"Hu, Hu." Locke kept gasping for breath on the pillar. The sequelae of the old demon's buff spells came. Although it would not cause permanent damage to him, the physical strength of the early overdrawn was not so easy to recover.

Every soldier who cleaned the battlefield saluted him silently. They knew very well that if Locke had not resisted the other party's ace, their casualties would not have been too small this time.

"Oh, if I hadn't known your situation, I would have thought you had already died. Children, be happy, we won a victory after all, right? In the demon world, high-end combat powers are offset by each other, so don't think they are useless. Without you, he wouldn't be able to kill all the demons by himself. Go to a bar to relax, how about anyone willing to treat you?" A humble voice immediately diluted the solemn scene. Roland enjoyed the pleasure of improving his abilities brought to him by the magic center he had just swallowed, while helping the warriors relax their minds. Of course, there is no need to be demanding in terms of methods.

David walked in from outside while trampling on the gravel, came to Locke and patted him on the shoulder, saying nothing. Everyone was just for the purpose of a comrade-in-arms, and there was nothing to say about it.

"Hey, man, because he is so tired, should he give us some bonuses? I almost lost my life." David began to wonder if this guy Li Pai Luolan came because he was embarrassed to speak for the benefits, so he asked him, a shameless person to do this.

Forget it, they were here to help, and they resisted the strongest point of the enemy. David sighed and said, "You are not short of money. We have a dedicated person to take charge of our funds, which is not easy to deal with. Let's do this. I'll get you a certificate from the Bureau of Investigation to facilitate your future work."

This is better for David, and he is not very worried. With Li suppressed him, even a big demon like Roland dares not act rashly. At least John was controlled by Li, which is a good reward.

Roland thought about it carefully and accepted it happily. If David knew how to use this certificate to pick up girls, he would probably immediately take back his picture.

"Okay, let's talk about the main business. I want to know, are the battle squads in Hell so strong? What kind of horn demons we can't do anything good to him." David expressed his question. Obviously, if hell is full of such enemies, street fighting is a nightmare for humans. Heavy equipment cannot be used, and individual equipment cannot harm the enemy. How can such an enemy fight?

"Oh, in fact it was my mistake. I just confirmed that this is not a horned demon, but an advanced form of a horned demon. The horned demon governor. Such a demon is also a high-level demon at the level of a thousand-man commander in hell. There are not too many hells. Obviously, the hell passage here is mainly used to teleport him, so the remaining energy is only one succubus and a group of small demons." With the short hand of someone, Roland quickly explained that as an allies, they cannot be despaired.

"What about ordinary horned demons?" David still needed more precise information.

"Although ordinary horned demons are also melee masters, their armor is relatively not that thick, and they can still penetrate with your armor-piercing bullets."

"What kind of other types are there? Let's talk about it. We must study equipment against all kinds of enemies." David sighed. Roland is like a toothpaste. You don't bother to say it in advance without asking him what he wants to say.

"Well, okay, to be honest, I didn't experience wars with other demon kings when I was in hell, so I can only tell you the information I've heard." Roland shrugged and ambushed in advance again.

Locke, who had almost rested, also stood up with the pillar, "Okay, let's go, find a better place, and I know what enemies will encounter in the future."

David nodded, and he also needed to record these valuable information in detail.

When he came to the branch of the Bureau of Investigation, he found a conference room. David ordered that no one be disturbed, and then he carried a bottle of red wine and three cups and walked in.

He filled the glass with his glass, and he raised it first and said, "Come on, have a drink for our first victory."

When the three of them finished drinking, David turned on the recorder and said to Roland: "Start, I hope you can say more details, the more detailed the better. I don't want to encounter this situation today again. To be honest, if I experience such a few more thrilling battles, I'm afraid I will die of a heart attack in advance."

Roland curled his lips: "This is not a problem. The boss has a high-priced necromancer. You can let him transform you into a Death Knight, so you don't have to worry about any disease."

David's face looked a little ugly. Who would want to be a monster that is immortal?

"Okay, Roland, let's talk about the serious business." Locke interrupted him, and he really wanted to let go of nonsense. He couldn't say anything serious business tonight.

"Okay, okay, as you wish. Then, let me first talk about the tribe I am here."

"I am a member of the tribe ruled by Lucifer, the demon king. I believe you are familiar with this name. The Son of Morning Star, one of the most powerful angels, led a fallen betrayer of one-third of the angel legion. Now he is one of the seven demon kings of hell. Similarly, his subordinates are mainly composed of the great demon transformed from the fallen angels. The once gorgeous wings were transformed into the bat wings representing sin by the flames of hell, and their faces were distorted due to anger and depravity. These subordinates became the main generals under his command."

"That is to say, there are no fallen angels in our enemies?" David asked curiously.

"No, maybe they still looked like angels when they fell, but they won't last long in an environment like hell, and that feather is too impractical."

"Okay, you keep going." David was a little disappointed. He was once a brainless fan of the fallen angel, of course when he was young.

"These big demons have very obvious characteristics. They all have wide bat wings and curved long horns. They are good at both melee and magic, so they are generally the leader of each legion."

"The next level is the horn demon general who represents the melee legion and the Purgatory Flame Demon that we have just met. The middle and lower-level leaders are them. Of course, the flame demon who is good at intelligence is more of the position of middle-level leaders." Speaking of this, Roland proudly stood up.

"Are you the Purgatory Flame Demon?" Locke glanced at him a little unscathed, and Roland's chest immediately faded. The Horn Demon Governor who had just been twisted by Locke almost killed him.

"Okay, I'm a little bit short. I'm a lower-level flame demon. I used to call myself a big demon just putting gold on my face, don't care."

"The ones that are even lower than me and the horned demon are the Little Flame Demon and the Little Demon. Although the Little Flame Demon is also an evolutionary body, in fact, they are likely to evolve as soon as they eat for the first time, and they are also classified as the first level of miscellaneous soldiers."
Chapter completed!