realm will rise to a higher level, which can at least offset the loss of power caused by this chaos.

After a pause, Wu Yaange glanced coldly at Ruckhouse who was yelling and cursing, and said in a cold voice: "Just to show sincerity, the Dragon King should know what to do."

Bart took a deep breath, with murderous intent in his eyes: "I will obey the princess' orders." After saying that, he roared and led the crowd towards Ruckhouse.

Everyone is not a fool. If he, Bart, had not submitted a certificate, how could Princess Ange accept him without reservation?

The best thing to do now is to kill Ruckhaus and make a complete break with Ackerman.

"Bart, you are so brave." Ruckhouse was shocked and angry, "Aren't you afraid that the master will come back to settle the score with you?"

"Hmph!" Bart charged towards Ruckhouse and sneered, "Ackerman betrayed us and ran away after the defeat. What is the use of such a lord? Rookhouse, since you are unwilling to be loyal to Princess Darksong, then Just go to hell."

In an instant, the two demon kings were fighting together, each using their special moves frequently, and they were killing each other like crazy.

It's just that Ruckhouse was already over-consumed and his morale was low. Bart, who was desperately trying to make a name for himself, blasted his head with a sub-artifact-level dragon bone mace. The generation of great demon kings under the command of the majestic Star Swallowing Apostle had just fallen, and died at the hands of their former colleagues.

Following Ruckhouse's death, his men lost their determination to resist and surrendered one after another.

Bart grabbed Rookhouse's body, knelt down on one knee and said to Wu Ya'ange: "Fortunately, I did not disgrace my order and killed Rookhouse."

"Okay." Wu Ya'ange said with admiration, "Soul-Eating Dragon King Bart, from today on, you and the Dragon Tribe are members of my Dark Demon Realm. We will both be prosperous and devastated. We will hold the initiation ceremony after the war. "

"Thank you, princess." Bart's face showed gratitude.

Following the death of Rookhouse, the soul-eating dragon king Bart surrendered. This time the rebellion war is finally over.

The Dark Demon Temple, and the entire Demon City, were almost reduced to ruins.

The victor let out a cathartic roar.

The failed and captured party were all uneasy, not knowing what kind of fate would greet them next.

Wuya Ange arranged for the old god servants Walter and his son to clean the battlefield and take charge of the collection of prisoners and other tasks.

She couldn't wait to call Wang Yan, the Dark Saint and other earth friends into the Demon Temple, and asked Wang Yan with solemn eyes: "How is the war above? Is my father okay?"

In fact, Wu Ya'ange was not very interested in the sudden appearance of the demon father. However, when he finally fought for himself, he completely touched her heart and made her truly accept this father.

Wang Yan's face looked a little dull: "Just now, the Devil's Temple of Satan sent me a message. The situation is very bad. Sister An Ge, you have to hold on."

Wu Ya'ange's delicate body trembled, even though she knew that her father's fight with Ackerman this time would definitely be a disaster. But when I actually heard the news, I felt like I was struck by lightning.

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