Chapter 447

It came from a Demon Race player.

Demon Race troops are inherently several times stronger than Human Race troops.

At the same grade, in a one-on-one duel, humans absolutely cannot defeat demons.

To win, the numbers must be at least a hundred times the opponent's.

Moreover, the Demon Race's talents are also stronger than those of the Human Race.

Their B-grade talent can even rival the Human Race's S-grade talent.

When these two factors combine, the gap becomes enormous.

And at this moment.

The change on the battlefield made this Demon Race youth extremely furious.

He muttered coldly:

"Even a Tyrant couldn't possibly take down the final BOSS right from the start!!"

"Could it be that the War God is favoring the humans?"

"..."

Although he knew his opponent was Qin Feng.

He still absolutely could not accept it.

In the Arena, talent is always what speaks!

He did not believe that the gap between his talent and Qin Feng's could be so vast.

And instant-killing the final BOSS at the very start...

Looking back on the tens of thousands of years of history across the entire universe, even the most talented geniuses among the Demon Race and the God Race could not achieve it!

Thus.

He attributed everything to the War God.

The War God Arena, though opened by the Will of the Heavens, is directly overseen by the War God.

Thinking this, he became utterly enraged.

Accompanied by an eruption of destruction energy, he directly activated all his bloodlines and skills, causing his troop attributes to surge dozens of times.

He waved his large hand and began the campaign to conquer Qin Feng's strategic points.

The monsters within the strategic points ranged from strong to weak; naturally, the Demon Race targeted the weak ones.

Boom!

An incredibly ugly Demon Hound suddenly opened its blood-filled maw.

The next instant, a pitch-black fireball whistled through the air and struck the head of a Half-Pigman.

Accompanied by a shrill scream, a large chunk of the Half-Pigman's body was instantly burned away.

He sneered.

Half-Pigmen are the lowest of races; in front of him, they possessed absolutely no ability to resist.

He no longer cared about the situation on the battlefield and began gazing at the map.

Half of the strategic points had already been occupied by Qin Feng; the situation was not favorable for him.

As time passed, Qin Feng's strength would grow ever stronger.

But with the awakening of his own bloodline, there was still a chance to fight!

Just then.

Every hair on his body stood on end.

A feeling of heart palpitations enveloped his entire body.

In his widened eyes, countless Half-Pigmen he had previously slaughtered instantly rose as if brought back to life.

Their health bars filled up in a flash.

At the same time...

They were like they had taken drugs, their attack power instantly soaring countless times higher.

Boom!!

Boom!!

Boom!!

The Half-Pigmen's attacks fell; after their clumsy strikes, extremely violent explosions erupted.

Demon Hounds fell in droves.

The system's rumbling voice suddenly rang in his ears.

"Ding~ Your troop 【Abyss Demon Hound (Tier 7)】 has been eliminated!"

"Ding~ Your..."

The Demon Race youth stood with a dazed expression.

What is going on?!

His Demon Hounds were the most elite batch, born from the Abyssal Fire.

They were fully capable of fighting Human Race troops of Tier 10!

Yet...

They were killed by Half-Pigmen?!