Chapter 329 Explosion

Nurbaha spat at the ground beside him. This piece of land, which had been attacked and trampled by countless demons throughout the ages and thus became extremely compact, was actually corroded into a dark green pit. A dark green gas rose from the hole. I don’t know if he has this ability or because of the bite Tutuwaka just gave him.

But looking at the still lively Hell Refiner in front of him, Tutuwaka felt that it should be the former. It seemed that his venom should not have spread all over his body, or his venom did not affect him at all. This was really bad.

Tutuwaka’s wolf head looked at Nurbaha in front of him, and his snake head looked at Haruman who flashed not far away. The two legendary demons had officially joined forces at this time.

The wolf snake demon’s expression became extremely solemn. Although there was still a mad and bloodthirsty light in his eyes, the current bad situation could not be solved by him just by being ruthless. Through the brief fight just now, he had already made a judgment on the two enemies in front of him.

Nurbah, this hellish demon has a very strong physique. Although it is still not as good as himself, the difference is not too big. Although he can suppress him with his violent advantage, this guy is obviously a very advanced warrior. If he calms down and uses skills to fight, although he doesn't want to admit it, facing this guy, he may not be able to do anything to him in a short time.

If it is just a one-on-one fight, Tutuwaka is confident that he can defeat this guy, but now he has another devil beside him, Haruman, Zariel's right-hand man, even in the abyss, Tutuwaka has heard of his name.

Although in the brief fight just now, Tutuwaka did not let Haruman take advantage of him, but even with his intuition, he can feel that this guy is definitely more dangerous than Nurbah!

The danger was not just Haruman himself, but also the other Nightmare Riders who were constantly flashing around on the battlefield, piercing and slaughtering his demons accurately. With the killing efficiency of these guys, they might be able to clear most of their subordinates in less than half an hour. By that time, facing the siege of 500 Nightmare Riders and two legendary demons, no matter how confident Tutuwaka was, he would probably only end up defeated.

Tutuwaka twisted his left arm, and the eyes of the snake head on it kept scanning around the battlefield, trying to find a way to break the deadlock. Under such observation, he really found two very critical situations.

Although it was known before that the artillery ammunition of the demons was still abundant, and now those cannons could even suppress their subsequent reinforcements, but because of the terrain, most of the shells could not attack them fighting under the city wall.

He also found that a large number of the guns on the city wall were not firing. Tutuwaka estimated that all the unfired artillery could be aimed at his current location. These unfired artillery were on guard against his escape.

This means two very critical pieces of information. One is that his demons can focus most of their attention on the flies jumping around on the battlefield.

After all, no matter what, these demonized minotaurs under his command can be called elite. If they don't have to worry about the artillery and focus all their attention on the enemy, they can replace two opponents before they die, so that their death will not be worthless.

The second piece of information is that because the enemy's artillery needs to be on guard against his retreat and cannot fire all of them, the covering volley fired by the demons cannot hit a large area as accurately as before.

There must be a lot of demon survivors in the attacked area. In this case, even if most of the low-level demons in the rear cannot cross the artillery blockade to come to support, even if 9/10 of them are destroyed by artillery, there will still be a group of demons joining the battlefield here. Although the number of support is much lower than before, at least there is no need to worry about being completely out of ammunition and food.

These two pieces of information are already a blessing in disguise for Tutuwaka, but this still cannot determine the outcome of this war. But perhaps there is always a way out. His snake head actually observed an interesting phenomenon. If he can make good use of this phenomenon, he may not have the possibility of turning defeat into victory!

Tutuwaka instantly shifted his attention to the mounts under the knights' crotch, that is, nightmares. Although these nightmares can take their knights to flash and jump freely, this fast movement seems to consume a lot of physical strength.

Whether it was a devil or a demon, they were not monsters that could not feel the physical consumption, but just ordinary evil demons, not to mention the nightmares carrying riders weighing several hundred kilograms.

The physical consumption of these guys became particularly serious on this battlefield, but the endless demons around them forced them to frequently dodge attacks.

His snake head saw with his own eyes that a nightmare had a certain time delay when flashing due to excessive physical consumption, and was almost killed by a stick from the minotaur next to him, but it was only five minutes since the two sides fought.

Only five minutes had passed. If this continued, let alone half an hour, maybe as long as he could hold on for another five minutes, these elite demonized minotaurs under his command would be able to directly get rid of these annoying flies, so that the two in front of him could also feel the horror of the magic sea tactics!

Tutuwaka smiled excitedly when he thought of this, but before he could be happy for a long time, Nurbaha in front of him seemed to see through his thoughts.

"Haha, I know what you are thinking just by looking at your disgusting giggle. Hey, wild dog, do you think those guys jumping around will be tired after a while? Hahaha! Idiot! Where do you think you are fighting us?"

Nurbaha pointed at the fortress behind with the snake-shaped curved sword in his hand.

"Whether they are tired or injured, those soldiers can quickly escape from the battlefield with the power of nightmares. They can return to the fortress at any time to repair. But you, you brainless fool, your fate will change from the moment you step into the trap. It’s already doomed.”

The big sword in Nurbaha's hand began to slowly change direction, and finally pointed straight at Tutuwaka.

"Death, your destiny, only death..."

Boom! ! ! bump! ! ! Click! ! !

"What?!"