Chapter 227 117: Secret
“Demons, angels, skeletons and human armies are fighting in a melee. How could I have such a erratic dream.”
Karl looked at this chaos and wiped it. He wiped his forehead with someone's blood, and lay half-dead on the bones and debris on the floor. Next to him, there were flaming red skeletons that seemed to pass by him forever.
"Hey, brother, you're holding me down." There was a sound and shaking from under the butt.
Karl lowered his head and dug through the pile of skeletons for a while before digging up the upper body of a red skull.
"Sorry, I didn't see it." He put him next to him and leaned against him. Karl took out the bottle and took a sip of wine.
“Comrade, can you give me a taste?” the flaming skull said greedily, looking at the wine in Karl’s hand.
"Why not?" Karl was stunned, then smiled and handed the vodka over. The skeleton carefully took it with his remaining hand, opened his mandible, and poured it inside. Karl thought he could see the scene of the skeleton leaking water, but found that the wine did not come out from underneath after drinking it. Instead, he did not know where he went.
“It’s still the same as before.” The red light swinging in the skull’s eyes seemed to be recalling the wilderness of his hometown, but all the memories were so blurry.
Karl did not remind him that this brand of wine was only available in recent years and has a rather special flavor. Some people are even unwilling to admit that it is a type of vodka, but Karl quite likes this taste: " I have another bottle if you like.”
He dug out an unopened bottle that he had given to Jeremy in the restaurant, but he didn't want it, so he just put it in his pocket.
"That's enough, thank you." The skeleton looked at him and then at his left shoulder, "The evil spirit is quietly eroding you. Sooner or later, you will fall."
[ Look at this idiot, you wouldn't believe a skeleton with no wrinkles in his brain, would you? 】
The little devil who had been silent all this time suddenly came out to ridicule, and screamed like a stone-throwing dog.
"I know, this is the price, it's a day that can be delayed." Karl knew his situation clearly. It seemed that he had always had the upper hand in the fight with the little devil, but no one's consciousness could last forever. Stay vigilant and clear-headed, and the devil will one day completely occupy and manipulate his soul.
The only solution is to end it yourself before something like this happens.
“Forget it, I can’t provide much combat power now anyway, so I might as well repay you with this half bottle of wine.”
After saying that, the skeleton opened his skull and took it out. A red core light group emerged.
“This should be able to prevent further erosion by the devil and give you some indescribable powers, but you may also be affected by the afterimage of my memory for the rest of your life, and you will have to bear some responsibilities that you should not bear. Responsibility. So, are you willing to accept this inheritance?"
The voice of the skeleton seemed to be full of expectations.
【This is seizing the body! Have you heard of it? I am just a parasite, but he actually wants to seize your body in an even more evil way, directly taking away your body and annihilating your soul! Don't agree, don't agree, this is a trap! 】
The little devil panicked.
But from beginning to end, Karl ignored the jumping little devil.
"Leave it to me, comrade."
The skeleton seemed to smile, and without saying any more, pressed the red fire directly into Karl's palm.
[No, no, damn it! My last hope! 】
The devil roared unwillingly.
Karl felt the warmth coming from the palm of his hand, and a few scattered but not many memory fragments flashed across. Most of them were battlefield fireworks. It was impossible to tell who was real and who was fake from the artillery fire in front of him. In just a few seconds, Seconds later, it was over.
The skeleton frame completely lost its movement and fell to the ground, scattered into a pile of bones. All that was left was
Carl silently turned over his palm, and on the back of his hand, there was a red The five-pointed star shines brightly.
The power began to replenish, and he was now even able to use some of his power to deal small punishments to the demons.
“Little guy, you don’t want to be my experimental field.”
Listening to Karl’s threats, the little devil was trembling with anger at night.
[This is my last ripple. Just accept it]
The little devil locked in the cage finally gave up the remaining ability that he had been holding on to.
He also has his own plan. At this point, instead of asking for trouble, it is better to bind more. Who knows what abilities the other party inherited from that skeleton. If he really decides to eliminate himself, then everything will be over.
[I am enduring the humiliation, and I am still loyal to the Lord Demon in everything.]
The remaining ability of the demon is very simple, which is simple acceleration, and it becomes Carl's normal speed increase.
Standing up, following the still steady stream of flaming skulls, he entered the battlefield again.
In front of the battlefield, a huge blood-red skeleton giant and a flesh-and-blood monster fought desperately. Several angels harassed them in close combat. Suddenly, a ray of light cut down, and the healing limit of flesh and blood was broken. The monster fell completely, and the monster on top , is the expressionless archangel, the famous Michael.
These angels are just Shiraishi Hang's creations, not living things at all. Considering that it is not possible to make one party directly invincible, he has also made a lot of restrictions, but even so, in the absence of the Demon Lord, the demons below are unable to resist these. Created by angels.
And why is the Demon Lord still hiding behind the door and not coming out?
Actually, I'm afraid.
How come these accidents happen one after another!
First it was the Paladin, and then it was the replica of the giant gate. While he was absorbing the sins of the awakened sleeping souls, a large number of good thoughts that he could not handle were absorbed by the other gate and then released to fight against him.
It would be okay if it only ends here, he can provide bonuses to the devil, but what the hell is this angel!
Why is it like a matryoshka doll, putting it on himself layer by layer? It's like there is an invisible invisible hand that is silently controlling everything. It makes him think carefully and think about it again. In his long memory, the word "angel" has brought him extremely bad experiences. Although he doesn't look like this, he is still under his command
Who is he?
Can’t remember clearly.
I only know deeply that I cannot dwell on it, chant it, or fight against it. I am just a pawn in the opponent's layout of the world and hell, and can be replaced at will.
It was also because he couldn't feel His breath when he recovered that he dared to do things other than these "duties". If He still existed.
No, don't scare yourself, the drastic change should have destroyed the gods, even if Immortality is no exception.
“Lord, what is my name?”
“Devil Lord, rules hell.”
“I dare not call myself Lord.”
"It's just a name. If you say you are, then you are. If you are not, then find someone who is."
The Demon Lord, who was withdrawn from his memory and was still absorbing sins, woke up and was dripping with cold sweat.
"Lord Demon, are you still there? The soul extraction has reached the limit. I have to leave. I hope you can survive." Augustus outside the door looked at the approaching army and was ready Get away.
After squeezing out the last trace of sin, the Demon Lord carefully felt the power at this moment. He knew that this was the peak of power that he could reach now and for a long time to come, although it was still far from the peak. The original self is not a hero but a brave man.
"Come on, let me see if you, the angel imagined by humans, are somewhat real." The Demon Lord looked out the door and walked out slowly.
Outside the door, the last huge flesh-and-blood monster formed around the giant black door is struggling to hold on. Behind it, there are no more teammates to supplement it, but the remaining kindness in the red door opposite is still sufficient, and there are new ones every moment. The Red Skull joins the fray.
The two angels held the holy light blade, passed over the monster, and directly exited the gate.
After absorbing the soul, Augustus put away the fluorescent blue ball without any hesitation. The look in his eyes was unprecedentedly exciting.
"Withdraw." The three of them each showed their magical powers. Since they were not contaminated with much demonic aura, they seemed to have unimpeded access.
Everything that follows has nothing to do with him, soul, soul, eternal life and even the first step to becoming a god. And he, Augustus, will be the first human being to take this step.
The giant black door began to collapse, and the last giant beast of flesh and blood was completely torn into pieces. Victory seemed to be close at hand.
But, a huge hand stretched out from the matching giant door, grabbed one of the angels attacking the door, and ignored the other angel's tickling attack on his arm.
"False creations, just in name."
The Demon Lord's voice was filled with disdain and a hint of relief.
With a gentle exertion of force, the angel immediately turned into gravel and powder, floating in the sky.
Vicci frowned, and the real owner finally appeared.
With a tap of his big hand, the other angel immediately shattered and fell, vulnerable to a single blow.
"Demons can never be killed."
The Demon Lord raised his hands, and a large amount of black mucus began to seep out from the ground, and the bones and slag scattered on the ground began to rise again. Fireworks stood up.
"No, if we don't deal with the demon lord, we won't be able to kill all these skeletons." Vicky looked at the resurgence of the real dead on the ground and looked back.
There, store these hydrogen bombs that can be activated immediately.
If there is no other way, this is the last resort. Even if the palace is destroyed, this devil will not be allowed to walk out alive.
The Fire Red Skulls continued to engage in the battle without a trace of fatigue. Even though there were not many personnel left at the red giant gate behind them, they still had good intentions, but after all, this was not a complete formation, even the formation. The eyes are all temporary replacements, and it is already a miracle that they can last until now.
However, the gate cannot fall down yet. In order for them to come out to help, they must be able to go back and rest in peace.
This was Jeremy's last obsession.
Instant!
The sky seemed to be illuminated for a moment.
But it only lasted for a moment. The next moment, the Demon Lord walked out of the giant door and easily swallowed up the holy light with the darkness that could not penetrate the light.
People looked up and saw that the Demon Lord still looked like a human being. The only difference may be that some insiders discovered that his head changed from two to one, which is deep and bottomless and absorbs all light. black hole.
The archangel came forward and slashed down many rays of holy light, but none of them could escape from the black hole.
"You are a little more presentable." The Demon Lord looked at the Archangel, "But that's all."
Feng——
A huge amount of The black matter, like the energy ejected by a quasar, spurted out from the head of the black hole. Without warning, it immediately penetrated the Archangel. The blood curtain in the sky was stained with a darkness deeper than the night.
After the black light passed, people could vaguely see that the archangel was still emitting a faint light representing tenacity, standing on the spot with his long sword pointed at the sky.
A beam of light burst upwards, hitting the deep night sky, gradually dissolving the darkness that had just been stained, and restoring the faint brightness of the blood curtain.
Subsequently, the statue of the archangel cracked inch by inch and fell to the ground.
“No! Archangel Michael!”
After thinking for a long time, he finally decided to take the priests and sisters out to pray physically. As soon as he walked out, the Patriarch saw such a scene. He screamed heartbreakingly.
Next to her, Jennifer sighed, ready to borrow power and teleport randomly at any time.
In the current situation, she feels that even if Ye Jie can come back in time, there is a high probability that he will not be such a terrifying opponent. If she can defeat this, then her family's sacred objects are too powerful. If her own family also has Just keep this treasure.
I don’t know if Owen has any solution
After taking care of the most “threatening” archangel, the remaining little angels were not painful at all. He didn’t even bother to clean them up and went straight towards the blood-red door. Go.
With every step, countless skeletons were trampled to death, regardless of friend or foe.
Karl looked at the toes of this thing, which were bigger than his own. Although he did not lack the spirit of resistance, was this kind of thing really something he could resist?
[Demon Lord, the supreme Demon Lord, forgive your humble servant, all this is to carry out the order, I did not betray]
The demon in the body trembled, praying constantly, for fear of being betrayed by the Demon Lord A sneeze shocked me to death.
"You are such a greedy devil, you are not even as good as these skeletons." Karl casually smashed the skull of a skeleton trying to stand up, and then continued to deal with the skeletons that kept resurrecting like a mole. .
【I am not afraid of death! 】The little devil argued【All this is for the mission】
“Haha.”
Karl did not continue to taunt.
“Comrade, give me a hand.”
A flaming skull with a broken leg fell to the ground. It can be seen that one of his hands was inserted as a weapon underneath. on a skull.
Karl reached out and pulled him up.
“Your commander——”
Seeing the red star on the back of Karl's hand, the fireworks in the flaming skull's eyes seemed to jump.
“This was left to me by one of your comrades.” Noticing the other party’s concern, Karl explained.
"I understand." The skeleton looked at the demon lord who was getting closer and closer to the giant red door, and then looked back at Karl, "Are you willing to risk your life for the motherland?"
"To be honest, I I hate moral kidnapping. Everyone who died here was fighting for this country. Now I can’t even find the whole body. And I think I have done a lot." Karl looked at the indistinguishable corpses everywhere, feeling dry. Smiling, "But yes, I do, for the motherland."
The skeleton nodded solemnly, broke off a piece of his own bone, and put it in his mouth.
I don’t know how he blew it, but a very penetrating sound came from it.
Karl sounded familiar, it was a charging whistle.
In an instant, all the remaining flaming skeletons seemed to have been summoned, gave up their entanglement, and rushed towards Karl in a swarm. The swaying light spots gathered together like a red torrent.
“Heroes are big figures in every era, and around them, people who are united are also indispensable. You must firmly believe that in a great era, there will always be more good than evil. What is lacking now is a person who can unite The consistent core.”
“So, this is what I serve as, right?”
Karl smiled. Under the crowd, he raised his head again. The originally aloof Demon Lord seemed not so unreachable.
"Okay, then let us overthrow the evil that is above us again."
(End of this chapter)