boom!

A roar came out.

The Blood God clone was knocked back, and his entire body was stained with blood, with many cracks appearing.

He lowered his head and glanced, his expression remained motionless, a burst of blood shone on the wound, and the blood actually flowed back, and all the injuries were restored.

"You are no match for me."

In the distance, Meimata looked at the Blood God clone indifferently, with a hint of teasing at the corner of his mouth: "Even if you activate the special physique, the result will be the same."

Compared with the Blood God's clone, it looked extremely relaxed, with no injuries visible on its body.

"This farce should end."

Meimata's eyes shifted away from the Blood God's clone, looking at the surrounding battlefield, and said in a calm voice:

"If the Black Scorn Legion is willing to surrender, I will spare you your death."

"What???"

The expressions of Xue Lanbo and other dark vampires changed slightly, and they couldn't help but look at the deputy commanders of the Black Sword Legion.

Hemot, Morok and other deputy commanders' eyes suddenly flickered and fell into silence for a while.

They have already witnessed the terrifying existence of the Hades. Compared with the other party, their new commander was completely suppressed and was no match at all.

Even though the Blood God clones had killed two of the upper mid-level Demon King-level beings, they still felt that he was no match for the existence of the Hades. The gap was too big.

Under such circumstances, is it really necessary to continue fighting?

Do you really want the Black Sword Legion to be buried here with him?

They resisted before because they couldn't see any hope, but now that the existence of the Hades gave them a glimmer of hope, who would want to die in vain?

The Blood God clones looked at this scene calmly, seemingly not worried at all, and allowed them to make their choices.

However, he did not expect that the existence of the Hades Clan would suddenly pull the plug and make the Black Sword Army surrender, leaving him alone.

Quite a shame.

He couldn't help but look at Meimata, who was also looking over, his eyes full of mockery.

"Everyone!"

At this time, a voice suddenly sounded among the Black Sword Legion.

"Lazy Mist!" The Blood God clone turned his head to look, with a hint of coldness in his eyes. This fake guy jumped out at this moment, and he was still dishonest.

Jie Wugao glanced at the Blood God clone, with a strange look in his eyes, and said, "Commander Xue Jue, can I just say a few words?"

"Do you even want to come out and perform? Then please." The Blood God clone chuckled.

He wanted to see what this guy had to say.

The muscles on Jie Wugao's face twitched violently.

This is what it looks like!

From the moment it first saw this Xue Jue, he has always looked down upon people.

Anger rose in Lai Wugao's heart.

Why?

Why would a mid-level Demon Emperor despise it so much?

Jie Wu Gao just refused to accept it. Even though it had been defeated by the blood god's clone, it was still dissatisfied in its heart and wanted to find a chance to make a comeback.

And now is its chance.

It took a deep breath, looked around, and said, "The Black Sword Army cannot disappear here."

"If I were still the commander-in-chief, I would not drag you to die together."

"We, the dark race, have always been weak and strong. Now facing the Netherworld Legion, even if we choose to surrender, no one will laugh at us."

"After this battle, we can regain our glory. Our opponents are the warriors of the light universe, instead of dying in the hands of the strong men of my dark world without doing anything."

When Heimat, Morok and other deputy commanders of the Black Miao Army heard these words, their expressions suddenly changed slightly and they couldn't help but look at each other.

They didn't expect that Jiewujiao would come out to persuade them to surrender.

But I have to admit, it makes some sense.

The reason why the Black Sword Legion has its current reputation is entirely due to fighting against the warriors of the Bright Universe. That is their battlefield.

, instead of dying in the hands of the strong men in their dark world like now.

This is so frustrating.

Surrendering to the Netherworld Legion is actually nothing. After all, the Netherworld Legion is one of the top three legions in terms of strength.

Didn’t the Black Flame Legion and the Dark Scale Legion also surrender to the Netherworld Legion?

Now that the commanders of the two legions have been killed, the situation is much more miserable than that of the Black Scorn Legion.

But all of this is the result of the new commander. How could they give up on each other so easily?

For a moment, these deputy commanders of the Black Scorn Legion were all struggling. They all looked at the Blood God clones, with a hint of hope in their eyes.

I hope he can choose to surrender.

That is undoubtedly the best result.

Compared with the new commander-in-chief, Lazy Wugao is more willing to choose the new commander-in-chief.

No matter in terms of strength or potential, Jie Wu Gao cannot compare.

Naturally, Jie Wugao also saw this scene, and his face turned dark immediately.

It said so much, but in the end, they still focused on the Blood Jue.

Damn it!

How long had it been since Xue Jue became the commander-in-chief of the Black Miao Army that these deputy commanders respected him so much?

This was something he never expected.

A nameless flame of jealousy rose in its heart, almost swallowing it whole. It looked at the Blood God clone, wishing that he would die immediately.

Meimata was also a little surprised. In the face of life and death, this vampire boy could still get the support of these dark races of the Black Sword Army. It was really surprising.

Didn't it mean that he had just become the commander-in-chief of the Black Scorn Army not long ago?

It's not easy to convince the Black Sword Army in such a short period of time.

That being said, he is quite capable.

Meimata couldn't help but take a closer look at the blood god's clone. He didn't expect that this vampire boy was not only powerful in talent, but also had such good skills in controlling people.

Pity.

"What are you still hesitating about?"

Meimata shook his head secretly, then looked at the dark species of the Black Scorn Army, and said indifferently: "If you don't surrender, you will die here."

"The three legions obey the order. I will count to three. If the Black Scorn legion does not surrender, I will directly destroy them."

"One, two"

It didn't say anything nonsense and started counting directly. Heimat, Morok and other deputy commanders all looked nervous and stared at the Blood God clone, trying to persuade them.

Xue Lanbo, Euphilia and other vampire dark species looked at them with vigilance. If anything went wrong, they would directly break away from the Black Sword Army.

The Black Scorn Legion can abandon the Blood God clone, but they can't.

They and the blood god's clones both suffer losses and prosper.

Just when Meimata was about to count to three, the blood god's clone suddenly said: "I heard that the dark warriors of the Nether Legion are not afraid of death. If you let them explode, they will self-destruct. I don't know if it is true or not?"

Meimata's eyes narrowed, the mocking look in them seemed to stiffen, and his words suddenly stopped.

The expressions of Heimat, Morok and other dark species changed, and they immediately reacted. They had heard the rumors about the Netherworld Legion. Relatively speaking, the dark species of the Netherworld Legion were more like dead soldiers.

There is no freedom at all.

Will there be any good results if they choose to surrender? Jiewu Gao's eyes narrowed slightly and he glanced at Mingama subconsciously.

"My Nether Legion naturally has to enforce orders and prohibitions, and it is not comparable to ordinary legions." Under everyone's gaze, Mingmaa said calmly and expressionlessly: "You can choose not to surrender, but now you will... die!"

When it said the last word, its tone was filled with a deep chill, making the entire sky seem to become extremely cold and the temperature plummeted.

All the dark creatures of the Black Scorn Legion felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar, and their hearts were horrified.

"So." The blood god clone looked at the dark species of the Black Scorn Army, and the voice suddenly became louder and spread loudly: "Do you want to become cannon fodder for the Netherworld Army, or do you want to fight with me!"

"Presumptuous!" Meimata looked ugly and suddenly let out a cold shout.

How dare this vampire say that the dark warriors of their Netherworld Legion are cannon fodder!

His heart can be killed!

However, just as its voice came out, a loud roar suddenly came from the mouth of the dark species of the Black Miao Army.
To be continued...