Chapter 1249 Bloody Battle (IV)

Low-level, thorn demon.

Middle-level, spike demon.

High-level, horn demon.

Corresponding to the three stages of the evolution of the same type of demon.

Their common feature is that they are covered with thorns.

The troops composed of the above three types of demons are vividly called the "Thorn Corps", which is one of the trump cards under the command of "Duke of Magic Flame" Belmonk.

At this time, Kona only has a reserve team with a total of no more than 5,000, while the "Thorn Corps" that are surrounding them have twice the strength of their own, and the situation is quite dangerous!

Demons and devils, the same level duel, single-handedly, the devil is slightly better.

But if hundreds of demons and devils fight against each other, when the strength of both sides is equal, the devils who are better at tactical coordination will have the upper hand.

Kona's troops faced the "Thorn Corps" that launched a surprise attack, with only half the strength of the other side, and it was almost inevitable to lose.

"The situation looks bad, you'd better retreat as soon as possible!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, Pipi wiped the cold sweat and suggested to Kona.

Kona shook her head gently, and a dark long sword that caused space vibration slowly rose from her open palm.

The fierce battle was at its climax, and the commander fled without fighting, which would inevitably lead to the collapse of the army's morale and a complete defeat. This was a result that Kona could not accept in any way.

"General Tulas is more cunning than I expected, but a temporary conspiracy does not mean that you can laugh to the end."

After issuing several orders in succession and arranging everything, Kona jumped off the chariot holding the "Black Blade of Disaster".

"Hey! Ms. Kona, don't be impulsive!" Pippi opened the car window and tried to call her back, "You are the commander, why do you take risks yourself? It is more reasonable to stay in the car and command the battle!"

Unfortunately, in the world of demons, the first thing to consider when doing something is the current mood, not whether it is reasonable.

Like Duke Belmonk, hiding in a command vehicle with thick armor protection, treating the casualties of both sides as a string of numbers, and calmly issuing orders is of course safer and more in line with the identity of the commander.

However, Kona thought that was too boring. She didn't like it. She would rather go to the front line and kill the enemy in her own way.

"I will personally lead the team to fight the invading enemy, try to buy time, delay the main force to withdraw, and reversely surround the "Thorny Legion". The balance of victory will tilt towards us again!"

Kona turned her back to the chariot, slowly changed back to the six-armed snake demon form, and said to Pipi without looking back:

"As for you, the nagging little devil, you have fulfilled your obligations and can now go back to Gao Fei."

As soon as the voice fell, Kona suddenly raised the black sword, and a summoning array appeared under her feet.

The higher the rank of the demon, the stronger the ability to summon the same kind.

As a legendary demon, the summons issued by the "Blade Princess" were immediately responded to by the will of the abyss, and three waves of reinforcements were sent in succession.

The first to be summoned by Kona were nine tall and strong Berserker Demons, the combat power ceiling of mid-level demons.

Then there were five seducers, who responded to Kona's summons and teleported over.

Finally, the three fully armed six-armed snake demons of Kona's clan appeared in the summoning circle.

As soon as these demons appeared on the battlefield, they bowed to Kona and consciously acted as her guards.

The demon soldiers under Kona also imitated the commander's approach and collectively cast spells to summon their own kind.

In a blink of an eye, the troops left behind at the command center doubled in strength.

The morale of the demons was greatly boosted, but Pipi shook his head and sighed.

The demons can summon their own kind, but unfortunately the devil can also do this.

In the opposite devil camp, General Tulas raised the bloodstained cold iron spike chain and roared to the sky!

Buzz! !

A dark magic circle opened under his feet, and four figures turned from light to dark, and they were all murderous horned demons!

The officers and soldiers under General Tulas were also racing against time to perform the summoning ceremony to strengthen their own momentum.

Spike demons, thorn demons, horned demons... one after another hideous figures rose from the ground.

Many demons from hell responded to the call of their compatriots, directly crossed the plane barrier, descended to the Wanyuan Plain, and joined this bloody battle.

Demons and devils of the same level have similar abilities to summon their own kind.

Demons or devils summoned to the battlefield cannot use their summoning abilities before completing their mission.

So when both sides began to summon reinforcements, it is conceivable that the side with superior military strength summoned more reinforcements.

Kona's guards, 5,000 to 10,000.

Tulas's "Thorny Corps", 10,000 to 20,000.

The gap in the strength of the two sides has widened further.

Pipi had expected this situation to happen, so he couldn't help sighing, feeling that the prospects of the war were bleak.

However, Kona and the demon soldiers around her didn't care about it.

The more enemies came, the more fun they were to kill, and the more food they could provide for the demons to move towards the peak of evolution.

Kona held six epic scimitars and controlled the "Black Blade of Disaster" floating in the air. She led the way out of the siege, with swords and sabers flashing.

The bodies of the devils fell behind her like pieces of wheat being cut down.

General Tulas on the opposite side also seemed to be unstoppable.

This famous horned demon general, who had reached the peak of the quasi-legendary realm and was only a step away from breaking through the bottleneck, exuded a terrifying aura.

Within 300 feet, any demon who felt this "fear aura" was frightened to the point of weakness in his legs. When they saw General Tulas from afar, they couldn't help but want to turn around and run away.

General Tulas's momentum was like an invisible wave. The demons close to him were like sand. After the great waves washed away the sand, the low-level demons were scared and fled.

Only the middle and high-level demons with strong strength and determination could still stand in front of the powerful Horned Demon General.

"You are very good!" Tulas laughed loudly, "You are qualified to be killed by me!"

"How dare you!"

A six-armed snake demon flashed directly in front of Tulas, and the six arms waved long swords, turning into a storm of sharp blades. In an instant, the two spiked demons were cut into pieces and fell down.

"It's your turn next!"

The six-armed snake demon laughed grimly and pounced on General Tulas.

In the past bloody battles, she personally killed no less than a dozen Horned Demons. Tulas was also a Horned Demon. How strong could he be?

However, she seemed to have forgotten one thing.

She is a six-armed snake demon, and Kona, who summoned her to join the battle, is also a six-armed snake demon. She and Kona are from the same clan, so are they equally powerful?

Tulas looked at the six-armed snake demon with contempt and said lightly: "You are not good enough, Kona is better."

Swish! !

The thick chain covered with cold iron spikes flew out of his hand with a whistle, like a pitch-black monster python, and lashed at the six-armed snake demon fiercely.

Ding Ding Dang Dang!

There was a sound of metal clashing, and sparks flew everywhere.

The six-armed snake demon was shocked to find that the six scimitars in his hands were all broken by Tulas's spiked chains in an instant.