Chapter 135: The evil heretics are more righteous than the others
The pale bat is equipped with a pair of fleshy wings. Because it is a newborn, the body is only the size of a palm without the wings, and its whole body is wrinkled as if it has been soaked in water for a long time.
It has no limbs, no head, and no so-called facial features. It only has a single vertical eye on its chest.
The bat is one of the symbols of pride, the chief of the seven deadly sins. It is normal to use the altar of the Lord of Pride to create a clone. The image is similar to that of a bat. It is reasonable and there is no fault at all.
But Wayne thought about it carefully and felt that he was being connoted. It was Bruce and Wayne again, and now here comes another bat...
He looked at the one eye on the bat's chest, his eyes made contact, and he felt a blood connection.
The last time I felt this way was when I looked at the Book of Greed a few seconds ago.
"So ugly!"
From the aesthetic point of view of normal people, the one-eyed bat is very ugly, that is, extremely ugly.
Given that the bat has its own blood running through it, Wayne described it as eclectic, anthropomorphic, original and creative.
"Newborns are like this, wrinkled. They look better when they grow out."
Wayne muttered to himself and studied his hell clone, and heard the voice of the Thousand-Eyed Demon in his ears: "Injecting thoughts can speed up the clone's growth, faster. When it can take over this territory, it means it is mature, and then you Then use it to control this territory.”
"My master, please wait a moment."
Wayne increased his thinking and said respectfully from the bottom of his heart.
I thought that in this materialistic society, good people like the Lord of the Void would die one by one, but I never expected that the Thousand-Eyed Demon would inherit his legacy, become bigger and stronger, and reach new heights.
When doing business, you should approach devils and evil gods. Each of these evil heretics is more righteous than the last.
In comparison, the Heavenly Father Holy See of the righteous camp is just like a street lamp pendant. They will not give you money if they ask for it, but if they are pressed, they will just sell their butts.
You can knead it as you please, you can do whatever you want, you can invest in it.
What is this, the butt version of "Master once said: If someone slaps you on the left cheek, kind man, please extend your right cheek too"?
Bah, that’s so classy!
"Bruce, hurry up and put all your thoughts into this."
The Thousand-Eyed Demon was in a hurry, and the clones continuously sent bad news, including the arrival of a Golden Law Angel. The deal with the three free mages was not as successful as expected, and they only negotiated a partner who could cooperate.
Several people were looking for his true form, getting closer and closer.
The death knight has not yet arrived, and the Thousand-Eyed Demon no longer counts on the opponent. He regards the clone of 'Bruce' as his trump card. As long as he can withstand this counterattack, he will surely come to the world as a king.
Just a little bit closer.
The Thousand-Eyed Demon is sitting on the throne, and this difference is the most difficult point. I hope everything goes smoothly and there are no more variables.
After arriving in Lundan, the Thousand-Eyed Demon immediately rushed to the entrance of the Gate of Hell and successfully found the altar and part of the territory left by the Arrogant Lord in the human world.
Just because others can't find it doesn't mean he can't find it. As a devil, this doesn't bother him at all.
Victory is close at hand, all you have to do is sit on the throne and wait.
The Thousand-Eyed Demon did not let the impending victory get to his head. He reviewed the failures of his peers. Every time, champagne was opened at half-time, and every time he fell at the last step.
It's obviously just a little bit away from me! xN
I have heard similar complaints about the Thousand-Eyed Demon so many times that his ears have become calloused. He doesn’t want to fall at the last step and become a new joke in hell, so he allied with the Death Knight and attacked the Heavenly Father. Vatican, Jeriff, Bruce and other plans.
These are all superficial operations to fool people. There is no magical life army, and there is no inverted pentagram connecting to hell. Everything is to delay time and allow the Thousand-Eyed Demon to successfully take the final step.
If the plan hadn't changed quickly, this would have been a sure thing.
The Thousand-Eyed Demon hates the Death Knight for not keeping his word and having no sense of chivalry. If the Death Knight could obediently guard the first floor, he would not be racing against time now.
"When my true body comes to the world, no..."
The Thousand-Eyed Demon glanced at the rapidly growing white bat and got a new body built by the Lord of Arrogance. What else did he want for his true body? The true body was almost enough as a clone.
The Golden Rule of Angels and the Divine Comedy of the Seven Deadly Sins combine the two characteristics of heaven and hell. The new body is born as a devil with unlimited potential, more powerful than his original body.
Faced with this overwhelming wealth, the Thousand-Eyed Demon smiled and remained silent.
"Jiejiejiejie————"
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The dark realm closed in, and Orb stood on the spot holding a long bow. At this time, he returned to his youth. He did not use his old appearance to cover up the appearance of the elf. He was so handsome that he seemed to have stepped out of an oil painting.
The dark blue eyes are like the stars in the summer night sky, twinkling with stars, and like the deep lake water, quiet and modest, as if they can accommodate all the light.
His figure is slender and elegant, and his temperament...
The eight thousand words of description are omitted here.
All in all, Orb is as beautiful as an elf prince. Because his soft appearance is more feminine, it is not impossible to pretend to be an elf queen in women's clothing.
After killing the clone of the Thousand-Eyed Demon, Orb showed no joy at all on his face. There was a cold light in his eyes, and he held his longbow tightly, waiting for his two colleagues who had not yet appeared.
Five minutes later, Planck and Bonn appeared at the same time as planned. The former had a blackened beard, and the latter had a messy suit. They had both experienced a tragic battle.
Orb's face turned even worse, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Who, who among you has cooperated with the Thousand-Eyed Demon?"
"I don't."
"Not me!"
The two legendary mages denied it flat out, swore and swore to death to draw a line between themselves and the devil, and did not even dry their eyes when faced with temptation.
"Then why did it take you so long to come out?"
"The enemy is too strong."
"I'm too weak!"
"..."
Orb's chest rose and fell violently. It was obvious that he was very angry. He glared at Gangplank and Bonn fiercely: "I will write this matter into the report. You'd better reject the devil. If I find out who Lie and I swear I will make him pay with blood.”
"Ob, you know me, I never hesitate when it comes to big matters." Bonn testified with a serious face.
"Why is it that only the two of us are included in the report, why can't it be Orbu and the devil..."
Gangplank hummed twice, and seeing Obra's long face, he decisively changed the subject: "The clone of the Thousand-Eyed Demon has been eliminated, and his mind has been further weakened. I feel that he is stalling for time, and he hastily found his true body. Until now, everything has It went so well.”
"Since you know he's stalling, why don't you..."
Orb wanted to say something more, but the time was not right now. He shook his sleeves and had to give up: "You two go back first. I have to walk the rest of the way by myself. Remember, the reason why the Free Mage Alliance exists is Because Londan is always there!”
After saying this, his figure blurred, and the moonlight faded away without a trace.
"What? This old boy doesn't believe us. Do we seem to be easily tempted by the devil?" Plank said unconvinced.
"I will not be tempted by the devil, and you may not be." Bonn refused to be reduced to a member of the plural, asking Planck not to compare himself with him.
"Bonn, there are no outsiders here. Orb has left. Tell me the truth. Have you made a deal with the devil? How far has the deal reached?"
"I told you I didn't!"
"It's weird to believe you. I almost agreed, but you definitely can't."
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On the second underground floor, the roars continued one after another. The members of the tactical team set up a barrier of holy light to prevent the corpse demon from moving. Atli wore strong armor and danced in the storm with a holy spear. The sharp and powerful edge was condensed to the extreme, breaking through the cuticle defense of the corpse demon again and again, and Inject fire elements into it for blasting.
Again, whatever cannot kill the corpse demon will make the corpse demon stronger.
Atli was furious and unparalleled. He single-handedly challenged hundreds of monsters. He cut melons and vegetables as if he were in a realm without monsters. After chopping down the small monsters, he turned around to deal with the elite monsters.
Time is not forgiving, and it is obviously impossible for him to use Wushuang again. With the help of the holy armor and holy spear, he can barely suppress the corpse demon.
He could feel that the corpse demon was getting stronger and stronger, treating attacks as food and growing stronger by eating again and again. After a few rounds, the situation might become that of the corpse demon suppressing him.
Gluttony's familiar ability is too powerful. The most terrifying ability is not growth, but its ability to fear the Holy Light and regard it as food.
If it weren't for this, Atli was confident that he could erase all traces of the zombie demon's existence in the first round.
Just as he was thinking about it, his eyes suddenly shrank and he took a breath of cold air.
The corpse demon's pale arms melted, and its body shrank by a circle, becoming much slender. The disappearing flesh and blood was condensed into a war spear. Except that it could not use holy light magic, it was almost the same as the holy spear in Atli's hand.
The corpse demon not only regarded attacks as food, but also learned Atli's fighting skills from being beaten.
Studying is not a kind of eating!
The corpse demon held a war gun in his hand, and let out a shrill scream from his deadly red-lipped mouth. After being beaten countless times, he began to actively attack for the first time.
The war gun swept across, and the black mist extended its sharp arc.
Amidst the violent vibrations in the air, rubble, smoke and dust, together with the roaring waves of the angry sea, swayed in all directions.
Atli faced the violent man directly, shouted loudly, and vibrated his light wings to fight against him.
The two large guns connected, and the ground platform under his feet suddenly fell into pieces. It shattered, rolled, and splashed. Large tracts of earth and stone flew in all directions like cannonballs, causing a deafening roar as they rubbed against the air.
Accompanied by a huge boom, an astonishing air wave surged in all directions, breaking through the holy light barrier in the blink of an eye, forcing the team members to retreat away from the center of the battlefield.
The impregnable holy light barrier was shattered, and the faces of the group of people were in disbelief.
In the center of the battlefield, the high-speed air flow was violently vibrating due to friction, and there were muffled sounds one after another.
Atli only felt that the holy spear in his hand was stuck in the swamp mud. Even if his wings bloomed with light and his strength was pushed to the limit, he could not move forward at all.
Before he could attack, the corpse demon screamed and roared. The terrifying power was as huge as a landslide and a tsunami, and it guided the holy spear into his arms.
Atli roared, his arms trembling violently, and he felt that his heart was tightly held by a big hand, and the blood could not flow. The world in his eyes turned gray at this moment.
The pressure is getting stronger and stronger!
The tremors in his arms spread to his waist, and then to his legs. The rock formations on the ground beneath Atli's feet fell apart, his legs sank into his knees, and his unconscious calves would be violently crushed to his knees at any time.
Atli's eyes were red and he was extremely angry. As a clergyman, it would be better to kill him directly if he was asked to kneel to the devil.
Ignoring the whine of his body, he shouted angrily and wanted to activate Wushuang for the second time.
Hiss!
Atli's Wushuang was not activated, the space crack opened, and a slender figure with a slightly short body came to Atli's side, waving its wings, swept the holy light spear and knocked the corpse demon away.
Renata!
Reinforcements are coming.
The angel who descended on Renata overturned the corpse demon with one blow, and fluttered out with a spear of holy light that was taller than both of her. The tip of the spear flashed and cut off the corpse demon's white wrist holding the flesh spear.
"Why did you come here? Did the plan not go well?"
Atli's legs were numb, and he struggled to climb out of the pit with Gunther's help. When he saw the angel pouring all the concentrated power of holy light into the big gun, he hurriedly opened his mouth and shouted in an attempt to wipe out the corpse demon in one go.
"Don't use the Holy Light. It is a familiar of Gluttony, not an ordinary alchemy creature. The Holy Light will be swallowed by it as food!"
Too many words.
Halfway through Atli's words, Angel's ultimate move had already been launched.
The light hit the corpse demon, and the holy light array spread out at its feet. A light beam with a diameter of ten meters rose into the sky, forming a majestic cross about a hundred meters high.
The corpse demon howled miserably in the light, calling for its mother in pain. There have been previous successful cases, and it tried to swallow the holy light to make itself stronger.
This is instinctive and a good idea, even if it uses your brain.
But success once does not mean success the second time. The holy light cast by the angel personally crushes Atli's holy light magic in both quality and quantity.
The corpse demon only swallowed one mouthful, and the red lips on its abdomen decomposed and dissipated, and its huge body gradually blurred under the impact of the holy light.
By the time the magnificent cross dissipated, the corpse demon no longer existed.
After Renata used her ultimate move, she looked at Atli in confusion. She seemed to be talking to her just now. She didn't hear her clearly. Can you say it again?
Atli: ()
I don’t know if it was an illusion, but he seemed to hear a member of the team giggling.
Gunther's face was expressionless, taking care of Atli's face, without raising the corners of his mouth at all, and nodded towards Renata, asking the angel to continue his efforts, continue to go deep below, and search for the Thousand-Eyed Demon's true form.
At the same time, he and Atli talked quietly and asked several questions.
Mona stood aside cautiously, looking around but unable to find the familiar buttocks. Taking advantage of the gap between the two leaders' conversation, she said: "Archbishop, captain, my lord... I mean Bruce, he also fell off just now. , hitting people and disappearing."
Gunther frowned. He was more concerned about Mona's mental condition than the unknown Bruce. He said seriously: "I didn't arrange this mission well. I will issue you a letter of introduction in a few days." , go to Hongyelin for psychological counseling, there is something wrong with your current situation."
Mona: "..."
Something was wrong, it felt good. If it was a nickname for Bruce, it was just smooth for a while, and she could change it back.
Hearing Gunther's words, Atli was furious and said dissatisfied: "If you really feel something is wrong, you can erase the thoughts in Mona's body instead of continuing to impose a seal and think about locking Bruce's position. ”
No, it might be useful to keep it.
Gunther glanced at Atli lightly: "I am the Archbishop, I have my own arrangements."
Okay, okay, you are the archbishop and I am a thug!
Atli closed his eyes in depression. He gradually became weak mentally and physically, and he almost reached the age of retreating behind the scenes. When he returned, he submitted an application to be transferred to a civilian position.
He's just an archbishop, nothing special. With his accumulated merits, he became one with his eyes closed.
While several people were talking, Renata released her ultimate move again, and the majestic cross continued to output, causing the bombardment space to vibrate.
There were no enemies, and since I couldn't find the location of the door and couldn't break in, I chose to simply and crudely demolish the wall.
The trembling space barrier became weaker and weaker, and a figure came over. It was holding a long bow and had a handsome face. It was none other than Free Mage Orb.
"Master Orb, why are you the only one? Where are the other two?"
"They destroyed the clone of the Thousand-Eyed Demon. They were seriously injured and unable to continue fighting. They went back to recuperate." Orb replied lightly.
Family scandals should not be publicized. Regarding the Free Mage Alliance, no matter who is right or wrong, everyone is our own behind closed doors.
Not to mention that Planck and Bonn are just suspicious, even if there is a real problem, Orb will not tell the people of the Holy Father.
Gunther said nothing and accepted the reason.
boom! ! !
The cracks in the space were torn open. Under the angel's continuous crazy attacks, the wall collapsed, and the portal to the last floor slowly opened in front of everyone's eyes.
Lava, sulfur, and the hot breath hit my face.
"This is……"
"Hell?"
(End of chapter)