Stop pretending, I'm a security guard, a five-star general!

At this moment, Lin Guotao and the soldiers behind him stared blankly at the black-robed figure descending from the sky, their faces filled with shock and bewilderment.

What was shocking was that the oppressive aura emanating from this person was terrifying to the extreme.

The sense of oppression they felt was even stronger than that of their supreme commander, General Kang Hu.

What's perplexing is that...

This person seems to have come to help them.

Because the pressure emanating from this person was only directed at the demon army in front of him, but not at them.

But it's not accurate to say that this person was a reinforcement sent by the imperial court.

Because this guy was wearing the iconic black robe that symbolized the Divine Messenger Society!

A member of the Divine Envoy Society, instead of helping the demon race, came to help them...

Has the sun come out in the west?

"Captain, what's going on?"

An adjutant stepped forward and asked in a low voice.

"I don't know either." Lin Guotao shook his head in bewilderment.

"Shall we continue?"

"Give me an egg!" Lin Guotao waved his hand, staring blankly at the black-robed figure in front of him: "Stay where you are and see what this guy is up to."

In full view of the public,

The figure in black robes landed slowly, its entire face covered by a white tiger mask, obscuring its features.

Only a pair of golden eyes, gleaming with a vast golden light, were visible through the mask, radiating endless kingly pressure!

Under this terrifying pressure, tens of thousands of demonic beasts in front of them stopped in their tracks, their faces filled with fear, as if a terrifying being was standing in front of them!

The beasts' instinct for danger compels them to turn and flee, but under this immense and overwhelming pressure, even taking a single step becomes extremely difficult.

At this moment, among the vast horde of demonic beasts, only the three six-star demon kings could barely maintain their movements.

They all stared in horror at the figure before them, fear rising in their hearts for the first time.

The mere pressure emanating from him was enough to immobilize their tens of thousands of demon soldiers.

Such powerful beings are simply beyond their ability to defeat.

The three demon kings secretly cursed their bad luck, for they had actually run into such a terrifyingly powerful being.

The arena remained silent for an unknown period of time.

Finally, the leading black tiger demon king looked at the black-robed figure before him with reverence and slowly spoke:

"Senior, how about we compromise? You let us go, and we'll back down now, okay?"

Upon hearing this, the figure in black robes did not speak, but merely glanced at him indifferently, his pupils, which were already gleaming with a vast golden light, suddenly became even more dazzling!

next moment,

An even more terrifying pressure than before swept in from all directions.

The Black Tiger Demon King and the two demon kings beside him felt their hearts being suddenly gripped, and the hairs on their bodies stood on end.

He was so overwhelmed by the terrifying pressure that his knees gradually bent, and he collapsed to his knees with a thud.

The Black Tiger Demon King's forehead veins bulged, and the muscles in his limbs instantly bulged, unleashing a torrent of demonic power as he struggled to his feet.

However, it was horrified to discover that it was like the Monkey King being pressed down by the Five Finger Mountain.

Even though it exerted all its strength,

They couldn't move an inch!

The Black Tiger Demon King quickly glanced at the two demon kings beside him out of the corner of his eye.

I discovered that these two guys were just like me.

They were all forced to their knees, unable to move.

However, the three of them are still considered good.

Behind them, the demon soldiers, whose strength was far inferior to theirs, were now completely pinned to the ground, blood gushing from their seven orifices, their shrill screams echoing one after another.

But those who can actually make a sound are all considered to have decent strength.

Weak monsters with only one or two stars didn't even have a chance to scream before they exploded and died under this terrifying pressure, turning into a pool of blood.