"It is not difficult to restore the flesh and blood body of the Flame Demon. The question is whether it will still be willing to listen to your dispatch after it is restored? Once it restores its original body, it will not only be the strength of the golem. Do you have the confidence to subdue it, Priest Moya?"

"No, but I'm willing to give it a try." Even if there was really no way, I had to put it back to the Abyss Demon Realm.

Before the war, Chief Ji was quite worried that Moya would agree to the conditions of the Flame Demon to help it recover its body. If the dark spell "rebirth" is used, it can indeed help the Flame Demon restore its already rigid body, but... this not only consumes a lot of magic power from the caster himself, but if it is counterattacked by the Flame Demon, it is not a joke. A real Flame Demon has much more power than a ten thousand troops mixed with a priest and a wolf warrior.

For Moya, the Flame Demon, who has magic, power and wisdom and is on the same position as the Dragon Clan, is an extremely sharp double-edged sword. While killing the enemy, will it also cause severe damage to the temporary master to regain its free body?

The huge flame demon blocked the city gate, and its bulky dark black body continued to scatter and turned red in Moya's low recitation, and its hard shell began to slowly soften and began to emit the smell of sulfur.

"Your Majesty!!" The orc priest was horrified to find that the other party summoned a high-level monster.

The Flame Demon... It's really the Flame Demon, the war priest of the night elves. You are really capable. Even the Flame Demon, one of the nine monsters in the Abyss Demon Realm, was summoned by you...

Looking at the stone statue surrounded by a ball of flames, the Orc King complained unwillingly, how many lives would the orc warriors have to pay to conquer this fortress that has been blocked for thousands of years?

"Roar!!!!" Caseres let out a deafening roar. Its body turned into red flames. While waving the nine-tailed cat whip in his hand, it also sang a spell that was unique in its mouth.

The sky began to darken, and a cracked like an eye-like sucking seam was cracked in the densest place. Burning red meteors kept falling from the cracked gap. The sharp sounds killed at least twenty orcs every time they fell to the ground. The strong Tamamon became a child who could only wield wooden sticks in front of the flame demon. For the high IQ Caceres, these orcs simply provided it with the best snack to spend and rest.

"Your Majesty!! Are you going to use the artifact again?" Seeing that the Orc King took off the beast artifact "War Horn" hanging on his waist, the Great Priest asked in panic that the artifact is a god's thing, and if you want to use it, you must pay a certain price. Now Krumah can no longer withstand another life extraction, and it will definitely take its life.

"I don't care about so many things now. The great priest, if I die, I will ask you elders in the clan to lead the orcs, and be sure to bring the orcs to the south." He raised his horn and the orc king whispered, then looked up at the flame demon who was killing his enemies, and he began to inject all his vitality into the beast artifact "War Horn".

A light emitted from the horn and gradually extended, surrounding the Orc King holding the horn.

"I am the son of Stefaan, the warrior of Bosa, and the beast god, and I beg you to listen to the last wish of your people. I am willing to use my life as a bargaining chip to exchange the angry warhammer in your hands!!"

Slowly floating into the air, the orc king's body continued to expand, and the war power in his hand also emitted a dazzling light. A war hammer, like a huge gold used by an ancient giant, gradually took shape behind Krumma.

With a golden starlight, the golden warhammer was like the wrath of the beast god, cutting open the air and sand, and all objects touched by it lost their lives. Without wind or warning, nothing could stop this phantom like a divine strike.

"Woo!!!"

The flame demon Caseres hurriedly resisted, but it could not resist the warhammer that replaced the gods. The earth was split into a crack by a golden hammer, and the flame demon roared and fell into the dark and deep crack, and its spiritual connection with Moya was also broken due to the dislocation of space.

Krumah seemed to have no intention of stopping. He held the war power tightly and pointed directly at the White Rose. The golden war hammer immediately turned around and rushed straight to Moya. Her black robe was particularly obvious on the white Yingshi's city wall.

"High Priest!!"

The elves around him shouted, hoping that she could avoid this extremely terrifying golden hammer.

If you want to kill me, it’s not that cheap! Even if you lose your vitality, you must take you orcs back to your hometown!!

With such a plan in her heart, Moya was about to launch the advanced defensive magic technique of the Divine Fate clan to "protect" her left hand suddenly became extremely heavy, and the five heads connected by black chains made shrill screams. The original moan was like using a photocopy enlargement technique. This was no more terrifying cry than the invincible blow of the Warhammer.

The demon Mulaisil, who was located on the ring finger, suddenly began to become concrete. His head temporarily broke away from Moya's left hand under the black chain and floated into the air. His eyes, which were originally closed, suddenly opened wide. The sharp red light seemed to be a sharp blade, shot out a fierce and bloodthirsty gaze. The lips closed by the blood-red thorns could still make a shrill howl, which made everyone's ears hurt.

The appearance of Mulaisil was like building an invisible wall. As soon as the golden war hammer hit the barrier formed by the barrier, it hit the barrier. The hard white stones around were pressed by the fierce wind emitted by the war hammer and squeezed into mud like ripe fruits, but they still could not break through the vague gray ball barrier.

"Assing the Lord's order, I am the Ring Spirit Mulaisil, and exercising his power to serve the gods according to the will of the gods." The chaotic and low-spirited ancient Cretelus magic word was like it was heard in everyone's mind, and the feeling of shocking the soul was far stronger than when the beast god warhammer appeared.

"Fly, the fairy... gallops on the barren land! Wave the wings of sleep to bring silence of death to all living beings. Crystal ice crystals flood... In the life that is about to be forgotten, give a silver bed..." The cumbersome and complex spells continued. Moya didn't know how to describe the reason for this incident. Even if she had the will, she was powerless to do anything. The undead in the air had been extracting her vitality. At this moment, her whole body was limp and even difficult to speak.

"Call our people away quickly, it's a forbidden spell!" First of all, Thorne, the priest of the abyss who was shocked, hurriedly issued an order to the soldiers beside him. They immediately told the slaves on the city walls, and they also conveyed it to the nearby Wolf Warriors in sign language.

The white and black night elves army quickly left White Rose City like the ebbing sea water and retreated to their original positions.
Chapter completed!