The light curtain formed by the hot magma instantly submerged Anyaveli's figure.
His whole body was covered by magma, and a large amount of steam appeared on Anyaveli's body, but he did not feel any pain.
"Damn..."
Facing the sneak attack launched by the evil demon, Anyaveli let out a low roar.
Although Anyaveli didn't know what method the demon relied on to eject the magma, his behavior had deeply aroused the anger of this high-level demon.
"You idiot, how dare you try to use magma to deal with a pure-blooded demon born in the depths of purgatory! Damn it, I will definitely kill you!"
Anyaveli raised his hand and wiped away the hot lava covering his face, revealing his dark red eyes.
No matter who sent the abyss demon, no matter what his purpose was, Anyaveli was not prepared to spare his life. His behavior of spraying lava had deeply angered this high-level demon.
For high-level demons with pure blood, the most intolerable thing is offense from low-level demons. Once such behavior occurs, it will often end in death.
The fire of hatred burst out from Anyaveli's eyes, and before his eyes, a picture of the evil demon being torn into pieces seemed to have appeared.
Anyaveli seems to have thought of countless ways to torture the abyss demon, and there is no shortage of tools to torture other demons in hell.
However, all those pictures are just Anyaweli's own imagination, and the actual situation happening in front of him will not change in any way because of his imagination.
Under Anyaveli's gaze, the seemingly ordinary demon in front of him suddenly released a burst of dark red mist, and he himself seemed to have lifted some kind of disguise, and his body became huge, and his skin
It also turned into a dark yellow color.
After removing his disguise, the dark yellow demon revealed his true form, and his size immediately surpassed that of Anyaveli. The originally huge pure-blood demon, in front of the dark yellow demon who revealed his true form, was as different as an adult and a child. With the appearance of the dark yellow devil's true form, a dull sense of oppression filled the entire dock hall, and even the outward passage was blocked and decorated.
Looking at the extremely large demon and the dark red mist he released, Anyaveli was stunned. Before he could say anything, his entire body was enveloped by the mist.
"Is this...the power of the epidemic?" He seemed to have thought of something, and made his own judgment about this burst of red mist.
Anyaveli, who has the ability to detect lies, knew that what the demon originally said was the truth, and he did not deceive in the slightest with his words.
According to what the evil demon said, among the demons who entered the magic shipyard first and have now escaped, there is indeed a powerful demon who can use the power of disease.
Judging from what Anyaveli felt, the demon using the power of the disease was probably the dark yellow demon in front of him.
Anyaveli didn't know the purpose of this dark yellow demon, but judging from his behavior of spraying lava, it was clear that this demon had bad intentions.
Under the shroud of this dark red mist, the bloodline of a high-level demon allows Anyaveli to see through the obstacles in front of him and look directly at the enemy outside the mist.
Anyaveli raised his hand, and several tiny red dots appeared on his arm. Compared with the size of his body, the red dots were so small that they could not be found unless you looked carefully. In addition,
He couldn't feel anything strange.
Feeling the murderous intent emanating from the dark yellow demon, Anyaveli snorted coldly, with a bit of disdain in his eyes.
"Is this the power of the epidemic? It seems that this power has no effect on a pure-blooded demon like me."
Looking at the almost invisible red dot on his arm, Anyaveli said contemptuously.
The bloodline of a high-level demon gave him strong resistance. Similar to this level of disease power, even a decent spell could not bring him as much damage. He did not understand why the dark yellow demon
This burst of red mist was to be released, but judging from the results, this burst of red mist did not have any effect.
However, for some reason, Anyaveli felt something was a little strange from the dark yellow demon's calm and calm eyes.
Maybe it's because the dark yellow demon is too calm, or maybe it's because he has a vague sense of danger in his heart. Although he has not been harmed by the disease, he always feels that something is wrong.
Raising his hand, Anyavilli was about to show off his pure-blooded demon's power and attack the dark yellow demon, but he felt weak all over and couldn't exert any strength.
He lowered his head and saw that the red spots on his arms had spread. He tried to touch these red spots, but he only felt a soft touch. The tough skin that originally belonged to high-level demons was happening at this moment.
A special change.
"What did you do?" Anyaveli asked, but did not get an answer from the dark yellow demon.
Anyavelli, who sensed something was wrong, spread the wings behind his back. His feet had just left the ground. He was about to rely on the powerful power of the high-level demon to directly break through the possible blockade. Suddenly he felt a heavy weight on his body, and the next moment he fell from the air.
It fell to the ground and fell in front of the dark yellow demon.
He didn't understand what was happening, and tried to flap the huge bat wings behind him, but no response came from behind. He turned around and looked at his back in disbelief. The bat wings belonging to him were clearly intact.
But there was no consciousness there, as if the bat wings did not exist at all.
Anyaveli has never heard of this kind of power. Even the great demon bloodlines that can recognize the abilities of other demons have not even recorded half of this unique power.
This may be a unique spell, or it may be something else, but at this time, Anyaveli felt the fear of the unknown under the restriction of this power.
Even though the bat wings on his back were unusable and his arms were vaguely abnormal, Anyaveli did not give up. He stared at the dark yellow demon and his whole body was ignited with dark flames.
What was waiting for him was the dark yellow devil's sneer and his slightly raised hands.
The next moment, dark liquid spurted out from Anyaveli's body. The red spots that originally appeared on the surface of his body now became the outlet for the dark liquid. His body was rapidly melting, and the power in his body also
Passing by quickly.
"I will accept the demon bloodline that belongs to you."
Just when Anyaveli was unconscious, the dark yellow devil's deep words came to his ears.
The next moment, his body exploded, and what spewed out was not blood, but a dark green viscous liquid.