Chapter 458 The Ace Appears

"It's okay, it's okay, 17,000 to 3,000! 3 to 1! The advantage is still on me!"

The King of Pain swallowed his saliva. Although he comforted himself in this way, it didn't work.

For some reason, he always felt like he was going to flip over.

Just as he was hesitating, a divine light suddenly fell from the sky and landed on the three thousand magic armored soldiers.

"God's Chosen? Such a large scale!?"

The King of Pain grabbed his hair and clenched his fists involuntarily.

The coming of God's Chosen is the best and most powerful way for gods to strengthen the combat effectiveness of their followers.

But the consumption of this move is also amazing.

Generally speaking, gods will look for the most powerful and critical one among many followers and use God's Chosen on him.

After becoming God's Chosen, this chosen follower will receive unprecedented worship and trust from the follower group. He will be regarded as God's spokesperson, and will show God's great power to lead everyone out of trouble.

But if all three thousand come with God's Chosen, are they not going to live long?

This is the underworld!

It is a notoriously barren place among all the worlds! It is a place where no one lives.

Unlike the mortal worlds that are rich, even if you dig three feet deep here, you can only dig up some bones, dregs and rotten meat.

There is no way. The biggest resource in the underworld is the Underworld Sea. With the God of Death and the Great Will, other immortal gods can't get involved at all.

As for the Underworld Beach, it is a garbage dump, where the debris that the Underworld Sea can't digest accumulates.

It seems to be the case, but you will know it if you think about it carefully.

Things that the Underworld Sea can't digest, can these immortal gods turn waste into treasure?

What a joke?

The King of Pain thought that he had been working in the underworld for many years and had accumulated a lot of wealth. He was relatively rich in the entire Underworld Beach, not to mention that he had the gift of the Gate of Truth.

But even so, compared with his days as the Lord of the Realm Prison in the Demon Realm, it was still not worth mentioning.

The savings of these years added together are not as much as the harvest of the Lord of the Hell in a hundred years.

How come this Wright raised his hand and three thousand God's Chosen descended directly?

Even if you have money, you can't waste it like this!

But soon, the King of Pain realized the seriousness of the problem.

It's bad, he might not be short of this little bit.

The reason is that he is the agent of the God of Death recognized by the Great Will of the Underworld Sea!

In other words, he can call on the resources in the Underworld Sea to a certain extent.

The premise is that public affairs are handled in a public manner.

The problem is that fighting against the immortal gods of the Gate of Truth, or even clearing out the immortal species on the entire Underworld Beach, is public affairs from the perspective of the Great Will of the Underworld Sea! A complete public affair!

It is really possible that this money will be approved by Wright!

In other words, now this madman Wright is using the money of the Underworld Sea to strengthen his own soldiers!

After winning the battle, not only can he get reimbursement from the government, but the Great Will of the Underworld Sea will also thank him and reward him according to his merits, with a promotion, salary increase and a banner!

The King of Pain suddenly felt dazed.

He suddenly realized that the gap between him and Wright might not only be in terms of technique or strength, but something inexplicable.

How did things turn out like this?

Watching the three thousand golden demon armored soldiers wearing the light of the chosen flesh and blood collide with his demon army, the King of Pain closed his eyes in pain.

But despite this, the sounds of fighting, screaming and crying were heard.

In desperation, he had to pin his hopes on the three guard demons.

As long as the three of them can work together to kill the Holy Spirit demon leader on the opposite side.

Then the three of them, who are demon spirits, can directly feed back to the battlefield below.

The gap between racial classes is absolute, and it is even difficult to make up for it by numbers.

At that time, his chances of winning are still very high!

Just as the King of Pain calmed down and opened his eyes, he was pierced by the dazzling holy light and tears flowed from his eyes.

Holy light? Why!

The King of Pain stared blankly at the battlefield that was as bright as daylight, and for a moment he couldn't describe his feelings.

At first, it was mentioned in the front-line battle report that the three thousand magic armored soldiers seemed to use methods similar to holy light.

The King of Pain was dismissive of this.

What a joke!

Could he not know what holy light is? Could he not know whether demons can use holy light?

It must be something similar, but it definitely can't be holy light!

This goes against common sense, truth, and even the cognition of demons!

It's impossible!

But the reality is that the enemy's three thousand magic armored soldiers are wearing holy light, with chainsaw swords in one hand and holy light bone shields in the other, and are using the fighting skills of the paladin to madly slaughter their own demon army.

That scene was as neat as chopping melons and vegetables.

After finally putting some distance between them, the armored soldiers took out their explosive rifles and bombarded the fleeing demons.

When the Painful Demon saw this scene, he felt like someone had tied a bow around his head!

Why can the Corpse Explosion be mixed with Holy Light? Is it so harmonious?

Just when the Painful Demon was about to go berserk, the battle situation on the side of the Guardian Demon gave him a little relief.

In a three-on-one situation, coupled with the terrifying strength of the Guardian Captain, they were able to suppress the strange Holy Spirit Demon Leader.

At least, there was still a fight!

Just as the Painful Demon thought so, another brilliant Holy Light fell from the sky and landed directly on the Demon Leader.

That scene was so holy that the King of Pain ignored the fact that the chosen one was actually a demon.

"Still strengthening? The Champion God's Choice!"

The light dissipated, and two pairs of holy white wings emerged from behind the Demon Leader, forming six wings with the pair of demon wings that already existed.

On his head, the demon horns formed a semicircle, twisted and entangled with the half of the light circle formed by the light.

A strong and complex aura surged from his body, causing a black and white card to appear in front of him.

Even though they were so far apart, the King of Pain felt the terrifying power contained in the small squirming card.

"Quick! Stop him!"

The three guard demons also felt the threat of death. They gathered their energy and threw the strongest blow at the God-chosen Champion.

However, the demon leader was not in a hurry. He stretched out his hand to pinch the black and white card and muttered to himself.

"Is this one of the two trump cards mentioned by the Lord God? Black and white, this is the little king.

It seems that I have to continue to work hard and strive to get the recognition of the big king card one day.

Today, let you see the greatness of my Lord God!"

The demon leader inserted the card into his belt, and the violent energy formed a storm.

"Arm the King Armor! Summon the Mushroom King!"