685 The True Purpose of the Three Demon Gods (Part 1)
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"The time is just right!"
"The door to the underworld has been opened, the River Styx has appeared, and the barrier between the two worlds has been stabilized. The era of entering the underworld has arrived!"
Boom~
Baal suddenly raised his head to the sky and roared, his voice rolling away in all directions, and endless undead aura spurted out from all parts of his body, continuously, and gradually formed a huge undead storm.
The huge undead storm swept across the Styx, swept through endless skeletons, swept away demons, and finally converged on the huge black sun floating in the sky.
Suck~
The magic net violently swallowed the power of death, and the huge black magic net gradually changed its color. First, mottled white appeared, and then these white spots gradually expanded, but compared to the body of the magic net sun, these spots were too small, almost
Ignore it, even if you don't look carefully, you can't see it clearly.
"Damn it, who are you? Who are you? How could you resist the erosion of the power of death!"
"Ahhhh~"
"I don't believe it, I don't believe it!"
As Barr spit out the power of the undead, the black figure belonging to the God of Death was actually pulled out of Barr's body inch by inch. No matter how hard he struggled, it was to no avail. He could only watch his body that had finally been corroded go away from him.
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Moreover, the most important thing is that he can't move now. The huge black death scythe that originally belonged to him, one of the three underworld weapons, is still staying behind Barr and not following him.
They escaped from Baal's body together, were they forcibly imprisoned by Baal?
"impossible!"
"Ming Si, come into my hands!"
The God of Death roars, calling for the Underworld Scythe. As long as he holds the Underworld Scythe again. Holding this mysterious three underworld weapons, his strength will recover, surpassing the present in one fell swoop, breaking the embarrassment of being imprisoned, and even killing Baal.
He regained this body that belonged to him.
However, the underworld scythe remained motionless, without any reflection, as if dead.
"this......"
"No. I don't believe it!"
The strength of the God of Death comes from the Scythe of the Underworld. This weapon created the God of Death and has been with him for hundreds of thousands of years. He does not believe that he, like the weapon of the other half of his life, would abandon him.
"Damn it, it must be you, it must be you!"
| "Return the Underworld Scythe to me!"
The God of Death was struggling fiercely. At this moment, he no longer cared about why he was expelled from that body, nor why Bale was completely dead. But he did not turn into an undead, as if nothing happened.
He now wants to take back the Underworld Scythe!
"Netherworld Scythe?"
"Is this what you're talking about?"
Barr raised his head, looked at the God of Death who had been completely pulled out of his body with indifferent eyes, and asked.
"If you want it, I'll give it to you!"
Without waiting for the God of Death to answer, Barr suddenly pulled out the scythe from his back. The huge scythe was four to five meters long in total, and he threw the scythe to the God of Death without even looking.
"you......"
The God of Death was stunned and couldn't understand why the sickle returned to his hand so easily?
"Haha, stupid guy. You don't know the preciousness of the Dark Scythe at all. You let me take back the weapon so easily. Die, damn guy, I will cherish your body!"
The God of Death suddenly laughed wildly, raised his scythe, and a majestic power suddenly emerged from his body. Then with a slight exertion, the power that imprisoned his body suddenly broke. He laughed and raised his scythe and slashed directly at Barr!
Bang~
An earth-shattering sound.
I saw the God of Death screaming and being beaten to pieces by Baal's fist, and the scythe that originally attacked Baal reappeared behind Baal.
The scythe made a buzzing sound, and also emitted a pale death light.
He seemed very dissatisfied.
"Damn it, what's going on, what's going on!"
"Why doesn't Ming Siyan attack you?"
"I knew it, I knew it, how could it be possible to take back the Underworld Scythe so easily. Damn demons, they are indeed cunning and treacherous people!"
The God of Death was once again imprisoned by Baal. Without his scythe, he was actually weaker than the average god-king. All his strength came from this scythe. In fact, his own strength was not very strong.
The Death Scythe of the Underworld contains the ultimate power, the powerful power of death judgment. Those injured by it will never recover from their wounds and will continue to die. The death judgment can only completely turn living creatures into death.
Only the emotionless souls can stop this ability that is like an eternal curse.
The god king who was injured by the god of death at the beginning could not resist this power of death, and could only slow down the speed of death erosion. In the end, most of his energy was involved in the power of death, and another god king found an opportunity to take advantage of it.
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Therefore, it is very scary to be injured by the death force of the underworld's scythe. Of course, some minor injuries are fine, but people like Baal, who have completely transformed into an undead body, still have their own spirits and emotions, and they don't seem to have any.
It was too weird to be slightly injured but not changed at all by the power of death.
"what happened?"
Barr tilted his head and looked at the God of Death with interest.
The pale external skeleton gradually transformed into black. Eventually, his body and the scales outside his body turned into pure black, with a mysterious white pattern on the outside.
"The power of death is indeed very powerful!"
"Even I have to be extremely careful in the face of such top-notch power. But as long as he is still the power of this universe, he will be suppressed and involved by the universe. No matter how powerful he is, it will not help!"
"After all, its essence is not beyond the rules of this universe!"
"But the power I possess cannot be suppressed by the rules of this universe!"
"Do you recognize this thing?"
Baal pointed to the white pattern on his forehead. He saw that the regular mark that was originally the pattern of the power of death was transformed into destruction bit by bit, and then transformed into a more mysterious and profound state of chaos bit by bit, like a ball of chaotic flames.
Finally, the flame disappeared, and there was nothing inside.
But when the God of Death looked at it, there was nothing, but it seemed as if everything existed, such as destruction, darkness, time, fear, cause and effect...
Ever-changing, non-existent. Yet present.
Not living is life, not likeness is death, neither death nor birth is like living, but also like death.
It's like a world is evolving in the blank lines on Baal's forehead, and it's like the universe ends in it, and chaos is annihilating everything.
I don’t know why. The God of Death was immersed in it, as if he had understood something, but he didn’t seem to catch anything!
"this is......"
Diavolo also looked at the strange scenery on Baal's forehead in surprise, as if there was something deeply attracting him. He saw the huge power of time and space in it, and saw the application of various power of time and space.
I saw that the power of time and space had multiplied to its extreme, and after it reached its peak, it was extinguished and transformed into another wonderful power of time and space.
Unknowingly, he felt that the power of time and space, which he thought he had comprehended to the extreme, was increasing at an extremely slow speed, surpassing the limitations of the avenue and the rules of this universe.
Evolving towards the rules of time and space of chaos and nothingness.
Boom~
The luster of the avenue behind him came straight down, and Diavolo actually controlled more than his own breath, drawing down the brilliance of the avenue at once.
Similarly, Mephisto saw endless destruction, the destructive power that multiplied to the top, and finally multiplied into...
"I see, is this the ultimate destructive power?"
"Have the power to break through the limitations of the heavens and the world, have the power to confront the will of the universe!"
"And the destruction after the ultimate is so, so beautiful, so moving, but who could have imagined that this was caused by destruction?"
Mephisto was deep in thought, the magic pattern of destruction on his forehead was constantly changing, and finally turned into a bright, beautiful, and moving blue flower!
The lightning on Diavolo's forehead disappeared, and the power of chaotic time and space spread out, mixed with the power of mysterious fear. His pattern was a black droplet-shaped pattern, and there seemed to be a figure in the pattern.
In the lightning world, dense lightning crackled and shook the whole world.
However, no one paid attention to Diavolo's strange behavior.
No demon paid attention to Mephisto's weirdness.
Because all demons, all demon kings, even the God of Death and the Demonic Network, are in an inexplicable state.
In fact, the understanding came not only from looking at the magical runes on Baal's forehead, but also from Baal, the founder of the Burning Legion and the most powerful foundation among the three demon gods. His strength has increased unknowingly!
So whether it was Mephisto, Diavolo, or even the demons of the Burning Legion, each of them began to improve involuntarily, and their strength further expanded!
Boom~
The flames of destruction burn wildly.
Hiltier, the commander of the Burning Legion and the Destruction Team, known as the first queen of the fairies, was the first to start her promotion! The aura soaring to the sky was overwhelming and moving in all directions.
The faint glory of the avenue appeared behind her!
Half-step Demon Lord!
"I am the Fairy Queen!"
Her demonic sound resounded throughout the heaven and earth, and even countless beings in the distant divine realm were awakened. But no one dared to pay attention to the situation here.
Click~
A bolt of space-time lightning that seemed to be able to shatter the universe fell from the sky.
Crocia, the Fifth Sea Queen of the Burning Legion and the Grand Commander of the Time and Space Team, with the title of Time Witch, began to advance in the ranks following the Fairy Queen Hiltier!
Another half-step demon lord!
"I am the Witch of Time and Space!"
Boom~
The blue flames of destruction began to contend with the Chamber of Flames of Destruction.
"Haha, two sisters, why are you so anxious? How about waiting for me!"
Agatha, the leader of the destruction team, smiled softly, and her aura suddenly began to increase rapidly.
"We can't let the three witches be more beautiful than before, otherwise the outside world will think that the Burning Legion has fallen into a world ruled by women!"
The Prince of Fear and the ancient demon warlock Gul'dan looked at each other, their eyes full of desire to try!
At the same moment, there were countless demon kings, tens of thousands of legends, densely packed realm lords, and sky-level demons, all of which began to break through.
However, this is not the most important thing, the most important thing is~
"The real moment has come!"
"The most correct time, the most perfect body, the power of promotion beyond all~"
"With the power of the underworld!"
"The obstacles blocking our way forward must be shattered!"
"destroy!"
Baal looked up to the sky and roared!
"destroy!"
Mephisto also raised his head, his eyes fierce!
"Crush all obstacles!"
"The Way of the Demon Lord!"
"Promotion!"
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