Because they had so many arms, each of them could drive several or dozens of staff at the same time.
With the blessing of these staffs, their divine power suddenly increased several times, and although they only had a few thousand, they exerted a lethality that was not weaker than that of tens of thousands of spiritual servants of the Spirit Clan The multi-armed demons were born according to the laws of negative energy at the birth of this universe, and their attacks are more violent, more brutal, and more deadly.
Countless corpses and plasma flew up on the ground at the same time, and under the drive of the multi-armed secret demon mages, these corpses and plasma turned black, and then quickly outlined the evil runes that were as hideous and ugly as countless poisonous insects crawling on the ground.
A black light flashed, and a large area of sharp horn barbarian gods fell to the ground silently.
Their souls were hit by the black light, and the souls of hundreds of thousands of Sharphorn Barbarian Gods were annihilated at the same time, turning into a black fog and rolling to be attacked by those multi-armed secret demons.
The aura of these multi-armed secret demons soared, and in the blink of an eye, the strength of hundreds of lower-rank divine servants directly increased to the level of mid-rank divine generals.
Countless people fell from the sky, and those gods of the flower god clan finally made a move.
In the name of the god of flowers, the god of flowers, whose body is an ugly mirage, puffed up boundless smoke and plunged the entire battlefield into an endless illusion.
The evil magic of the multi-armed secret demon clan suddenly lost its target, and their attack didn't know where it went, anyway, a large black bright light kept flashing, but no one was sucked away by their attack.
The army of the next divine servants was in a mess, and it would be impossible to tell the winner for a while, and the middle and high-level leaders of both sides finally made a move.
In the end, under the roar of a spirit of the Spirit God Clan, the two guys also opened the realm of divine power, and used the dimensional space to roll the two into it and continue to fight.
They don't have to fight outside and destroy all the nearby landmasses.
The other gods of the Heavenly Temple and the gods of the Secret Demon Clan also opened the realm of divine power to invite each other to fight, and the battlefield was a lot quieter for a while.
But obviously, after using the Infernal Demon Hell to imprison the sleeping space of the gods of the Heavenly Temple, the multi-armed secret demon clan appeared on the battlefield to fight more and fight less.
Whether it is a mid-level god or a lower-level god.
There were about twice as many of them as the gods of the Heavenly Temple.
Moreover, the multi-armed secret demon clan still has a large number of cult legions that have not arrived.
When these believers arrived, it was estimated that these evil gods would have another way to deal with the Heavenly Temple.
No doubt.
The gods of the Heavenly Temple, who were attacked by the Miluo God Cult and betrayed by the traitors, will suffer a big loss this time.
"It's really violent" Lin Qi took a deep breath: "More than a million divine servants, just like this, they will die cleanly in a while."
I really can't imagine what the Ancient Gods War was like. ” Osmanthus Tree sighed slowly: "Enlarge the scale by 10,000 times, 100 million times, and 1 trillion times, multiply the number of dead and wounded by the same multiple, and then the strength of the attack or something, it is also magnified so many times, it is almost the scene of the Ancient God War." ” It's just a fight between millions of subordinate divine servants here, but on the battlefield of the primeval god war, the main force fighting together like this.
However, millions of high-level gods were on the battlefield of the primeval god war, and the combat power of the god servant level could only be responsible for logistics and medical care, and the only fate they appeared on the battlefield was to be slapped to death by a certain high-ranking god Millions of high-ranking god-level powerhouses fought together.
The entire continent is a battlefield, and every blow can destroy a space of hundreds of miles, and the sight is terrifying just thinking about it.
But such a fierce war lasted for thousands of years, and mankind, with the help of the Metaverse, persevered in that terrible war for thousands of years Taking a deep breath, Lin Qi shook his head, he glanced at the quiet Heavenly Temple Divine Mountain, which had become a little strange, and then grabbed the green demon and pinched her fiercely.
The severe pain made the green demon wake up with a miserable howl, and as soon as she opened her eyes, she screamed and screamed: "I am the great eight-faced god king Wei Yan, you dare to touch a hair of me, I... ” The heavy slap was firmly slapped on the face of the green demon, and Lin Qi released the evil undead power full of death, and his whole body was shrouded in a gray-black smoke, and two ghost fires came out of his eyes and stared at the green demon in a daze: "Let me introduce myself, I am Socrates, a member of the great undead god line, I hope you have ever heard my name" The green demon closed her mouth tightly, she looked at Lin Qi who pretended to be Socrates in horror, her body stiff and did not dare to move in the slightest.
There is no doubt that she knows who the bone carving knife Socrate is, and it can be seen that Xiao Yan still values her very much, and some of the top secret information of the ancient gods during the war, the green demon is still qualified to contact Nodding with satisfaction, Lin Qi laughed: "So, it's great that you've heard my name, otherwise I'm still thinking about how to let you know who I am."
Well, this also proves that your status in the Temple of Heaven is very high, and you know a lot of secrets because you are the little ghost of the Nightmare...
Well."
The green demon looked at Lin Qi tremblingly, she nodded desperately, not daring to make a sound.
When facing Lin Qi, she still dared to shout and be presumptuous, but when she heard the name of Socrates, she was like a frog targeted by a poisonous python, and the boundless fear controlled her body and soul, and she didn't even dare to give birth to the slightest thought of resistance.
She even regretted why she had read those top-secret Heavenly Temple documents, why she knew about the existence of this terrible figure.
If she didn't know about the cruel and dehumanizing things that Socrate had done, she wouldn't have been so afraid.
She also couldn't figure out why she had fallen into the hands of this terrible old immortal again, wasn't she captured by Lin Qi She knew who Socrate was with the Bone Carving Knife, and she knew that this was the most notorious god-level existence in the Necromantic God Department.
She also knew that Socrates, the Bone Carving Knife, was a villain that everyone shouted at within the Necromantic God Department, and the things he had done were a sin that could not be washed away even to the ears.
She even knew that this terrifying old guy had appeared in the Western Continent a few days ago, and the undead army under his command had swept through half of the Western Continent, and he had also brazenly killed the Hurricane God of the Sea Temple of the Asur Protoss Damn, why did she fall into the hands of this terrible old monster The green demon really wanted to pass out so that she didn't have to continue to be afraid.
Lin Qi saw the green demon's doubts, he coughed lightly, slowly took out a gray-white knife, and gently rubbed it on the green demon's cheek a few times.
"I felt a familiar aura in you, and when I saw you, you were led towards the Western Continent by a few little demons, so I robbed you" After a few strange laughs, Lin Qi grabbed the stiff green demon's neck with one hand: "I'm not a good person who is helpful, on the contrary, everyone says that I'm an evil villain, so I can't save you from the hands of a few demons for free."
The green demon's body trembled violently, she looked at Lin Qi in horror and despair, and stammered to say something, but Lin Qi didn't give her a chance to speak, but grabbed her, and suddenly dozens of artifacts shining with various colors of light were grabbed out by Lin Qi.
Glancing at the green demon mockingly, Lin Qi said in a deep voice: "Don't think that such a broken artifact can repay me for saving my life."
The body trembled more and more violently, and the green demon almost cried, but she didn't dare to cry, she was afraid that her cry would stimulate Socrates' ferocity and make him do some cruel things to herself, because in the secret file of the Heavenly Temple, the carved bone knife Socrate is such a psychologically distorted old monster, he likes to listen to the cries of those unlucky people who were tortured and killed by him, the more miserable they cry, the more excited and interested Socrates the carved bone knife becomes.
"You, whatever you want, I can do it, I can do what you want" The green demon smiled at Lin Qi charmingly: "You, do you want to try my body, respectful, respectful, great undead powerhouse Lord Socrates" Lin Qi was speechless, and Hell laughed loudly, he couldn't stop praising the green demon for having a lot of demonic talent, she was able to say such undisciplined and bottom-line words in this situation, which proved that she should have an extremely powerful demonic blood in her blood "I'm not interested in your body" Lin Qi's eyes widened, and he made a fierce and vicious appearance: "I'm an undead, will I be interested in what I want to know is, well, you should know...
Where's the treasure trove of Nightmare?"
The green demon's face turned pale, and she looked at Lin Qi tremblingly and didn't dare to speak.
Lin Qi coughed lightly, and the gray-white knife in his hand gently pushed forward, and suddenly a thin blood wound no more than half an inch long was on the face of the green demon.
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A thin stream of blood slipped down, and Lin Qi chuckled at the green demon's face: "You rejected my last bit of kindness, dear" A trace of black undead divine flame came out of his right hand, and Lin Qi said indifferently: "In your soul, there should be a magic enchantment that you use to protect you.
If I use violence, I probably won't be able to fully access your memories, but that's okay, there's always a chance of success, isn't it?"
The green demon took a deep breath, then closed his eyes and bared his teeth and whispered: "Your Majesty's secret vault is not in his sleeping space, but in an inconspicuous small peak at the edge of the Heavenly Temple Divine Mountain.
It not only houses His Majesty's personal savings for so many years, but also collects the relics of the ancient powerhouses of the Spirit God Clan."
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