Augustus Under the Horseshoe

Vol 2 Chapter 328: : The Demon of the Demons, the God of the Gods (2)

The half-devils hurriedly wiped off the blood splashed on their faces, but felt a cold and terrible dark shadow, which blocked the sun above their heads. The sailors looked up in horror-they saw that one was two feet taller than themselves. The big monster, waving a **** halberd in his hand, stood in front of him like a pale devil.

While chanting the complicated necromantic prayers, Painhurs raised a slender horseshoe stained with blood and brains, and stepped heavily on the deck: a ghostly new star accompanied by a harsh and harsh female The demon screamed, and the air temperature rapidly decreased, centering on the pale warlock, bursting out in an instant!

The pale ghost that constantly uttered terrifying screams, like the overwhelming sky and stormy waves, instantly swallowed, drowning the half-devil sailor, thousands of illusory ghosts, passing through Tevlin’s scarlet arms, chest, and even The head, with their illusory claws, tore the scarlet flesh of the scarlet half-devil! The entire deck has become a hotbed of death that breeds fear.

Looking at the panicked red-skinned half devils, Pain Hess clasped the halberd and javelin in his hands, and was surrounded by thousands of dead souls, launching a second round of terrifying offensive! Waving a sharp halberd with his left hand, he directly pierced the chest of a half-devil sailor. With the strange power of the horses and horses, he lifted the dying man high, like a flag of flesh and blood, drew an arc of blood in the air. line.

The great chief’s right hand was holding the wooden handle of a heavy-duty spear diagonally. At the moment of throwing the javelin, his wrist and fingers were twisted fiercely, causing the slender wooden handle that came out of his hand to rotate in a clockwise direction. In the future, this greatly maintained the stability of the javelin flying in the air. A terrifying spear was thrown, tearing a beautiful curve in the air, flying, spinning, and whistling into another sailor’s head, directly on the opponent’s nose, smashing a mixture of scarlet blood and white bone fragments. The poignant waves made.

The spear blades on both sides rotating at high speed, accompanied by the shocking **** vortex, shot straight through the opponent's head, and whizzed through the flesh and blood torso of the second sailor.

The half-man and half-devil who was originally entangled by thousands of ghosts, after seeing Painhurs' merciless killing, completely collapsed, wailing, screaming, and crying and fleeing around, the warchief's mighty aura Almost as good as the dragon, the eyes of the golden vertical pupils and the movements of the pale limbs can awaken the greatest horror hidden in Teflin's heart!

The sky's ghost frenzy fell apart, and the huge waves of bones disappeared without a trace. This horror halo, although it covers a large area, does not distinguish between the enemy and the enemy. Painhurs first enters the field and plunges the soldiers on the deck into extreme fear. Then, the half-element bloodline howling man and horse, and then Jumped into the gang and slaughtered the scarlet devil running around with the halberd and javelin.

Before, those wind howling warlocks who fell into the sea, their strong muscles have also become more illusory and dim, and their huge bodies, as if outlined by wisps of breeze, painted and painted, like misty mist. Large monsters with elemental bloodlines turned into a winter storm, rushing to the high sky and boarding again.

"Warchief ALanNure!!!"

The drenched men and horses uttered an angry roar. The front row of men and horses wielded a metal halberd, harvesting the half-devil life that was panicked and unable to fight back, while the warlock behind him took out a powerful stroke. The heavy metal javelin shoots rounds of metal barrage that obscures the sky!

Sagittarius hates hair being soaked in sea water-imagine, suppose your hair is dampened by sea water, and the hair is covered with sand, salt crystals and other particles, sticking to the scalp, which is caused by Itching—Then, spreading this terrible itching to more than half of the body: it's basically the coat of a horse and horse, the feeling of being covered with sea water.

Therefore, more than two hundred itchy horses and horses were extremely angry at this moment, turning their physical discomfort into anger, and poured all of them on the enemy's body, trying to wash away the grit and dirt from their bodies with the blood spewing from their bodies.

In an instant, the decks of Teflin were completely wiped out by the crowds.

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Intense and **** hand-to-hand combat broke out completely on the deck of every warship close to the front line. In the long-range bombing and killing, the fleets of both sides fought evenly matched ships, which sank and damaged more than a dozen giant ships.

However, when the crow's beak-shaped claws, at the moment the two ships collided, fixed the Persian ship, the well-trained heavy armored infantry, stepped neatly, and jumped to help the Sassanian warship. , But narrowed his eyes suspiciously: Except for the slaves who were desperately paddling, the soldiers on the opponent's boat... said that they were soldiers. It looked like an ordinary farmer who was only equipped with spears, curved bows, most demons, and even no armor.

"The glory belongs to the King of Kings!!!"

The scarlet-skinned half devils, with a kind of morbid enthusiasm, raised their weapons. Teflin uses ten men as a standard combat unit. The front row is a conscripted spearman armed with a long spear and wearing leather armor, and the back two rows are nine hunters and archers with bows and arrows.

Seeing these things that weren't even an enemy, the Centurion rolled his eyes silently. Order the soldiers to pose for the moving tortoise shell formation. The first row of soldiers quickly placed the iron-plated tower shield into a tightly fitted steel front line. The second row of soldiers tilted the shield inward at a forty-five degree angle to protect the soldiers in the front row, their heads, and the soldiers in the back row. Simply lift the tower shield as an umbrella, forming a pervasive steel battle formation.

The Persians desperately launched a counterattack. The metal arrows covering the sky and the sun, like a terrible rainstorm, splashed on the shields of the 30th Legion. Accompanied by the sound of metal rubbing, they hit the bright ones. spark.

"move forward!"

However, these people are just step archers. The battle location is still on the ship deck with limited space. Riding archers may be able to use long-term harassment, barely weakening, and shooting tortoiseshell warfare. However, these people have neither time to continue shooting nor space to hide. The unlucky person who turned around can only watch the steel battlefield singing the empire war song, slowly, but resolutely pushing forward!

The few conscripted spearmen in the front row, holding spears, and before they stabbed the shield twice, they were rushed to their faces by the veterans with strong skills. The veterans of the Hundred Wars used the bodies of these demons as flesh and blood shields for defense. Facing a terrible rain of arrows in the distance, the thick-spine epee in his hand, at a speed that the naked eye can't catch, screamed and smashed each of the Persian conquest spears! Pieces of broken limbs, accompanied by dripping blood, spilled down the entire deck.

With these guys who were not good at land warfare, in front of the war machinery of the Roman Empire, they were so fragile and weak. Wherever the eagle flag went, teams of Teflin soldiers were killed on the spot accompanied by stern bloodbaths.

"That's not right. The fireball shot by the opponent's catapult is so terrible, and it's so weak to help melee. Why do they even rush to us?"

Some red-eyed centurions fell into contemplation on the deck where the corpses were everywhere, but couldn't find a reason. They had to continue to obey the command of the lord of the legion, from the upper deck to the bottom of the ship. Beheaded and killed without leaving alive.

In the eyes of the elves, for these half-human and half-devil millennium feuds, all executions may bring harm to the innocent, but the nineteenth smash will definitely miss the net.

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"silly."

A man wearing a golden crown of the Nine Devils, on the scarlet face, raised a squinting smile. He was burning with terrifying flames of hell, like a dark red elemental robe.

I saw that the King of Kings bit his finger, and the moment the blood dripped on the deck, it instantly multiplied into a bright river of blood! Roaring, galloping, and roaring, on the deck of the Persian flagship, a blasphemy circle composed of 666 purgatory characters was formed.

The King of Kings took out a top dimensional pocket from his waist and threw it into the formation. With Sasanian Persia, the tens of thousands of souls harvested during the period of the reign of Chiliqia Province, and In this war, the half-devil soul of death was used as the material for casting spells, and the demon of all demons, the **** of the gods, Yisui I completed his evil spell.

"call--"

Accompanied by frantic scarlet storms and blazing **** flames, the burning and pulsating **** flames, bunches of twisted, dazzling disgusting beams, like blasphemous tentacles from the depths of hell, quietly came out of this A terrifying fissure blasphemed the blue sky, tearing the scarred scar that shredded the real world, making it even bigger.

A purgatory monster that can only appear in the depths of people's nightmares, under the shroud of light and fire, accompanied by the eerie piercing wailing, rushed out of the scars of the world mightily!

A burly horned devil whose muscles are bulging like a hill and covered with a layer of pitch-black and fragmented scales. It looks terrifying like a dragon, but stands upright like a human. Chains full of spikes reflect misery. The cold light, a pair of dark flesh wings, obscured the blue sky.

Countless naked women with enchanting postures followed closely behind the Horned Devil.

They have beautiful faces, enchanting postures, and all over their bodies exuding alluring aura. However, their smooth and jade-like perfect backs have a pair of small and exquisite pink fleshy wings, and the bows in their hands are accompanied by the burning flames of hell. Suffocating smoke of death.

Behind them, the bone demon made of hideous white bones all over them, like a pale meteor falling from the sky! The evil demon formed by the fusion of thousands of silt, like a viscous pool, gushes out of the cracks of the world and turns into a foul-smelling muddy rainstorm, falling to the ground, in a flash, on the sky, in the ocean, The deck is densely covered with all kinds of terrifying monsters that only appear in nightmares!

In terms of quality, a devil army that can compete with two imperial legions and a large number of foreign mercenaries, like the apocalypse of the end, stepping on the flames of **** and twisted scarlet light, descending into the world from the broken sky.

The King of Kings twitched his mouth in pain. He originally wanted to leave this hole card to the steel cage. Completely crush Peturabo's self-esteem.

However, the Persian mainland really can't draw more soldiers. No matter how many mages, there is no way to transport tens of thousands of soldiers to another location to participate in the battle.

As I said before, this war has blocked everything in Sassanid Persia. If King Ithue I can’t eliminate this huge fleet before Faugan’s ten legions go north, after cutting off the threat to the sea, he will break through the steel in one go. The cage, then, waiting for oneself, will be the real doomsday.

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