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———————————————————————————————— [bsp;    Maybe I didn’t take humans seriously, maybe the muscles grew into my head, maybe this group of demons who evolved from the King of Moon forgot to evolve their brains, or maybe it was the small dimensional fragment that did not evolve the legendary superstructure - everyone is at the seventh level, why should I listen to you? It was this fucking social class that caused the unorganized and undisciplinedness of these kings of hell, which led to Caesar not encountering any terrible situation.

...Let's say that, when Caesar unstoppably killed several Hell Kings surrounding him, the large army of more than a hundred demons finally arrived. The demon's biggest personality characteristic is that he is typical heartless. Looking at Caesar, he seems to be very fierce, at least more than the Paladin who only knows how to seal the door with holy light. Therefore, the kings of Hell did not have much anger due to the death of the same clan, but instead had several completely different views. Of course, the ultimate goal of all views is to hack Caesar to death.

All the kings of hell think Caesar is very powerful, and the difference in opinions is that a group of timid kings of hell think they are even more powerful, so they tend to fight one-on-one or elite teams to fight. Another group of more self-knowledge kings of hell think that another group is idle. In this case, it is best to rush up and dismember them, and then leave this ghost place that has trapped them for five thousand years. The bitter differences are quarreling, and soon a solution that hurts but no one has any objections to it. It turns out that unless there is a strong and brainy leader, the demons will never have any idea of ​​the overall situation and the idea of ​​preserving their strength to win...

Those who want to fight one-on-one, those who want to fight one-on-one, those who want to fight one-on-one, those who want to fight one-on-one, are really loving in this way. At least for Caesar, the kings of hell formed a big circle, just like a one-on-one fight between barbarians, surrounding Caesar in the center, leaving a field for seven or eight adult mammoths to roll.

A war armor, tall and powerful king of hell, raised the battle axe and chain hammer in his hand, roared at Caesar. The king of hell shouted in unison, roaring at the demonic words that Caesar didn't understand, but a certain king probably guessed what these grandsons wanted to do. To be honest, this custom is really similar to the ways of barbarians...

But this really means Caesar's desire to delay time. How can he refuse? He moved his wrists, and the purple lightning surged, his fingers were like swords, pointing at the demon with fangs and claws from afar. The demon roared and rushed forward, and the earth was shaking all the way. Two hell weapons were raised high. Caesar sneered, bent his knees slightly, raised his fist with his right hand, and smashed to the ground with a bang. A loud bang, and a strong earth standing in the magma for thousands of years broke into countless cracks. The gravel flew into the sky, and countless stones turned into spirals and rushed towards the coming demon. The King of Hell held the hammer of heaven and a slight round. The chain hammer's chain turned into a sharp ring to gather the gravel, and it immediately collapsed into ashes.

However, the demon's scarlet eyes suddenly shrank, because with the cover of gravel, Caesar had rushed to him.

The horizontal axe was defended, and the fist collided with the axe surface. The battle axe that was tempered for thousands of years by hell materials actually appeared with cracks visible to the naked eye. The powerful impact force struck the demon's thigh five or six steps. The King of Hell made a quick decision and launched the soul-fighting barrier!

The fiery red hemisphere spreads out. The soul-fighting barrier is different from the elemental boundary. It emphasizes that the smaller the better - this represents the concentration of power. The warrior's fighting method is to break the surface at a point, so the demon's soul-fighting barrier was suppressed by it to a radius of three meters - this seems to be its limit. The fiery fire within the three meters radius is hotter than the environment everywhere here. The fire poison in the air is getting stronger and stronger, and even Caesar's elemental resistance cannot easily resist - but that's all.

Caesar assaulted forward, and the restrictions of the soul-fighting barrier could not stop him from advancing. Two hands surrounded by thunder rushed and swept, punched and pushed each other, swept the battle axe and chain hammers that were swept to the side. Caesar jumped up, and then hit the right shoulder hard on the chest of the King of Hell. The breastplate was instantly concave, accompanied by crisp bone cracks and painful roars, the King of Hell staggered back, but Caesar was still following like a shadow, and his right foot leaped, grabbed the two sharp corners of the demon's battle helmet, pressed his left knee on the demon's shoulder, leveraged the force, and lifted his hands, lifted the King of Hell's head up.

Bright blood gushed out from the broken wound, and the powerful vitality made a contribution again. The headless demon still waved his weapons randomly. Caesar kicked into the sea of ​​lava on one side. The blood spurted out from the sky, like a rain of blood falling, all sprinkled on the armor of the surrounding king of hell - the excited roar became even more intense.

He threw the demon's head aside and was too lazy to see anything that broke out. Caesar waved to the onlookers, indicating that those who didn't want to live could play - this time there were three. It seemed that Caesar's clean and neat killing process made these demons a little afraid - but if he rushed over, he would definitely be ridiculed, so he still bit the bullet and started to form a team.

Three... There are also skills in the words of hell demons, but it is not like the seven professions of human beings are the soul tree of acquired structures of the strong - their power source is like natural, or directly from the power of creation, but the Creator is so fair. From the lowest destruction demon to the highest destruction servant, all demons have pitifully few skills, and they are not very purposeful - far less than the skill tree of human beings' seven professions, full of hard work and wisdom, and the love of the ancestors who built the soul tree for their own race. The king of hell has the skills of controlling melee flames and "crazy" similar to the berserkers. In fact, these three kings of hell are proficient in this way, and the three demons attack together, which is quite good.

First, there was the soul-fighting barrier, and three soul-fighting barriers broke out at the same time, squeezing towards Caesar from three directions. Three demons holding weapons began to attack in a row... After the first attack was successful, a faint whirlwind surrounded the body, and the power and speed of the three kings of hell suddenly increased several times. Caesar was caught off guard and was hit hard.

"It hurts so much!" Caesar roared and was then slapped a few more times.

"So I said it hurts so much!" These attacks finally left scars on Caesar's body. The king's rage value was almost full. The "jump" advanced skill "war trampling" exploded, and a yellow light spread and roared. This time the power skill was not about shock but knocking off. Moreover, although the "crazy" skill can greatly improve the body's strength, it caused a reduction in defense and combat awareness. The three kings of hell were hit into the sky. Caesarsen smiled coldly and jumped up. Two giant god blades appeared in their hands and swung them several times in the air. After that, the sword edge turned into a crescent moon, the cold light was as sharp as a star, and the sword force tore the invisible wind. Similar crazy skills were power from the Temple of War. Blood rain fell in the sky. The three kings of hell had been cut back and forth by the two giant god blades and strangled into pieces of steel and flesh.

Then there is one-to-five - is the devil's obsession with odd numbers very much? Is it true that the order of one, three, five, seven, nine has increased... Nowadays, there are seven leaders in hell, from the great masters of Barr, there seem to be a total of seven members of the Angles Committee in the Higher Paradise... However, due to some verbal reasons, there are only a few left.

Even as the source of power of the shield after humans took over the continent, there are seven holy places, seven holy saints. Well, there is no need to include the three old flange gangsters on the top of the holy mountain. Their existence is to defy the will of heaven...

So is seven a very subtle number? Is there any strange rules or rules hidden?

So Caesar was shamelessly distracted in the battle - but quickly regained his thoughts. The five kings of hell were a little cautious this time. Instead of rushing forward quickly, they looked very cautious, surrounded Caesar in the center, slowly circled around him, and kept communicating in demonic language, probably to discuss a battle plan - of course, for Caesar, who did not understand the demonic language, this sound was purely noise interference.

Hey hey hey, even though I knew that the invasion of hell would happen in our generation, why didn’t there be any related learning of demon language? At least, it’s just that simple to force confession and other things. It’s not that the war gods of all generations are so stupid that they can’t even learn demon language. It must be like this! Caesar whispered and let the kings of hell circle around him. Anyway, his purpose is to delay time. If the demons want to play circle dance, then play it.

But the demons' patience was worse than that of Caesar... The five demons suddenly changed their formation, and they arranged a team of 2-1-2, rushed towards Caesar - but they did not notice that the human opposite was obviously moving his ears, and then they showed a hideous smile.

Golden light shone into the sky, golden equipment covered the whole body, purple soul-fighting barriers roared and spread, thunder and lightning roared, and Caesar's hands flashed the power of thunder and fire, and then merged into one, turning into purple flames that burned everything.

Taking advantage of the moment when the kings of hell were imprisoned by the soul-fighting barrier, Caesar's purple flames were shot out at the same time. The two demons of the forward were burned to their souls by the purple flames. Caesar took a step forward, and his two iron fists hit dozens of times, and the flesh and blood scattered from the gap in the armor. The king of hell in the middle was smashed into a pool of mud. Then he flew up and stepped heavily on his right foot. The war trampled on him and stomped one alive. Then the electric current surged, and the battle axe chain hammer scattered around him was controlled by thunder. The power of the carrier's lightning bombarded the last demon's corpse.

Caesar stood in the middle of the corpse, pointing to the sky with one finger—

"I want to hit ten!"
Chapter completed!