A slight mistake can lead to a great error. Luo Bo's intelligence was insufficient and the technical differences between the various branch regiments of the Demon Refining Corps were underestimated, resulting in the reverse ship-grabbing operation, which led to the embarrassment of occupying key points but not being able to grow quickly. On the Blood Flame magic ship thousands of miles away, it was a different scene. The Blood Flame was the other of the two main magic ships owned by the Demon Blood Regiment. This time, it was also the pond used by Kalgon for fishing. Such a long-standing giant ship that can cross-border jumps is equivalent to a city that has been operating independently for many years. It often has a unique ship culture, not to mention different regiments, even the same regiment, it is different. The interior of the Blood Flame, although the material of the wall is also a mixture of flesh and metal, the display mode is almost the opposite of that of the Blood River. If the interior of the Blood River is the style of the internal organs of a giant beast, then the Blood Flame is the style of a claustrophobic prison. To be more specific, it is flesh and blood inside, and the inner shell is metal. However, these metals are very special, thick, and have uneven surfaces, like bubble scars left by poor smelting technology. On its surface, a faint light flows slowly, and the rippling effect it forms is like the scale light that constantly changes in shape formed by sunlight penetrating into the riverbed on the river sand.
A feeling of a deep and quiet water cave comes to the face. Especially under the light of the sparsely placed blue braziers. This is the background color of the interior space of the Blood Flame, and different areas have their own characteristics. For example, the walls of some areas will ooze out greasy red gelatinous substances, like half-dried blood. The air is also filled with a mixed smell of blood and rust. Other areas are filled with sharp spikes and hooks, and various corpses are hung, suspended, and embedded on them. Some of these corpses are fresh, some are half-rotten, and some are only skeletons, but without exception, they all maintain a twisted posture, making people know that the death process is very painful at a glance. After the Western King came as promised, he ignored all these and pushed forward all the way, and soon arrived at the bridge hall. Kalgon sat high in the commander's wide chair. Next to him, his head horse Mammon stood with his head held high like a guard, holding the hilt of his sword. There was also a group of elite magic knights, who were lined up on the left and right wings of the seats, acting as background boards and live props, which looked very impressive. "You are not slow." Kalgon leaned his body, rested his elbow on the armrest, and held his chin with one hand. His eyes were full of scrutiny, his expression was full of sarcasm, and his tone was full of arrogance. The Western King casually threw away a magic knight who had just tried to sneak attack her. The muscular man who was less than a minute ago, now only has a skeleton like a mummy, and the magic suit that seems to be welded to his flesh and blood is like a car shell that has been exposed to the wind and sun in the wilderness for a century, brittle, thin, and rotten. It was simply thrown on the ground, half broken and half sunken, without its original shape. "Not bad craftsmanship." Seeing that the King of the West did not say anything, Kalgon commented again: "But your brain is not very good, and you actually came. Let's put it this way, for this stupidity, I allow you to kneel down and beg for life." The King of the West shook his head slightly and sneered contemptuously: "If you want to accumulate power, just accumulate power, and cover up with a bunch of nonsense." As he said, the King of the West hooked his hand at Kalgon: "Come on!" Kalgon's face darkened and he stood up suddenly. 'Boom! 'The first confrontation between the two began and ended in the next moment. It turned out that Kalgon's method was very strange. It seemed that he stood up from his seat, but in fact the real attack had already been launched. However, the King of the West calmly took his trick attack, and the arm that he had used to provoke him just turned and twisted, completing a head-on confrontation.
Kalgon didn't get any advantage, and his retreat was neat and calm. It looked like he just stood up and didn't launch any sneak attacks at all. The King of the West was full of energy, his robes fluttered, and his long hair fluttered. Anyone who saw him could understand his expression: It's my turn! The King of the West didn't make any violent movements, just used the hand that had just fought with Kalgon, and only turned his wrist slightly. Kalgon's face changed, and then, the wide throne behind him was suddenly twisted and compressed by the distorted light, squeezing into a point. Mammon was also affected, howling and making miracles with great force, and in a very short time, he burst out extremely powerful energy, and before being pulled and twisted, he burst out like a cannonball. As for Kalgon, he certainly has more than two brushes, and he was not defeated by the West King's spiritual weapon - Void Palm. However, as the strongest among the four heavenly kings, even a spiritual martial arts master like Luo Bo would have a 50-50 chance of withstanding this move of the West King. It was impossible for Kalgon to withstand it without paying a price. Kalgon was also cunning enough to fight back directly with the power given to him by Wild Dad. Although from a certain perspective, this is equivalent to reducing the burden, which just balances the divine power of Essos and the divine power of Wild Dad in his body, but when these divine powers are poured into his body, they also pay a high price. To put it in a more vivid way, this is equivalent to vomiting out the fat that has been eaten but not digested in time, which is definitely a loss. The West King is a delicate woman, and she made Kalgon lose face as soon as she started. Kalgon was naturally angry, and at the same time he realized that his set of weird invisible divine attack skills was severely restrained by the West King's Void Palm. So he switched the state directly, from feminine and mysterious to open and close. Just a few meters to the left of the West King, a thick blood mist suddenly appeared as if it came out of nothing. The next moment, Kargon, in his muscle-dominant form, rushed out of it. Just by pushing his palm through the air, he set off a shock wave of energy fluctuations, twisting the air, and rushing towards the West King. The West King had a smile on his face, his feet were rooted and motionless, but his body was swaying like a strong grass in the wind. It was not dancing with the wind, but slicing the waves while swaying, breaking Kargon's preemptive energy impact with a unique and extremely beautiful enchanting flexibility. Kargon frowned, he knew that he had really met a strong enemy this time. The West King's ability can be hard or soft, and his fighting skills have surpassed him twice in a row. Sure enough, his powerful and unstoppable heavy blow was calmly resolved by the West King's special rhythmic swaying posture in the next moment. Of course, Kalgon dared to fight like this because he had a back-up plan. His hands glowed, his left hand was scarlet, and his right hand was dark blue. The power of two gods, the annihilation strike. This was a fight between the powers of the gods outside the body, which then triggered a strong strike with the power of the law. Since Kalgon's control over the power of the gods was far from being handy, this approach was quite risky. He also relied on the loopholes in the law and the special characteristics of the body of the devil blood and devil refinement to resist the backlash of the power of the gods. And what he was betting on was that his opponent would be more injured than him... At the same time, inside the Juntian ship, the advance of the mixed battle group dominated by the unliving had reached the final moment. Tata, the eagle-headed and winged devil blood battle group leader, stared at the array composed of the spirit weapon mecha and the mechanism, with a heavy expression. There was only one point left, and if this enemy array was captured, victory would almost fall into his hands. The next step was to chase the enemy to the north, and the autumn wind swept the fallen leaves. However, this last array could not be broken for a long time. Until then, Tata realized that before this, the enemy's army had never fought the Demon Blood Army head-on with all its strength. Even now, the enemy's strength still seemed unfathomable.
Simply put, he didn't know what tricks the enemy could play, but most of them still had. "Damn, why did I make such a low-level mistake?" Tata thought in annoyance. Showing weakness to the enemy is a very common tactic, often combined with the strategy of luring the enemy into a trap. For a battlefield commander like him, he should have noticed that this might happen early. But this time, he didn't realize until now that his army had penetrated too deep, and there was a risk of victory and defeat. "If the enemy is willing to sacrifice the Juntian ship, then the main force of the battle group may be buried here. I hope that the enemy's stubborn resistance is not to prepare for the detonation of the Juntian ship." The Juntian ship has the ability to cross the boundary. This ability itself can be used as a means of killing. After all, crossing the boundary is essentially an act that violates the way of heaven. To describe it in a more vivid way, it is like a grain of sand jumping into a person's eyes. You can imagine what that person's attitude is. In this context, if the cross-border accident is triggered, the power of the Heavenly Dao will have the opportunity to strangle the ship and even all the members on board. Although the power of the Heavenly Dao in this universe has been unitized, it is also planetary-level. The millstone of heaven and earth cannot grind high-end extraordinary people who are well versed in the laws and good at taking advantage of loopholes, but it is absolutely easy to kill cannon fodder soldiers. Under the attack of such high-intensity, continuous and wide-coverage power, the so-called enhanced version of the magic creation of the Demon Blood series will also die. Thinking of this, Tata issued a new order to the messenger: "Put all the reserve teams of the Demon Blood Engines into action." The messenger is not an adjutant, and will not question or ask for advice, but only convey the order. So, Tata's order was quickly implemented, and the last 500 Demon Blood Engines were put into the attack on the enemy camp. Tata certainly knew that this refueling tactic was not advisable, but the opponent's tenacity gave him a bad premonition. He couldn't bear it anymore, and he didn't want to bear it anymore. He wanted to go all in. Facts have also proved that the refueling tactic is likely to form a new round of toughness test for the enemy formation. Just like adding weights, how much can the rubber band of the test monkey withstand without breaking. The correct approach should not be to simply add weight, but to break through with a sharp blade. From this perspective, the magic blood engine should be like the heavy cavalry that won the decisive blow in the war in the Middle Ages, and it should attack the enemy's flank in a roundabout way. This is a sharp blade that can block anyone. At present, when the war is stalemate and the opponent still has cards in his hand, investing is like refueling, and the effect is to increase the chances of winning the fierce battle, which is really a bit of a waste. Sure enough, the five hundred magic blood engines entered the field, and they were really fierce at the beginning, pushing the Lingwu battle formation out of shape. In the area that was attacked, the formation was obviously sunken, and there was a sense of being unable to bear it, and the defense line was about to be broken and the inside was broken. Unfortunately, this advantage was not expanded, and the Lingwu lineage quickly took over the fire brigade. The Demon Possessed, this special type of soldier, is a Lingwu in the Berserker state generated by the burning soul of the ghost. In this state, they are integrated with the Lingwu mecha, and can be called an alternative flesh-and-blood metal hybrid golem. However, the power of the magic blood engine is the power of darkness, divine power, and dark alchemy. The power of the Demon Possessed is the power of Lingwu and the power of nature.
Just like a herd of rhinos encountering a herd of Tyrannosaurus, although the number of Demon Possessed is small, they are obviously superior in combat power. This is because the souls of each ghost are carefully selected, meet certain standards, and have passed many difficulties before being absorbed and cultivated by Luo Bo. Such a powerful soul, in the state of burning soul, is much stronger than the magic blood engine in terms of spiritual power. Although the magic blood engine is protected by divine power, the natural power of the possessed is also not ambiguous. So more than fifty possessed demons simply overwhelmed the five hundred magic blood engines. Unfortunately, the duration of the possessed demons is really short, basically three minutes of invincibility. After just one wave of charge, they were burned into flowing fire and dissipated. The battle formation of the magic blood engine did not collapse completely. The spiritual martial arts battle formation took the opportunity to fill the gap, and the magic blood engine group, which suffered heavy losses and lost its sharpness, wanted to rush forward as bravely as before. It was impossible. At this time, the straw that broke the camel's back appeared. Blood Demon! This decisive weapon specially arranged by Latel to appear on the scene was tricked by the Lingwu side as soon as it appeared on the scene, and its body became the stage for the contest of the power of law. To be honest, Tata did not expect that the blood demon could recover so quickly. He read the control secret words to the blood demon, then pointed in the direction of the Lingwu battle formation and roared: "Tear them apart!" The blood demon moved, like a super mammoth, rushing towards the Lingwu battle formation with great momentum. The army of the living avoided it one after another, and those who could not dodge in time could only blame themselves for being crushed. However, what surprised Tata was that the blood demon rushed into the middle of the battle formation of the living, suddenly braked, then raised his fists high, and then smashed the ground with all his strength. 'Bang! 'It was like the explosion of a Gustav cannon, rippling the mud and rocks on the ground, and the shock wave spread. All the lifeless within a radius of more than 200 meters were blown away. The lifeless within a farther radius could not stand firm due to the violent shaking of the earth, and fell down. Looking down from the sky, the blood demon's move directly disintegrated the offensive order of the main force of the Demon Blood Corps. And the Lingwu battle formation obviously seized this opportunity. As soon as the formation was opened, the Shiki Demon led the counterattack, and immediately killed the lifeless, the Demon Blood Engine, and even the Demon Refining Knights in front. Because of the disorder and lack of successors, the main force of the Demon Blood Corps was cut into two parts from the middle. Tata was so angry that his wings were suspended in the air, screaming and cursing: "You blaspheme the gods, you deserve to die!" As he said that, he threw the spear in his hand at the blood demon...