Chapter 280 I would rather be a king in hell than a slave in heaven!
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The originally heated situation suddenly became awkwardly silent because of Anderson’s words.
Teddy looked behind Anderson, who had black lines all over his head, and Amos, who clenched his fist several times and wanted to punch it out, and couldn't help but grinned with emotion.
At this moment, he deeply realized how Lango’s charming yet hateful character came about. Co-author: The three generations of the Winchester family have the same virtue!
"Anderson, should you reconsider your wording?" Amos took a deep breath, suppressed his discomfort, and gritted his teeth to his old friend in front of him.
"Shhh, now is not the time to discuss this."
"Shhh... now is not the time to argue about this." Anderson dropped the topic with a series of winks at Amos. , and then once again turned his attention to Duma, who stood in front of him like a giant peak.
"Are there any other tricks? Fallen Angel. By the way, let me remind you."
Anderson raised the gun sword in his hand, pointed it directly at Duma's forehead, and raised a playful smile at the corner of his mouth. Smile, "The methods of angels are just useless to me, let's use the skills of devils."
"Ho ho."
Duma looked condescendingly at Anderson and Amos below. He was not in a hurry to take action. Instead, he let out a low sneer from deep in his throat.
There was sarcasm in his tone: "You know, Anderson, with your and Amos' achievements and strength in the world, if you had chosen to follow the guiding angel into heaven, you would definitely become the attendants now. Seraphim and Cherubim at the mercy of God. But look at you now, you are just two sad beings who have abandoned their faith and are sinking in hell!"
Hearing this, Anderson looked at him strangely. Look at the guy in front of you.
The angels in heaven are divided into three levels, namely the lower level, the middle level and the upper level.
The seraphs just mentioned by Douma are one of the upper angels. Gabriel and Michael, who often appear in mythology, are members of the seraphs.
Of course, Lucifer before the fall was also one of them.
They are in charge of combat and have the power closest to God, which even the gods in many myths cannot match. In short, Seraphs are God's most powerful force.
The wise angels are also superior angels, but their duty is not to fight, but to spread the gospel of God to the world and let the world know the glory of Jehovah.
Before the fall, Douma was a wise angel who served God. He was the leader of the wise angel group and had great power.
Of course, these are not the point.
The point is that Duma, as the first and only group of angels to fall into hell, shamelessly spurned them, which is really contrary to Tiangang!
Anderson smiled silently: "Brother, how is your current situation different from ours? Speaking of which, if those so-called angels are as shameless as you, then I really want to be glad that I chose Stay in hell."
"How dare you compare with me!" Duma was furious when he heard this.
He is one of the first group of company elites who followed God and succeeded in starting a business. Even if he has switched jobs to hell now, he is still a partner-level boss. How can he compare himself with Anderson, a guy who has just graduated? .
But before he could continue his rhetoric, two dazzling sacred strikes had intertwined from below, turned into a reverse cross-shaped light, and suddenly hit Duma's head.
"Where did you get all this nonsense!"
Anderson's figure rose into the air with the swing of the gun sword. His speed was so fast that he surpassed him in an instant. The sword light reached directly in front of Duma's eyebrows.
The sword body is flowing with a faint golden light, which is the purest display of divine power. Every time the sword is swung, it seems to tear the void apart and cut off all the sin and darkness in the world.
锵——!
There was a crisp sound of metal collision, and the slash cut Duma's cheek hard, and the black blood of the fallen angel spattered out.
The pain from the wound was like strong acid corrosion, which made Douma furious. He waved the lightsaber condensed by the fallen angel's divine power, and every blow was accurately pointed at Anderson in the air.
"You are looking for death!"
Duma roared angrily, the lightsaber was as black as the abyss, and the tip of the sword danced with blue flames, revealing endless darkness and chaos.
Faced with Duma's sword light that was full of destructive power, Anderson seemed unusually calm. He dodged flexibly while continuing to fight back against Duma.
At the beginning of the battle, Duma had the advantage with his huge body, but he soon realized that such a size had become a liability in the face of Anderson's precise and destructive slashes.
As a result, Duma shrank suddenly and turned into a black shadow. His speed and agility increased instantly, trying to fight Anderson in a more flexible way.
He flapped his wings lightly, and countless bewitching feathers flashing with seductive light rushed toward Anderson, trying to confuse the old guy's mind.
However, at this moment, Anderson's strength has already surpassed that of a mortal. Every time he swung his sword, it was accompanied by the roar of this sacred power. Those bewitching feathers were struck by the sharp sword light one by one before they could get close. Cut off and turn into nothingness.
Duma raised his finger and pointed at Anderson in front of him. The next second, the surrounding air, rocks and even light and shadow all distorted and transformed into various weapons, launching a fierce attack on Anderson. attack.
But no matter how hard he tried, the sacred power flowing through Anderson's body seemed to be an indestructible barrier. Although each of these attacks had powerful destructive power, the moment it came into contact with Anderson, it shattered like a bubble and dissipated in invisible.
"This is impossible!"
Duma held Anderson's gun sword, feeling the incredible sacred power on the other side, he shouted in disbelief: "You How can someone who is no longer a believer in God still possess such powerful divine power?”
Bang——!
Anderson pressed Duma hard and knocked him back. After shaking his sword with his hand, he replied with a smile: "Didn't I answer you just now? I am the new one. God, of course I use my own power.”
Duma was dismissive when he heard this: "You, a mortal, will never be able to possess such intensity of sacred power, unless..."
His words were suddenly interrupted, as if he thought of something terrible. He pointed at Anderson and Amos and shouted in disbelief: "You are actually preaching in hell?!"
"Hahaha" Anderson burst out with a burst of hearty laughter. He turned his head to look at Amos, pointed at Duma, and joked: "Look, I just said these pretentious guys You will definitely not be aware of our plan."
Amos nodded slightly, looking at Duma with a look full of teasing.
Many years ago, when the two of them first came to hell, Anderson had the idea of spreading faith in hell. However, what he spread was not the teachings of God, but the two of them. own.
At first, Amos was vehemently opposed to this.
The reason why he is willing to accompany Anderson to hell is, on the one hand, because he does not want to see his old friend suffering alone in hell. On the other hand, as a priest, although he has not been with Anderson like Satan faced off head-on, but with the same firm belief in destroying Satan, he resolutely stepped into hell.
But now Anderson actually wants him to spread the gospel of non-God in hell, which is undoubtedly unacceptable to Amos.
But as time passed, Amos compromised.
Because he found that when he was reciting the Bible, the divine power borrowed from God became increasingly thin, and even ordinary little devils could not dispel it. For his own safety, he had to seek improvement in strength.
In addition, there is a more critical reason - life in hell is too monotonous and boring! In this land with countless undead and demons, there is not even a decent sect. This kind of entrepreneurial blue ocean Amos really can't bear to miss.
As a result, the Bible he adapted spread quietly in hell. He and Anderson drew directly from the Bible to create a sect that had nothing to do with God.
In other words, the power they used was not the divine power that Duma believed came from God, but the real divine power!
After answering Duma's doubts, Anderson did not waste any more words. He danced his swords with surging divine power, and each blow was directed at the fallen angel's vitals.
The battle gradually heated up, and Anderson's swordsmanship became more and more sophisticated. Even if Duma went all out, it was difficult to resist the slash that contained majestic divine power.
If no action is taken, Duma’s defeat is certain!
Rango, who was watching the battle below, also relaxed. According to this trend, grandfather will soon be able to defeat and suppress Douma.
On the other side, Lucifer, without the interference of Amos, defeated Abaddon and Mostema, and even gave them the idea of escape.
I didn’t expect that besides killing the weakest Beelzebub this time, I had been playing the role of a bystander.
"Lango, your grandfather took away my collection." The death wolf Dais came to him at some point. His body shape had returned to its original shape, and he was looking at the intertwining of gold and black in the sky with a frown. scene of explosion.
"Come on, brother, although you and Duma are fighting inextricably, anyone with a discerning eye can see that you are no match for him, OK?"
Lange saw that Dai Si looked a little confused. Ugly, smiled and reassured: "Don't worry, once the battle above is over, I will ask my grandfather to leave Duma's head to you."
Dai suddenly said displeased: "I want to do it with my own hands... ”
Boom—!
Before Dai Si could finish his words, a deafening loud noise suddenly sounded in the air.
The black air surrounding Douma suddenly boiled, surging like volcanic lava, rolling and roaring, releasing a heart-stopping pressure!
His eyes became hollow and deep, as if they were two abyss doors leading to another dimension. At this moment, the entire dark realm was enveloped by his breath, and even the air seemed to be solidified and heavy. And it's suffocatingly oppressive.
Faced with Anderson's pressing offensive, Duma was no longer willing to waste time. He decided to use all his strength to launch his strongest attack!
With Duma's deep roar, the lightsaber in his hand instantly turned into a jet of black light, streaking across the night sky like a meteor, heading straight for Anderson!
However, this was not just a lightsaber attack, but Douma focused all of his power, darkness and chaos into this strike.
The moment this black light was waved, it immediately caused a huge disaster.
The darkness seems to have gained life, devouring everything around it crazily!
Flame, energy, air, sound, and even time were all swallowed up by darkness at this moment, forming a huge whirlpool, as if it was about to suck the entire hell into it!
"This is." Anderson felt an unprecedented crisis, but the expression on his face remained calm.
He shook his head gently, his eyes full of disappointment and disdain, "This is a magical skill used by God to expel darkness when he created the world, and you just replaced the divine power with the power of darkness after the fall. That’s all.”
“Duma, whether as an angel or a demon, you are a complete failure. Loser. As a devil, you used all the tricks of an angel from beginning to end, even if you are so incomplete. How can you defeat me?"
The moment the words fell, With Anderson as the center, a golden light suddenly surged in the air, as dazzling as the rising sun.
Stacks of indulgences flashing with the light of redemption came out of the air and turned into a golden ocean, surging into the surrounding black whirlpools.
They are like ice and snow touching fire. Just by meeting each other, the endless darkness dissipates and turns into nothingness.
This endless atonement turned into a golden tornado, tightly wrapping Anderson in it.
His figure soars into the sky, with guns and swords crossed, and a golden reverse cross shining brightly in the air, like a god descending!
"Open your eyes and see clearly, Duma, you are simply vulnerable to my belief!"
Anderson's voice resounded throughout the world, and the golden tornado was like a giant dragon. Pounced forward, cutting off the connection between Duma and the darkness, making him completely lose support.
"You will not tremble and die like straw. Amen!"
Anderson prayed in a low voice, and in an instant, the violent golden tornado crashed towards Douma like a furious wave!
Everyone in the distance felt the golden light explode, and the originally dark space was now so dazzling that they could not look straight into the eyes.
When the light dissipated, only Duma remained in the sky. He was staring blankly into the distance, as if he had lost all his soul and strength.
As for Anderson, he had his hands in his trench coat pockets. It was as if the endless indulgences and blunderbuss had never appeared before, and were just everyone's illusion.
The air was silent for a moment, and Duma's eyes slowly moved down, staring at Anderson below. After a long time, a relieved smile bloomed on his face, "I would rather be the king in hell than the king in heaven. Slave? Is this your choice? ”
Anderson smiled and shrugged without responding directly.
Duma already understood it, he nodded gently, with a hint of self-mockery in his tone, "I never expected that you, a mortal, would implement this belief more firmly than me, a fallen angel... You win . "
Before he finished speaking, his body suddenly burst out with countless bright golden lights from the inside, and then turned into a pile of corpses, which fell heavily to the ground.
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Witnessing this scene, Rango couldn’t help but smacked his lips. He was both surprised at his grandfather’s powerful fighting power, and also surprised at the fact that he casually tipped the succubus in Limbo. Indulgences actually contain such amazing power.
Taking a deep breath, Lango gathered his thoughts, stepped forward and asked Anderson: "Can you still sense Satan's position?"
Anderson nodded slightly at first, and then shook his head, with a rather troubled expression. Tangled.
“He started from the ninth level, and his power has spread upwards, and now he has reached the first Limbo.”
“Then what are you waiting for? Let’s get there quickly! "Lango said eagerly.
"It's too late..." Anderson shook his head regretfully, "In hell, except for Satan, who can pass freely, others can only follow fixed routes, going up or down level by level. . We are now on the ninth level. Even if we act immediately, including the time it takes to travel through the eight levels of hell, Satan has already completely spread his power to the entire Limbo."
Amos also nodded solemnly and agreed: "Our speed really can't keep up."
Hearing their words, Lango suddenly realized that even with Lucifer leading the way before, they were still on the same level. The floors go from the first floor down to the ninth floor.
He originally thought that the other party was deliberately taking them to experience the customs and customs of hell, but now it seems that Lucifer is simply incapable of taking them directly to the ninth level.
Although Lange doesn’t know what the consequences of the fusion of Satan and the Nine Hells will be, looking at the expressions of Lucifer before and now Anderson, once they really get to that point, they may really not be destroyed. Satan.
Lange frowned, glanced at the progress bar on his wrist that was nearly full due to absorbing all of Beelzebub's divine power, and then looked up at the fresh corpses of Dumana in the distance that still exuded divine power. .
"Maybe I have an idea, let's take a gamble!"
(End of this chapter)