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Even the dark elf commander on one side showed a disgusted expression and was dumbfounded.

The red-clothed woman charged with a dreadful weapon that cut people like tofu.

Long-range support like a fort, accurately sniping the forest elves approaching the woman in red.

Like a lunatic, the behavior is incomprehensible, but the rabbit-eared tribe has been protecting the girl in red.

Use magic in the rear to block the crazy magic of the pig-headed tribe.

There are only a few people, but they cooperate so tacitly.

This, is this the Demon King's Army?

In this case, no matter how you look at it, it is wrong, and the pig-headed king should avoid the battle.

As long as the pig-headed king is fine, these guys won't last long no matter how powerful they are. Victory still helps the pigs.

But the name Pig Clan is not for nothing.

Being provoked by the woman in red, the pig-headed king was enraged.

He is not only a king, but also a warrior. There is no reason why he should not fight when an enemy comes to provoke him.

Not to mention that the other party is a woman that the pig-headed king looks down upon.

If there is a concession here, not only the pig-head clan will look down on him, but the pig-head king himself will also look down on him.

Pulling out the obsidian long sword, the pig-headed king rushed towards the woman in red.

Bajada, who was watching from the side, was about to explode.

Therefore, these pig-headed tribes can't make a big deal.

Any fool can see that this is the unfolding of the Demon King's army's hope.

Why do you have to follow other people's ideas?

In an instant, calcium carbide flared. The demon king's red weapon collided with the pig's head king's obsidian sword, and the fight between the two was inseparable.

Ordinarily, this is a well-matched boss-to-boss battle.

But the premise is that this woman is really the devil.

It's a pity that she is just a substitute for the real demon king, which is what the pig-headed people said before. Bahada has long seen through that the real devil is that man.

That is to say, the boss of the pig-headed king, a pig-headed clan, was equally as good as a small character.

Just for this point, the pig-head clan has already lost.

Bajada desperately used his brain, hoping to come up with a solution.

But at this moment, the line of sight met the demon king standing on the pig's head clan corpse.

The devil sneered at Bahada, and pushed the prop on the bridge of his nose with ease.

That expression seemed to be saying to Bajada, 'You are already dead. '

In an instant, terror was like an electric shock, swimming all over Bahadar's body.

The cold covered Bahada's whole body, and Bahada felt that his blood was about to be frozen.

While Bajada was so scared that he almost peed out, the duel over there was also decided.

The pig-headed king's obsidian long sword was cut in half by the red weapon of the woman in red.

The red-clothed army put their weapons that were shining red light under their command.

The red light pierced through the space, and the pig-headed king covered his blood-spitting right eye and let out a mournful cry.

In an instant, like ripples on the surface of a lake, the influence spread rapidly.

Bahida clearly felt that the wind direction had changed, and something was beginning to collapse.

"Protect the king."

"Retreat. Temporarily retreat."

Before the pig-head clan fell into a panic, the pig-head general rushed over to cover the pig-head king's retreat.

The pig-head tribe formed a human wall, regardless of life and death, to block the girl in red.

The four generals took the injured pig-headed king and began to flee for their lives.

Bajada shouted, "Keep on, we will win soon."

It's a pity no one listens to him anymore.

The pig-headed king kept wailing heart-piercingly, covering his cut face with his hands, and blood flowed out from under his palms.

The pig-head tribe rushed up to cover the retreat of the pig-head king.

Seeing the black pig-headed tribe start to flee, it was just the opposite of when they charged.

The Dark Elf and the Demon King Army took advantage of the victory to pursue and killed some pig-head warriors.

By the time they could finally catch their breath, the war was over.

The tense nerves relaxed, and the accumulated fatigue also surged up.

Not only did my head hurt like it was about to split open, but I didn't even have the strength to keep standing.

The dark elf fell limply to the ground, but he was in a good mood and couldn't help laughing.

Lift your right hand up with the last of your strength.

Accompanied by a forced out voice.

"we won!"

"We won."

Cheers of victory echoed around the Dark Elf's village.

Everyone temporarily forgot the pain and let out a cry of victory.

Won.

really won.

Hard won.

It is different from the previous pig-headed man who retreated actively.

This time I really won.

No one doubted that this was the hardest battle the Dark Elves had ever fought.

The fate of the dark elves was almost rewritten by this. It can be said that it is a battle of life and death.

So it is different from the previous battle victory.

Everyone is sighing, everyone is rejoicing, and everyone is deeply aware of the hard-won victory.

The dark elves felt a lot of emotion about such a victory.

The same goes for the Demon King's Army.

Exhausting all their strength in one breath, Bella, Isa, White Tail, and the forest elf ranger all sat limply on the ground, sucking in the air.

Only at this time, you will sigh how fresh the free air is, how blue the sky is, and how refreshing the wind blowing past your ears is.

Li Muran quietly walked to Bella's side.

"Thank you. Our Lord Demon King."

"How is the performance? It's not bad."

"Barely."

Li Muran stretched out his hand, and Bella smiled and took Li Muran's hand to stand up.

Then pull Isa up too.

Pulling White Tail's rabbit ears, he pulled her up too.

"Master Li Muran is too much. I have worked hard too. Why are you treating me so rudely?"

"Wait, I'll give you a carrot head."

"Protest, I almost died, and the pay is too low. My life is worthless."

Li Muran is like a black-hearted capitalist, desperately squeezing the workers.

White Tail is easy to say. Give her a carrot and she immediately stops complaining.

Li Muran looked around, looking at the corpses all over the ground.

Most of them are pig-headed, but there are also other races, and there are also dark elves.

It's really spectacular.

Can't help but frown.

The war was tragic, but the set goal was accomplished for the time being.

There are many dark elves standing there.

With the strength of the Demon King's army of less than 20 people, such a result is already very good.

Putting in so much energy and risking your own life is worth it.

This time, the plan of the pig-headed tribe was messed up by the Demon King Army.

Li Muran dropped a bomb in the lake named Dead Song Forest, which broke the order of the lake itself and muddied the water in Dead Song Forest.

Presumably, Death Song Forest will fall into huge chaos.

All races will be implicated

The forest will become wild.

However, in line with the principle of 'it's none of my business', Li Muran didn't feel any guilt.

Demon King's Army? Li Muran was just doing something in line with the Demon King's Army style.

There is nothing wrong with bad people doing bad things.

That said, but what to do next?

Just when Li Muran was feeling emotional, Tuyang took his clansmen to Li Muran's side.

The eyes of the two men met again.