The Abyss Demon Of The Worlds
Chapter 22: The Winner

Looking at the little dwarf in front of him, Qiya Magic Lion's eyes showed the same vigilance as humans.

Despite not understanding what the other party was holding, the cold light on it still allowed him to understand that it was a dangerous item, just as the group of dwarves that caught him in the beginning could cause him to get injured and bleed, even death.

But the smell on the other party's body made him feel full of delicacy, and even saliva couldn't help but seep out from the corner of the mouth.

Looking directly into the eyes of the opponent, the magic lion Qiya started to circle the opponent's body, and there was a continuous low roar from his mouth.

This is the precursor of the predation of the beast. Through action and eye pressure, the prey begins to panic, and the blow is fatal.

But after swaying for a while, there was still no fear in the opponent's body, and it started to feel extremely impatient.

The limbs and limbs gather strength to make a rush.

And Ottok held the weapon tightly, his eyes locked tightly onto the monster in front of him, involuntarily sweating from his palms.

It is deceptive to say that it is not panic at all. No one was still not nervous at all when facing such a ferocious beast!

But years of experience in battle, tell him that he should not show his feet at this time, and a little mistake is a life or death decision.

But the magic lion Qiya could not bear it anymore, and her hind legs struck her body like a hammer.

The extremely fast speed even raised dust on the ground!

Ottok's face changed immediately. He knew that this blow should not be taken violently. With a weight of thousands of kilograms and an explosive force comparable to a cheetah, the magical lion Qiya in front of him was like a wild elephant running at full speed. It could shatter the bones of his entire body through armor.

I immediately wanted to roll to the side, but as the magic lion Qiya passed by, the tail behind the opponent was at an angle that he could not avoid, like a flexible python, and he was shaking his waist. !

Pulling his discarded body, and wiggling his feet off the ground to pull him down.

Ottok did not hesitate, and when the center of gravity was unstable and his body was almost upside down, while the opponent did not turn his head, he cut the base of his tail with an axe.

Accompanied by a painful cry, the body of the magical lion Qiya immediately stiffened, and the blade on the axe directly pierced through the outer scales and cut off its tail bone!

and Ottok was thrown about ten meters away, and took some scrolls on the ground to stop his body.

Turning to his feet and seeing the corner of his mouth twitch not far away, with killing intent in his eyes, Ottok instantly judged that the opponent's injury was due to his unstable center of gravity as he cut, cutting, and his strength could not be fully utilized, so it was not too serious.

Instead, due to an injury, it really stirred up his ferocity!

The only good news was that although it did not cut its tail in a single move, it also caused damage to the root of its tail and could not be used as a weapon for a short time, thus removing its method of attack.

He set his posture again, knowing in his heart that it was time to divide life and death.

A savage beast that was injured but did not lose its combat effectiveness was the most dangerous... ⁇ �

Seeing the rookies pecking each other in a duel, Orrhoja wanted to go up and kick them to death one by one to be honest.

The fighting strength of these two people was put into the abyss, and even [young demons] might not be able to fight, physical fitness at most within 20 hours, he said, and even those with relatively poor abnormal resistance, take two more airs from the abyss It's normal to poison yourself.

The energy content in the body was much less than that of a demon born with magic in its veins.

Compared to a completely natural and extraordinary being, even the monster called Qiya Demon Lion could only be considered a dwarf, and had no advantages other than being quite mighty!

The content of magic power within the body could not even release the most basic spells, at most it could superficially strengthen the body.

If it didn't really have magical powers, it might be more appropriate to call it a savage beast.

Different from Olga's fish-eye gaze, others were extremely excited when facing a fight of this level. Many people cried out in exhaustion as they shuffled their blood. Those who did so were even more excited.

Especially Ottok who is also human, yelling incessantly!

The feeling that the opponent's identity and strength were higher than his, but he could only fight in front of him, which made many people addicted.

Just like having chicken blood, I can't be so excited!

Greed, hatred, jealousy.all kinds of negative emotions are expressed by them, appearing on their ugly or distorted faces. At this moment, many people had stripped off their inner disguises, revealing their true sides.

Ottok under the stage isn't a good thing, and serial killers don't have to be washed.

The audience on stage did not have much of a good thing, and they took their own lives to have fun.

The only difference is that it is legal and does not need to be done alone.

In this situation, compared to the two players separating life and death, the hard-working rookies pecked at each other.

The poor performance of the spectators in the stands made Orzheja feel a little to be seen.

The demonic nature made him like this scene, so he could eat!

Even the fruit in my hand has a taste!

For Olga and the ordinary audience who were also present to entertain, even though the process was different, the results remained the same!

Everyone is very satisfied!

more than ten minutes later.

At this moment, only a third of his armor was left on his body that was filled with scars, both of his hands were torn apart, and blood was still flowing from his wounds.

And the magic lion Qiya lay beside him.

The wounds on his body were mostly light wounds, the fatal wound was the location of his forehead, having been destroyed by Ottok with a heavy axe for seven or eight times the flavor.

And all the spectators shouted Ottok's name like crazy, or excited, or adoring, or hating. No matter what, at this moment, Ottok had become a fight because of his courage. The zoo protagonist.

No one cared about his identity as a murderer. Man has worshipped the powerful since ancient times, so that everything no longer matters after his victory, and they are selectively forgotten by everyone.

As long as he could continue winning, there was no problem!

As for the more than a dozen murders he committed, how many people died at his hands were innocent. Does it matter?

It doesn't matter if it's not about yourself.

wasn't he?

Humans, no matter other intelligent beings, always look very generous when forgiving their enemies for others.

In the private room, Olga stood up nonchalantly, and said to the three people beside her:

"Let's go, back," �

A few days later.

Galite Plain, Fort Mogusi.

Crown Prince Jem and a few officers in armor stood beside the sand table map, frowning and thinking of a countermeasure.

This form of war cannot be said to be one-sided, but it is also very detrimental. The defensive line of the homeland of the Marton Kingdom was taken by the Yar Kingdom to take the opportunity to suffer great losses due to the great strategic mistakes of the past, and now could only choose to shrink under the pressure of the opposing army, and not dare to face the opponent head-on.

After listening to the advice of some generals, Jim Woz rubbed his temples with a headache.

'The situation is really chaotic! '

For a crown prince, he not only needed to consider foreign enemies, but also needed to find a way to appease the domestic aristocracy. When the group saw the war, they could make any mistake, and make the situation in the Kingdom of Marton even worse. .This is worse.

If possible, he wanted to clear the nobles in the country a few times, but obviously he did not have his requirements, so he could only fantasize in his head ...

Thinking of the agreement handed over by the Al Kingdom, Jim Woz felt even more amused, nothing more than losing power and insulting the country.

If he were to truly agree to the other party's terms, he would have to be immediately nailed to the pillar of shame, making the Marton Kingdom's royal family a laughingstock for many.

'If not for the original father and king being deceived and doing so many things wrong, how could there be a chance for you ...'

'You forced me to be sacrificed to the devil, you also asked for it ...'

Thinking of this, he touched the things Olga had given him in his pocket, with a cruel look in his eyes.

Tens of thousands of people were used as sacrifices at one time. Once this kind of thing was revealed, even if his opponent was the enemy, the end would not be much better than defeat.

But at least one thing is much better than signing a surrender agreement in person, that is, at least the initiative is in your hands!

For the future king, that evil reputation was not good, but it was always stronger than cowardice.

A successful leader can let others fear or hate himself, but he must not allow others to look down on himself!

Thinking of this, he heaved a sigh of relief, and asked the generals beside him: "Since the Yar Kingdom army has been integrated, how long will it take to arrive today?"

The older, white-haired general replied: "Before the sun rises to its highest point, they should be at Fort Moulders."

"Okay, there's still time. In this case, you ask the soldiers to immediately prepare a large number of ropes, enough for the use of seven or eighty thousand people, and prepare for the work of the next prisoner."

Many of the generals present were shocked.

"?"

A general licked his lips, with a hesitant expression on his face, and asked carefully:

"Uh... Your Majesty, the prisoner's job you mean, does that mean letting us tie ourselves up and surrender to each other?"

"What empty talk are you talking about! Of course, be prepared to tie them with a rope!"

"...Okay..."

Many generals looked at each other and sighed together.

'Again, the pressure on His Majesty is too great! '

Some of the older generals, tears instantly dripped.

Want to kill the enemy immediately and serve the country!

Seeing the endless tears in the eyes of some generals, Jim Woz also realized what they were thinking, and immediately opened his mouth to say something, but found that it was not easy to explain, he said, and he could only let it be imagination.