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Chapter 374 Instantly Become a Demon! Part 2

Chapter 374: Become a demon immediately! (Part 2)

Many students hope that they can get 100% in each subject. Businessmen long to make money every day and be rich. Civil servants hope to have a prosperous official career and rise to the top. Even professional girls hope to receive customers and get weak legs. No matter what kind of industry or field, everyone hopes to have a successful career.

Everyone hopes that they will be promoted steadily and have no disadvantages.

The same is true for Delan, who is strong in rules.

Five years ago, he broke through the ranks and became the third expert in the Holy See to become one of the strongest players in the rules. He thought he would be able to break through the ranks before the age of fifty and be on par with the Holy See's top expert, the Pope. But he failed.

In other words - he overestimated himself and underestimated the height of the threshold of breaking the sky!

Now, when the strongest man of the younger generation displays his might and stands in front of him like a god of war, his flames of war are burning again. His blood boils instantly and his fighting spirit is ignited.

Buzz!

The white sword in his hand that had been washed by the holy light bloomed with astonishing sword intent. He lifted it up gently and entered the masterpiece of time, drawing a beautiful and dazzling sword flower!

Whoosh!

The blade of the sword suddenly struck, and Delan jumped forward suddenly, shouting: "Fight!"

His whole body is wrapped in sword energy, and he is invincible!

Eighteen years ago, when the evil demon full of murderous intent entered the Holy See, Delan, who had barely entered the broken world, also participated in the resistance work. But in front of the super strong man holding the peerless sword Shadow, only

After just one confrontation, he was beaten until he vomited blood and was unable to survive.

He was not the protagonist in that battle, but for Delan, it was the biggest shame in his life. To this day, he wants to avenge his past shame and regain his former pride. Even - he once thought that the reason why

It was precisely because of the humiliation that day that I could never break out of the sky.

He still clearly remembered that when that man with a strong aura of violence stepped into the Holy See, several paladins led by him set up a murderous killing formation, intending to kill the uninvited guest at the door of the Holy See.

But the man nicknamed Evil just glanced at them contemptuously, holding his sword and saying: "Get away."

right.

Just two words!

Not only did it anger the group of paladins who shouldered the responsibility of protecting everyone at that time, it also stung Delan's sensitive heart.

Get out of here?

Do you have this ability!?

Led by Delan, this group of extremely powerful paladins rushed forward to strangle the arrogant man holding the sword. However - when they swooped away, this group of equally proud paladins did not even look.

If you don't know how the uninvited guest will act, you will be defeated!

Five of the eight paladins died and two were seriously injured. Only Delan relied on his sharp reflexes to avoid the demon's sharp edge and retreated to avoid it.

Just a lightning attack.

Just an understatement of crushing.

The Holy Knight, regarded as the strongest defense of the Holy See, was so weak that he was bombarded to pieces, without the ability to fight back.

Delan still vaguely remembered the smell of blood that filled the air and the contempt in the demon's red eyes. It was the most brutal battle in his life, so brutal that he was unable to fight back.

"I said, get out of here."

The man holding the sword stepped forward slowly, and every step seemed to hit Delan hard in the heart. It made her whole body numb and her heart skipped a beat.

It wasn't until the demon stood in front of Delan that he truly felt the extreme strength of the man holding the sword in front of him!

Delan, who had always been proud, did not even dare to look at the man holding the sword in front of him. When the demon said the word "get away" for the second time, Delan moved away with his legs unwillingly. He gave way to this unparalleled man.

Make a way.

That’s right!

Like a puppet, he obeyed the devil's wishes.

That battle left an indelible shadow on the noble Cardinal!

It also became a lifelong knot in his mind that he could not let go of.

Perhaps, this is the real reason why he cannot break out of the sky. After all, how can a strong man with fear break through the way of heaven and break out of the sky?

This battle.

He wants to win.

Win back the self-esteem and pride that you lost back then.

Win back a heaven-shattering realm!

Hoo ho ho!

Delan's sword intent was fierce, like sharp swords shooting at Chu He who was standing there. The murderous intent was revealed!

Keng!

When Delan's sword with white light came straight towards his heart, Chu He flicked his wrist, and the bone sword was like a dragon swimming around with the force of thunder, and he struck it decisively, immediately neutralizing its attack. The next moment, his body

With one move, he stabbed Delan's waist with an expressionless expression, intending to split her in half!



"Use the rules to instantly kill two top-notch masters?" Muse stared meaningfully at Chu He in the church. He was amazed. "Didn't he break out of the way in the battle with Shenhui?"

"According to reliable information, yes." Peter stood quietly next to the Muse, half a step back slightly to show his relationship and identity with the Muse. He said slowly. "Other than him, in that battle, God will be iron

The man with the face also breaks through the path and is promoted to the one with strong rules."

Muse nodded lightly: "He is the first medicine man to step into the realm of rules in a century."

"Father, how far do you think Chu He can go?" Peter asked very curiously.

He is also a strong rule-maker.

He is only twenty-eight years old this year. But he broke through a year ago and advanced to the realm of rules. To a certain extent, his talent in martial arts is no weaker than that of the ascetic.

"How far do you think you can go?" Muse asked.

These words seem to have quite a complicated meaning. But Peter understands. Muse's words are asking - where will you end up in this life? Will you stay in the realm of rules forever like Deran? Or will you one day

Can he break out of the sky and become the one who can call the wind and rain?

"Father, you once said that the so-called realm of rules is to control your own rules and be invincible within your own domain. Even if you are both in the realm of rules, there is a huge gap." Peter said unhurriedly.

His eyes fell on Chu He and Delan who were fighting fiercely, but he said slowly, "A rule strong person who completely masters his own rules. He is enough to kill his opponent who is also a strong rule person in an instant."

"What about Chuhe?" Muse then asked.

"He has understood the rules." Peter said sincerely. "But he finally broke out. The time was too short."

"Short?" Muse laughed.

Smiling like a breeze.

He shook his head slightly, then lit a cigarette elegantly, pursed his lips and said: "The Huangpu angler has not taken action for thirty years. In that year, he claimed to be invincible under the rules. Do you know what invincible under the rules means?"

"Under the rules, he is number one in the world." Peter explained it literally.

Muse shook his head and said solemnly: "The two old monsters in China who are nearly two hundred years old together have emerged from the sky thirty years ago. Their strength is unpredictable and no one knows. But in that year

, that day, they met Huangpu anglers by chance. But they did not dare to fight."

"Don't you dare?" Peter frowned and said in disbelief. "Father, you once said that the difference in realm is a gap that is irreparable. No matter how strong a person with broken paintings is, he cannot compete with a person with strong rules."

"But if this painting-breaking expert has the ability to break through, how should we judge?" Muse shook his head slightly and said. "The Huangpu angler ranked among the strong rules thirty years ago, but never again.

I have been fishing for thirty years. Theoretically speaking, he is still in the realm of rules. But I can tell you that even if Di Tian, ​​the most powerful man in China in the Shenhui, met him, he would not dare to provoke him easily."

Peter's scalp was numb and he said: "You mean - if he doesn't take action, he is still just a strong man with rules. But once he takes action -"

"If you take action, you will break the sky." Muse said concisely and clearly, but with unparalleled domineering power.

If you take action, it will break the sky!

Peter suddenly yearned for the old man who had been fishing by the river for thirty years.

How dazzling is he? How enigmatic is he?

"Chuhe broke through a few days ago. Theoretically speaking, he is absolutely incomparable to Delan. But Delan has a fatal weakness." Muse narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the pair of strong men fighting fiercely under the tower.

"What weakness?" Peter asked curiously.

What Muse said now will definitely play a great role in his future pursuit of the truth. Therefore, he listened carefully and carefully, hoping to gain something.

"I pursue the realm too much and ignore the meaning of the realm itself." Muse said calmly.

"Broken World. It's called domineering. But it just separates from ordinary masters. Broken Painting is a starting point for understanding oneself, or in other words, jumping out of the original cognition and moving towards a brand new world. The rules are to have one's own domain.

Defeat the enemy by your own rules."

"Where's Po Tian?" Peter asked.

"The clear meaning is to break through the sky and explore the way of heaven." Muse said slowly. "That is, to become a master in the sky list drawn up by those two immortal old monsters."

"So everything is man-made?" Peter asked. "Because those two old monsters have the power to break the sky. So they created the word breaking the sky?"

"You can say that." Muse nodded and stared at the increasingly fierce battle situation under the tower.

"Where is the queen who breaks the sky?" Muse asked with a slightly trembling voice.

The one who breaks the sky.

It is already the limit of what he knows.

Above the sky?

It's hard for him to imagine. His world view also makes it impossible to think about everything above the sky.

"Each realm is a breakthrough, or transformation, of the body. Every time a realm is advanced, the potential that can be developed becomes smaller. The word "breaking the world" appeared in the world a hundred years ago. Then gradually created broken paintings, rules,

Words such as breaking the sky, but a hundred years have passed, and no one has created newer words. So the two old monsters agreed that breaking the sky is the limit that the human body can bear. No matter how high it is, it may be what the Chinese martial arts books say.

The most famous four words."

"What four words?" Peter asked.

"Obsessed." Muse said every word.

When a machine exceeds its load limit, it will crash.

When a man overdraws all his essence, he will also die from exhaustion.

Things must go to the extreme, so whether it is a machine or a human being, when it exceeds the highest peak it can bear, it will perish. So in the eyes of those two old monsters, breaking the sky is the limit that humans can reach. So - step on

Enter Potian. You are invincible!

"I suddenly thought of a question." Peter stared at the ferocious and twisted Chu River under the tower, ready to move. "If you try to break through the limits of your body, you will go crazy. If you break through the limits of your own realm crazily, what will it be like?"

When your food intake is only one bowl of rice, you will be full after eating two bowls. What if you eat three or four bowls?

Muse's eyes lit up, and her pale but fairy-like face showed unprecedented shock, and she murmured to herself: "I can also be possessed -"



Chuhe has the rules of Chuhe.

Teresa also has Teresa's rules.

Everything in the world has its own points, and naturally it also has its own rules. Ligers use their ferocious fangs and sharp claws to kill food, while pythons rely on their terrifying entanglement to strangle food. These are their rules.

Delante pursues improvement in realm, but neglects to understand his own rules. But even so, years of accumulation still gave him a thorough understanding of his own rules.

What about Chuhe?

He can't.

He was barely able to break the path. Even though many years of combat experience could give him a certain advantage, facing Delan who had broken the path for five years, he was still a little weaker in understanding the rules.

Therefore, this battle in Chuhe was very hard and frustrating.

Until the seeds of hatred in my heart continue to take root, sprout, and become deep-rooted!

He has changed!

He changed his use of the rules!

It was as if he had thoroughly understood his own rules. He actually used a completely different attack method than before!

Whoosh!

A scarlet red light glowed on the pale bone sword. It was as if blood had flowed through it, as if it had been stirred in red paint. It was particularly dazzling and shocking!

Keng!

The swords touched each other. Delan's tightly clenched arms suddenly loosened. He suddenly smelled an extremely dangerous aura, and immediately took two steps back, staring warily at Chu He, whose eyes were red and his breath was as heavy as an old cow.

Very surprised.

What happened to him?

Did he realize something again and become stronger?

Snap.

The ferocious-looking Chu He moved slightly. His bones crackled as if they were undergoing transformation. His tongue rolled up the blood on his lips. He slightly raised his eyes that were so scarlet that the whites of his eyes could not be seen, and said in a hoarse and solemn voice: "Come again.

.”

A monstrous desire to kill spewed out from his heart, making him tremble with excitement. His facial muscles were distorted. It was extremely terrifying!

call out!

The bone sword rushed away like a ray of red light. Chu He changed his usual behavior and actually bit away like a ferocious lion, roaring like a wild beast!

That’s right!

He seemed to have lost his humanity, and there was no rationality in his eyes. Only murderous intent remained. It was as if he was immersed in endless killing and unable to extricate himself. Even the most basic reason was completely wiped out.

Keng!

The swords' edges collided again. As soon as Delan met, he took a few steps back. He was extremely shocked!

What's going on?

Why has he become so incomprehensible and so powerful?

This is simply not the strength that Chu He can possess! Even if he is a master of rules, there is no way he can be so terrifying in front of him!

Whoosh!

The bone sword stabbed Delan again and again, forcing Delan, who had the advantage, into a blind corner. He had no power to fight back!

"Don't take action yet!"

Delan roared in fear. The priest standing behind Chu He took action and stabbed Chu He in the back.

This person was ready to strike with an earth-shattering blow. The sword tip actually sent out a penetrating sword roar. It was unstoppable!

He stabbed Chu He in the back. Chu He, however, seemed to be irrational and stabbed towards Delan without looking back. One person and one sword. Delan took action at the critical moment, trying to resist Chu He's violent sword.

Keng!

The swords of Delanfu and Chuhe collided. The tiger's mouth was suddenly torn apart, and scarlet blood splashed out. The sharp sword was released in response and fell to the ground!

Phew!

The bone sword entered the throat and immediately pierced Delan's throat.

Chu He, who had no reason to turn around and only relied on his body's reaction, lost the ability to resist. He suddenly reached forward with one hand and grabbed the priest's sword savagely.

Phew!

How could the cleric who was one of the strongest in rules be able to block so easily the ready attack?

The long sword penetrated Chu He's palm. The force remained unabated and pierced his sternum fiercely. Two clusters of snowflakes burst out in succession. Gorgeous and magical!

The palm of his hand was pierced, and his chest was also pierced. Chu He, who fell into madness, just laughed ferociously, and the pierced palm suddenly tightened, and he tightly grasped the long sword that he had not grasped before. Suddenly,

Pulling, he took back the long sword from the hands of the astonished priest. The bone sword of his right arm suddenly slashed forward, straight towards the priest's face.

"retreat."

boom!

A word like thunder rang out in the church.

Above the sky, a dark gray figure crashed to the ground like a missile. It stood between the two of them. With a flick of his finger, Chu He's powerful and heavy sword was instantly pushed away. Just when Chu He was about to swing again

The sword slashed away. The dark gray figure actually kicked in the air. It seemed easy and freehand, but it actually kicked Chu He, who was 1.85 meters tall, ten meters away and hit the wall of the church hard.

.Knocked down a large piece of wood.

Phew!

Chu He, whose face was covered in blood, could no longer distinguish his facial features. He fell heavily to the ground and vomited a pool of blood. However, he seemed not to feel the rolling of his internal organs and the severe pain all over his body. He actually stood up again!

He stood up. Like a fighting machine that knew no pain or tiredness, he stood up resolutely without even frowning.

The long sword penetrated the palm of his hand and went straight into his chest. The awkward posture affected Chu He's actions. He slowly raised his right arm holding the sword's edge, grasped the sword's edge in his palm, and cut the long sword that penetrated his chest inch by inch.

The sword was drawn from the palm of his hand.

Phew——

Hiss, hiss—

With the continuous pulling of the sword, blood burst out from the chest and palms, like killing a pig, and the blood flow continued!

His actions shocked the priest who stabbed him, and also caused an uncontrollable chill to run through his body.

This young man is so crazy!

Doesn't he know pain?

Isn't he afraid of death?

Judging from his appearance, it seems that he is not planning to stop until he kills all the masters in the Holy See?

This is no longer a simple matter of life and death. It is a fearless spirit. A kind of madness that will not stop until death!

In fact, Chu He has massacred hundreds of people since he madly entered the church. Especially in the church, he also killed six holy knights. Two were top-notch experts, and one was a rule expert.

cardinal——

But he is just a strong man with rules!

How could he have such terrifying strength?

And how?

Whoosh!

The ferocious-looking Chu He struggled to pull out the long sword from his palm. With a pool of blood spurting out like a fountain, Chu He flicked his wrist, and the long sword that originally belonged to the priest suddenly appeared in the sky.

The little old man shot away.

As soon as the sword came out, the short old man waved his arm to catch it, threw it back gently, and said calmly: "Go away."

Go away.

This was said to the clergyman behind him. After hearing this, the clergyman mustered up the courage to say: "Your Holiness, I am okay."

"No need." The little old man shook his head. "He is possessed."

Obsessed!

That's right, Chuhe is possessed!

He has followed the rules. But he has messed up the rules!

He may become stronger. But he is already possessed!

The priest's body trembled slightly, and he looked in disbelief at Chu He, who had his head slightly lowered, and his whole body seemed to be in a state of selflessness. He whispered slightly at the corner of his lips: "Yes, Your Majesty the Pope."

If this person has become possessed, even if he loses one of his hands, he is still a great threat to him. What's more, Chu He just killed De Lan, a true rule master!

He raised the edge of his sword and backed away slowly. His eyes showed respect and awe to the Pope.

He knew what the Pope meant.

Delan is dead. The Holy See has only him who is strong in rules - or in other words, on the side of the Pope, he is the only one who is strong in rules. If he dies too, there will be no one left under the Pope's banner. Today

In the First World War, the Holy See had suffered heavy losses. The Pope lowered his arrogance and took action, which shows how distressed he was.

Snap.

Snap.

Blood dripped down his fingers and fell to the ground. However, Chu He's grip on the sword did not waver. He slowly raised it and stared at the short old man ferociously and without instinct. He said hoarsely: "Kill——"



"Father -" Peter looked back at Muse, who still looked calm, with a little hesitation, and said with a little hesitation. "Should we take action?"

"Take action?" Muse smiled indifferently. "Are you afraid that the Pope cannot defeat Chu He?"

"Not really," Peter said. "Even if Chuhe is at his peak, I'm afraid he won't be enough to beat the Pope."

"Then you want to take action?" Muse asked.

"He is the Pope after all." Peter said helplessly.

"I spent five years in federal prison." Muse said meaningfully. "Did he take action?"

Peter was stunned. Then he changed the subject and said, "Father, Chu He went crazy this time. Will it have any impact on him in the future?"

"It will definitely happen." Muse said slowly. "At the least, it will delay the time of breaking the sky. At the most, it will -"

At this point, Muse suddenly smiled and said: "The prerequisite for us to discuss these is that Chuhe can survive today."

The Pope took action. No one ever survived.

Muse has been fighting with the Pope for more than ten years, and has never doubted this. The strength of this Pope is so unpredictable that Muse has never really understood it. But no matter what, he knows that Chu He narrowly escaped death today. Unless——

"Such a good opponent." Peter said with some regret. "It would be a pity if he died like this."



roar!

With a downcast face, Chu He let out a low roar, exuding a majestic murderous aura. With his scarlet and lusterless eyes, he raised the edge of the sword and stabbed the short old man ferociously. If he didn't succeed, he would die!

Because he was covered in blood, he moved like a bloody ray of light. He was not affected by his injuries at all. He attacked the short old man so quickly and cunningly, with the momentum of thunder and overwhelming momentum!

The short old man is around 1.7 meters tall. Not to mention those countries in the West where the average height is higher than that in the East. Even in China, he is definitely a small man. But this man is not only the leader of Catholic believers around the world, but also the leader who controls the Vatican.

As for strength - even Muse, who has been fighting with him for more than ten years, does not dare to attack him easily, because he knows that once this short pope makes a move, he has never missed it so far!

Eighteen years!

The Pope has not taken action for eighteen years. Now, is he going to take action against Chu He?

Buzz!

The sword edge was directly in front of his face, and Chu He's face was filled with a ferocious smile, as if the only meaning of life was killing. And killing this short and powerful old man in front of him was the happiest thing in the world.

He struck out with his sword, but there was no room for maneuver.

But then, when the sword edge approached the door, the Pope, who had not made a move in eighteen years, moved!

As soon as the Pope moved, there was a crackling sound in the air. It was as if the air factor also jumped because of his movements. He became crazy!

call out!

The Pope's body did not leave any trace visible to the naked eye in the air. He left the place out of thin air and then appeared in front of Chuhe!

Snap!

A palm was slapped on Chu He's chest. The latter's chest suddenly stagnated, and a strong smell of blood immediately emerged from his throat. Even his eyes and nose were filled with scarlet blood due to the violent internal shock.

Phew!

A ball of blood from the mouth sprayed violently on the old man's face under the control of Chu He. The latter disappeared out of thin air again and appeared on his back.

Bang!

Click.

The sound of his back bones exploding suddenly sounded. Even though Chu He had excellent balance, he couldn't help but fly forward when he was injured. Then he fell heavily to the ground, his face covered with blood after the collision. It was so tragic!

"Uh-"

Blood kept pouring out of Chuhe's mouth, as if he had suffered severe internal injuries. His whole body spasmed violently, and he let out a very low roar, like a wild beast trying to break free from its cage.

"Hoho-"

He was beaten with bruises all over his body, many bones were broken, and two days and one night of bleeding and sleeplessness put his spirit and body on the verge of absolute collapse.

He wanted to get up.

His hands kept supporting the ground, trying to get up from the ground.

But every time he propped up his body, he would quickly fall down again. There was nothing he could do.

Because his left hand was penetrated, he could no longer use his strength at this moment. Therefore, he relied on his right arm and forehead to support his body.

finally--

After many attempts, he stood up with difficulty. His scarlet eyes were filled with murderous intent. He held the bone sword stained red with blood and said frantically: "Kill..."

kill?

He didn't even have the strength to walk. Every breath he took seemed to be his last. How could he still have the strength to kill the Pope who stood at the top of the world?

But he wants to kill.

Because they killed the most important aunt in their lives!

Because they destroyed the entire world of Chuhe!

kill!

Kill these beasts, kill these unscrupulous beasts.

kill!!

"kill!!!"

Chu He opened his mouth and roared, blood and tears streaming from his eyes.

His feeble struggle could no longer intimidate anyone. Everyone only thought this man was pathetic, pathetic, and hateful.

He killed all the Paladins, destroyed the Holy See's defense line, and beheaded the Pope's top general. He sealed the throat of Cardinal Teresa with one sword.

Today, he must die!

"Kill him."

The Pope said calmly and indifferently.

As soon as he finished speaking, the priest who was waiting at the side thrust his sword and stabbed Chu He in the throat, who was on the verge of falling and it was extremely difficult to even stand up straight!

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[Author's digression]: Sorry, sorry, sorry, this is yesterday's update. I will update it early tonight. I'm 100% sorry.


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