An Qingyu carried a black coffin on his back and glanced at the two four-winged angels and three four-winged demons in front of him, his expression extremely ugly.
The dense ghost demons surrounded him in the air like a tide, and the sharp and strange laughter continued one after another. He was like a prey trapped in a cage, and there were five tigers in the cage at the same time.
A white shadow flew quickly from a distance, crashed into one of the black-winged demons, and suddenly twisted around. The dark wings seemed to turn into blades, slashing towards the neck of the angel beside him.
The angel's reaction speed was extremely fast, and he avoided the attack on one side of his body. It was this brief distraction that created a small gap in the encirclement.
An Qingyu narrowed his eyes and seized the opportunity to fly out, but the other two demons flapped their wings and stopped in front of him at an almost instantaneous speed.
Just as Jiang Er was about to repeat his old trick, a bright white beam of light fell from the sky and accurately shone on the top of her head!
Jiang Er, who was in the form of a magnetic field, avoided the attacks of several demons as if she were nothing, but was trapped in mid-air by the light pillar. She was like a fish trapped in a fish tank. No matter which direction she floated, she could not leave the light pillar at all!
"Jiang'er!"
An Qingyu narrowed his eyes and suddenly raised his head to look at the sky.
I saw one of the six-winged seraphs pointing in the sky above Jiang Er, and the white beam of light was released from his fingertips.
An Qingyu carried the black coffin on his back and rushed towards the direction of the light pillar. However, several four-winged demons arrived in front of him in an instant and attacked at the same time, leaving a series of hideous wounds on An Qingyu's body.
An Qingyu spit out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards.
After seriously injuring An Qingyu, these four-winged demons quietly hovered in the air and did not continue to attack. Then a steady stream of resentful demons came from all directions, stacked on An Qingyu's body like a mountain of flesh, like
A meat cage completely suppressed it.
"Jiang...er..."
An Qingyu stared at Jiang Er in the light beam, and his voice became weaker and weaker.
…
boom--!
The explosion in the sky brought Shen Qingzhu's consciousness back to reality. He suddenly looked away from the origin of hell, his back already soaked with sweat.
He followed the direction of the sound and looked towards the sky, witnessing with his own eyes Jiang Er being trapped in a pillar of light by Seraphim, and An Qingyu being suppressed by terrifying mountains of flesh.
Several huge six-winged seraphs and six-winged fallen angels looked down at this scene like gods. Their eyes were closed tightly, and only the insect eyes in the center of their eyebrows were squirming slightly. One of the fallen angels raised his palm and pressed it gently.
Jiang Er, who was trapped in the beam of light, seemed to be completely obliterating it here.
"Oops……"
At the edge of the blood pool, Lin Qiye held a knife and a sword in his hand, and was retreating steadily under the siege of the four-winged demon.
He also saw this scene in the sky, but at this time, he had been seriously injured and was on the verge of death, and his way was completely blocked by the four-winged demon. Even if he wanted to save Jiang Er and An Qingyu, he was powerless.
Shen Qingzhu's fists clenched uncontrollably.
Gurgling blood flowed out of his body, and the wounds on his abdomen were constantly depriving him of life, and even his consciousness began to blur.
He covered the wound with one hand, and vaguely, as his consciousness gradually became chaotic, a thought flashed through his mind like lightning!
He seemed to have thought of something, and once again his eyes fell on the black crystal floating in the blood pool next to him.
"...the origin of the divine system is the foundation that carries the Kingdom of God, and is also the center of control of the Kingdom of God..."
The words Lin Qiye said echoed in Shen Qingzhu's heart again. His eyes were fixed on the origin of hell, and the deepest desire in his heart, as if aroused by the devil, kept driving him, step by step towards the origin of hell.
.
This thing is the center of hell. If it is destroyed, the entire Kingdom of God will be destroyed...
What if you try to control it yourself?
Does holding the center of the Kingdom of God in his hand mean that he has the qualifications to open the "door" to leave?
Shen Qingzhu resisted the temptation of the origin of hell while trying to think in his heart. In the end, he could hardly tell whether the idea came to him himself or whether it was the origin that tempted him to think of it.
He stared at the origin of hell, and a voice vaguely echoed in his ears:
"Don't you want them to live?"
"Don't you want power?"
"Don't you want to be a dragster anymore?"
"...touch me...become one with me...and you can get everything you want."
"Accept me, and I...will fulfill all your wishes."
Shen Qingzhu's eyes gradually became hollow. He stepped on the ice and walked step by step to the front of the black crystal, like a puppet being hung up. His movements were extremely stiff.
As Shen Qingzhu approached, the surface of the black crystal floating in the blood pool actually flowed with shining black light. It kept trembling in the blood pool, shaking away the squirming red insects in the blood pool, like
I desperately want to leave here.
Shen Qingzhu stopped.
The black light on the surface of the black crystal shone more and more, like a crystal clear black gemstone in the sun, and a mysterious power poured into Shen Qingzhu's mind.
He stood in front of the black crystal with empty eyes, slowly raised his right hand, and held it towards the black crystal...
At this moment, Lin Qiye, who was fighting fiercely in the distance, seemed to have noticed something, turned his head suddenly, and shouted:
"Brother Drag!!"
The moment he heard Lin Qiye's voice, Shen Qingzhu suddenly woke up from the hole, and the palm that was about to touch the black crystal hovered in the air.
A large amount of cold sweat seeped out from his forehead, dripping down his pale cheeks onto the surface of the frozen blood pool.
"Brother! Don't touch it!" Lin Qiye shouted again,
"That is the source of the power of corruption that carries the entire hell! Even if it does not reject you! Your body cannot bear it!"
"Moreover, the evil thoughts contained within it are too strong! Even if you can withstand its power! It will eat away at your thoughts step by step! Make you its puppet!"
"It will turn you into a second Lucifer!!"
Lin Qiye's roars reached Shen Qingzhu's ears. His eyes narrowed and he subconsciously wanted to take back his palm.
But the next moment, his movements stopped again.
Shen Qingzhu stood in front of the black crystal, turned his head slightly, and scanned the surroundings with complicated eyes.
Lin Qiye was besieged by several four-winged demons. His body was covered with blood holes and was on the verge of collapse. In the sky, Jiang Er, who was trapped in the beam of light, and An Qingyu, who was suppressed under the meat mountain, were trying their best to get closer to each other. The statue
The six-winged fallen angel overlooking the world is slowly lowering his palm...
He slowly closed his eyes and sighed.
"Brother!!" Lin Qiye's roar came again.
Shen Qingzhu opened his eyes. This time, there was no trace of struggle in his eyes. Instead, there was an unprecedented calmness.
"I'm sorry, Captain." He spoke slowly, "It doesn't matter if I can't bear the collapse of my strength, or if I become a fallen angel... As long as it can save my brother's life, it doesn't matter."
"Lin Qiye, listen carefully..."
"I, Shen Qingzhu, will not always be a dragster."
After the words fell, Shen Qingzhu took the initiative to stretch out his hand in the howling wind...