chsdbacks Chapter 472 Rank Six Bronze Demon Controller
Chapter 472 Rank Six Bronze Demon Controller
"Congratulations on being upgraded to Rank Six Bronze Demon Controller."
[Character: Lin Mo]
[Level: Rank Six Bronze Demon Commander]
[Title: Prince Martial God]
[Official rank: Five-star Emperor General]
[Power: six cities, two vassals]
[Occupation: Sword Spirit]
[Strength: 25561737+2721195 (Desert Eagle, strength enhanced by 200%)]
[Agility: 50091086+5541952 (thousand-mile raid, agility enhanced by 300%)]
[Defense: 25460133+2733606 (Great Han Tianwei, defense strengthened by 150%)]
[Spirit: 50385889+5557212 (Charm of the prosperous Tang Dynasty, 300% spiritual strengthening)]
[Psychic power: Great Qin Ghost Army, Divine Level mount, commercial Great Emperor, whole army strengthened]
[Equipment: Kirin Holy Sword (Earth Rank magic item) Flame Dragon Spiritual Bone (Earth Rank magic item)]
[Martial skills: Kirin Blade (Yellow Rank magic item) Heavenly Soul Scroll (Profound Rank Supreme Grade) Red Flame Swordsmanship (Yellow Rank magic item) Lord of the Underworld (Rank Seven)]
[Martial Spirit value: 12015000+3000000]
[Guardian spirits: Ying Zheng, Genghis Khan, Zhu Yuanzhang, Han Martial Emperor, Tang Taizong, Sui Yang Emperor, Song Taizu, Qing Taizu]
[Generals: Bai Qi, Wu Qi, Sun Wu, Yue Fei, Huo Qubing, Han Xin, Xiang Yu, Sun Bin]
[Number of ghost troops: 15500000+2000000]
Lin Mo led the army into the city. The streets were full of vampire corpses. Lin Mo came to the city hall, his face full of the glory of the winner.
The sun shines through the layers of leaves and shines on the soldiers' armor, shining with silver light. The soldiers marched forward in unison with firm steps, like a torrent of steel moving through the dense forest.
The surrounding trees are tall and dense, with intertwined branches and leaves, forming patches of dark shadows. Occasionally, a few rays of sunlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves, shining on the soldiers' faces, which looked particularly dazzling. In this dense forest, except for the sound of military boots on fallen leaves and the occasional chirping of birds, there was no other sound. The whole world seems to have stopped, only this huge team is moving forward quietly.
Lin Mo stared ahead firmly. His heart was full of determination and belief, and he wanted to lead the soldiers out of this dense forest and towards victory. His figure was looming in the sunlight and tree shadows, looking particularly tall and mighty.
As time went by, the dense forest gradually became sparse. The soldiers' mood also became lighter. They knew that they had walked out of the dense forest that made them feel depressed. Ahead is an open grassland, and the Demon Realm fortress is right in front of you.
The walls of the fortress are tall and strong, as if they were made of huge boulders. The surface of the city wall is engraved with the traces of time. It has experienced the baptism of countless wars and still stands firm. On the city wall, soldiers stood ready, wearing armor, holding weapons, and with firm eyes. They guard this fortress and protect the tranquility of their homeland.
Inside the fortress, there are many buildings and a rigorous layout. The military facilities are well-proportioned, including arrow towers and observation towers, as well as barracks and granaries. These buildings are connected to each other and form a huge defense system. At key positions, soldiers are always alert to surrounding movements to ensure that no enemy can break through the defense line.
The distant skyline and the fortress complement each other, forming a magnificent picture. The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the fortress, reflecting a golden glow. The soldiers' armor sparkled in the sun, contrasting with the sunset on the horizon. Everything seems so peaceful and solemn, as if telling an ancient and glorious history.
This military fortress is not only an impenetrable line of defense, but also a vital military town.
The first guard, Bai Dewen, was dressed in red and held a hellfire knife in his hand. The flames on the knife jumped erratically, as if they would rise into the sky at any time.
[Devil: Badwin]
[Title: Four-star Duke]
[Level: 57]
[Strength: 6543000]
[Agility:4431570]
[Spirit:3431570]
[Physique: 6557000]
[Skill: Hellfire Soul Refining]
Lin Mo held the Qilin Holy Sword tightly and activated the power in his body.
Suddenly, the sword emitted a blazing light of fire, and accompanied by Lin Mo's angry shout, the light of fire struck at Bo Dewen.
Badwin waved the Hellfire Knife in his hand, and a stream of flames spurted out from the tip of the knife, colliding with the fire in the air.
Two powerful energies clashed fiercely in the air, making a deafening roar.
The fire splashed out, turning the surrounding area into a sea of fire. The figures of Lin Mo and Badwen were looming in the firelight. Their strength was almost equal, and it was difficult to tell the winner for a while.
Lin Mo stared at Bo Dewen firmly, and the Qilin Holy Sword in his hand danced faster and faster. Streams of fire shot out from the sword body, forming a dense fire net that tightly surrounded Badwin.
Badwin's figure moved quickly in the fire net, and the Hellfire Knife waved out streaks of flames, constantly breaking Lin Mo's attacks.
Suddenly, Lin Mo let out a low shout, and his body instantly burst out with a powerful aura. He waved the Qilin Holy Sword in his hand, and a ray of fire pierced the sky, speeding towards Bodewen like a burning fire. Wherever the flames passed, the air seemed to be ignited, exuding a pungent burnt smell.
Upon seeing this, Badwin calmly waved the Hellfire Knife in his hand, and a blazing flame followed. The flames rolled in the air, as if turning into a ferocious fire dragon, facing Lin Mo's fire.
The two flames collided fiercely in the air, making a deafening noise. A strong shock wave spread out, rolling up the surrounding sand and rocks, forming a sandstorm.
The figures of Lin Mo and Badwen were looming in the flames, and every attack they made carried destructive power. The collision between the Kirin Holy Sword and the Hellfire Knife was endless, and every time they clashed, sparks flew.
Badwin used the Hellfire Knife to resolve the attack, and the flame Saber Qi drew gorgeous tracks in the air. The two figures intertwined in the air, and each collision stirred up a gust of wind.
After a fierce battle, Lin Mo finally used a powerful flame slash to force Badwen back several steps. Badwin's face changed slightly, and he knew that he could no longer match Lin Mo's powerful power.
"you win."
Badwin whispered, a trace of unwillingness flashed in his eyes, but more of it was admiration.
"Holy shit!"
Lin Mo was a little shocked. It was a once-in-a-lifetime experience for a vampire to surrender.
The second guard, Bancroft, held the Panlong Sword tightly. The blade was filled with cold hell ice, as if it could freeze everything around him.
[Devil: Bancroft]
[Title: Four-star Duke]
[Level: 57]
[Strength: 6543000]
[Agility:4431570]
[Spirit:3431570]
[Physique: 6557000]
[Skill: Panlong Ice Soul]
"Pfft!"
Make you a traitor!
Bancroft killed Badwin directly and pointed angrily at Lin Mo.
"Go to hell! Human race!"
Lin Mo's eyes were firm and sharp. He took a deep breath, and the Kirin Holy Sword in his hand instantly turned into a fire dragon, rushing towards Bancroft with blazing flames. Bancroft showed no sign of weakness. As the Panlong Sword danced, a series of icy blade lights cut through the air, heading towards Lin Mo.
Fire and ice collided fiercely in the air, making a deafening roar. Fire and ice intertwined into a magnificent picture, both opposition and harmony. Lin Mo's fire gradually weakened in front of Bancroft's hellish ice, but the Kirin Holy Sword seemed to contain infinite power, constantly devouring the cold sword light.
Bancroft felt Lin Mo's power, and couldn't help but feel a sense of fear in his heart. He swung the Panlong Knife violently, and a stronger ice aura instantly filled the air. Lin Mo's figure was frozen in place, with only the Qilin Holy Sword in his hand still struggling.
However, just when Bancroft thought he had a chance to win, a cunning light flashed in Lin Mo's eyes. He concentrated all his strength, and the Kirin Holy Sword suddenly burst out with a burst of fiery energy, melting the surrounding ice instantly. Bancroft was caught off guard and knocked back several steps by the powerful force.
Lin Mo took the opportunity to rush forward, and the Kirin Holy Sword drew a blazing arc and went straight to Bancroft's throat. When Bancroft was shocked, it was too late to dodge, so he could only resist the blow.
The two weapons collided together again, making a deafening sound. Fire and ice intertwined, and the battle entered a fierce stage. Lin Mo used the Kirin Holy Sword to wave out fire, forcing Bancroft to retreat continuously. Bancroft used the Panlong Knife to release powerful ice power, trying to freeze Lin Mo in place.
"Qilin Blade!"
The Kirin Holy Sword drew a dazzling flame in the sunlight. Bancroft swung the Panlong Knife and blocked Lin Mo's attack. The sound of the collision between the blades echoed in the arena.
Lin Mo felt Bancroft's powerful power. He was shocked, but he did not flinch. He took a deep breath, concentrated, and waved the Qilin Holy Sword again. A beam of fire pierced the air and struck at Bancroft. Bancroft sneered, waved the Panlong Blade, and released a stream of hellish ice that collided with the fire in the air.
The two forces collided fiercely, making a deafening roar. The fire light and the ice intertwined with each other, forming strong air currents that constantly blew their hair and clothes. Lin Mo and Bancroft stared at each other closely, not daring to relax at all.
After a long and fierce battle, Bancroft finally showed a hint of fatigue. Lin Mo saw the opportunity and rushed forward. The fire on the Qilin Holy Sword became even more dazzling. Bancroft's power in wielding the Panlong Knife weakened, and he was finally repulsed by Lin Mo's sword.
Lin Mo's joy after victory had not yet dissipated. Bancroft suddenly let out a roar and released powerful energy from his body. Lin Mo felt the threat of this energy. He clenched the Qilin Holy Sword, preparing to deal with Bancroft's final blow.
The figures of the two men intertwined in the air, and the sound of weapons clashing could be heard endlessly. In the end, under Bancroft's full blow, Lin Mo was knocked back several meters, fell to the ground and vomited blood and died.
[Kill the Level 57 demon and get Earth Rank Supreme Grade weapon +1]
[Kill the Level 57 demon and get Earth Rank High Grade weapon +1]