Fantasy: Beginning Saint Patriarch

Demon Race and the others stared closely at the majestic long wall at the border of the continent in the distance, but there was no panic or fear in their eyes. Instead, they were filled with killing and madness.

Not only are there many Demon Races walking on the waves on the sea, but also under the sea, there are countless squid-like Demon Races that are sneaking quickly in strange postures.

Under the deep water, each of their eyes lit up with a special water-colored protective film to prevent humans from releasing special drugs in the water.

Their speed is extremely fast, even much faster than those on the sea, but this is normal.

After all, people walking on the sea use their own power to step into the air, which is naturally different from the strange Demon Race who is born with water attributes.

In the center of the Demon Race army, on a strange red jar-like sedan, a strange-looking Demon Race is sitting cross-legged. Black flames are constantly condensed in his claws, which are then extinguished and rekindled. , and so on.

Beside him, two Demon Races who were like maids knelt behind him, holding their hands in front of their chests, closing their eyes and praying for the battle.

"Master Motian, the human continent is ahead. Looking at this situation, they seem to be ready and waiting for our attack."

At this moment, suddenly a human-like Demon Race, less than one meter tall, with two long white horns growing on his head, and a body full of blood, flew from the horizon, and then immediately landed steadily. On top of the sedan chair.

He knelt on one knee and said respectfully to Demon Race.

After hearing this, the Demon Race, known as Master Motian, slowly opened his eyes. In the bloody light, a strange color flashed in his pupils, and finally he regained his natural state.

He spoke slowly, and a strange Demon Race language echoed around him.

"It seems that our news has been leaked. Although humans are weak, they have made so many preparations. I am afraid this battle will not be easy."

One of the Demon Race maids seemed a little confused. He hesitated for a moment, but still said it.

"Master Motian, are you worried too much? The human race is so weak, even if we know what to do if we are prepared, our powerful Demon Race soldiers will still kill them all.

Motian shook his head, his voice became a little lower, and then he turned to look at the woman who had just spoken.

"There are strong people on the human side, and there are even more intelligent humans everywhere. Although we have strong bodies and terrifying inheritance, if we despise each other so much, we will definitely be defeated.

"This is the experience that our Demon Race has spent thousands of years in exchange for our flesh and blood. However, this saying seems to have been spread among humans for a long time. It seems that the arrogant soldier will be defeated. Moreover, human wisdom is indeed powerful. Over the years, we have eaten Is the loss still small?"

"One Demon Race can definitely defeat three humans of the same level in a head-on battle. Ten Demon Races can crush thirty humans in a head-on battle. But three hundred Demon Races and three hundred humans fight together. But it can only be a tie.”

"But when three thousand Demon Races fight against three thousand humans, they are likely to be defeated. Do you know why?"

The maid didn't believe it, but out of respect for Lord Motian, she hesitated, shut her mouth obediently, and said nothing.

Motian just smiled faintly and then said.

"I know that you are not convinced or believe it, but this situation has happened countless times on the battlefield between humans and Demon Race. I'm afraid you will encounter such a scene today. I hope you won't be too nervous then. surprise."

"I understand, Master Motian."

After Motian said this, he then turned to look at Demon Race who was kneeling in front of him and ordered.

"Go and tell all the troops to prepare for battle. Demon Race Knife Team, be prepared and dispatch at any time!"

"yes!"

The Demon Race responded, unfolding his blood-red wings in a few flashes, and disappeared in front of several people.

Watching his leaving figure, the other maid frowned slightly and asked in question.

"Master Motian, what is the Demon Race knife team you just mentioned? Why does this name sound so much like the human side?"

"This is indeed learned from humans. Of course, it is normal for you not to know. After all, this is confidential.

After a pause, after the maid digested these things, Motian explained.

"On the battlefield, humans often cultivate a special and powerful force. The name is like the Sharp Knife Team, which sounds very strange, but when it comes to combat power, it is indeed very impressive.

"In a battle between the same number of Demon Races and humans, we often have to pay three times the price to repel them, but the damage to the other side is only a few humans with the weakest physiques."

"After seeing this thing, I secretly cultivated a special Demon Race army to imitate their behavior and specifically use it to fight against this powerful human army. I won't go into details. Wait a minute. You'll see it.

During the conversation, the Demon Race army was already approaching a few miles from the edge of the continent.

Immediately after the charge horn sounded, countless strong men of Demon Race stepped directly on the waves, soared into the sky quickly, and charged towards the top of the city wall or in the middle.

However, even though the Demon Race kept approaching, the human side still made no move.

Even the little girl looked very anxious, because she did not understand military affairs, and this time the battle was not completely handed over to the old man.

But looking at the current situation, she couldn't help but feel a little angry, and she cursed the old man in her heart.

The old man remained unmoved and looked at the opponent carefully. When the Demon Race soldiers stepped into another shooting range and ran to the front, their physical strength was a little weak, but the other Demon Race soldiers did not catch up, he raised his right hand and fiercely said cruelly.

"put!"

Following his order, the sound of countless mechanical springs suddenly shook loudly. Along with the sound of breaking through the air, countless huge crossbow arrows that had been prepared exploded instantly.

Rush towards the Demon Race.

Demon Race, who was in the air with nowhere to borrow strength and whose old strength was gone and new strength had not yet regenerated, was immediately pierced through the body by these terrifying arrows equipped with special spells.

Even though their bodies were very solid and they had carried out certain protection, they still could not block the power of these specially-made crossbow arrows.

Just when Demon Race was fighting against the human race, Lin Feng finally completed the integration. Although it is still not possible to achieve the level of a person who truly possesses the Law of Space, he can still use this fusion to speed up.

He couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, and then started on his way quickly. .