Archdemon

Not far from this Berserker, there was a small group of silver-level Mezo Insect Demons, which looked like standing insects.

Mezo Insect Demons have four pairs or three pairs of claws. They are not very tall and are good at using trident-shaped weapons. They are cautious infantry among demons and usually appear in small groups.

This Berserker was obviously overwhelmed. He threw almost all the demons around him away, and soon he set his sights on this small group of Mezo Insect Demons.

"Roar, roar, roar!"

This Berserker howled in a low voice and rushed over from behind with rumbling footsteps. As a result, he rushed too fast and heard a "crack!" sound.

This heavy Berserker stepped on the body of a Mezo Insect Demon, and he almost broke all the claws of the Insect Demon.

But the Berserker never cared about these things. He bent down and reached out to dig the Mezo Insect Demon under his feet out of the mud, and then threw it out with all his strength.

"Pah!"

The thrown Insect Demon hit an Elf Archer standing on a high place. This powerful throw directly injured the Elf.

The Berserker who saw this scene couldn't help but howl excitedly.

But the Insect Demons on the side didn't do it. In front of him, they stepped on their brothers and seriously injured them, and then threw them out again.

This group of Insect Demons directly picked up the trident and fought with the Berserker Demon. The chaotic battle even involved some other demons.

This group of demons actually fought in front of the Elf's defense line.

In the distance, a horned demon held a rough battle axe, roared angrily, and used a spell-like ability: Teleport!

Horned demons are a type of demon similar to minotaurs, with a pair of curved horns on their heads and long black hair on their bodies.

This horned demon was teleported directly into a trench on the elf position, which is also one of the tactics commonly used by high-level demons.

All high-level demons have the spell-like ability of teleportation, and even a few silver-level demons have this ability.

When attacking such enemies within the defense line, demons generally choose to teleport directly into the defense line, and then make a central attack in the defense line.

The horned demon who teleported into the trench saw several elf archers in front of him who were drawing their bows and arrows, and let out an excited roar.

Then he lowered his head, holding a battle axe and began to charge. Under the urging of magic, the charge of this horned demon became unstoppable, and directly smashed the bodies of several elf archers in front of him into pieces.

"Roar!"

The horned demon roared, and swung the battle axe in his hand violently, smashing a silver-level elven warrior who was holding a shield to resist into the trench with the axe blade.

An elven priest not far away saw this scene, and anger washed over him. He held the magic staff in his hand, and at such a short distance, he could no longer cast spells and fight remotely.

A dazzling divine light condensed on his body. The elven priest was wearing heavy armor, holding a magic staff in one hand and a heavy cross iron staff in the other hand, and the divine light of his whole body surged.

At this moment, I don't know how many divine arts were activated by him, and the ones visible to the naked eye are:

Divine Art: Vitality!

Divine Art: Power Enhancement!

Divine Art! Holy Warriors Descend!

Divine Art: Enemy of Evil!

Divine Art: Holy Armor!

Under the effect of these divine arts, the body of the elven priest swelled up directly, and the heavy armor that was originally a bit loose tightened at this moment.

Priests are a special profession. Their cultivation depends on their own physique on the one hand, and on their faith in gods on the other.

Priests are not only spellcasters, possessing various divine arts with low energy consumption and strong effects, but they can also be powerful warriors.

On the battlefield, some war priests usually wear heavy armor and hold heavy weapons such as battle axes, flails, and maces. After the blessing of divine arts, they are even stronger in melee combat than warriors.

"Demon heretics... face divine punishment!!"

The elf priest roared, he let go of the divine staff, let the divine staff float behind him, and rushed towards the horned demon with both hands holding the cross iron staff.

The horned demon looked at the elf priest rushing over, and naturally he was not willing to be outdone.

In the comparison of the two bodies, the horned demon's body size obviously occupies an advantage. He is almost half the height of the elf priest on the opposite side.

In the group of demons, most of the time, body size represents combat effectiveness.

The two sides rushed together, and the horned demon swung his axe fiercely, but his movements were not flexible enough.

The elven priest on the opposite side was chopped down by the horned demon's axe.The moment before, he jumped onto the trench sideways, and then the cross iron staff in his hand flashed with divine power.

"Boom!"

The iron staff hit the shoulder of the horned demon, and this blow almost smashed the shoulder blade of the horned demon.

The horned demon howled in pain. This was not only the pain of the bones being hit hard, but also the attack of the divine power attached to the cross iron staff. It was as if concentrated sulfuric acid was poured on his body.

A lot of black smoke came out from the wound, and the place where the horned demon's body was hit was festering and blistering.

The elf priest was even more unreasonable. He continued to swing the cross iron staff in his hand and hit the horned demon violently.

The horned demon was unwilling to be attacked like this. He came from the abyss and had extremely rich combat experience. Even if he was injured, he was not afraid.

The rough battle axe in the horned demon's hand avoided the priest's block and chopped on the priest's armor.

The heavy armor of the priest is the traditional equipment of the elves. Although it is quite good compared to the armor of other people, the various artistic shapes, hollows, patterns, etc. on it still weaken the defense of the armor.

At this moment, the elf priest suffered such a heavy blow that a large part of the armor became concave. He was attacked by the magic power of the abyss and suffered serious internal injuries.

The effect of power is always mutual. The power of the priest can cause double damage to the devil, and the power of the devil will also cause double effect on the priest.

The elf priest suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, but before the horned demon began to be happy, a large amount of divine light filled the priest's body.

Divine art: Healing medium injuries!

It can be seen with the naked eye that the face of the elf priest has become good-looking, and the light of the divine art has made his body recover quickly. The damage just caused by the horned demon has been repaired in a blink of an eye.

"Heretics...die!"

The priest who had recovered from his illness rushed forward again and fought with the tall horned demon.

After a hard fight, the two figures who were wrestling with each other gradually stopped.

A figure staggered to his feet. He took off his helmet that was slightly dented by the beating, and shook his head slightly. His light green hair swayed with the shaking of his head.

In the end...it was the elf priest who won the battle, and the horned demon fell forever in this forest.

The elf priest raised his head and looked at the battlefield. Most of the demons had been killed, and a small number of demons were still madly fleeing back to survive.

The elf priest looked at the fleeing low-level demons, he raised his cross iron staff and shouted excitedly.

"The elves will win!"

But the happy mood did not last long, he saw the fleeing demons rushing back at a faster speed, and this time they seemed to be more afraid.

The priest looked into the distance...there was smoke and dust everywhere.

Through the black smoke produced by the abyss fire burning on the battlefield, he could still see many tall figures in the smoke.

He knew... the real test was coming!

In the smoke, a tall figure was shaking, as if lifting something, and the elven priest tried to open his eyes wide.

But before he could see clearly, a green ray flew at a very fast speed.

The ray hit the elven priest, and the heavy armor decorated luxuriously on his body was as fragile as paper in front of this spell.

He only had time to make a short scream, and the green flames had already swallowed him, and his tall body twisted wildly under the flames.

The flesh and blood became fuel for combustion, and through the green light of the flames, the burning bones could be seen.

The bones were ignited by the flames, and an illusory figure was wailing in the flames. It was the soul of the priest. As the last trace of the soul burned out, the armor also fell and scattered, leaving only a small pool of ashes on the spot...