Join forces and charge.

The Two-headed Giant Chief's face revealed an icy demeanor.

Gripping the war saber, his mechanical limbs supported his body, surging forward in a charge.

At the instant when both sides approached, his mechanical limbs suddenly swung out, fiercely stabbing at the four Naga Martial Gods ahead.

Each one enjoyed a share!

The Naga Martial Gods had witnessed the terrifying scene of ordinary Dark Naga being smashed by him before, so how could they be careless?

Four arms simultaneously swung their war sabers, cutting at the triangular front ends of the mechanical limbs.

Clang~

Sparks flew.

The faces of several Naga Martial Gods instantly froze, as if they were wild bulls running at high speed, forcibly held in place.

Their expressions turned somewhat unpleasant.

The counterforce from their hands made their tiger's mouth tingle with a faint swelling.

Facing one against four, the opponent still suppressed them!

Immediately, they couldn't tolerate such humiliation.

Roaring, they swung their war sabers and charged, battling fiercely with the Two-headed Giant Chief.

Confronting heroes of the same level, the Two-headed Giant Chief finally showcased the fearsome aura of a 5-star hero.

The agile mechanical limbs, endowed with giant-like strength, posed a mortal threat to the Naga Martial Gods with every swing.

Once they got close to attack the Two-headed Giant Chief himself, he still wielded a long saber, waiting for them to attack.

Behind him, six mechanical limbs, plus his two hands, totaled eight arms.

Double the number they had.

In the past, Naga Martial Gods always used their racial trait of four arms to deliver unexpected attacks to their enemies.

Now, they were tasting the feeling of being crushed by their enemy's arms.

Even more infuriating was the fact that, facing one against four, the opponent was still at ease.

It seemed he hadn't even unleashed his full strength!

Just as the Naga Martial Gods were locked in fierce battle with the Two-headed Giant Chief,

the King of Naga suddenly had a bad premonition rising in his heart and swiftly turned his head.

He saw above the sky, among the scarlet swarm, a few demons flapping their dark red wings, gazing at him with indifferent eyes.

Those eyes were like wolves hunting, fixed coldly on their prey.

His heart just raised a bit of anger, suddenly feeling himself locked by a unique aura.

In that instant, those demons' figures vanished directly into the void.

Death Anchor, 4 Stars, within visual range, can anchor onto a target and instantly penetrate the void to arrive beside it.

The next moment, the surrounding space rippled like water.

The King of Naga's pupils shrank sharply.

Raising his golden staff, he roared mightily.

A surge of golden energy emerged beside him, covering his body with light gold energy armor.

At this moment.

Six terrifying figures appeared around him, their sharp claws slashing down directly.

Swish~ Even the space twisted.

Screech~

As soon as the armor was attacked, it exploded, energy remnants splattering.

The King of Naga's heart trembled wildly, giving a low growl.

His body suddenly expanded, muscles swelling like inflated balloons.

Gripping the staff tightly, he swung it towards the Great Demon in front of him.

With his own strength, he fought fiercely with six Level 15 demon heroes.

The battle suddenly escalated into a fever pitch.

And with no interference from the Naga Mages and Naga Martial Gods at the rear.

The army composed of Cold-blooded Cavalry and Deserted Tomb Guards began devouring the Dark Naga.

Meanwhile, the Dark Night Elves, driving Swamp Giant Horned Deer, also swiftly approached the battlefield, conducting round after round of suppressive attacks.

The 2-star arrows were sharp, immediately causing great casualties to the enemy.

Lear's mood also gradually heightened.

This army was one he personally forged... it already possessed the might of an elite force!

The Naga could only howl and crawl!

At this moment, he suddenly noticed with his peripheral vision those Dark Naga trampled beneath the Cold-blooded Cavalry, still not dead, sparking a thought.

He looked towards the Bubble Beast by his side.

"You control the bubbles, gather those Dark Naga back, and place them into the Land of Crimson Rot..."

This land had indeed transformed corrupted Naga before...

Seeing the battlefield filled with many disabled enemies, his interest soared.

Combat was never the goal, the goal was to achieve greater benefits.

If these disabled enemies were all transformed into rotten Naga, the profits would be immense... The more they fought, the stronger they became, with increasingly more troops in hand, just thinking about it felt exhilarating.

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