Hell has invaded, but my Hextech is invincible!

Inessa followed his gaze and looked up at the sky.

The moment she saw the blood moon, her face turned deathly pale.

"Oh no!" Inessa cried out in alarm.

"The gates of hell have been opened!"

Before he could finish speaking...

A crimson beam of light shot up from the ground and exploded in the sky, spreading in all directions at the speed of light.

In the blink of an eye, the group was completely enveloped in red light.

Not only them, but also the positions of the Eighth Regiment in the distance were swallowed up by this eerie red light.

The deafening cheers from moments before instantly fell silent.

All the soldiers' faces were filled with terror and disbelief as they stared blankly at the blood-stained world. In the end, only despair remained.

The ruins, houses, steel, and trees were all shrouded in an eerie red.

The blood moon in the sky emitted an eerie crimson light, followed by rustling sounds coming from all directions.

It was the whispers of countless monsters within the crimson mist.

They were excited, grinning, roaring, and above all, overflowing with greed and hunger.

"What's that!" the adjutant shrieked. "How can there be candlelight here?"

In the darkness, tiny green lights, like will-o'-the-wisps, slowly lit up, moving and flickering in the darkness.

"That's not candlelight," Inessa said hoarsely. "That's the eye of a monster."

Hextech's brain briefly shut down before quickly restarting.

He desperately wanted to know why the gates of hell would still open if all six altars had been destroyed.

But now is not the time to dwell on this.

run!

"Retreat!" Inessa finally realized what was happening and lost her composure. Her face turned deathly pale as she cried out, "There's still a chance!"

"The gates of hell aren't fully open yet, get out of there!"

"Run out there and you'll survive!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Hextech, like James launching an early attack, lowered his head and rushed out, overtaking the group with a gust of wind.

The army finally realized what was happening. They had completely lost the high morale they had shown after defeating the demons. They were all terrified and fled like a defeated army, throwing down their weapons and running frantically towards the border.

Even the most fanatical believer would not be willing to fight demons at the gates of hell.

At that moment, hundreds and thousands of monsters broke through the crimson mist and rushed into the city streets shrouded in the blood moon.

They opened their mouths, which were full of sharp teeth, and rushed into the civilian buildings that had not yet been evacuated.

They rushed in through the doors and windows, grabbing live people in their mouths, tearing them in half, and sharing them with their companions.

The piercing screams rose and fell, instantly echoing throughout the entire city.

"Monsters are attacking!"

"The gates of hell have opened!"

The soldiers of the Eighth Regiment collapsed and screamed. Only a few remained at their posts, letting out meaningless roars, picking up their rifles and cannons, and firing at the endless tide of demons.

Rumble!

The artillery fire exploded among the demons, instantly pulverizing any monsters hit, their broken limbs burning as they fell to the ground.

But the smell of blood drove even more monsters into a frenzy.

Like a tidal wave, they surged along the street toward the Eighth Regiment's position.

However, most of the soldiers collapsed and fled without regard for their own safety, making it impossible for them to form an effective barrier.

Inessa turned pale; she finally realized the chaos her hastily issued order had caused.

What might have been a phased retreat turned into a complete rout at her command.

She made a mistake in her command!

Amidst the sounds of bullets, screams, artillery fire, and roars, low-level monsters, though not immortal, possess a vitality far exceeding that of wild beasts, often requiring more than a dozen bullets to kill them completely.

The Eighth Regiment had just experienced a high-intensity battle, and the morale and ammunition of its personnel were already nearing their limits. Moreover, under Inessa's order for a major retreat, it turned into a complete rout.

As the demonic tide surged, even the few remaining obstacles were submerged.

A total wipeout is now inevitable.

Hextech lowered his head and launched an early attack, leaving the other soldiers far behind. He saw the red curtain right in front of him, and it was getting dimmer and dimmer. If the red curtain disappeared, he would have no way to escape.

It seems that as long as you run fast enough, you can get out.

Just then, a chilling sensation, as if locked in, exploded from my spine, making the hairs on my body stand on end instantly.

Hextech suddenly looked up.

In the darkness above, six pairs of scarlet eyes opened.

Boom—

A bull-horned demon over ten meters tall descended from the sky and slammed into his face.

It locked onto Hextech across several dilapidated buildings, a cruel grin spreading across its face.

"We meet again so soon, little bug."

"Fuck your mother!" Hextech couldn't help but curse.

This is a real-name demon!

Hextech took another look. The demon exuded a terrifying aura, but its form was somewhat ethereal.

It looks like a projection.

Normally, a true demon would not use a projection, and since the gates of hell have already been opened here, why not use its true form instead of a projection?

Before Hextech was even understood,

The demon took off with its massive legs and charged wildly toward his location.

At this moment, the soldiers who had been rushing up behind Hex had already caught up with him.

Faced with this terrifying demon, the soldiers were utterly desperate.

Behind them were monsters, and the only way out was blocked by a true demon.

That truly meant there was no hope left.

The three-story-tall bull-horned demon was less than a mile away, its heavy footsteps shaking the ground.

Hextech is also terrified; there's no way to escape now.

As the demon drew closer, he saw a faint, flickering black light at the junction of the demon's head and shoulders.

The black spot was initially only the size of a fist, but it kept expanding and getting darker.

Finally, it transformed into a huge, blood-red sphere comparable to a demon's head, flickering in the dim ruins.

The light has a strange allure, like the urge to pop bubble wrap, shoot at a basketball hoop, or kick a pebble on the roadside.

Hextech's rational mind screams in madness.

Run! Run now!

This is the true name of the demon, and he is no match for the demon.

But his body was completely out of his control.

If he didn't touch that blood-red sphere, it felt like countless insects were crawling all over his body, making him feel so uncomfortable that he was about to go crazy.

"Ugh—"

Hex stomped his right foot on the ground, and the concrete road surface instantly cracked.

The next second, he ran wildly towards the horned demon, disregarding everything, like a runaway train!

With each step, a deep crater appeared in the ground, and the dust it kicked up resembled a moving whirlwind.

His frantic, desperate run was in no way inferior to that of a charging demon.

And so, on the crimson street, two figures, like runaway trains, were rapidly approaching each other.

Driven by despair and the sheer force of this desperate act, the soldiers behind Hextech let out their final screams and charged toward the demon.

The bull-horned demon was taken aback at first, then the mockery in its eyes turned into a frenzied excitement.

"Good! Good! I never expected there to be such a brave warrior who dares to face me directly!"

The roar, accompanied by a shockwave, knocked many of the charging monsters off their feet.

As Inessa was wallowing in the regret and pain of defeat, she looked back and saw in her pale green eyes Hex leading his remaining troops in a final charge against the demon.

She was shocked, and then a surge of emotion welled up in her heart. Even a non-clergyman was so brave and persistent.

He didn't give up, so why should she, as God's daughter, lose the courage to wield the sword against the devil?

A bright silver holy light suddenly pierced the darkness.

Inessa was surrounded by holy light, and her eyes were filled with only determination.

"I'll cover the rear!"

She chanted aloud, then pointed her sword forward: "Crusaders, charge with me!"

"For the soldiers of the Eighth Regiment!"

"For the ordinary civilians still remaining in the city!"

"Buy some time!"

Since she made the wrong decision, she should be the one to cover the fall and sacrifice herself.

This is the responsibility of the clergy.

The thirteen crusaders behind her, each wielding a sword in one hand and a gun in the other, charged headlong into the demonic tide.

The black demonic tide collided violently with the silver holy light.

The black current was blocked for a moment, but it instantly engulfed the silver holy light.

Hextech ignored Inessa's mistaking his early attack for heroism, his gaze fixed on the fully formed, dazzling crimson sphere.

The bull-horned demon was already in front of him, and it raised a fist as big as a car and slammed it down.

Hextech unleashed a powerful counter-punch, using all his strength!

clang!

The deafening roar of metal clashing instantly tore through the sky.

--boom!!!

The entire street center was as if it had been directly detonated by a heavy bomb! The violent shockwave, centered on the two men's fists, swept and crushed in all directions, causing the ruins of buildings and walls along the way to collapse and be blown away, and even the ground was cracked with hideous fissures.

next moment.

A figure was sent flying backward, several times faster than when it charged!

boom!

Like a meteorite crashing down, it slammed into the ruins in front of Inessa, sinking deep into the reinforced concrete, motionless.

Inessa slowly and stiffly turned her head.

What came into view was Hextech's gruesome body—

All the blood vessels in his body burst open, and his skin and flesh were mangled. His bones were twisted and deformed over a large area.

His entire right arm was shattered and almost completely destroyed.

Half of his body was smashed and dented, and he was no longer human.

Her voice trembled, almost choking her:

"...Mr. Horus..."