Chapter 1695 Does This Guy Have the Blood of the Ten Thousand Touched Beast?
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Zhang Weidao is now at the peak of the legendary level. Of course, he can easily deal with the opponent's demon soldiers and generals, and it is no problem to fight several legendary levels alone. But when it comes to demigods, he is really not up to it. If all his trump cards are played, he can only hold on for 10 to 20 moves.
Leaving aside Wang Yan and the Desert Emperor, the friends on Earth can barely hold up a demigod even if they are added together. Legendary level and demigod level, that is the difference in the origin of life.
High Priest Belika pondered, "In terms of the distribution of troops, the Dark Demon Realm is betting heavily on Princess Ange. The Night Blade Prince seems arrogant, but he is just cannon fodder without trump cards. And Asmodeus's treatment is not much better, purely used to consume the enemy's existence. If I were Samael, I would definitely bet heavily on the Dark Saint, whether it is the type of troops or the trump cards."
As a result, the friends from Earth suddenly became a little anxious, looking at Wang Yan with embarrassed eyes.
"You don't have to look at me like that. I have no choice." Wang Yan shrugged helplessly and said, "Think about it, there is a high probability that the Princess An Ge is my girlfriend Wu Ya An Ge. If I team up with the Dark Saint to kill her, how can I live in the future?"
That's true.
The friends looked at Wang Yan with sympathy.
Although they are not sure whether the Princess An Ge is Wu Ya An Ge. But from the various known information and clues, it is still possible. If it is really Wu Ya An Ge, Wang Yan will defeat her head-on, and it will be easier in the future. If he joins hands with the Dark Saint to eliminate her, I am afraid that life will really be over.
"Old Wang, there is actually a solution." Shentu Tianlu laughed strangely, and said while hooking his tentacles on Wang Yan's shoulders, "Aren't you known as the son of playboys? You can let Wu Yaangge know that you are Wang Yan, and then join forces with her to kill the Dark Saint, right?"
"Get lost, don't touch me with your tentacles." A flame popped out from Wang Yan's shoulder, almost melting Shentu Tianlu's tentacles, causing him to scream, "Boss, you are too cruel. There are many sensory cells integrated into my tentacles, so it will hurt just the same."
"Oh , sensory cells?" Zhang Weidao said with a smirk, "Do those sensory cells have other feelings besides pain?"
"Weidao, what are you talking about?" Shentu Tianlu looked at him innocently and said, "I don't understand a word you said. I integrated more sensory cells into the tentacles to make the tentacles completely become a part of my body, increasing sensitivity and combat effectiveness."
"If you don't understand, why do you explain so much?" Zhang Weidao looked at him with envy and jealousy. Shentu Tianlu's awakened superpowers are really gifted.
Unfortunately, this is a superpower awakened by genetic mutation, and it is not something you can practice if you want to. Shentu Tianlu must have the blood of the Ten Thousand Touch Beast in his body. Tsk, tsk, it must be.
"Shut up." Some women at the scene couldn't stand the dialogue between the two guys anymore, and they all scolded.
"Okay, okay, we're in a meeting, everyone, be serious." Wang Yan advised, "Anyway, this time we have to fight head-on. Everyone, fight hard and try to show the style of us Earthlings. After this Hell Conference, I will try my best to collect resources and help everyone break through to the Demigod level."
"Happy~~"
Everyone's eyes lit up.
Demigods, how many Demigods are there on Earth now? Each Demigod is the most precious resource, the trump card to fight against the abyss in the future. Just like this Hell Conference, if the friends from Earth are all Demigod-level strongmen, they can directly announce the head-on confrontation with everyone from the beginning.
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Time moves forward bit by bit.
The remaining three armies seem to have reached an agreement and are ready for a vigorous showdown.
The vast grassland.
The three armies have approached each other and are facing each other in a triangular formation.
Wang Yan's side.
The main combat force is hundreds of heavily armored ogre warriors, one-third of which are legendary, and each of them can be called a meat mountain. With their terrifying defense and excellent armor and shield, even a demigod-level warrior would have to work hard to kill one.
In addition, most of the troops are barbarian warriors.
Although the heavy infantry they formed is not as strong as the ogre warriors, it is more flexible and changeable. The most important thing is that some of the elite barbarians are armed as Flame Breath Predators.
They are heavily armored and ride the Flame Breath Hellhounds evolved from the hellhounds. The Flame Breath Hellhounds have three heads, move quickly, and are good at spitting flames. Even the places where they step on will be ignited into fire trails.
This kind of creature living in magma flames is very close to flames. The more flames around them, the more powerful they will be. Now Wang Yan has a total of 150 Flame Breath Predators.
Each Flame Breath Hellhound is at least half-step S-level. The Flame Breath Hellhounds under the crotch of some generals have even reached the legendary realm.
In fact, the hellhound Wang Yan rode was a legendary peak-level Flame Breath Hellhound, majestic and ferocious.
In the previous extermination of Prince Nightblade and Asmodeus, this powerful Flame Breath Plunderer did not play at all.
In addition, there was a brigade of succubus troops and a brigade of harpy scouts.
The whole army was full of awe. Including the generals of each department, there were more than 400 legendary warriors. It can be said that there were strong men like clouds and fierce generals like feathers.
Similarly, the Dark Saint Army located in the front left was not to be underestimated. Her army was a pure army of fallen angels. The comprehensive ability was very strong. It could attack and retreat, harass remotely, and also fight head-on.
Although there were only more than 300 legendary warriors in this army of fallen angels, the comprehensive strength gave Wang Yan a slight headache. The opponent had no ground troops to drag down and moved too fast.
It could even be said that if she wanted to delay the war, she could definitely survive until the end of time. Even Wang Yan, who was so powerful, did not dare to easily enter the army of thousands of fallen angels. That was purely seeking death.
To break the situation, unless the three great demons had played the game of chicken on Earth, the simulated battlefield had to shrink smaller and smaller over time.
In addition, although Princess An Ge's army had ground troops, it was even more troublesome.
Dozens of maids and guards were surrounding her, all of them were very impressive, and they were obviously the best selected.
Two hundred heavily-armored war butchers, riding heavily-armored beasts, if they were to attack Wang Yan's ogre heavy infantry head-on, it would be hard to predict who would win or lose.
The opponent's air force was also very impressive, with a full six hundred dark predators circling in the air, all of them were elite among the elite, riding poisonous dark wyverns.
Once the war butchers tore through the enemy's defense line with an invincible frontal posture, the dark predators would definitely go around the back and penetrate the defensive weaknesses of the opponent's battle formation.
In addition, the Shadow Demon Assassins, known as the world's number one scouts, were also equipped with one hundred units in the army. Maybe they were not good enough in frontal assaults, but with their elusive and invisible means, they were definitely the harvesters of the battlefield.
"Huh?"
The general of the Shadow Demon Assassin unit seemed to have an unusual aura.
Whether it is the three great demons or the audience of the conference, they all seem to have discovered a focus, that is, the young master of the Shadow Demon, Darren Walker. A demigod is a demigod. As long as he does not deliberately hide his aura, even among thousands of troops, he will attract people's attention like the bright moon in the dark night.
"This shadow demon seems a little young." The fallen demon was slightly surprised, "When did such a young master appear in the Shadow Demon Clan?"
"That is Darren Walker, the young master of the Shadow Demon Clan now." The dark demon Mammon said with a slightly proud tone, "The most commendable thing is that he is only over a hundred years old now, barely an adult."
"Hiss!"
This time, even Satan took a breath, "At such a young age, he is already a demigod? If he lives for two or three hundred years, wouldn't he become a great demon king?"
Originally, in Satan's view, the talent of his son Mo Yan was shocking enough. But this young master of the Shadow Demon, who is younger than his son, has become a demigod.
Of course, Satan didn't know at all that Wang Yan's real age was not even 30 years old. If he knew, he would probably spit blood to death.
However, Wang Yan's age does not mean that he is more talented than the young master of Shadow Demon. The young master of Shadow Demon is barely an adult now. If converted into the age of an earthling, he is actually about 18 years old.
Such a situation is extremely rare in the history of the entire hell. Among the various high-level bloodline races in hell, those who can achieve demigods at the age of 250 are already the top contemporary and invincible geniuses of the same age.
In this wave of Purgatory Demon Realm, apart from Wang Yan, there is no other top genius.
It can also be seen from this that the young master of Shadow Demon is so shocking. Such a person will inevitably become a great demon king in the future. Even if there is a special opportunity, there is a certain possibility that he will become a god.
Shadow Demon is a cosmic race that has always followed the dark demon Mammon, and its bloodline talent is also very top. The only weakness is probably the low reproductive ability.
The appearance of the young master of Shadow Demon has boosted the confidence of the audience of Dark Demon Realm. Prince Nightblade's performance before really disgusted the people of the Dark Demon Realm.
Now that the young master of Shadow Demon and Princess Dark Song have joined forces, it seems that they have a chance to win the championship.
The three armies confronted each other like horns.
The Dark Saint rode on a nightmare beast king, holding a soul-cutting sickle in her delicate hands, and said coquettishly: "Mo Yan, it's not easy for you to get to this point. With your current strength, it is undoubtedly a dream to want to deal with the combination of this Saint and Princess Dark Song. It is better to admit defeat and withdraw from the battlefield as soon as possible to avoid greater losses. Otherwise, this Saint will turn you into ashes."
The two sides were more than ten miles apart, and her voice was not loud, but it was clearly transmitted to the ears of every living being in the three-party battle formation. This cultivation is indeed the strength of a demigod demon king-level strongman, and he even has excellent control over this power.
In the world of hell, the three great demons usually do not appear, and the great demon king level is an existence that ordinary people cannot touch. The first level of the demon king is already considered to be the best in this world.
They are either the lord of a big city, or the senior officials of a legion directly under the command of the demon god, or the leaders of a large opposition force, etc. In short, they are all in charge of a place and respected by all the people.
At the same time, they are also idols admired by many legendary lords, and the power of idols also leads generations of outstanding heroes to be positive and upward. Although the chances of legendary lords becoming demigods are very low, they cannot stop their ambitions.
Even when Lord Chihuo was exiled to the border and was living a life of idleness and waiting for death, he dreamed of becoming a demigod.
The speech of the Dark Saint made the fallen angels and the audience excited. The Saint is worthy of being a Saint, worthy of being the heir carefully cultivated by His Majesty Samael, just domineering.
"Haha~" Wang Yan's incarnation Mo Yan said in a rough and powerful voice, "A mere delicate woman dares to let this son of God surrender? Come on, this son of God will fight you for three hundred rounds first."
These words covered the battlefield of dozens of miles, and fell into the ears of every soldier like thunder, buzzing and endless.
Suddenly, many demon soldiers and generals who didn't know how powerful Wang Yan was suddenly horrified. Just by the sound that covered the whole place, people's blood was boiling and they were afraid.
What kind of terrible power is this? It seems to be much stronger than the Dark Saint.
Not only did the demon soldiers and generals feel it, but even the Dark Saint and Princess An Ge couldn't help but tighten their hearts. Isn't it? This guy's momentum seems to be very unusual. Could it be that he really hides his strength?
Although she was shocked, the Dark Saint was a little angry and complained in her heart. The son of fire, this bastard, spoke so badly. Although cursing is a tactical strategy often used in a duel between the two sides, there is no need for him to say it so badly, right?
The Saint was angry, but the ogres and barbarian warriors under Wang Yan's command howled excitedly. The words shouted by His Highness Mo Yan were really powerful and manly.
Especially those ogre warriors, they were all guys with excessive secretion of male hormones. I have been in the military camp for a long time recently, and Camus's military discipline is strict, so I am naturally full of anger.
One by one, they howled like a group of ferocious beasts from ancient times, spewing countless dirty words.
The morale of the Dark Saint's troops suddenly declined. The fallen angels wanted to curse back, but they didn't know how to curse back. There was no way, because those black-winged birdmen usually looked arrogant and proud.
And the Dark Saint must also put on a cold and abstinent look, she can't learn to speak eloquently like the Moyan people, right?
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