Rebirth of the Strongest Seventh Prince

At the other end of the sky, Ye Lan was the leader, followed by a dense army of fallen angels. They were all staring coldly at the battlefield below, especially when they saw the slaughtered demon soldiers. There was no sympathy on their faces, but rather coldness.

"The fish has been hooked, it's time to pull in the net!" A cruel smile appeared on Ye Lan's lips.

"Those humans are a bunch of idiots, do they really think that we, the demons, are so vulnerable? Little do they know that most of the troops we sent out are just cannon fodder!" A four-winged fallen angel sneered.

"The continent's famous Fire Phoenix Knights, Mad Dragon Knights, and Light Magician Corps, what a big deal!" Another four-winged fallen angel said with a teasing tone.

"The worst part is, some idiot actually sent out a legion of undead magicians. It's ridiculous. Summoning the undead in front of us demons is no different from a child!"

All the fallen angels laughed.

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The leaders of the coalition forces were standing on the city wall at this time, looking at the battlefield from afar.

"I've said it before, the demons are vulnerable. If we had attacked earlier, we would have killed them without a single piece of armor left!"

"It seems that I have overestimated the demons. I didn't expect them to be so vulnerable!"

"The demons are in a trance in the abyss. The continent today is our human world. How can it be compared to 20,000 years ago!"

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Seeing that the demon army was killed without any chance of fighting back, many leaders became complacent and started bragging to each other, thinking that the demons were nothing special.

Of course, not everyone is so unwise.

"Old friend, do you think that the demons are only capable of this much?" Long Batian looked at Nangong Aoran, the commander of the Yaoyue Kingdom beside him. There was not a trace of pride on his face, but confusion instead.

Nangong Aoran also had a puzzled look on his face. He looked at the leaders around him who were sneering at the demons for overestimating their own abilities, and said in a low voice, "Something is wrong. I always feel like we won too easily this time!"

Long Batian showed a trace of worry on his face, and said: "You can see it too. To be honest, I have a vague feeling that we seem to have been set up!"

Nangong Aoran was startled, and said with a trembling voice: "You mean to say that yesterday's declaration of war was a bait, a carefully designed plan by the demons!"

Long Batian shook his head slowly: "The bait is not the declaration of war, but the millions of demon troops on the battlefield. The demons want to use these millions of troops to lure us to launch a large army and then annihilate them!"

Nangong Aoran's face was stern, and he forced a smile and said, "You are just guessing. Would the demons be willing to use millions of troops as bait?"

"It's hard to say!" The worry on Long Batian's face became even stronger, because the Mad Dragon Legion was on the battlefield. If the demons really had some conspiracy and caused the Mad Dragon Legion to suffer heavy losses, he would be to blame.

The elf elder Hill looked coldly at this group of self-boasting human leaders and sneered in his heart. These humans actually said in front of him unscrupulously that humans are stronger than the elves and dwarves who were powerful 20,000 years ago, and they also said that the demons that almost conquered the entire continent were vulnerable. They really didn't know what they were talking about.

The dwarf king Gangta and Elder Hill looked at each other, and both of them looked unhappy, but they didn't say anything, but quietly walked aside and let this group of conceited humans continue to brag. The two of them had already noticed that something was wrong, and were about to persuade this group of human leaders to withdraw their troops, but these guys' words were too self-righteous and too hurtful, so the two of them immediately put back what they were about to say.

"Commander-in-chief, something is wrong. The demons seem to be too quiet!" Long Batian was extremely anxious and finally couldn't help speaking. Having been an official for so many years, he still knew how to speak tactfully.

Before Gu Qingping could speak, a general from the south shouted, "What's wrong? It's always you, Long Batian, who's at odds with us. The demons haven't made any moves because they're scared of us killing them. Do you understand?"

Ai Bowen, the commander of the Business Alliance, frowned and said, "I think what Brother Long said makes sense. We in the Business Alliance are most aware of the strength of the demons, and their army will definitely not be so vulnerable! I think there must be something fishy going on!"

The general from the south sneered and said, "You know it best? Hehe, I think the army of your business alliance is vulnerable!"

A small southern leader actually dared to belittle the Business Alliance. Ai Bowen said coldly: "Do you want to test the strength of our Business Alliance? Pull out your troops and let you see whether our Business Alliance's army is vulnerable. Let me know that there are always people better than you, otherwise you will die in the future without knowing how you will die!"

“You…” The southern leader’s face turned red, and he was so angry that he couldn’t speak. Everyone felt very happy seeing this, because this guy’s mouth was so stinky that he indirectly offended many people.

Gu Qingping is one of the famous commanders on the continent, and he is also a twelfth-rank sword god. His sensitivity is no less than Long Batian's, and he vaguely feels that something is wrong, but the demons have conspiracies and tricks, and he has no clue for the time being.

"I also think there are many strange things. Generally speaking, the demon camp is too quiet. It's even scary!"

Gu Qingping's words were naturally different. As one of the most prestigious commanders on the continent and one of the three top sword gods of the human race, no one dared to ignore his words. Most of the leaders present were outstanding figures from various countries and had their own opinions.

There are quite a few leaders in the south, and not all of them are as annoying as that foul-mouthed guy. Another leader in the south said, "Your Excellency the Commander-in-Chief is right. Something is indeed wrong today. The demons are too quiet. It seems that they are plotting something."

"The demons are too generous to use the lives of millions of soldiers to plot a conspiracy!" Although Yale Lanfeng was somewhat suspicious of the demons' weirdness, he did not believe that the demons would be willing to spend such a huge amount of money.

"It's hard to say. The demons have always been weird and seductive. Who knows what they are thinking!" said Merry, the great wind swordsman from the north.

Gu Qingping waved his hand, signaling that everyone should stop arguing, and then walked towards the dwarf king Gangta and the elf elder Hill who were standing in the corner, "You two, both of you..."

Before he finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed and he said in shock: "The demons are casting a forbidden spell!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's faces changed suddenly, because they all felt the dark elements beginning to boil in the sky.

"Without delay, gather all the magician corps and do our best to break the demon clan's forbidden spell!"

The coalition forces moved very quickly, and soon almost all the magicians from various major forces had arrived and gathered in front of the Juetian Palace.

"Your Excellency, the Saint of Light, your light magic is the nemesis of dark magic. This time, with your Holy See of Light as the main force, you must do your best to disrupt the gathering of the opponent's dark elements and interrupt the forbidden spell of the demon clan!"

The dark elements in the air became more and more active, even forming a black torrent visible to the naked eye that rushed towards the distant sky.

The magicians of the Holy See of Light chanted the spell quickly, and soon light rain began to fall from the sky. The dense rain of light hit the torrent formed by the gathering of dark elements and quickly dispersed them. However, the pulling force from the distant sky was too great, and the scattered dark elements soon gathered again and rushed forward again.

The magician legions of other forces also began to gather their mental power. The terrifying mental power clashed with the mental force field in the distant sky, constantly interfering with each other and interrupting the other side's gathering of dark elements.

However, soon, everyone's faces became serious.

"The other party ignored our mental interference, and their forbidden spells are still taking shape rapidly!" Ge Delong's face was very frightened, (I apologize to everyone here, I wrote Lie Yan as Ge Delong in the previous chapters, Lie Yan is the owner of the Phoenix Phoenix) as if he had encountered something incredible.

"How is this possible? Our mental force field can't penetrate. It seems that the other party is using some means to isolate our mental power!" Ye Lanfeng, a wind magician from the northwest, shouted in shock.

Elder Hill of the Elf Clan's expression suddenly changed. "The Heart of the Devil, it must be the Heart of the Devil. This is bad!"

The Dwarf King Gangta's face also changed drastically, and he said, "It can't be wrong. It can ignore our mental interference. It must be the Heart of the Heavenly Demon that isolates our mental power."

"What exactly is the Heart of the Heavenly Demon?" Gu Qingping felt something was wrong after hearing what the two said.

Elder Hill said in shock, "That is the treasure of the demons, a super artifact-level existence. It is said that it is only a fist-sized prismatic gem, but it can store almost unlimited magic power. The Demon Kings of all generations can absorb the magic power inside and gradually become peerless masters. The Heart of the Heavenly Demon also has a terrifying function, which is to use it to cast forbidden spells. If you don't have absolute power, you can't interrupt it. Judging from the mental force field transmitted from the sky, there are quite a few demons casting forbidden spells. If we want to interrupt their forbidden spells, we must have at least a thirteenth-level master, but unfortunately we don't have one."

"What should we do then?" Gu Qingping was a little confused.

"Quickly withdraw the troops, get all the troops on the battlefield to withdraw. The demon clan's forbidden spells are different from ours. Although their forbidden spells are terrifying, as long as you escape in time, you can still save your life!"