The magic flying from afar illuminated the night sky and the sea surface. The magic set in advance rose from the sea like a wave. When the two met, they mostly made a silent sound, and in some cases it made a loud thunderous sound, which meant that a certain magic that was coming was powerful.》,

The general Takufu, the sea-studded general, still had his heart tide, but his face had recovered from calmness. He stood on the city tower facing the dock and watched the battle situation at the sea. behind him stood dozens of officers, who contacted various warships through a large number of demonic weapons and passed messages and orders.

The sacrificial team is not a temporary pieced together demon army. It has a strict and complete architectural system. The commander's orders can be transmitted to the smallest patrol ship in real time.

"The attack of the casual cultivators is quite a bit of inscriptions. They use a large number of ordinary spells as a cover to hide a few powerful moves. This casual cultivator named Hong Futian seems not simple." General Tahaihai usually speaks little in front of his subordinates, but today is a bit special. He urgently hopes to prove that he is still alive and has real power, so he wants to say something.

The flattering flattery of the officers once disgusted him, but at this moment it was the most wonderful voice in the world.

Hong Futian's army of casual cultivators often harassed the demon army, so they were recognized at the beginning of the battle.

"Look, those powerful spells are not specializing in one place, they are slowly tempted from east to west. Do you know what this means?"

With a series of surprises and admiration, all the officers understood that if they dared to snatch words at this time, they were seeking death.

"So far, the casual cultivators are just doing feint attacks. The real battle has not begun. I remind all ships not to act rashly and they are on standby."

The officers received the order in unison and spoke quickly to their warships. The simplest words must be repeated two or three times, with their voices rising and falling, creating a full sense of tension.

"Don't you need to inform Mr. Ma of the battle situation?" a voice asked carefully.

The general stepped on the sea and looked at his nephew's panic and frustrated face. He felt annoyed and embarrassed in his heart. The scene of being humiliated in the tall building returned to his mind, "Are you here to teach me how to fight?"

"Uncle, I want to say something to you, it's very important." Takuyong was impatient. Mr. Ma might discover the secrets in the statue of Mo Yu at any time, so he had to hurry up and arrange his way out.

The general's face twitched slightly and turned around suddenly. He reached out to hold his nephew's throat, pushed him against the wall, lowered his voice and said viciously: "Don't think I won't kill you."

The city tower is more than ten feet high. Under the restrictions of a large number of magic, it cannot fly here. If you fall down and don’t die, you will be seriously injured.

The officers all lowered their heads and kept asking whether there was any new situation on the warships.

Tuoyong knew why his uncle was angry, because he had accomplished nothing for so many years, and because he had just witnessed his uncle's embarrassing appearance with his own eyes.

"Mu Xingqiu." Tuoyong tried to lower his voice.

"Who?" General Trainhai was stunned. His nephew was about to speak and repeat, but he quickly shook his head, then let go of his nephew's throat and walked to the remote corner of the city tower.

The nearby officers raised their voices tactfully. The noise formed, and the general on the sea stared at his nephew with a stern impression that there would be no good things.

Takuyong swallowed his saliva and moistened his throat, and said in a lower voice: "Mu Xingqiu is out. Hidden in that black jade statue..."

"Mu Xingqiu? Which Mu Xingqiu?"

"It's that, the only one, the demon master Mu Xingqiu." Tuoyong was a little anxious. "The statue of the god was left by Mr. Ma, and he will soon discover..."

The general of the Sea stalker strangled his nephew's throat again, "What did you say?"

Takuyong's face turned red and he said hoarsely: "Uncle, you have to save me."

General Tramura really wanted to strangle his nephew to death, but it was useless. Mr. Ma would not let him go because of this. Moreover, he had no biological child. This nephew was his heir. His hands were getting harder and harder until his nephew started rolling his eyes.

"Why, you always refuse to tell me the truth?"

Takuyong rubbed his throat and his face turned redder, "I was threatened by Mu Xingqiu. He is very powerful and can stop me from magic, but he can cast spells at will."

It is not difficult to imprison the magic or spell. Talang City is such a city that cannot be cast, but the imprisonment comes from the magic array and can only bind ordinary power. A powerful magician can break through the imprisonment and cast some magic. Tuoyong is not powerful, but people who can imprison his magic must have some ability.

The general stepped onto the other side of the city tower, and the officers made way. Takuyong followed behind and followed with anxiety.

The General of the Sea looked at the tall buildings in the palace garden. No matter day or night, there was always a layer of vague haze, called the demon cloud, which could only be seen by powerful demon eyes. The General of the Sea was not good at demon arts, and with the assistance of the top demon weapon in the country of sacrificing life, he could also see unusual scenes.

The haze covering the tall building disappeared. The general stepped on the sea to rub his eyes, waved his hand to call the most powerful magician under his command, pointed at the tall building and asked, "What did you see?"

The magician looked closely and understood the general's meaning. After a moment, he shook his head and said, "Strange, the demon cloud has disappeared. Mr. Ma... isn't he anymore in the building?"

The General Stepping on the Sea didn't say a word, and the scene of being humiliated in the building returned to his mind. After a while, he said to his nephew: "Go to see Mr. Ma and report the situation of the battle here." After a pause, he reminded him stereotypedly: "Perform according to the opportunity."

When Takuyong's legs became weak, his uncle's order meant that he had to resolve the crisis by himself. If the winner was Mr. Ma, today would be his death date.

The general of the Sea pulled his nephew to his side and said coldly: "I have protected you for so many years, and it's time for you to repay you."

Takuyong was so surprised that he couldn't speak. The general of the Sea pushed him away, his eyes getting colder and colder.

Takuyong left in panic, and a magician followed Wang Sun at the general's instructions.

The General of the Sea didn't say something, and his nephew still had a glimmer of hope for survival, that is, Mu Xingqiu could really defeat Mr. Ma. For the royal family of the sacrificial king, Mu Xingqiu was a distant and mysterious name, and perhaps he could really create a miracle.

As soon as Takuyong left, an officer ran up panting, "General, the demons in the city are causing trouble, they all come to ask why they are not allowed to leave the city, and ask... if they are going to sacrifice them."

Rumors cannot be stopped, but the general of the Sea is calm in such matters. "Where is humanity?"

"It's okay for humans to be. Only a few residents participated in the trouble, and most of them stayed at home."

Human beings have been completely conquered, and they dare not resist until death. The general of the sea trembled in his heart and thought to himself that he would be almost completely conquered by half the demon.

"The order to block the entire city, city gates, city walls, air and underground. No human or demon clan is allowed to let go."

The order is very clear, but there is a saying that the officer still needs to confirm, "Where is the King of Tramps?"

"He is also a human being." General Treading the Sea said slightly angrily. Mr. Ma allowed him to let a hundred people go, but he had learned his lesson and decided not to use this "privilege".

The officer left in a hurry. He was a demon clan, but when he thought that even the surrendered princes would be sacrificed, he was still frightened. He felt that his life was not stable.

It was almost a matter of the past and back. The three slaves in Mr. Ma's building came. As soon as they saw the general of the sea, they said, "Mr. Ma has an order, and the sacrifice begins immediately."

The general who was not surprised by this sudden order. The only regret he regretted was that his nephew's hope was shattered so quickly. Since Mr. Ma could still order it. Obviously it was okay, then the one who had something to do was probably Mu Xingqiu.

It is best not to implicate yourself. The general who stepped on the sea was in a mess. His expression became more calmer and ordered the officers to order the magicians who had already stood in place.

Sacrifice is a complex process, and killing is the most important link. The magician must massacre in batches and regions according to the plan. When the blood accumulates to a certain level, Mr. Half-Demon Ma will take action personally.

That's it. The general on the sea thought that 300,000 humans would die, but the 200,000 demons came from all over the country, thinking that they had ushered in the revival of the demons, but they ended up losing their lives. But they did not die in vain. After this physical sacrifice, Mr. Ma's strength will increase significantly, and all the magical techniques blessed on all warships in the port can also be improved a lot.

"The world of the demons." General Stepping into the sea could not imagine what kind of picture the future would be.

This was the most chaotic moment of the whole night. The battles at sea and sacrifices in the city were carried out at the same time. Everyone was panicked and the demons were in danger. Even the demon soldiers on the city tower did not feel that they were safe.

Chaos, like an infectious disease, quickly broke away from the restrictions of the city walls.

The officers on the city tower kept shouting at the top of their voices, and suddenly nearly half stopped at the same time. The other half found something abnormal and shut up one after another.

"What's going on?" General Treading the Sea asked angrily. The battle at sea seemed normal, and the offense of the casual cultivator and the defense of the demon clan were all orderly.

A higher-level officer stammered: "The warships ahead, the front... refuse, refuse to accept orders."

"What does it mean to refuse to accept orders?"

"Some warships cut off contact with us..."

The general of the Sea stomping took over the nearest skeleton demon head, and knew that the officer was right without opening his mouth. The contact was interrupted, "How many warships?"

The officer glanced at his confused colleague and made an estimate, "Probably, about 200 ships."

The entire navy's warship was only 500, and there were so many betrayals. The general of the Sea was furious and said, "The order to destroy all the rebel ships."

The command officer had to remind the general, "The witchcraft army is performing the city-wide festival."
Chapter completed!