"Kill me...please...kill me..."

The demon general almost frantically sought the robe and stabbed him to death with a halberd. He no longer wanted to suffer this life.

. He opened his mouth, and the whirring flames rushed out of his nose, and his whole body was shrouded in the dark red fire, and he was madly like a helpless beast.

The demons looked at the demon general who was in desperate situation. He was the most respected demon general by the black blood lord Potter. He was one person below everyone. He was the one who incited to avenge the lord. The terrible scene of being burned to death made every demon warrior empathize with it and his heart trembled.

“Wow…”

The demon general tried his best to let out a shrill trembling roar, covering his face that burned out bones with both hands, curled up in pain and was swallowed by the blazing demon flames.

Witnessing such a tragic scene, the demon warrior rushed out of the city with murderous intent, stopped in fear, staring at the burning corpse of the demon general who was burning silently. For a moment, on the battlefield, except for the howling fierce wind, the burning sound of blood and fat burning blood, fell into a terrible silence.

The power of Zhao Hu's flame demon fighting spirit is far beyond the imagination of the demons. The perverted flame seems to encounter the blood of the demon and burn even more vigorously. You should know that although the flame demon fighting spirit is a kind of fire-attribute fighting spirit, its power is not so perverted. Unless the level difference is too large, for example, if the demon general meets a demon-level master, he may be burned to death in an instant. Its manifestation is that a certain part is burned at an extremely high temperature, from the outside to the inside instead of igniting the blood in his body, burning from the inside to the outside, the dark fighting spirit is simply irresistible.

It seems that unless the strong man who surpassed Zhao Hu could use dark fighting spirit to fight against his perverted flame demon fighting spirit! This thought flashed through every demon warrior staring at Zhao Hu in awe. The demon general was defeated, let alone them. A feeling of fear grew in the hearts of every demon warrior, reminding him that he was not his opponent, and it would be better not to encounter that perverted demon flame. Even the remaining five demon generals saw that their strongest companions were burned to death, but they were afraid that they would give it in vain if they killed them.

"Hehehe..."

The sneering sounds broke the tranquility of the battlefield.

It was Zhao Hu's sneer. In the dense sound of the steel armor retracting, the dark magic armor that returned to the light armor state revealed his white white face, his long dark hair drifted in the wind, and the slender sword pointed to the ground, exuding an invisible deterrent force.

The demons stared at the dark magic armor with automatic telescopic armor in panic. It was a function that only master-level magic armor could have. The high-level magic armor was expensive and dared not ask for the price. Is that young depraved lord so rich?

"That's the outcome of the resister. I will give you another chance. Those who surrender will live, and those who resist will die!" Zhao Hu's low and terrifying voice suddenly rang out, and his slender sword was raised, and the sword pointed at the demon warriors who looked at him with a hint of fear.

The demons of Black Blood City looked at each other. Under Zhao Hu, there were only four or five hundred demon soldiers with wounds remaining. That was not fearable. There was only one person who was afraid, that was the fallen lord Zhao Hu.

The Black Blood Lord Porter was far stronger than him, but he was killed by somehow, throwing his corpse to the battlefield. The demon general who was most respected by the Black Blood Lord was the strongest among the demon generals and was also cruelly burned to death.

The demons felt a little scared when they thought of the tragic death of their most powerful companions.

The demons hesitate and wander, fearful and unwilling to accept it!

"You all choose to die?"

Zhao Hu's words were heard like hell, slowly, hideously, and tremblingly.

"Call!"

A crisp sound of the war halberd falling to the ground suddenly sounded. A demon warrior could not suppress his fear in his heart. He threw down the war halberd in his hand, knelt down with one knee with a puff, stroked his right hand on his left chest, and lowered his head. The two sword-like demon horns were deeply hidden towards Zhao Hu, and said in awe: "I am willing to surrender to serve under the command of the great Frozen Lord. I will swear in the name of the demon god Solomon..."

The demons stared blankly at the first companion to eat crabs. The weak surrendered to the stronger ones. It was originally the rule of the Abyss. Potter, who made a vow of loyalty to them, died and turned to surrender to the more powerful Zhao Hu. It was normal for them to look at the hundreds of wounded subordinates of the Fallen Lord, and I felt a little unwilling to accept it.

"You have obtained my protection!" Zhao Hu said expressionlessly.

"Yes!" The demon was overjoyed, got up and grabbed the land-strike halberd, raising the demon's wings and flew into the array of demon soldiers behind Zhao Hu. He looked at the bloody Cass in his body and stood at the tail of the formation. He immediately felt that his waist was straight, his back was no longer sore, and his legs were straight, proud to join this shabby camp.

"Knock, knock..."

With the first example of surrender, the second and third, one after another, the demon warriors threw down their long halberds and knelt down and swore to surrender to Zhao Hu.

Hundreds of demon warriors in the remains of the Black Blood City were protruding their heads and their minds were at a loss.

The plesiodon Kas roared violently: "Listen to the guards on the black blood city, if they don't come out to surrender. In a short while, my master will kill the city and kill all one by one!"

The demons at the head of the Black Blood City were stunned for a moment, silently looking at more and more companions who chose to surrender. Many hurriedly ran out of the city and rationally joined the loyal army. There were dozens of hesitant demons standing foolishly on the head of the city, deeply saddened by the death of the Black Blood Lord Potter.

Four or five hundred bloody demon soldiers were listed behind Zhao Hudi, and welcomed the demon warriors one by one in the form of a victorious manner. Each of them passed by them smiled with a flattering smile and was automatically listed behind them. The entire formation gradually increased.

Zhao Hu stood coldly underground, the dark magic armor perfectly covered his slender body, the black long sword faintly exuded a trace of murderous aura, and the demonic flames of the flame demon fighting spirit rushed past the sword blade from time to time.

The strong wind blew across the wilderness in front of the city, and the number of demon soldiers behind Zhao Hu gradually increased. The number of people in the Black Blood City decreased rapidly. In addition to the nearly 1,000 demon warriors who died in battle, there were still more than 4,200 demon warriors, and almost all of the demons successively loyal and surrendered.

There were still hundreds of demons who were unwilling to surrender in the city of Black Blood City, including the five demon generals. Looking at Zhao Hu's side whose strength was greatly enhanced in an instant, their vicious faces were filled with loss and despair. They knew what the ending was to greet them, but these people were the most valued people of Potter, and they received far more favors than ordinary demon soldiers. It was difficult for them to choose to betray the original owner and be loyal to Zhao Hu.

Howling, the two sides confronted each other coldly.

However, the strength of strength has greatly improved. Behind Zhao Hu are 4,560 demon soldiers, while behind Black Blood City is a hundred lonely people. The demon generals did not stop the demon soldiers from surrendering one after another. They hope that this kind-hearted move can be exchanged for the continuation of life.

A demon general shouted in a hoarse voice: "Dear Frozen Lord, when the demon soldiers left, we did not take any action to stop him. We do not ask for anything else. We only ask that you allow us to leave Black Blood City alive for this kind of goodwill. We sincerely promise that we will never be enemies with the Lord from now on!"

Hundreds of pairs of hopeful eyes looked at Zhao Hu with a cold face, all longing for him to open up his compassion.

"I have said earlier that those who surrender live, those who resist die! There is no third way to choose!" Zhao Hu said ruthlessly: "The devil does not believe in tears. Since he chose Yuzhong, then kill him without leaving any one!" His right hand held the black long sword and pointed firmly at the hundreds of shocked and angry demon generals and demon soldiers.

"Kill!" The plesiodon Kas roared violently, and his sharp dragon claws pointed at the sparse figures under the Black Blood City.

There was no more hesitation. Since he chose to surrender, thousands of demon warriors shouted, and the demon wings opened one after another, like a large group of fierce vultures flying into the air, like a group of howling bees, striking black at the hundreds of foolish loyalists who refused to surrender.

"Damn it's too much, brothers, I'll fight!" A demon general was so angry that he cursed, waved his halberd and shouted, flapped his wings and greeted him. Dozens of demon soldiers and generals behind him followed him and followed him.

The slightly fierce sound of the collision of weapons sounded, and thousands of demons flashed with thick demon wings, surrounding dozens of demon soldiers and generals. The shadows of halberds stabbed them like forests, and the sound of fighting spirits colliding in the air was endless.

The five demon generals had red eyes and opened their killing rings. Their power was far higher than ordinary demon soldiers. The number of demon soldiers was greater. Every time dozens of them died, more demons rushed up.

Seeing that more than a thousand demons could not get in, they flew towards the city of Black Blood City. No matter how high the city was, the city could not defend against the demon warriors with wings. Of course, the city of the demon clan knew this disadvantage. There were hundreds of arrow tower cars on the top of the city to prevent the attack of the flying legion. Each car could accommodate 100 warriors. Each warrior had a quiver that accommodated 300 arrows, which could form a dense arrow rain defense point.

The Arrow Tower car needed a large number of soldiers, especially those who were familiar with the art of archery. Black Blood City had such a good defensive arrow car, but there were more soldiers. Dozens of demons hurriedly entered a Arrow Tower car, but more than a thousand demons were divided into several teams and flew around from a further direction. They were all blank city defenses. They could only sigh and wait for the demons who were siege to come.
Chapter completed!