Magic Industrial Age

Gary Mills truly lived up to his reputation as a professional sniper. The spire he found was indeed high enough, had a broad enough view, and was completely unobstructed.

With the help of moonlight and the glow of combat using fighting spirit and magic, he could see the entire battlefield clearly.

Of course, more importantly, it was far enough from the battlefield that even the most intense fighting wouldn't affect them here.

From this height, looking down, Elfat Square was nothing but ruins.

The iconic statue of Elfat Marquis Knight was shattered into countless pieces scattered all over the ground.

The base, engraved with the names of ancestors, had been uprooted and used as a weapon, crushing several dark werewolves to death.

More common were the fallen corpses—werewolves, demons, humans, undead, monsters, you name it.

But these wouldn't affect the overall battle; the fighting seemed endless.

Luo Yi squinted, carefully discerning, and found that the fighting parties were indeed strange.

The city hall was destroyed, completely in ruins, but the demon altar in the center remained intact.

The light of the abyss even illuminated the surrounding darkness, as demons stepped out of it and onto the battlefield.

Their basic troops were all berserker demons.

These muscle-brained demons liked to smash enemies with their spiked clubs, and were considered a strong fighting race even in the abyss.

Besides them, there were also snake demons with human torsos and snake tails, and four arms.

They had arms covered in snake scales, each holding a long blade; when the four blades were wielded, all that could be seen was flashing light.

Coupled with the pervasive power of the abyss, three or five of them together could take on even transcedent beings.

Of course, the most astonishing were the few four-armed snake demons in the inner circle, who had actually put down their long blades and picked up magic energy guns.

Although they were the longest-range rifles, each snake demon could use two, loading, raising, aiming, and firing...

Their speed and accuracy didn't look like they had just picked them up!

In addition, there were several fire demons creating fireballs and throwing them around.

And two succubi, fluttering their wings, suspended in mid-air, wielding long whips to maintain formation.

It could be said that the demons, a chaotic species, could only fight and charge in such an orderly manner thanks to these succubi.

Or perhaps they were equipped with demon overseers to maintain morale.

However, the number of demon overseers was extremely small; they were too strong. Even demon lords were reluctant to use them casually unless it was a full-scale demon army.

But even this demon squad in front of them must be the elite under a certain demon lord, otherwise they couldn't be so well-trained.

Yes, don't look at these demons as a chaotic mess, but for the chaotic and evil demons, this was already well-trained.

In other words, Lord Dorje Petrovich must have extremely deep ties with a certain demon lord in the abyss.

What, you ask where Dorje is?

He was right next to the abyss teleportation array, the wide sofa still intact, with a delicate round table in front of him, with tea and snacks.

He was there drinking tea and eating some snacks, and his black imperial military uniform highlighted his height and composure.

Even if Luo Yi disliked this person, he had to admit that this person really had a kind of iron-blooded temperament amidst the corpses on the battlefield.

As for the enemies of this demon legion, the dark werewolves were all dead.

No matter how ferocious they were, they were just a bunch of small fries in front of the more ferocious demons.

The three summoning gates were still open, but no dark werewolves dared to come over anymore.

So, the opponents of the demon legion had become some transcedent powerhouses.

They were almost uniformly dressed in black cloaks, and the standardized magic equipment not only showed the strength of the Twilight Hermitage Society, but also hid their identities.

Luo Yi had noticed when fighting those two transcedent beings before that no matter how intense the fighting or how badly they were injured, they didn't reveal their faces.

However, their professions were varied.

There were knights with immense strength. Although they had no mounts, the fighting spirit slashes they unleashed with their greatswords could shatter everything.

There were also magic gunners, although not as powerful as Gary Mills, their coordination of gun and sword techniques was also skillful, obviously practicing Hayes' gun-sword techniques.

There were also mages, true elemental mages, summoning various water elements, water balls, waterfalls, water rapids, with great momentum and even more powerful.

Of course, at the front were a group of more than ten standing earth element giants.

That was the masterpiece of a transcedent mage specializing in earth magic. A huge magic circle fell around him, and whenever an earth element giant was shattered, he would summon another one.

Controlling twelve earth element giants alone was very difficult for him, his face was pale, and he would occasionally drink a bottle of magic potion.

But you can't deny that these earth elements attracted most of the berserker demons' attention.

Of course, all of the above are considered normal.

In addition, there were some abnormal ones, such as blood clans who transformed into bats and used blood magic.

For example, necromancers who couldn't even support their black cloaks, waving their hands and summoning a group of skeleton minions and two bone wyverns.

There was also a headless death knight riding a nightmare horse with hooves burning with hellfire, wielding a death sword, galloping back and forth.

It was really unclear whether this thing was a summon or someone's disguise.

And the most unique was actually a demon warlock, who also summoned several powerful demons to join the battlefield.

Demons fighting demons looked very chaotic, but it was actually perfectly normal.

This melee couldn't be described as wonderful; it was really a mess.

Even though Luo Yi had no hope for the bottom line of the nobles in this world, he still felt that the bottom line could be lowered a little more.

Even if transcedent beings were involved in such a battlefield, it was difficult to say whether they could retreat completely unscathed.

Maybe, if you're not careful, you'll die on the spot.

However, just as he was watching with relish, the battlefield seemed to suddenly be paused.

The demon legion was still roaring, but under the urging of the two succubi, they had to stop and retreat.

What was even stranger was that the transcedent combatants of the Twilight Hermitage Society also chose to stop, retreat, stop around, and constantly be vigilant.

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A person!

An old man, dressed in noble attire, with white hair, holding a civilized cane, just walked into the battlefield.

It was hard to describe that feeling, even if the ground was full of smoke and corpses, it couldn't hide his nobility, elegance, and contempt.

He just walked to the front of the demon legion and said, "Dorje, won't you come out to see me?"

Dorje finally stood up. He took a step, his figure like an arrow, with a circle of air waves, and came close.

"Baron Marquis, I really didn't expect you to have the guts to appear here in person?"

Dorje paced back and forth, standing upright, like looking at some rare thing.

Baron Marquis was not unhappy at all, and said with a smile: "I have to come to see you off for the last time, otherwise, how can I see the expression of your death?"

"Die with regret? Are you talking about me? Hehehehe, are you kidding me?"

Dorje's laughter was full of coldness: "Since I dare to set up this trap, do you think you can still win?"

"I only know that in the face of absolute strength, so-called conspiracies are jokes!

With the lineup I have brought out, so many masters, do you think these demons can still cause much trouble?"

"Strength is not bragging, but only after fighting can you know. So, you come forward, just to say these nonsense to me?"

"What do you think?"

Baron Marquis suddenly raised his head, looking at people with his nostrils in a standard noble posture.

Far away,

On the spire,

Gary Mills' eyes completely turned into eagle eyes, staring at the lips of the two, and speaking at the same time.

The two tones were constantly intertwined, not only the content, but even the tone was imitated vividly.

The combination of Eagle Eye Technique and lip reading, Gary Mills is definitely versatile, and Oliveira frequently looked sideways.

And Luo Yi listened to the real-time translation, looked at the distant battlefield, and was so excited.

"Oh, this is the king against the king. I didn't expect these two to do this. I just don't know if they will fight!"

"Lord Dorje is a transcedent powerhouse, from the army, I know this, then Baron Marquis, wouldn't he also be a master?"

"Fight, it would be good to fight, let me see who is powerful?"

He muttered like this, but as if he saw something, his expression paused, and asked: "Huh, what is that?"

Also at the end of his vision, next to the demon altar, a gray mist suddenly filled the air, and a figure appeared.

When everyone's attention was attracted to the front, he suddenly waved a sword.

Although the fighting spirit is invisible, the lethality is not bad, directly dividing the altar in half, and even smashing the teleportation gate.

At this moment, in the teleportation gate, there seemed to be a terrifying roar, throwing a stone from the air.

That should be a stone picked up at random, but the whistling through the air was like a meteorite falling to the ground, even igniting flames.

The gray mist man dodged quickly, but was still grazed, and a burst of blood rose.

But his goal has been achieved, and the teleportation gate to the abyss is destroyed!

At this moment, Luo Yi's eyes turned slightly and fell on Baron Marquis, and couldn't help but complain: "This old thing is really insidious!"

Without the teleportation gate, there will be no subsequent demon support, even if the strength of the demons on the field is definitely not weak now.

But it is already rootless duckweed!

In this battle, Lord Dorje Petrovich's failure seems to have become a foregone conclusion!

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