"Ow—"

At this moment, the sound of whistling wind, the roar of flying dragons, and the roar of players all came from behind the Slaughter Demon.

I saw Mantou riding a two-legged flying dragon falling from the sky, holding a lance tightly in his right arm, swooping down from the sky.

"Die to me!"

Mantou shouted angrily, and the tip of the gun, flashing with cold light, pierced through the air and aimed directly at the huge head of the Slaughter Demon.

Because of extreme excitement, his heart was pounding, and the scene of a lance piercing through the demon's head appeared in his mind - that was tens of thousands of gold nars and millions of camp contributions!

If he could capture this Slaughter Demon, he would become rich!
"Annoying flies."

But the Slaughter Demon only showed an impatient expression, and the appendages on its back swung at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye, and a black shadow cut through the sky.

"Shh-"

The sound of flesh being cut was heard, and the bodies of Mantou and the wyvern were cut in half, with green, yellow, and red splashing out of them.

Before he died, Mantou still had an excited expression on his face, as if he was about to become a hero who slayed the devil.

The long tail with a barb swept across suddenly, and the players who tried to launch a sneak attack from behind the Slaughter Demon were also cut in half.

"No-man!"

"Mantou crashed again!"

"Why is the boss's damage so outrageous? Even a hardcore gamer like Mantou was killed instantly."

"Given the nature of the damn officials, how can a monster with such high rewards not be strong?"

"I come!"

Several Red Scale Conquerors circled in the sky on their flying dragons. They cooperated with each other, two of them made feint attacks, and the last one looked for the weakness of the Slaughter Demon.

But the Slaughter Demon spat out balls of highly poisonous acid. The Red Scale Conquerors failed to dodge and were corroded by the acid, revealing their white bones. They fell from the sky one after another.

The players watching were talking about it, but they still didn't leave the battlefield.

After all, the rewards in the missions were too tempting. What if they accidentally found one? Wouldn't that be a huge profit?
The Slaughter Demon was tearing through the crowd with all its might. Its huge claws, bladed limbs, fangs and thick tail ruthlessly took the lives of the imperial soldiers.

But when it looked at those players, it couldn't see even a trace of fear in their eyes, and even...expectation?

For some reason, this demon who enjoyed killing and causing fear felt a sense of loss in his heart.

It stretched out its huge demonic body and let out a hoarse roar.

"You weak insects
Do you know what kind of powerful and noble existence you are facing?

I am the predator of the abyss, the embodiment of slaughter and killing, the destroyer of kingdoms, the nightmare of mortals."

"boom!"

A gunshot was heard, and a player not far away was seen holding a rifle, with smoke wafting from the muzzle. He was still mumbling, "This boss talks a lot of nonsense."

"Humanity--

You are courting death!"

Suddenly, the Slaughter Demon was furious. It rushed into the crowd regardless of everything and crushed the player who had just been gloating with his heart with its huge claws.

"boom!"

A huge pit filled with blood and internal organs appeared on the ground.

"What the hell?"

"Don't splatter blood on me!"

Behind the hideous figure of the Slaughter Demon, the demon army came aggressively, and taking this precious opportunity, they were finally able to engage in close combat with the Empire's army.

"Moo-"

The giant bull demons let out dull roars, and they got on all fours, moving forward clumsily on their knuckles like a gorilla the size of a house, crushing the Empire's heavy shield soldiers with their huge bodies and throwing huge rocks from time to time.

"It's coming!"

"withstand!"

"For the Burning Empire!"

The wall formed by the ogre heavy shield soldiers was smashed down by the huge rocks coming from the sky and crushed by the huge body of the giant bull demon.

"boom!"

More cowards and babus poured out from the cracks, pounced on the imperial soldiers, biting them wantonly, or threw short spears at them with strange cries in the distance.

In the sky, the Quasai leaped into the air, attacked with its claws, wrestled with the wyverns, and spit out poisonous acid. The Vrocks also took off into the sky with countless corrupted crows and vultures.

In terms of individual strength, the lowest-level Quasai demons are far inferior to the wyverns, but their numbers are simply too large, and often dozens of Quasai demons will eat a wyvern until it is covered with wounds.

A Quasai flapped its wings in mid-air, a faint light flickering in its eyes, and it stared at a seemingly thin human in the distance.

He should be very weak.

Compared to those tall ogres, well-equipped hobgoblins and tieflings.
Quasai thought so with his walnut-sized brain.

It let out a sharp, strange cry, then swooped down, spreading its claws in mid-air.

"Ouch~~"

"boom!"

The sound of crisp and loud gunfire.

George didn't even look up at the falling Quasai. He blew away the smoke from the exquisite muzzle of the gun and nervously paid attention to everything on the battlefield.

The situation is not optimistic.

Compared to the enemies encountered before, these demons are truly an extraordinary army.

There is no need to say much about the terrifying slaughter demon. Behind every giant bull demon there is a sheep demon spellcaster. They whisper ancient spells and create bloody shields.

The tactics that the Empire's infantry are most skilled at, such as musket volleys and free-fire skirmishers, are difficult to be effective against high-level demons.

However, those weak original demons and cowardly demons can use their numerical advantage to consume the empire's ammunition and use the magic sea tactics to besiege the empire's soldiers.

Under the leadership of these powerful demons, the Abyss Legion has charged again and again, having pushed the front line hundreds of meters and are about to reach the bunker.

George gritted his teeth, his face gloomy, and cursed inwardly: "Damn it, this can't go on.
Marshal Dolo once said that when firepower is insufficient, we must use the extraordinary to fight the extraordinary."

"boom!"

"damn it"

Thinking of this, he took out the token from his pocket and pressed it without hesitation.

"Defense Zone 48, one Slaughter Demon, twelve Giant Bull Demons, our troops are no longer able to stop them."

At this point, they have to use every possible means. Their regiment alone can no longer withstand the fierce offensive of the demons. If their defense zone becomes a breakthrough, the consequences will be disastrous.

After saying that, George picked up the machine gun on the ground and fired wildly at the surging demon tide.

"Die!"

"Da da da da da-"

Fierce flames spurted out from the muzzle of the gun, and the demons in the distance fell down in groups like harvested wheat.

George liked this new weapon launched by the research department very much. The bullets pouring out made him feel the long-lost excitement and reminded him of the scene when he killed the noble on the battlefield.

"Roar--"

Suddenly, loud roars came from afar. George turned his head and saw Chimeras flying over the hills, across the defense line, and coming from the north.

These dragon vein chimeras flapped their wings vigorously, and flying was extremely difficult.

Because under the Chimeras' thick claws, there are tall and strong figures hanging.

Their bodies were covered in thick dragon scale armor, they held high-speed chain swords and explosive guns in their hands, and laughed wildly. Their leader was none other than the president of the Mechanicus - Iron Tide!
"I'm coming!"

"Is the first mission after the server launch so exciting?"

The Quasai and Flo demons in the sky rushed towards the Chimera, swarming like a swarm of insects, trying to intercept them.

But the dragon heads opened their mouths and spewed out blazing flames from the depths of their throats, forming a raging sea of ​​fire in the air that engulfed the demons.

"right here!"

"That valuable Slaughter Demon is right here!"

"Brothers, prepare to charge!"

Under the command of the Dragon Scale Monks, the Chimeras flapped their wings and continued to climb.

Finally, they all arrived at a height of hundreds of meters above the front line of the battlefield, and then released their giant claws.

Those Vitagis Dragonscale Monks fell from the sky and hit the ground without any protection.

They instantly created huge pits with a diameter of several meters, raised a lot of dust, and killed hundreds of cowardly demons that were caught off guard.

And in the dust, twelve Dragon Scale Monks slowly stood up from the pit, stepped on the corpse of the demon, revealing their four-meter-tall figures.

Iron Tide raised his chainsword and shouted, "Brother Vitagis, Dragonscale, come on!"

"For the Emperor! No, for the Emperor!"

"Long live the Burning Empire! Long live His Majesty Cassius!"

The other Dragon Scale Monks also cheered, their expressions under their heavy armor appearing particularly fanatical.

Since being transformed, these Dragon Scale Monks have not encountered any decent enemies, and they can't wait to experiment with their newfound power.

"Om-"

For a moment, the roar of the high-speed chainsaw sword filled the battlefield.

Crazed Dreadfiends climbed onto Irontide's back and tried to gnaw at his body, but their fangs couldn't even leave a mark on his dragonscale armor.

The steel frenzy rolled forward, crushing the demon on its body and throwing it off, then picked up the chainsaw sword and drew an arc in the air.

"Shh-"

Along with the demons' painful howls, dozens of demons were cut in half, with their body parts flying everywhere.

Purple-black pus and blood splashed onto Iron Frenzy's dragon scale exoskeleton armor, but could not erode it at all.

"Fighting is fun!"

"Hahahaha! Is this what it feels like to mow down the grass without a pair?"

The Dragon Scale Monks rushed into the group of demons without hesitation, wielding their chainswords and hacking and killing, cutting each demon in half.

"Moo-"

The giant bull demon rushed over with a roar, and its hooves carried unimaginable force as it slammed into the dragon scale monks, trying to crush them with its heavy demon body.

"boom!"

But unexpectedly, the dragon-scale monk actually resisted the giant bull demon's hoof, and then pushed it upwards, actually knocking the giant bull demon down.

The scene was extremely exaggerated, as shocking as a praying mantis pushing down a carriage. You have to know that this giant bull demon is twelve meters tall, more than three times the height of a dragon scale monk!
But with the blessing of dragon blood and genetic modification, the muscle density of these dragon scale monks is exaggerated, and their strength level can even exceed twenty-four.

"Roar--"

The giant bull demon wailed and fell backwards, its eyes wide open with disbelief.

In the most confident contest of strength, it was defeated! Defeated by these tiny humanoid creatures!
“So—the Minotaur must die!

I am a pure love warrior!"

Iron Frenzy raised the Chainsword and suddenly jumped up more than ten meters. Then, with the momentum of the fall, he stabbed the Chainsword fiercely into the chest of the giant bull demon.

"Stab!"

The high-speed chainsaw sword instantly pierced through the giant bull demon's thick fur, cut through its flesh and blood, and finally penetrated its huge, still warm heart.

The giant bull demon's eyes were as big as copper bells, and his death was extremely tragic.

"Who else?"

Iron Frenzy drew out the blood-stained chainsword, hefted it onto his shoulder, and roared with great vigor.

Other Dragon Scale Monks also rushed into the demonic tide, quickly forming a multi-point blooming effect, and each person killed hundreds of demons in an instant.

The momentum of the demon army's attack was disrupted in an instant, which also gave the imperial soldiers on the defense line a rare opportunity to catch their breath.

"Let's surround and kill that Slaughter Demon!"

"Hahaha, for the emperor!"

"I feel like I'm invincible! Who can be against me as a Dragonscale Monk of Vitagis?"

Under the call of the Iron Frenzy, twelve Dragon Scale Monks broke out in the same direction from different positions on the battlefield - and their target was the Slaughter Demon that was still killing on the front line.

"Roar--"

"Feel the fear, bug!"

The Slaughter Demon swung its blade-like limbs, cutting the dozen or so imperial soldiers standing in front of it into two.

The thick long tail shot up into the sky and directly pierced through a two-legged dragon, then swept across the ground, easily killing dozens of players who wanted to attack from behind.

But soon, the demon also noticed something strange on the battlefield. Its primitive instinct as a beast told it that more than a dozen beings with extremely powerful auras were gradually approaching it, and it even smelled the breath of a dragon.

"The powerful bugs and the smell of those big reptiles are a bit interesting."

"Come on, let me see your resistance."

The Slaughter Demon extended its barbed tongue and licked its lips expectantly. The densely packed fangs in its mouth rubbed against each other, and smelly saliva flowed from the corners of its mouth, corroding small holes in the ground.

As a predator in the Abyss, the Slaughterer likes powerful prey. Only this can prove his identity as a hunter and let him truly experience the pleasure of killing.

It is so boring to crush these preys that are so weak that they have no ability to resist to death.

——Little did they know that these Dragon Scale monks also thought so.

It is fun to mow down the demons without any rivals, but it becomes a bit boring if you kill too many of them. It is more interesting to fight passionately with the boss and live on the edge of a knife.

To this day, they have not seen a monster that can withstand the attack of twelve Dragon Scale Monks.

"Brothers, charge!"

At the command of Iron Frenzy, the twelve Dragon Scale Monks immediately rushed towards the Slaughter Demon from all directions.

They brandished chain swords, held up explosive rifles, cheered with atavistic excitement, and shouted incomprehensible slogans.

"For the Empire!"

"For His Majesty the Emperor!"

"For, for my camp's contribution and Kinnar!" (End of this chapter)