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Five hundred and ninetieth nine chapters dead end

A cruel battle seems to have come to an end. Just like a bison being bled by wolves, the besieged devil general has turned into a bloody man. His huge and deformed body is covered with wounds, and the red blood is constantly flowing in the ashes furnace.

of metal streets.↗,

The young tiefling warrior Alsven showed joy. He was able to kill a famous devil boss so easily. What an honor and honor it was. He could already see the day when he would rise to fame and return to his hometown...

"The Great Demon God will be proud of me, and maybe he will choose me as his attendant..."

His blood was boiling at the thought of being able to bask in the glory of the Great Demon God. As a mixed-blood demon who had experienced hundreds of years in the abyss, he had never had the slightest affection for his "relatives" after experiencing countless humiliations.

In the eyes of devils, these mixed-blood descendants are both weak and lack potential. The blood of demon descendants is naturally suppressed by the residents of the abyss. When a pure-blooded devil meets a tiefling, it is normal for him to become a bastard. Random insults and torture are just a matter of course.

Daily fun.

But except for a very small number of tiefling gathering places, devils and demons are the most common inhabitants of the abyss. Alsven has lost count of how many demons and demons he has suffered. Now that he has the opportunity to kill a bloody general with his own hands, what will happen?

What a privilege and honor!

Shahrol's body was covered with ice spears and ice arrows, almost becoming a human-shaped target for arrows. The most dangerous injury penetrated directly through his right eye, and the hole was still flowing with pus and blood. If

If the devil's vitality was not strong enough, he should have died long ago.

But at this moment, an ice arrow turned around, penetrated from the blind angle of his right eye, and suddenly penetrated into Sharol's remaining left eye. This time, he was truly blind.

"...Sharol, I, Alswin Dimo, have accepted your head!"

There was a loud roar. Alswin jumped in the air. The opportunity for the carp to jump over the dragon's gate was right in front of him. How could he miss it? The man before had indeed said that he could not get close without permission. But Salol was blind, so he let go of such a good opportunity.

After that, how can you become famous?

Even if they are teammates who get along well, how can they give up this fatal blow and the opportunity to kill someone else!

"Wen Na from my hometown is still waiting for me in my hometown. When I become successful, I will go back to my hometown to marry her... Hey, that headless corpse looks familiar. What are Casio and the others shouting..."

"Alsven!"

"...Call me? I...I'm dead?"

The head in the air fell to the ground, but the head that lay still there was not Sarol's head. With his shocked face, the tiefling warrior obviously did not believe that he was dead.

The tiefling warrior who planned to deal a fatal blow was turned into a headless corpse with blood spurting out. Instead, he was killed by Sarol in one blow.

"Hehe, this is the first one..."

Where the devil's eyes were, there were only two big holes that penetrated people, but Sarol instead smiled happily. He used the tip of his curved tongue to lick his dwarf-like skinny and deformed right hand, which was still hot with the enemy.

of blood.

He squinted his eyes, as if he was satisfied with the taste of blood, and his relaxed demeanor did not conceal his contempt for the enemy.

And when he opened his eyes again, his eyes had completely regenerated, and his dim pupils were full of pride.

"It's indeed a trap. But that guy..."

The sudden and unexpected attrition made me want to cry.

Didn't you agree to surround them and slowly consume them? How could this guy just give away his head so simply? Even if you really thought that the other party was blind and planned a sneak attack. Why did you shout when you rushed forward? Was it because you felt it wasn't fair enough? Or were you worried about Salol?

Can't grasp your position?

Demons and devils have very strong regeneration abilities. The higher the level of devils, the harder it is to die. Although these "ice arrows" and "ice spears" are made of extremely cold ice, they will not be destroyed by Sarol just after touching them.

The ability is destroyed, but they are just "ice weapons". There is no special effect to prevent regeneration.

The strongest member of Casio's team is probably the Fallen Angel, but it is only equivalent to the peak of the Holy Order. It is still far away from truly becoming an epic, and the gap with Sarol is even greater.

"If Adam were here..."

The lethality of the weapon is directly linked to the strength of the owner. The ice sword was used by Adam, and what is broken now is probably Sharol's head, but if it is used by this group of adventurers, it can probably draw some blood and pierce the skin.

, unable to cause fatal injuries, and I didn't expect them to be able to kill Sharol. The previous task was just to harass him in circles after I found out that he had no long-range attack capabilities.

What if Sharol has long-range attack capabilities? Don't tell me that I won't summon these little guys into battle, I will run away myself, but Xiaohong's battle with him revealed his information.

Looking at it now, even though Shaluol was covered in blood and in a very embarrassed state, it was probably an illusion that he was trying to lure people into taking the bait. I have already mentioned the possibility that asking them to be punished would be too greedy for merit, but some people did it so easily.

Taken the bait.

Teammates died like this in front of them. Even though they were all experienced warriors, Casio and the others were still obviously shaken. They made many mistakes when their hands and feet trembled and their minds wandered. Sometimes, they were even half a second slower.

The difference between life and death.

What's even more terrible is that the unexpected death of this soldier caused obvious flaws in the encirclement.

"We are running out of arrows..."

The Extremely Cold Ice is all in stock from that year, and the quantity is not too much. I didn’t prepare many sets for single use. Casio uses it like an iron arrow, and the consumption is even greater.

Plans can never keep up with changes. Perhaps, when it is discovered that Thanatis is actually the true form of the battle, the original plan has been completely changed.

"clang!"

The ice sword and the battle ax intersected again, and this time, the devil's serrated battle ax was frozen. It seemed that I had to make up for it myself.

"Roland!"

Sarol's roar was still in my ears, but I shook the hilt of the ice sword in my hand, which had turned into dozens of pieces, and threw it away and replaced it with a new one.

In that moment of fighting, the guy actually swung nine axes, and physical supersonic speed seemed to be normal.

Sarol was hiding really deep. The deformed and strong left side of his body was astonishingly powerful, while the deformed right side of his body, which was regarded as a failed mutation, was incredibly fast.

Weird body, weird balance, bug-like special abilities, unpredictable attack methods, and an attack ability that kills with one hit. It’s no wonder that this guy is not the king of devils, but he still has the reputation of being “invincible in hand-to-hand combat with gods below.”

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I don't have much time left. The battle over there is getting more and more intense. The huge Abyss God of War is already destroying the entire battlefield. Perhaps, I should have made up my mind earlier.

"System, Rasnina's cursed stone is pledged to you, exchange it for me for 'that'!" (To be continued.)


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