These fragments are mixed with magic ripples and high-heat steam, like a mighty magma surge, sweeping in all directions.
The Demon Slayer's armor was swept by the frenzy.
First, his armor burned, then his flesh and blood were steamed, and then his bones were torn off by the shock wave.
In the end, even his bones were burned to ashes.
The whole process only took half a second. .
What was even more miserable were the Hell-Slayer Demons who were standing outside.
They were not instantly killed by the magma frenzy, but their armors melted one after another and merged with their flesh and blood.
Even with the demons' unparalleled tyrannical physiques, they could not withstand it.
Unable to hold back the severe pain of molten metal flowing across them, they all let out wails that were worse than death.
In an instant, a shockingly large hole appeared in the center of the originally tight battle formation of the Hell-Destroying Clan, with the Prison-Destroying Cannon as the center.
Thousands of Hell-Destroying Demons were torn apart, wiped out in ashes, and perished.
The destruction of the prison-destroying cannon had an even more serious impact on morale.
The "tortoise holding an umbrella" battle flag of the Hell-Destroying Clan was swaying this way and that under the devastation of the shock wave.
All the Demon Slayers were filled with fear.
Looking at Black Jack flying higher and higher not far away, it was like looking at the majestic gods and demons descending from the sky.
Especially the witches of the Hell-Slayer Tribe were conquered by Black Jack's heroic spirit in an instant.
In the bloody battle in the demon world, the strong are respected, and tribe and bloodline are not the focus.
Even the enemy's heroes will be respected and even worshiped as long as they perform miraculously.
"Woo-wu-wu-" A sharp whistle sounded from behind the prison-killing clan's battle formation.
This means to take a stand and withdraw the troops.
Indeed, although not many soldiers were lost, their morale had hit rock bottom.
If the fighting continued, it would simply consume the vitality of both sides.
Lord Bowser is ambitious.
His goal is to unify the entire magical world.
He wants to conquer rather than destroy the various tribes in the bloody demon world.
Naturally, he will not engage in a meaningless war of attrition, which will really result in lose-lose situations for both parties.
Although the morale of the six ethnic coalitions was greatly boosted, they could only breathe a sigh of relief.
They had suffered heavy casualties to begin with.
In addition, they had many orders, each with their own agenda, but they did not have the ability to take advantage of the victory and pursue the victory.
Also at the rear of the battle formation, a sound was fired.
The whistle of retreat.
This short and brutal encounter came to an end for the time being.
Both sides retreated to each other's magic teleportation arrays, licked their wounds, regrouped, and prepared to fight again the next day.
Black Jack and his harem group, naturally acting as heroes and warriors, were surrounded by countless demons and arrived at the base camp of the six-race coalition.
As expected, Black Jack has many "old friends" in the Bloody Demon Realm.
Coupled with his performance in turning the tide just now, he gained the trust of all the tribes in the demon world.
It didn't matter whether it was to catch up with the wind or celebrate success, Black Jack quickly chatted and laughed with the leaders of the six demon clans at the banquet, and got along well - at least on the surface, the other party readily accepted his support, and the men became brothers with him, and the women Just ogling him, the atmosphere was quite harmonious.
What's even more incredible is that after the banquet, Black Jack sneaked into Queen Medusa's camp.
Soon, Teresa's familiar yet unfamiliar breathing came from the camp.
Teresa watched everything with a cold eye.
Somehow, deep down, I became increasingly wary and disgusted with what Black Jack had done.
She didn't know what happened to herself.
To be honest, Black Jack's method of destroying the prison-destroying cannon can be called "astonishing and unparalleled in power."
Even if Teresa changes back to her former body, she won't be able to be as smooth and smooth as he is.
Moreover, he is not showing off his courage, there is indeed a need to do so.
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——This is the demon world.
The demons are ruthless guys who kill without blood.
They must be full of hostility towards outsiders like them.
If they jumped out rashly and said that they wanted to support the demons, people would definitely be suspicious.
Even if they killed them all with one knife, it would be reasonable.
But when the situation of the six-race coalition was at its most critical, Black Jack destroyed the prison-destroying cannon in full view of the public and became the hero who turned the tide.
The situation was suddenly different.
Now, Black Jack has been firmly linked to the morale of the six-race coalition.
No matter who wants to kill him, it will cause a devastating blow to the morale of the six-race coalition.
For the time being, they should be safe.
At least no one dared to attack them openly.
Black Jack is a guy who can be called "brave and resourceful".
However, Theresa still didn't like him.
Teresa didn't know if this was her own prejudice or even...jealousy.
But thinking about it carefully, especially comparing Black Jack and Yao Lao, she still felt that these two "heroes" were not the same.
Although Yao Lao often goes deep behind enemy lines to turn the tide single-handedly, Yao Lao never manipulates others.
At most, he tries to influence others with his own actions and those very childish, high school student-like remarks.
And Black Jack... basically regards everyone on both sides as his puppets, puppets in his hands.
The Shura battlefield where tens of millions of people died was just a stage for him to make achievements.
"I will never become your puppet, and I will never let Princess Axia and the sisters in the harem become your puppets forever!"
Teresa secretly thought in her heart.
She left the banquet and came to the medical camp covered with snake staff flags.
After the fierce battle, the wounded were all over the ground, and the doctors of the Medusa tribe were treating the wounded soldiers in various strange and even horrific ways.
The ground was covered with blood, bandages and broken limbs.
The pungent smell of blood and herbs floated in the air, and bursts of wailing echoed in the air.
Teresa sighed in her heart, resisted the discomfort, and found the harem group's camp.
The flowers of victory must be watered with blood.
The invincible charge of the harem group attracted the attention of the Hell-Slaying Demon Army, and then Black Jack quietly approached from the dome and launched a swooping ray of light.
It is impossible for the harem group not to be injured in this process.
Among them, the female mercenary leader Natasha was the most seriously injured.
This tall, fit, and war-loving girl with the blood of the Great Northern Barbarians did not take her own life seriously at all.
Her fighting style was to wield a giant ax and war hammer, and launch herself into the enemy's most vulnerable position again and again.
Throw it in a dense area and then sweep across the field.
During this battle, she took the lives of at least dozens of Hell Slayers.
However, there were dozens of wounds, large and small, left on his body, the deepest of which cut off the left shoulder blade and barely cut out the heart.
After applying Elf Vera's blessing and healing skills, the wound initially healed and the bones were reconnected.
But the lost magic power and blood essence cannot be replenished for a while.
Her whole body was covered with bloody bandages, and her face, which was originally rosy and plump, was now pale and shriveled, like a mummy that had just been lifted out of the coffin.