Ember Dragon

Outside the bronze fortress, the Abyss Legion had already occupied the sky and the earth, and the corpses of demons emitting black smoke were piled up everywhere.

Winged demons such as the Vrocks and Koss gathered in the sky, covering the blood-red sky of Avernus. Giant bull demons, berserker demons, and demon giants rampaged across the land, swarming forward and vying to attack the defense line of the Hell Legion.

The devils were still fighting hard, with the heavily armored chain demon warriors at the forefront. Along with the fluctuations of the magic net, a solid force field wall appeared on the defense line, causing the devils in the front to crash their heads and bleed.

The horned demons and thorn demons holding steel forks took off into the air and fought desperately, causing one winged demon after another to fall from the sky.

The devil warlock in a robe was suspended in the air, chanting an ancient and evil spell. Countless towed hellfires fell from the sky and bombarded the demons that were blocked in the middle. Black smoke and screams broke out among the demon group.

At this moment, a melodious horn sounded from afar, and a cold hurricane swept across the earth. The devils' red-hot weapons and armor cooled down with a hissing sound, and were even covered with a layer of white frost.

"These hellish bastards are vulnerable. Crush them - for the great Lord of Wrath, Kostch!"

The earth trembled, and the demons on the battlefield looked into the distance in horror, only to see several abyss beasts as huge as hills growling dully on the distant land, while the demon frost giants rode on their backs, wielding spears and hammers and making crazy war cries.

The leading frost giant was wearing heavy black armor, holding a huge hammer, and had a burly figure. His body was covered with cracks that emitted a faint glow, and twisted spikes grew on his elbows and knees. He exuded a strong aura of chaos and had obviously been infected by the abyss long ago.

He wore a black eye patch and had a hideous scar on his face. His only remaining right eye was flashing with dark green flames.

The frost giant leader rode on his dragon beast and crushed a dozen low-level demons into meat paste, cursing angrily: "Get out of my way! You bunch of rubbish, you haven't been able to break through the defense line of the hell bastards for so long, and you actually let the great Kmulen take action himself!"

This "Great Khemlen" is a close confidant of Koschechi. After the destruction of the giant pantheon, he followed the Lord of Angry into the bottomless abyss. He has been fighting all over the world for thousands of years and is quite famous in the abyss.

The low-level demons piled outside the force field wall were horrified. Under the suppression of their status and the fear of death, they hurriedly made way for a wide path.

"You bastards of hell, you are only fit to tremble in fear before the army of Lord Kostchechi, and eventually die!"

Kemulen raised his giant hammer and rushed over shouting. Just before crashing into the defense line, the demon frost giant swung the giant hammer with one hand and smashed it on the force field wall with all his strength.

For a moment, the space shattered, and the giant hammer brought a biting cold wind and chaotic roar.

"boom!"

With a deafening roar, the shock wave mixed with hail blew away hundreds of demons and devils. Under this blow, the force field wall suddenly shattered and turned into countless flashing spell fragments.

The devil officer had a hideous look on his face and roared hoarsely, "Quick! Stop this damn demon giant for me!"

"Stop him! We must not let these abyss bastards disrupt our defense!"

Krum swung his giant hammer and smashed several devil soldiers who were coming towards him into pieces. A cold wind blew over, and they turned into countless pieces of ice and flew into the sky.

The abyss beast under the frost giant also crashed into the formation, instantly crushing more than a dozen chain demons into meat patties.

A dozen Frost Giant cavalrymen followed closely behind, waving their hammers and spears, raising billowing dust and making the cold wind on the wasteland even more fierce.

They were like a pointed iron hammer, smashing into the Hell Legion and creating a huge gap in the originally tight defense line.

Krum smashed down with his hammer, causing the devil officer's head to burst like a burst water bag, blood splattered everywhere, and he laughed while bathing in the blood: "The great Krum will smash everything! The whole hell will belong to us frost giants, to Lord Kostchech!"

"Ow!"

After the force field wall was broken, the demons rushed into the defense line like a flood, fighting the devil like crazy.

At this moment, the devils on the outer defense line were completely submerged in the mottled torrent of devils. The devils scrambled to grab, bite and gnaw the devil's body, and in an instant they tore the dozen devil soldiers in the front into pieces.

The number of demons is more than twenty times that of devils, and each demon is like a mad beast, brutal, bloody and desperate.

Therefore, as long as they are dragged into a melee, no matter how tightly organized the devils are or how complete their tactics are, it will be useless. They can only watch themselves being swallowed up by the devil's tide and become the spoils of the crazy devils.

"We can't stop it!"

"Lord Uriel, those demons are about to attack us!"

The commander-in-chief of this line of defense, the Hell Demon Uriel, looked at the demon tide in the distance and said through gritted teeth: "The 21st and 22nd Legions are doomed. Let them buy time so that we can retreat."

"Yes, my lord."

Although these two hell legions were not Uriel's direct subordinates, they also had considerable combat power, which made him feel distressed.

But the Deep Hell Demon mobilized very quickly and did not hesitate to abandon his subordinates. He carried important equipment and organized his elite men. Not long after, he retreated to the next line of defense.

The demons that stayed outside were torn to pieces by the crazy demons, and not even a complete corpse was left behind - and this was already the choice that maximized benefits.

Krum raised his giant hammer high, swung it in the air, and laughed loudly: "See? They are scared! These cowards from hell can't stop us at all! Lord Kostchechi will occupy Avernus, and this land will become a paradise for demons!"

"Long live the abyss!"

"Praise Lord Kostchech!"

The demons had completely occupied the outer line of defense, emitting noisy, hoarse roars.

But in just a moment they had killed all the tens of thousands of demons, leaving only blood, residue and debris on the ground.

These are demons, products of chaos, beings born purely for killing and destruction. Compared to life, they are more like living disasters.

The second line of defense of hell is composed of a hot lava river. The lava often gushes up and splashes into the sky. The surface of the river is filled with deadly poisonous smoke. On the river bank is the devil army that is ready for battle, with all kinds of large-scale equipment lined up.

The crazy low-level demons flapped their wings, as dense as dark clouds, trying to cross the river, but were blocked by the magma and poisonous smoke. Their twisted bodies caught fire, and with miserable wails and roars, they fell from the air like raindrops and sank into the magma, leaving only bursts of smelly black smoke.

Those strong demons roared, flapped their wings with all their might, their shoulder muscles bulged and veins popped out, trying to force their way through the defense line, but a powerful gravity spell was cast down, and the demons were swatted down from the air like flies and finally fell into the lava river.

The devils also raised their hell crossbows and aimed at the sky. Countless flaming arrows poured out like a rainstorm, shooting down the demons in the sky.

In just a few minutes, thousands of demons died in the demonic tide. The foul black smoke filled the battlefield, polluting the surrounding air and making people sick. Fortunately, both Hell and the Abyss are extremely bad places. The pollution of demons is commonplace for Baator Hell. If the material world suffered such a degree of pollution, I am afraid that the nearby areas would be barren for decades.

"For the Lord of the Nine Hells!"

“Stop them, and don’t let those Abyss bastards break into the Bronze Fortress! You must know that Lord Bayer is always watching you!

Anyone who can make military achievements will have the opportunity to be promoted! Those who are afraid of fighting will only die. The Nine Hells will abandon such cowards! Such guys are only worthy of becoming hell worms!"

The devil officer roared, waved the sword in his hand, and issued a death order to his soldiers.

In order to make an example of someone else, this high-level devil even found the little devil engineer in the escape city, lifted him up high, and displayed him to the other devils.

"My lord, my lord, I know nothing! I received an order from my superiors to be transferred to the Bronze Fortress!" The little devil kept struggling and wailing, his voice was extremely shrill.

The little devil knew that he must never admit his mistakes at this time.

The devil officer didn't care about the little devil's motives and thoughts, or even the facts. He just wanted to find a suitable target to establish his authority.

"You still dare to quibble! It's because there are too many deserters like you that those abyss bastards have become so rampant!" His face was ferocious and he cursed loudly.

"I, I didn't" the little devil had no way to defend himself.

However, the devil officer didn't waste any more words. He swung his sword and chopped off the little devil's head cleanly, with blood spurting from his neck.

He held up the little devil's head, which was still open-eyed, and shouted, "Did you see that? This is the fate of deserters! Lord Bayer doesn't need useless people, and the Nine Hells don't need useless devils!

Do you want to become a high-level devil like me? Then go and fight the devils! You can also become a great devil! "

"For the Nine Hells!"

"Long live Lord Bayer!"

The devils raised their weapons high, cheered loudly, and seemed fanatical, but it was unclear how much of that was just a disguise.

"Look, the devils can only rely on such inferior means to maintain their morale. They are so fragile."

"This time, Lord Koschitch joined forces with two Abyss Lords to attack Hell. They are unstoppable. If the Nine Hells fall, with your position in Lord Koschitch's heart, you should be able to get a position as a Hell Lord."

"Hahahaha! I think this Avernus is pretty good, just right for me!" Hearing the flattery from his men, Krum laughed out loud, his voice particularly rough.

The demons were still pouring towards the devil's defense line, constantly falling from the sky. Some demons even rushed directly into the lava river without fear of death, rushing to their deaths accompanied by the crisp sound of scorching.

If the demon's body would not return to the abyss after death, the entire moat would probably be filled with demon corpses.

"That's enough. This boring game should end now." Klum stood up with a giant hammer in his hand, looked into the distance with a grim smile on his face, and roared, "Bayer, poor Devil Duke, if you don't come out, I will kill all your men!"

He took a step forward and looked at the devil's lava moat with disdain.

"Humph, you think you can stop me with this kind of thing?"

The Frost Giant grasped the handle of the hammer with both hands and raised it above his head. The runes on the hammer suddenly lit up, releasing a faint blue light.

Suddenly, an extremely biting chill emerged, and a hurricane howled, mixed with countless hail and snowflakes, surrounding the tall and strong body of the frost giant, forming a terrifying extreme cold storm around Krum.

But unlike ordinary snow and wind, the hail and snowflakes summoned by Krum were not pure white, but a turbid dark green color, as if they were soaked in some kind of fishy mucus.

This group of Frost Giants that followed Kostchech have been corrupted for thousands of years, and this is the product of the combination of the power of the Frost Giant runes and the chaotic power of the Abyss.

Krum's face was ferocious, veins bulged on his arms, and then he swung down the huge hammer.

"boom!"

With a loud roar, the earth trembled continuously and was deeply dented by the giant hammer. The ice emitting a chaotic aura expanded rapidly with the giant hammer as the center, causing the ground to freeze quickly.

The boiling, scorching lava moat instantly solidified into lava, and the hundreds of devil soldiers guarding the front were frozen into ice sculptures.

With a slight "crack" sound, fine cracks appeared on their bodies, and finally their entire bodies shattered into countless stiff fragments.

These devils were the most loyal and brave, but instead of getting the promotion they had imagined, they became the first cannon fodder to be sacrificed.

Several other frost giants followed suit, releasing waves of cold air that quickly solidified the lava river in front of them, providing a channel for the demons' attack.

The devil officer yelled, "Be careful, these frost giants have strange abilities, they have the power of frost!"

The Hell Legion reacted extremely quickly, and soon devil warlocks appeared inside the defense line. They raised bone scepters and chanted spells, making the surrounding climate become extremely hot, and even the air was distorted.

But it was too late now. Bridges made of black lava had appeared on the lava river, and the demons were scrambling to pass through them, forming mottled torrents and rushing towards the devil on the other side of the river.

The Hell Legion struggled to cope with the situation and held on to the bridge tightly. Countless demons fell into the lava river during the fight, causing the magma to splash everywhere and burning holes in the ground.

But the first line of defense has been breached, and it seems to be only a matter of time before the demons break through the second line of defense - their numbers are increasing, and even the distant horizon is filled with hordes of demons.

"Stop struggling! The Bronze Fortress will inevitably be breached, Bayer, no, even the Lord of the Nine Hells can't save you!" Krum shouted.

The blizzard beside the frost giant was still fierce. He rode the abyss beast straight across the lava river, directly broke into the tight position of the Hell Legion, and rampaged inside.

At this moment, a loud dragon roar appeared on the battlefield.

"Roar--"

The roar carried a mighty and indescribable power, which shook everything in Avernus - even the demonic frost giants. (End of this chapter)