Chapter 886 Section 117 Demonic Vanguard

Chapter 886 Section 117. Demonic Striker

The Kingdom of Dimon is bound to win this attack.

When Annan rushed to the city, he happened to see the departing warriors lining up, marching on both sides of the street and cheered by citizens leaning out of their windows.

Among them are the "forgotten ones" of Snow Mountain Fortress.

Tasia and a group of tauren walked in the middle of the team, walking heavily like resolute warriors.

Brinor Janna and her people were covered in orc-like leather armor, exposing their muscular muscles and pale skin that only made people feel strong. If she felt something, she looked at Annan's position.

"Come back alive!"

Annan's shouts were drowned in the surrounding cheers. Brino Janna seemed to see it and mouthed: "We will definitely win."

Watching them leave the city and disappear into the north, Annan hurried back to the camp and let the evil army prepare to set off.

Annan set off with the Alpine City, but was left behind by them halfway through the march.

"Use the Light Feather Technique, unless you want to clean up the battlefield!"

Shadowsong cracked his whip, and with a flash of magic, the legions of villains sped up.

From early morning to afternoon, they could barely keep up with the elite group responsible for cleaning up the demon vanguard - they camped about thirty miles away from the demon base camp, the black scar that was branded on the earth.

Because he was on a secret mission to find out the main force of the demons, Annan did not go over and found a hill to hide on the outskirts of the battlefield that would not be affected by the subsequent battle.

However, while digging inside the hill, Lloyd found some interesting traces on the hill...

Annan followed to the overgrown hills. The presence of demons has changed the environment here. As we move closer to the black rift, the land becomes more barren and devastated.

Even on hills dozens of miles away, the vegetation has turned yellow.

Lloyd pointed to the wet grass with drag marks and stains in front of him: "Some things have been here."

Annan got closer to the wet trace and smelled a wet and salty smell from the broken bushes that was not found in the interior...

"seawater?"

The Kingdom of Dimon is as far away from the coast as Annan is from the legend. Who would go to all the trouble to pour seawater here?

"Sea Clan." Lloyd said.

Annan stared at the overpowered grass, as if he had seen several sea tribes not long ago looking at the demons in the distance on the hills, and then evacuated after the human troops appeared.

Shadow Song clenched his fists: "Sea Clan? Are they also cooperating with the devil?"

"Unlike, there is no ocean in the abyss..."

There are many magma seas and acid seas.

"But demons don't live in water." Lloyd was a little pessimistic, or perhaps delusional, always feeling that someone was going to harm him.

"Can it still be traced?"

Shadowsong replied: "There is a river nearby. If the Sea Tribe leaves from there, we won't be able to find it."

"Forget it."

No matter what the Sea Clan wanted to do, it was none of his business. After investigating the demon, give all the information directly to Marshal Galkin and let him make his own decision.

Annan looked into the distance, where demons gathered like ants in front of the black crack.

The demon vanguard began to gather, seemingly wanting to finish off the humans before they could finish them off.

But it may also be because they are afraid of exposing the main force in the black rift...

Della came over at this time: "A total of thirty-eight people were left behind, and they were all captured."

"what is the reason?"

"They are all deserters, but they just gave themselves the excuse that they had a stomachache, wanted to go home, and wanted to rest."

It is normal for troops to fall behind when they are marching. Even the elite troops couldn't avoid it, not to mention the legions of villains. There were even more people running away on the night of the previous mission.

Annan didn't give everyone the devil's contract, mainly because Claire and the others were too busy...

"It's still the same, let them do the dirtiest and most tiring work." Annan said kindly.

The hill shelter was quickly excavated, and the evil army rested in the heart of the mountain. Annan and the three archmages continued to stay on the hill to observe.

The demons gathered together and began to approach the human camp dozens of miles away.

It was already evening, and everyone thought that the Kingdom of Dimon would defend the demons in the camp, just like they had always done in the war with the demons. However, they did not expect that the soldiers rushed out of the camp and took the initiative to greet the demon forward.

There was a faint black spot rising from the human camp, floating above everyone's heads.

"Andrius..." Lloyd murmured in a complicated tone.

"who?"

Lloyd tilted his head, saw Annan's clear black eyes open, and swallowed back the sarcastic words: "The master of the Silver Tower, the legendary archmage."

"Master of the Mage Tower...can he beat Nana Zi?"

"If we are in front of the Mage Tower, Na...that Red Dragon Warlock can't do anything to the Master of the Silver Tower."

"Understood."

It seems that on the surface the power gathered in the mountain city is stronger than the devil.

Annan stared at the legendary mage who appeared on the stage, hoping that he would be able to deal with the demon striker with a wave of his hand and lure out the legendary red dragon warlock...

…

Andrius floated high in the sky, overlooking the demon coming from the distance like spreading pus.

"Mogrok, it's not too late to go back with your demonic minions!" His words echoed over the battlefield.

The only response he received was a flood of demonic energy.

"Then be buried here with your demon slaves!"

Andrius' tone turned cold, and the space cracked behind him, revealing the shadow of the mage tower far away in the mountain city.

"Citizens of the Dimon Kingdom, raise your heads and witness the demise of the demons!"

With Andrius' call, the shadow of the silver tower hanging high behind the space rift instantly became bright, and the gushing energy turned into a burning star, shining with dazzling light at sunset. It gathered into countless silver streams, like a silver galaxy falling from the sky.

Wherever the silver galaxy passed, the demons only had time to make a short roar before melting in the beam.

At this time, a huge shadow approached quickly, and the deafening dragon roar shook the entire battlefield.

I saw a 100-meter-long red dragon breaking through the clouds, its body covered with bright red scales, wrapped in the bloody dusk, falling from the sky.

Ilimoyas stared at Nanako. It will take her at least a thousand years to grow into this red dragon...

"You finally came out."

The red dragon warlock looked down at Andrius in the air, his fiery red vertical pupils flashing with cruel light, opened his huge mouth, and the fiery dragon breath that spewed out turned into a fire dragon, rushing towards Andrius.

The silver galaxy that was raging in the demon army suddenly retracted and turned into a silver barrier to block the dragon breath of the red dragon warlock.

The flames spread like clouds, revealing the red dragon that rushed over afterwards

"Warriors, attack!"

The roar and drums sounded together, and the warriors on the ground began to charge at the chaotic demon group, colliding violently.

Annan retracted his gaze.

"It's our turn to appear."