Infinite Monster Training Camp

The gate of the city of evil spirits is completely opened!

Countless evil spirits began to appear.

This is an extremely large army.

There is no end in sight.

The face of death had never been so solemn.

These are all evil spirits, dark creatures, and the attack power of the **** of death will be discounted to a certain extent.

And more importantly, there are too many of these evil spirit legions.

Reaper was the first to do it.

At the moment when the evil spirit legion appeared, he had already waved the sickle in his hand.

In the blink of an eye, a large swarm of evil spirits fell.

However, the remaining evil spirits didn't seem to have seen half of them at all, they were still there, and they kept coming out of the portal.

Dongdong also began to attack.

The Arrow of Faith kept shooting towards the portal, and all hits accurately.

But the portal is not made of any material, and the Arrow of Faith has no way to destroy it at all.

"There is no way to destroy the portal." Reaper promptly reminded.

Once the portal is opened, there is no power to close it, unless the last creature in the city of evil spirits is also teleported out.

The killing of Reaper, Dongdong, and Charm Banshee began.

Never stopped at all. Pieces of evil spirits fell to the ground and quickly decomposed completely. The death of the evil spirit is the real death.

But even this did not stop the speed of the appearance of evil spirits.

Grim Reaper also has some helplessness.

There are too many evil spirits.

Finally, the green color of the portal gradually dimmed, until it disappeared completely.

But thousands of evil spirits have appeared on the battlefield.

"What else can stop it?" Meiglason laughed triumphantly.

Death glanced at him coldly, and then coldly spit out a word: "Kill!"

Since it can't be stopped, let the killing come to an end.

The second battle of Fracher. It was called the "Bloody War" again.

In this war, the temple mobilized all available resources. Temple believers, biological race alliances, and even the full power of the city of evil spirits.

On the other hand, from beginning to end, only Death, Dongdong, Charm, Count Dracula and the vampire family fought there.

Count Dracula and his family of vampires are entangled in the biological race alliance, and their situation is not very optimistic. There are too many creatures in this alliance. There is no way to kill it. Especially the goblin tribe and dwarf tribe, the lethality brought by those new weapons has also been stronger in the past.

Therefore, the task of dealing with the believers in the temple and the city of evil spirits completely falls on the gods of death, Dongdong, and the enchanting banshee.

Reaper's sickle and Dongdong's betrayer's bow have caused great damage to the enemy, but this time it seems that the temple is determined to win by quantity. Whenever they kill one piece, another new piece of power will soon be added.

Unstoppable, unstoppable.

Layers of green mist enveloped the sky, which was brought by the dead evil spirits; trails of blood were flowing on the ground, which were left by the believers in the temple.

Countless resentful spirits called in the air, although the door of **** could not be opened, but this place has already become another hell.

McGrasson has been watching all this coldly all the time.

He didn't care how many casualties he would suffer.

The only thing he cares about. It is to kill all the enemies in front of you.

He will become the greatest person in the history of the temple, and his name will be passed down forever on the Isle of Destiny.

Dongdong's arms were sore and sore, but she was still pulling the bowstring tenaciously again and again.

That is an arrow of revenge.

The knights controlled by the banshee changed one after another, and on several occasions she even controlled an elite ghost knight.

And the only main force on the battlefield is obviously the **** of death.

This powerful creature that imprisoned the world vented all its anger on this battlefield.

Although he didn't care, the loss he suffered still shocked McGrasson.

From the battle to the present, thousands of people have died on the battlefield. But Death did not show any fatigue at all.

How can I kill the **** of death?

suddenly. A strange cloud flashed in the sky, and then countless colors of light spread to the ground.

There was ecstasy on Miglason's face.

coming. finally come.

Death smiled coldly.

It's here, it's finally here.

The colorful light illuminates the entire sky, and countless angels appear in the sky.

Legion of Angels!

The mysterious and powerful angel army finally appeared.

As if there was an agreement, everyone who was still fighting stopped their actions at once.

The angels fell from the sky one by one, and the one that fell last had 12 pairs of wings in total.

Archangel Nalco.

When he fell to the ground. He turned his gaze to Death: "It's been a long time since I saw each other."

"Since I broke one of your wings last time." Death said with a sarcasm: "Are your wings grown now?"

"It has grown better, and stronger than before." Nalco was not angry: "What about you? You don't seem to be much better than before."

"Really?" Death smiled faintly: "Maybe it is, but it is enough to break your wings again."

"I'm afraid it won't be that easy." Nalco shook his head: "Do you know how my wings grow? After that failure, the great brain of God summoned me and helped me restore my wings. . It also gave me more powerful abilities."

The **** of death sneered: "Has the brain of God started cheating again? When it feels that something threatens its status, it will not hesitate to start cheating and undermine the rules it made, so this world must It's going to be changed."

"That has nothing to do with me, in fact, it has nothing to do with you." Nalco said lightly: "Now it is the grievance between you and me. Death, let us have a fair battle."

Reaper didn't say anything, but took a step forward.

Nalco took a hand, and a sickle that was exactly the same shape as the death sickle appeared in his hand. The only difference is that the death sickle is black. But Nalco's sickle was pure white.

"This is an angel sickle." Nalco gently stroked the weapon in his hand: "This is also given to me by the brain of the gods. It is exactly the same as your sickle. Oh, no, it produces even more power than your sickle. powerful."

Reaper has long been used to it.

In order to solve the trouble, the brain of God will always break the rules again and again.

Both sickles flashed dazzlingly.

No one fights anymore, everyone's eyes are here.

The decisive battle between the **** of death and the archangel!

When they are standing face to face. The **** of death felt it right away, and the strength of the Archangel Nalco had improved by leaps and bounds.

However, the **** of death did not flinch and attacked first.

The black light of the death sickle swept towards the Archangel Nalco.

Nalco didn't back up either, and the white light of the angel's sickle headed toward him.

The two rays of light collided together.

There is no earth-shattering sound as imagined, on the contrary there is almost no sound.

Once the two rays of light touched each other, Reaper and Nalco quickly took a step back.

"Sure enough, it has made a lot of progress compared to the past." Death said coldly: "It seems that you really have to thank God's Brain."

"Yes, I will thank you very much, but after killing you!"

Naker called, and the angel's sickle swung out again.

The black and white shadows keep touching and retreating.

At first they could still be seen clearly. But afterwards, there are basically two shadows.

Too fast, this speed has already exceeded everyone's imagination.

The 12 pairs of wings of the Archangel Nalco kept flapping, causing a gust of wind.

And the huge black cloak also appeared on Death.

The storm stirred everything around.

The two began to rise gradually from the ground, and soon appeared in the air.

The black and white sickles kept spinning and dancing, so that only two sickles could be seen in the space, but it was not clear where the Archangel Nalco and the **** of death were.

Strips of lightning appeared in the air.

McGrasson felt cold.

Since the last Fracher's battle, McGrasson has learned his lesson and practiced hard in retreat. He has never even managed the things of the temple again, just hope that one day he can make a comeback. Wash away all the shame of the past.

But at this moment, seeing the decisive battle between the Archangel Nalco and the **** of death, he suddenly realized that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't reach their heights.

This is a huge power gap that cannot be filled at all.

Suddenly, countless bolts of lightning condensed in the sky, hovering in black and white sickles, and then continuously shot out.

After the last hit, the black and white sickle suddenly separated.

Then the Archangel Nalco and the **** of death returned to the ground.

Grim Reaper held a broken wing in his hand.

Archangel Nalco's 12 pairs of wings are missing one.

The pained and angry expressions on his face were unobstructed.

Once again, a wing was cut off by the **** of death!

"I said. This time I will cut off one of your wings." Death smiled faintly.

But at this moment, he opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Grim Reaper was also injured.

Nalco, who was forcibly enhanced by the brain of the gods, was still inferior to the **** of death in power, but the difference was not much.

Reaper has always been a very proud person. He said that he would break Nalco's wings, no matter what.

He didn't care even if the price was to be paid.

Nalco's face was completely distorted. After receiving the power bestowed by the brain of the gods, he thought he had the power to defeat the **** of death, but in the end, his wings were still broken.

And in front of so many admirers.

Especially the indifferent smile on Reaper's face even more angered him even though he was injured.

Count Dracula was not happy at all, he keenly discovered that Death had been injured, and the injury was not light.

The **** of death is the main fighting force here. When he is injured, how will the battle go on?

The 12 pairs of wings are missing one, and it always looks a little awkward.

Nalco tried his best to make himself look not too gaffe: "Reaper is already injured. Kill!"

When the archangel gave this order, all his power was put on the battlefield again.

Including the Angel Legion, all creatures were thrown into the battlefield.

Howling and shouting filled the entire battlefield.

The angel legion, the city of evil spirits, and the sanctuary surrounded the death god, winter winter, and the enchanting banshee, while the dark alliance of race creatures surrounded Count Dracula and his vampire legion.

With the participation of the Angel Legion and the wounded of Death, the battle began to undergo a major change.

Although Reaper looked so unstoppable. But the injuries caused by the archangel to him are still very huge. The speed of death obviously slowed down.

Archangel Nalco simply dealt with the injury on his back, flapping 11 pairs of wings and rushing up.

He vented all his anger on death.

It can be seen that the **** of death has become strenuous to deal with the attacks of the archangel and so many enemies.

But the most critical thing on the battlefield is the vampire family.

The number of Dark Alliances is too much, after killing one layer, they rushed up one layer. The new weapons of the goblin tribe and the gnomes continue to cause them huge troubles.

Several vampires are dead. Killed by a weapon blessed with holy light.

Count Dracula’s eyes flashed with angry flames, and the black cloak continued to explode with amazing power, killing the enemies in front of him piece by piece.

A huge catapult was re-erected, but it was not a huge stone, but a huge sword.

A white light glowed on the giant sword, which had been blessed by the Holy Light.

The gnomes of at least two legions surrounded Count Dracula.

Pull down hard. Then as soon as he let go, the huge sword whizzed out, rushing straight towards Count Dracula.

Count Dracula, who was besieged by Tuan Tuan, had nowhere to run.

The moment the giant sword was about to hit the earl, a vampire stood in front of him desperately, and the giant sword shot out of his body.

The vampire wailed in pain, his body was shot out of a huge hole, and then his body quickly began to disintegrate.

Count Dracula just watched one of his subordinates die before his eyes.

He was powerless, and the dignified count of vampire felt powerless for the first time.

One after another vampires died. Although they killed enemies dozens of times more than them.

The king of the goblin tribe Tulam and the king of the dwarf tribe looked at each other helplessly.

Even if this war is won, these two races are bound to suffer huge losses. It may even lead to a collapsed ending.

They didn't want to participate in this war, but the messenger of the temple clearly told them that if they violate the order of the temple, they will be hunted down. As long as they help the temple to win this war, they will all receive a huge reward from the temple.

In the face of threats and inducements, they finally chose to join the war. And mobilized all the power of the two races.

What is the meaning of victory? Is it just to make the two races decline from then on?

But at this time they could never look back.

On another battlefield, the battle situation began to gradually become clearer.

The Reaper’s injuries could not be effectively treated at all. Dongdong tried to heal the Reaper with the light of his life several times, but was dragged by the evil spirits.

The charm banshee was also surrounded.

The **** of death is fighting alone.

The archangel and his army of angels became the main force in attacking death. They hovered in the air, and coordinated with the temple troops and evil spirits on the ground to attack the **** of death again and again.

The sickle of death never stopped. He tried his best to kill every creature he could see, but the angel sickle always posed a huge threat to him.

Finally, with an oversight, the angel's sickle slashed across his body.

The **** of death was staggered, but he quickly gained a foothold.

There was no blood flowing out, only a fiery red color, a liquid like molten ooze slowly oozing out of the wound.

"Reaper, do you have today?" Nalco laughed wildly: "You are injured. Is that your precious life? How many lives can you flow? Tell me, how long can you hold on?"

Nalco didn't say that the fiery red, molten liquid was actually the life of death.

What's even more hateful is that he was stabbed with an angel's sickle and there was no way to heal the wound in a short time.

The **** of death smiled, at such a moment he actually smiled: "Then die together."

He rushed out suddenly, swiping his sickle vigorously.

At the same time, the angel's sickle was also shot at him.

The **** of death didn't avoid it at all, but swung his sickle at an angel without stopping.

The angel screamed, his body turned into a white light and disappeared instantly.

The death **** stood proudly, and the fiery red liquid from the new wound was also flowing out there.

He killed an angel, but he was also injured a second time.

He didn't care, it didn't matter, even if he failed this time, he still failed with pride.

Nalco did not expect that even so, the **** of death still possesses such a powerful combat effectiveness.

The angel legion approached the **** of death little by little...

The Dark Alliance completely surrounded Count Dracula and his family of vampires...

The situation of the Charm Banshee is more passive. The only betrayal knight controlled by her is already covered in injuries, and it will not last long.

Where is Dongdong? Dongdong's situation is equally pessimistic.

The most terrible thing is that all the summoned creatures here are forbidden to use, such as the Desperate Dragon Nidhogg and Hell's Three-Headed Dog!

McGrath knew that it was time to take action, he suddenly flew up, and a pair of huge wings appeared behind him.

He flew in front of Dongdong, and then a holy light struck out.

Dongdong has no possibility of escape.

But at this moment, the holy light suddenly disappeared.

Then McGrath's whole person flew to the distance, and then fell heavily to the ground.

A cold voice clearly reached everyone's ears: "Here, no one can hurt my friend!"