Chapter 294 Angel Legion

The 997th level of the abyss.

Azkler brought his demon army to the familiar bloody plain.

At this time, in addition to him, there were already two demon kings and more than a dozen demon lords with their demon armies on the bloody plain.

Because the number of demon armies led by Azkler was too small, the demon kings and demon lords looked at him sideways.

Most of the demon kings in the 997th level of the abyss knew each other.

Among them, a demon king looked at Azkler and laughed loudly.

"Azkler, how come you are so miserable now? The demon army under your command is almost the same as those small demon lords."

Azkler blushed when he heard this, but he didn't know how to refute it, so he just roared.

"Humph, Bo Aibis, you will be miserable again."

"No matter how miserable I am, I will not be like you now."

Bo Aibis did not give him any face, and another demon king also laughed mercilessly beside him, without any friendship with fellow comrades.

To some extent, this is one of the manifestations of the chaos and disorder of the abyss demons.

Just when the three demon lords were about to fight.

A demon king with silver eye patterns on his forehead and double horns on his head and body walked out of the huge space-time portal.

"Stop your unintentional quarrels, all demons, you can follow me in."

The three demon kings stopped immediately and walked into the space-time portal with their legions.

Azkler led his demon legion through the space-time portal and came to a charred land.

This place seemed to be scorched by thousands of years of flames, full of decadence and decay.

An elite demon legion and a powerful demon king guard here all year round.

The demon kings here are often the direct forces of the Silver Eyed Demon God, and have the right to allocate new demon legions.

Azkler felt lucky because his demon legion was too small. Although he was scolded, he was assigned to the central front of the Abyss Demon and the Fakelon World, and did not have to face the powerful divine power that had been newly advanced in recent years.

Moreover, the central front is also the place where the demon army has the greatest advantage. Azkler can kill more creatures and obtain more souls here.

Because of the new demon king and demon lord, and the addition of their demon army, the central defense line of the Fakelon world collapsed again.

Another kingdom was trampled by the demon army, villages were burned, farmland was burned, cities became ruins, countless nobles and civilians died tragically, and their souls were harvested by demons.

The flag of the Rody Kingdom fell to the ground, the king and the kingdom knights died in battle, and the Manta Kingdom, which was originally in the rear, suddenly became the front line.

Looking down from the sky of the Fakelon world, the eastern defense line, the central defense line and the southern defense line, which were originally a straight line many years ago, have now become a ")" shape.

A large number of desperate refugees fled to the rear, and they prayed for the help of the gods they believed in, but they didn't know that their gods had fallen before the kingdom was destroyed.

Generally speaking, every rapid fall of a kingdom will have a negative impact on the believers, and even collapse their faith, because a large amount of negative emotions will instantly impact the kingdom of the gods.

So sometimes, some gods who don't want to see their believers' kingdom will choose to fight to the death.

So far, many gods have died in the world of Fakelon, and there are countless refugees in the back of the world. Everyone is praying for hope, but they don't know when hope will come.

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Ferlande World.

Elf Dynasty 2700 years.

The fourth heaven mountain.

After a hundred years of preparation, a million angels lined up in the air above the heaven mountain.

When there are tens of thousands of people, there is no end.

One million angels arrayed in the void, like a vast ocean, the sound of steel colliding and the sound of wings vibrating turned into the sound of golden swords and iron horses shaking the sky.

The four archangels stood at the front of the legion, with fanatic faces, and bowed respectfully to Jiang You with millions of angels.

Millions of people bowed down at the same time, and the scene was so grand that it made people's blood boil.

These were not a million mortals, but a million angels who were at least legendary.

In mid-air.

Standing in front of all the angels.

Jiang You was rarely wearing platinum armor, and the wings made of light exuded a sacred light, and the halo above his head was pure white.

He stood with his sword, his handsome face full of majesty, looking at his huge angel army, and nodded slightly.

Then he raised the long sword at his waist and gently waved it towards the void!

"Go!"

Millions of angels raised the flaming long swords in their hands at the same time and shouted loudly.

"Angel Army, invincible!"

"Angel Army, invincible!"