Chapter 489 Meet the Old Man
For a while, the old Monka led the two of them to attack with extremely fast skills and extremely purposeful attacks, like a strong wind sweeping the fallen leaves, and the guards who were suddenly disturbed by them, together with the surrounding buildings that were already not very neat, made a mess!
People are still people, but those guards have either lacked arms and legs, or their faces are dark. Anyway, most of them have lost their combat effectiveness!
The building is still a building, but those buildings that survived the previous war are now either bombarded with the roof or smashed out of a big hole, and have turned into dangerous buildings!
This move seems to be generous, but in fact, it is damaged to the bone!
In terms of strategic purpose, in fact, it is exciting to be able to kill 3,000 enemies in the confrontation between the two armies, but there is still room for people to take no life, but also to seriously injure the opponent. It is not only difficult to operate, but also has a huge impact than killing it!
If you kill a soldier of the other party, you will die. Naturally, there will be other people on top, but if you seriously injure him, from a humanitarian point of view, his comrades-in-arms and comrades will definitely be rescued, which will also weaken their combat strength!
So in such a situation where masters fight less and more, Old Monka not only made many people lose their fighting power, but also took advantage of many wounded to bring a lot of burdens to their actions! Let alone set aside people to take care of and transfer these wounded soldiers. Just listening to their cry and howling has a shocking effect in the night sky. It's really killing many birds with one stone!
Just like those dangerous buildings that don't want to fall down, it's okay if it's a ruin, but it staggers to cover the sight, but it makes people worry that they dare not approach it, which makes the space for them to move narrow!
The old devil did this, on the one hand, creating more ideal hidden conditions for Brad and others, and on the other hand, they will reverse the unfavorable situation as much as possible with fewer battles! Sure enough, after a while, they had stood firm and cleaned up the bright and dark sentries mixed with guards, masters and dead bones!
"Dokura! Do you want to continue to be a turtle bastard?
The old devil put his knives on his shoulder, laughed wildly, and said, "I was worried that you would catch my separated daughter-in-law and threaten me with them... But now that you are so cowardly, I'm relieved! OK, you can continue to hide it. Wait for us to clean up the magic hall, and then clean up your two big and small garbage. Let's restore the glory of the Monka family from now on!!"
His laughter seemed particularly heroic in this restless night!
And Brad and others were hidden in the boundary set by Xiaody, but they were happy to hear: His Majesty the solemn and calm Demon King actually had a day of being bored and scolding the street! In order to protect the hidden Brad and others as much as possible, Old Monka did not hesitate to splash dirty water on Dekura and repeatedly hinted that he and Brad were separated! So cunning, and so step by step... Jiang, as expected, is still old and spicy!
However, to everyone's surprise, the father and son of De Kula, who were not far away, remained silent!
If it hadn't been for the dozens of green light gathered on the three-dimensional sand table to show their existence, Brad would have almost suspected that little De Kura could not stand the effect of the blood sacrifice and died, so the old D'Kura would not hesitate to turn into a painful shrinking turtle!
Seeing that he could not exchange his opponent's appearance, Old Monka was not angry. He just took off two golden ring knives from his shoulder, smashed them on the ground, and showed his heart with a long and heroic roar!
The roar echoed in the night sky, as if to cheerfully tell the joy of "my Monka Devil is finally back", and it seems to deter those little ones from clarifying their camp as soon as possible, abandon the dark, and stop fantasizing about being his enemy!
The roar has not stopped, and the figure rises!
The old demon king suddenly moved and rushed to the direction of the guards who came to support from other sentries of the Devil's Hall not far away!
Old Monka was old and strong, and his whole body was tight, like a sharp knife and a dagger. He went straight into the enemy's array with a fearless and fierce posture!
And behind him, Hugh Potter and Fenas loyally defended him, protecting his defenseless back from dripping! The three of them showed the momentum of horns, wrapped in an unparalleled fierce murderous spirit, and won three points in momentum before taking action!
"Surrender and innocent, resistance will be slaughtered! Submit your name, and the Monca family accepts your return!"
The old devil shouted the slogan of subduing people's hearts. Although he did not expect to gather any surrender in this group of rebels attached to the father and son of Dhakula, it is also good to disturb them spiritually!
Because of the mention of the three words "forms", those soldiers are no longer psychologically able to give their backs to each other!
They are afraid that the brothers around them who have betrayed the old devil with them will betray the old D'Kura before themselves, because they are afraid of becoming the capital of others to surrender. These soldiers are in danger and dare not easily touch the sharpness of the old devil!
For a while, Old Monka relied on his careful deployment, correct judgment, grasp of people's hearts and exertion of his own momentum to turn the situation to the greatest extent to his advantage!
And with their knife light flying and magic overflowing, the provocative action of the original three people gradually evolved into the revenge battle of the demon king Monka, which has grown countless times!
In the magic hall in this demon city, in the middle of the night, which became more and more silent because of the measures of the father and son to imprison the villagers, the former demon king Monka was invincible everywhere, and a considerable number of timid soldiers did not dare to resist it and chose to run away quietly at night!
It must be said that under the circumstance that D'Kura has not come forward to stabilize the army, the three old Monka have completely seized their own advantages and affected the war situation as much as possible, and actually have the momentum to turn the world around, which is really unexpected!
If they hadn't learned the secret of the blood sacrifice and deduced the existence of those behind-the-scenes masters, maybe Brad and others couldn't help coming out to help when they saw the current situation!
However, "if not" is still "if not" after all! Brad and others, especially the hot-blooded Qiu Jin and Xia Fei, are extremely happy, but they can only hold the throbbing in their hearts, take a longer look, and do their own hidden and raid work!
However, the more you look at it, the more Dukura and his son will not show up, and the more majestic the old demon king Monka will inevitably make the left-be people itchy!
They couldn't help but expect and speculate. Isn't there something really wrong with De Kura and his son? If they still shrink their heads when they are hit by the old Monka like this, how can they pretend to be the devil in the future?
Will it be a great opportunity for them to act at this juke moment?
Should we give up hiding now and directly bully them to deter more than a dozen "little green spots" inside with violence, so as not to miss a good opportunity!
All kinds of ideas hovered in the hearts of Brad and others, and they couldn't decide for a while!
But because of the hesitation of this short film, things became very variable again, which made them feel frightened, and the cold sweat on their faces came out in an instant!
Just as the three of old Monka beat the soldiers whose will had been destroyed and their mobility was stagnant, suddenly, a voice sounded from the gate of the only intact building where they just shouted, not only stopped the soldiers' war. The trembling action also made the old Monka suddenly turn around and look like a ghost!
"Old man, I didn't expect that you were so desperate that you rolled back and went wild again! Didn't anyone tell you that people have to serve their old age and retire at a certain age, instead of showing their ability everywhere? Don't forget, it's hard to die! I think you are here to beg for death today!"
So proud and provocative, it is completely contrary to the cautious Dura!
And this slightly green voice is definitely not the 50-year-old Dukura, that annoying voice and style!
Sure enough, when everyone's eyes turned to the door with the old Monka, they saw a thin, pale, proud and somewhat beaten young man looking in the direction of the old devil!
That young man is the demon prince on the surface of the demon world, little Dukura!
This arrogant young man's face is as hateful as usual, and on his pale cheek, the mask that originally covered his damaged face has disappeared, and the half of his face, which was burned by Xia Fei, has magically returned to its usual appearance!
It seems that in the process of listening to the blood sacrifice outside, little De Kula not only improved his own strength, but also used other people's lives to restore his appearance as before. Such cruel and selfish behavior is probably only done by despicable people like him!
Before his words fell, behind little Dekula, about ten people in black slowly came out!
Although everyone is very curious about why old de Kura didn't see the trace, judging from the three-dimensional sand table, the small green spots gathered just gathered, except for two or three points that are still left in the house, other people have moved to the door - does this mean that old de Kura and a mysterious master are guarding inside. With the array of blood sacrifices, and the little Dura of Chufeng's wings is the one who was sent to receive the recruitment!
Hearing what he said and seeing him act like this, the old Monka laughed at the little de Kula who spoke rudely for a moment and slapped his chin a few times in the air!
"Haha, okay, boy, learn to come forward for your father with a shrinking turtle! But you seem to have forgotten your ability. With a few vicious dogs, you dare to challenge your master! A slave is a slave, and a villain is a villain. Little Dukula, are you too rampant?"
Speaking of this, the old Monka's eyes flashed, and the murderous spirit suddenly overflowed!