Chapter 292: The Battle between Gods and Demons, Falling to a Disadvantage

The earth is the evil demonic realm, on a plain at the foot of Mount Moraya.

Countless Rakshasa warriors were fighting on the plain, and the shouts of killing were shaking the earth.

The battles between Rakshasas are more intense than the fights between mortal armies. These demons are born with strong bodies. Even ordinary soldiers can jump up to dozens of meters and are as strong as lions and elephants.

The demons were divided into two camps. One camp was larger in number, but the weapons they used were very primitive. They held rough sticks, irregularly shaped, low-quality hammers, and iron forks.

The other side's troops were obviously more than half as many, but the warriors were wearing full silver armor and holding silver spears. The armor and spears were so exquisite that they looked like props from an epic movie, so exquisite that they seemed inconsistent with historical facts.

Whether the weapons and armor are sophisticated or crude, in fact, for the demons whose bodies are too strong, the improvement in combat power is not obvious.

The heavy-armored soldiers of mortals can almost crush the unarmored soldiers, but the advantage of the demons wearing heavy armor is not obvious, and they are also unable to withstand the heavy blows of low-quality iron hammers weighing hundreds of pounds.

However, the silver spear held by the armored demon was the key to completely turning the tide of the battle.

The defensive power of the silver armor is very average, but it can penetrate into the body of the armored demon and heal external and internal injuries. It looks like armor, but it is actually an automatic healing device attached to the body.

At the same time, once the enemy soldiers were stabbed by the silver spears, they would immediately become stiff and paralyzed, and soon they would seem to lose their minds and turn against them.

Once the enemy soldiers switch sides, the fog on the battlefield will gather on him, automatically forming a set of silver armor, and his crude weapon will also change into a silver spear.

As a result, the number of soldiers on the side with superior military strength became fewer and fewer, while the number of silver-armored soldiers on the side with inferior military strength became more and more.

Above the battlefield, the two army commanders were fighting desperately.

The leader of the Silver-Armored Demon Army was none other than Huang Tianhua. He stepped on auspicious clouds, held a flying electric gun in his hand, and charged through the air. His moves were as fast as lightning, and every time the golden gun stabbed out, it was like a bolt of thunder.

The one fighting against him was a five-meter-tall Rakshasa demon king. Although he was tall and mighty, his movements were only slightly slower than Huang Tianhua's. However, he had a body of steel and iron, so even immortal weapons like the Flying Electric Gun could only produce dazzling sparks when stabbing his vital points, but could not penetrate him at all.

One god and one demon, they were a perfect match, and the fight was so fierce that it was difficult to tell the winner for a while.

The Rakshasa Demon King was not the warrior from the tribe of a thousand people that the chief had mentioned before. That tribe had long been defeated by the demon soldiers led by Huang Tianhua and had no power to resist at all.

The great demon king who could fight Huang Tianhua on equal terms at this time was called Dusana. He was a general under the Rakshasa King Varana. He was also the chief of a tribe of ten thousand people loyal to Lanka City.

With the assistance of the warrior Wen Ruiying, Huang Tianhua has pacified dozens of demon tribes of all sizes in the mountains on the east side of Mount Moraya, and established a loose tribal alliance based on the blood food trade.

As the tribal alliance continued to expand, it finally attracted the attention of the Rakshasa tribe.

The attention of a demon is often hostility, which often means that a winner must be decided, and the winner can get everything the loser has.

Initially, the Shadow Warrior tried to ease the conflict through negotiation and proposed to pay an annual tribute of blood to the Dusana tribe, but was flatly rejected by the other party.

The arrogant Dusana did not negotiate any conditions. He only wanted these outsiders who called themselves "Eastern merchants" to surrender, and then offer them the way to go to the East and lead him to the East for a great expedition and looting.

As a result, there was no possibility of reconciliation between the two sides. Huang Tianhua was not a soft persimmon and immediately became furious and asked for a fight.

The Rakshasa tribe was always happy to hear about war, so of course they would not refuse. The two armies faced each other on this plain and fought fiercely. A hundred miles away from the fiercely fighting battlefield, the shadow warrior Wen Rui and the Rakshasa woman stood on the bow platform of a transport ship, watching the battle from afar.

"What a powerful gold magic." The Rakshasa woman stared at the two armies fighting on the ground and couldn't help but sigh: "How did you do it? You can actually conjure up armor and weapons out of thin air. The armor can heal injuries, and the weapons can control the enemy's mind. It can be said to be a strategic-level supernatural power."

The shadow warrior Wen Rui is actually Jarvis. What magical powers does an artificial intelligence robot have? The effect seen by the Rakshasa woman is just one of the many applications of nanorobots.

The specific method is to secretly spread a large number of nano units on the battlefield before the war, and then the AI master control system installed on the transport ship will control the nano units to combine into armor and weapons at any time according to the battlefield situation.

Provide continuous support to your own soldiers.

When the level of science and technology reaches a certain level, in the eyes of the ancients, it is no different from a miracle.

I don’t know if Jarvis acted too well, or if Luosha and Huang Tianhua’s eyesight was too poor, but more than a year has passed since Wen Rui’s real body slipped away, and he hasn’t been exposed yet.

At this time, the shadow warrior controlled the nanorobots to simulate the effects of magical powers, which made them believe it even more and thought that Wen Rui was always by their side.

"Don't forget, I am the current leader of the Jinling Xianzong. The Jinling Xianzong is the strongest sect in the Three Realms. A mere 'divine armor body protection technique' and a 'divine weapon defeating the enemy technique' are just small tricks."

The shadow warrior stroked the three long strands of beard on his chin in a pretentious manner and pretended to be very familiar with the process.

"This magical power, which can greatly enhance the combat effectiveness of ordinary soldiers, is definitely the unique skill that all demon kings dream of."

The Rakshasa woman said in admiration: "With such a strategic-level magical power, how can we lose the war?"

"That may not be the case." Shadow Warrior Wen Rui pointed at the two army commanders in the air and said, "In a world where great power is concentrated in one person, the victory or defeat of the soldiers is often of little significance. It also depends on the victory or defeat between the top combat forces of both sides."

"Silver spears are ineffective against high-level Rakshasa demon kings. Their bodies are too strong, and their immune cells can devour and destroy the nano units."

"If our commander is defeated, no matter how many soldiers we have, they will all be slaughtered by the enemy commander alone."

Maybe it was because of Jarvis's bad luck, but before the shadow warrior could finish his words, Huang Tianhua failed to dodge and was hit by the powerful demonic energy shock wave from Dusa's punch in the air, falling from the clouds like a golden meteor.

After all, he is a general whose soul has been deified. Huang Tianhua is one level lower than the Zhou army generals who have been sanctified in the flesh. He has been guarding the Ghost Gate for five hundred years and has never encountered a strong enemy, so his skills have become much less skilled.

The falling figure hit the steep cliff and smashed a mountain into pieces, but even so it did not stop falling.

Dusana jumped suddenly, and a pair of huge flesh wings grew on his back. He flapped his wings and flew quickly towards where Huang Tianhua fell, ready to take advantage of the victory.

He flapped his wings, flew faster and faster, waved his arms to gather demonic energy, and struck the collapsed mountain again from mid-air.

Black energy balls shot out from his fists and exploded violently when they hit the ground. A series of explosions resounded across the plains, and mountains collapsed.

The airflow created by the explosion was so strong that even transport ships hundreds of miles away were blown by the shock wave. One can imagine how much damage Huang Tianhua, who was at the center of the explosion, would suffer.

(End of this chapter)

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