C1089 Zhang Xing
1089. Zhang Xing explained.
At this time, everyone in the Glory Fortress Gathering Hall had already seen the final stage.
"That's Wen Tianxia!"
"Lv Yuan!!"
"It's more than ten thousand Seventh-grade Flying Dragon! "
"The mage army!"
“...”
Everyone called out the people kneeling around the Handsome account one after another.
Although there was no longer any human shape on their faces, one could tell the level of their clothing.
It was simply too terrifying.
What exactly had happened that made the Shocker Army Grand Marshal, the Vice Marshal, and all the high-ranking figures kneel on the ground and turn into dried corpses?
"There are no traces of Zhang San and the others fighting here."
Li Yade searched the scene in the video, but he did not find any traces of the group attack magic.
But Zhang San clearly knew the situation here.
And they were the only ones who came back alive.
"Quickly go and invite Master Zhang San to come and have a chat!"
Li Yade urgently wanted to know what the Shocker Army had encountered.
"No need to invite, I'm coming."
Zhang Xing's voice came from outside the hall.
Swoosh!
Everyone in the hall looked at the door.
There were only three figures in front of them.
Zhang Xing, Ruan Mei, and Kai Qila.
"Quickly invite macrosoman to take a seat!"
Li Yade and the others stood up at the same time and greeted him politely.
After Zhang Xing and the other two sat down, Li Yade impatiently asked.
"Excuse me, may I ask? Macrosoman, over 400 million Shocker Army and their general..."
"Oh, you want to ask how they died?"
Zhang Xing picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea.
"That's right. We sent someone to take a look. Everyone in the Shocker Army died in a strange way."
Li Yade said.1
"Hehe! They were killed by their own people."
"It can also be said that they died at the hands of their Lord War God."
Zhang Xing put down the teacup. The scene from yesterday appeared in his mind. He sneered in his heart. He had brought this upon himself!
"What do you mean?"
Everyone looked at each other. Li Yade asked in puzzlement.
"Wen Tianxia is a summoner. In order to kill us, he summoned the Hell Demons."
"In the end, the blood essence was sucked dry by the Hell Demons. That would save us the trouble of attacking."
Everyone understood what Zhang Xing said, but they could roughly understand what he meant.
They knew that there was a Summoner profession, but they all read it from ancient books.
No one had seen with their own eyes what a Summoner could summon.
Besides, the records in the ancient books were not detailed, so no one paid special attention to them.
"What's a Hell Demons?"
Deputy Governor of Doha could not help but ask.
"It's a foreign race, and its strength is roughly at the half-step Eight Star Supreme Realm realm."
"The innate skill is Bloodthirst. Those people died after their blood was sucked dry by him."
Zhang Xing explained.
"What? Half-step Eight Star Supreme Realm?"
Everyone was petrified.
Was Wen Tianxia crazy? How dare he summon the devil of the other side? Did he want to die?
Oh, right, he was already dead. It seemed like he really didn't want his life anymore.
However, this wasn't his intention. Who would choose such a troublesome way of dying?!
If the Venerable Realm experts above the seven-star Eastern Continent were to find out about this, they would definitely not hesitate to cross the sea and exterminate Wen Tianxia.
Half-step Eight Star Supreme Realm Realm. They were no ordinary figures in the Eastern Continent.
A casual person like them wouldn't be as powerful as the Hell Demons.
However, killing a billion strong army would not take up too much time.
"Then where did the Hell Demons go in the end?"
Duo Ha asked tactfully.
Since Zhang San had been there the whole time, then, it was impossible for the Hell Demons to not see them.
But why didn't they die?
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