The death of a demon lord is without dignity, and no one even knows about it.
Except for those beings of the same level, almost no one on the battlefield discovered that there had once been a demon lord comparable to the eighth level.
The reason why it's almost is because inexplicably, Feng Linwen still remembers it.
Of course, he didn't know at this moment that he was the only person below level eight here who knew the 'truth'.
The display of power from the military bosses did not end there.
But in the dreamlike divine light, a middle-aged man wearing a military coat and holding a pearl rose up and stood in the turbidity of the billowing dark clouds.
"I wish that everyone is like a dragon. I wish that all the soldiers of my human race can be invincible with their fists, have unparalleled speed, wear indestructible golden armor, and hold sharp weapons that can blow away dry matter and make cauldrons determine the universe." The voice passed down. , that orb blooms with immeasurable light.
As infinite light shines down.
Regardless of their level of cultivation in the military camp, as long as they wear military uniforms and wear military emblems on their chests, they all have a great reputation among the human race.
Feng Linyi was extremely surprised to feel that there was an inexplicable magical power that was continuously and forcefully poured into his body, adding powerful power to his body, his weapons, and the mecha he controlled. properties.
This power is so gentle and yet so domineering.
Didi didi!
The energy detectors chirped all the way.
Feng Linyi looked down and realized that in an instant, after he gave up his mecha, his personal strength also expanded to level five.
If you add that mecha, it almost transcends the difference between immortals and mortals, and has the ability to fight head-on with Level 6.
"This is... Deputy Commander Yang Hui's great wishing technique. It is said that if he makes a wish, he can even give birth to a wish that will distort the universe for a moment. Don't be dazed, the power of wishing can only last for half an hour. This half hour Inside, the power from prayers will endlessly replenish us. When we are strong, we will be stronger, and we can be invincible." Before speaking, the battalion commander who had shown a picture of dying at any time was already controlling the broken mecha. , all jumped up from the ground.
He stretched out his hand and pulled out a long steel bar directly from the broken mecha arm. He flicked it hard, and the terrifying white flames covered the originally rough steel bar.
The huge mecha seemed to have really transformed into a human form, and with one strike it could break mountains and seas.
A large number of hell creatures died under the battalion commander's blow without any resistance.
"It's cool!" The battalion commander smiled boldly, then brandished a simple weapon, controlled the broken mecha, and charged into the enemy pile again.
Feng Linyi clenched his fists, and then controlled the mecha without even using weapons, rotating his upper body, and quickly rushed into the enemy camp that was rushing towards him like a tide.
"Despicable intruders, the will of the Demon Abyss will punish you. Under the shroud of the Demon Abyss, I say... Any resistance you have will be in vain, and any attack you will make will be ineffective. No matter how weak the wound is, It will also cause you to die." A demon lord burns his own origin, communicates with the will of the hell world, uses his own energy to force the rules of the world, and then writes rules for the military.
It is true that Deputy Commander Yang Hui's Great Prayer Technique is too harmful to the sentient beings in hell.
That is tantamount to an unreasonable battlefield halo, which directly forcibly increases the combat effectiveness, defense power, reaction ability, etc. of the entire military department and any soldier.
Many demon lords are also at their wits' end.
In the end, the only option is to sacrifice a demon lord to activate the will of hell, which was originally slow to respond, and use the will of hell to target this overbearing prayer technique.
With the Will of Hell the rules have been modified.
Attack methods that generally do not involve rules have begun to become ineffective.
Some military soldiers who were originally only slightly injured died one after another.
Feng Linwen didn't have any wounds on his body and was still fine.
But the battalion commander, who had shared the damage for Feng Linhui and gave Feng Linhui a chance to escape, seemed to be in a very bad situation.
In his hand, there seemed to be some kind of treasure that touched the rules, helping him resist the invasion of the will of hell.
But it seems that it will not last long.
Feng Linwen hurried over, picked up his wine gourd in the mecha, and poured it into his throat.
Guiding the huge energy that had expanded to the fifth level under the Great Prayer Technique, he began to look at the world drunkenly and modify reality.
Feng Linwen's weak strength was not enough to resist the will of the entire hell world, but it was barely enough to hold up a small space and protect the injured battalion commander.
"Batalion Commander! I can't last long. Heal your wounds quickly. As long as you don't have any injuries on your body, the will of hell will not be able to do anything to you." Feng Linhuan hurriedly said to the battalion commander.
The battalion commander didn't waste any words. He poured two cans of drinks made of unknown materials into his mouth.
Then he said: "Okay! Although it is a bit wasteful to use the blood-locking energy drink at this time, but... there is nothing we can do."
The counterattack from hell did not last long.
Deputy Commander Yang Hui performed the Great Prayer Surgery, and seemed to be a little sluggish, as if he was being restrained in some way.
But there was another high-ranking military official who was originally wearing a military uniform, but at this time, he suddenly had multiple transparent silver armors on his body.
Holding a large cross shield, he raised his head to the sky and slapped it hard.
"Here it comes! Major General Spike's god-level 'Shield Counter'." The battalion commander's tone was filled with wonder.
High in the sky, the thick clouds seemed to be torn into holes one by one.
The hell creatures that were originally ferocious began to fall to the ground and die.
Their symptoms were just like those of the military soldiers who died before. Even a wound as big as a fingernail seemed to be a fatal injury, causing them to die immediately.
But their originally sharp teeth and sharp claws have now turned into soft noodles. When scratched on the armor of the military soldiers, not only can they not leave any scars, they can't even make a harsh friction sound. come out.
Feng Linwen was speechless at this time.
Shield counterattack... Feng Linwen knows this skill.
Usually in fantasy worlds, shield-wielding knights or warriors, and sometimes even mages... will learn this skill.
Although the techniques of each school are different, on the whole, they basically use the shield to block, resist or even rebound the opponent's attack, and then seize the flaw to counterattack in one go.
However, practicing shield counterattack to the point where you can modify the rules of the will of the world and counterattack it... This is really unbelievable.
"Sure enough, even if they are both at the eighth level, the eighth level of the military and the eighth level of the indigenous people of the world have completely different meanings. This is like two identical adult men, one is stunted and lacks exercise. And the other He is eight feet tall and is the national Sanda champion. Broadly speaking, they are both adult men, but in terms of actual fighting ability, they are not at the same level at all." Feng Linwen sighed in his heart, and he couldn't help but feel that in this era, greatness always makes people Under greater pressure.
"If I don't work harder, even if I have a chance to reach level 8 in the future, I'm afraid I will still be a parallel importer standing in the crowd. That would be really embarrassing!" Feng Linhui was slightly distracted.
But after a moment, he organized his thoughts and began to join the battalion commander, back to back, into the enemy army.
At this time, if we don't take the opportunity to harvest a wave, how can we wait for the enemy to react and find a way to crack it?
