Doomsday Game Realization System

The eight monks in the fusion stage of the Demon Race collectively agreed to move forward, and the entire Demon Race army began to move.

They advanced two hundred kilometers without encountering any resistance, and finally saw the human line of defense.

"It seems that human beings are really frightened by us!"

"That's right, there's not even a line of defense set up for the length of these two hundred kilometers!"

"Look, humans are retreating again!"

"Haha, I can go straight ahead!"

"Let's talk about it later!" There were still some conservative demons.

However, after some investigation, it was found that there was no trace of an ambush around, and the humans evacuated very cleanly.

The demons continued to advance, and when they encountered the human line of defense again, it was already five kilometers away. As a result, the humans saw the demons coming, fired a few symbolic shots, and immediately retreated.

"Damn it, I'm really aggrieved. I used to run if I couldn't fight, but now I have to run if I can fight!" A soldier among the humans complained.

"We're putting a long line to catch big fish, and we want to keep them all!"

"I understand, I just want to complain!"

Humans continued to retreat, and the demons still carefully checked the surroundings, but still did not find the ambush, and continued to pursue.

After two or three times like this, the demons understood a little bit, and this human being just didn't dare to be tough with them.

"Let's go straight to the chase, don't waste time here!"

"That is, even if they set up an ambush, just based on their level and realm, they still don't send us food!"

"We injured the only one in the fit period, the rest are nothing to worry about!"

"Okay, let's go straight to the chase!"

The demon army started to let itself fly, and ran directly after the human army. After Li Ran got the news, he said: "The fish has finally taken the bait! Pass my order, and the two wings will start to outflank!"

"Yes!"

The demons frantically pursued the humans until five kilometers away from the capital of the Storm Empire.

The eight monks who were in the fusion stage of the demon race flew out directly, and shouted: "Yang Hong, are you still hiding inside and not coming out?"

When Yang Hong heard their cries, he flew out and said with a smile, "I've been waiting here for a long time!"

Hearing Yang Hong's angry words, there was no sign of serious injury at all.

"I didn't expect that your resilience is so strong?" The boss of the Demon Race squinted his eyes at the recovering Yang Hong.

"Hmph, so what, even if he recovers, can he still withstand the siege of our eight brothers?" Mo Er shouted.

"Oh, are you planning to bully the few with the more people?" Yang Hong asked with a smile.

Hearing Yang Hong's words, Mo Da looked at Yang Hong's face without any fear, and was a little surprised.

"Boss, he must be cheating on you!" Mo Ba shouted, "Even if we bully the few with more people!"

Yang Hong laughed and said, "Then we won't be polite, brothers, come up!"

Following Yang Hong's shout, hundreds of monks flew out from the city wall of the Kuangfeng Empire's imperial capital, and surrounded eight of them tightly in the air.

And the momentum of those monks is clearly in the fit period!
"How is that possible!" the demon exclaimed in shock.

"Nothing is impossible!" Yang Hong replied with a smile.

"They must be taking a potion to forcibly improve their realm. As long as we persist, after the effect of their potion wears off, they will be slaughtered by us!" Mo San said.