Gracia suddenly felt a shuddering feeling pass through her body, like the most disgusting and hated creature caressing her perfect skin. The feeling scared her so much that she almost screamed. △↗,
She almost instinctively chose to struggle.
But a spiritual thought from her mortal enemy came over and made her give up.
"This is the power of the three gods of justice. Keep your strength and prepare to fight hard."
As a veteran strongman and a big devil with more experience, Levistus has seen more things. The red rope and so on are just superficial appearances. In his vision, he can only see invisible ripples flowing in the direction of the sky.
The gate is the center and spreads out in all directions.
It was like a net being thrown on the water, perfectly integrated into the hell plane, without even causing any ripples. The perfect line of law composed of divine power clearly showed that the opponent was well prepared.
, otherwise with this kind of divine power from the lawful good camp, there will be a lot of resistance as soon as they enter the hell plane.
This was a well-planned ambush.
This was further confirmed when he saw the evil monk who rebelled just now without even looking at the two kings and ran to attack the only Prince Melissa Levistus who was still standing.
When both kings were pulled into the portal and suddenly disappeared.
The evil monk's terrifying fist stopped less than one centimeter in front of the tip of Melissa's nose.
"Succeeded?" the evil monk asked.
Frightened by the terrifying power erupted by the evil monk, a drop of cold sweat fell straight from Melissa's forehead to the tip of her small nose.
It wasn't until this second that Melissa came back to her senses and realized that the evil monk was already one of her own.
After considering her words, Melissa said: "As agreed, you have to listen to me now."
"My life already belongs to Raven. He told me to listen to you now." It seems that the two sentences mean the same thing, but in fact the evil monk is saying that he still listens to Raven first.
Melissa didn't mind and quickly put a piece of paper written in Common Language into the evil monk's hand: "I'm going to wait here for the results. You go and kill these devils first."
"What else?"
"Hit me once with enough attack power to kill an ordinary pleasure demon."
The evil monk glanced at Melissa with a pointed look, and struck Melissa's chest with a decisive strike of [Powerful Diamond Fist] that could kill any devil below the legend level. The surging force easily knocked Melissa's delicate body into pieces.
It flew away.
Without looking back, he left at high speed.
After a while, Melissa got up from the ground.
"Asshole! That's really a beating. I curse you to never have a woman in your life." She gently took off the completely shattered outer armor and opened it, revealing a red dragon skin inner armor. She spit out a mouthful of blood and continued to mutter.
Said to himself: "Master Raven! You must have created such a large lineup just to kill two devil kings, right?"
No one knows Raven's full plan.
Melissa, who has carefully studied all of Raven's achievements since he became famous, is absolutely sure of one thing. Just two demigod-level devil kings will never satisfy Raven's appetite.
"Oh oh oh, my most beloved master. How far can you go?" It was hope, expectation, and more of a kind of fanatical worship. He gently took out a piece of Raven's picture from his arms.
In the portrait, Melissa's eyes became blurred.
On the other side, the main plane of Ultron continent.
In that valley where several great gods gathered.
In front of the huge teleportation gate that was expanded to a diameter of fifty meters, an evil aura suddenly rippled out.
A few spots of light flashed through the mirror-calm silver portal, and as the red rope extending inside was withdrawn, a violent force instantly surged out from inside.
The eyes of the two saintly experts suddenly shrank, and the dark, poisonous cold air had spread throughout half of the valley.
It was a poisonous cold air that was a hundred times colder than a polar winter night and a thousand times more poisonous than the venom of a king cobra. The sudden appearance of this cold air caused half of the valley to change color. It was like a beautiful and warm face.
A summer oil painting instantly turns into a cruel and icy winter desperate situation.
But the vision only appeared for a moment before it was contained.
The bright and sacred golden light easily suppressed the spread of the evil cold air, pressing down suddenly with an invincible momentum.
"Tyr!?" Prince Levistus jumped out of the portal and almost bit off his own tongue.
Even though the Church of Justice and the Devil have been sworn enemies for countless thousands of years, I was so lucky that Tyr personally took action through divine intervention. I really had no place to cry even if I wanted to.
Not to mention him, even Gracia felt that if he wanted to fight Tyr to the death, he should be at least a boss at the level of Asmodeus.
Why would Tyr come here so accurately to ambush them?
This kind of precise ambush technique, which is more like a devil than a devil, is simply not something that an upright god like the Three Gods of Justice, whose brains are burned out by a sense of justice, would do.
who!?
Who is it?
There are thousands of ideas in my mind, but none of them are reliable.
There is no room for imagination. The blow is coming.
The blazing divine light collided with the icy cold air, and the mushroom cloud rose with countless smoke and dust. The next moment, there was no expected shock wave. Because the cold air was the one who completely lost, all the reaction forces.
All this power was pressed against Levistus and Gracia.
Their hearts sank to the depths of despair.
It makes no sense.
I didn't see it clearly just now, but now I realize that this Tyr is not an incarnation, but a descendant of a god! You know, Tyr's divine power level is 18, and his combat incarnation is roughly equivalent to a weak divine deity with a divine power level of 9.
.God's descending is even more perverted. Even the most incompetent of God's chosen ones can help him exert the power of level 12, which is a medium-level god.
No match at all!
The next moment, Thom, the God of Courage and Loyalty, held his sword high, rushed over with a swipe, and the powerful sword struck with unreasonable force.
Levistus raised his head boldly, and when the sword light came out, it was like the electric sparks of chain lightning. It was completely white, and his arms were completely invisible. The illusory swordsmanship was completely art.
Each sword is fleeting, like a dreamy shooting star.
However, it was of no use.
Thom is also descended from the gods, and the exaggerated power of a true god cannot be competed by Levistus, a demigod devil who has been forcibly ripped out of the plane and has exhausted all his power.
Levistus struck a total of 173 swords in the blink of an eye, but none of them could penetrate Tom's divine armor.
Thom just returned his sword blow, and he was brutally cut into pieces, completely disappearing from the chest down, leaving only his head and shoulders.
The two sides are not opponents of the same level at all.
"I'm so #*%&%!" At the moment when Tom looked at Gracia, Gracia collapsed. If it were other people or other gods, Gracia would still be like that
Hope, hoping to use one's own body and charm-like spells to charm the other person.
But that was Thom, one of the most steadfast-minded gods in the world.
One of the three gods who hate the devil the most.
Her beauty and abilities were all in vain.
After being penetrated through the chest by Thom's two-handed sword [The Binding of Duty], almost the entire chest of Gracia evaporated, and things behind her could be seen through her chest. Only the edge of her neck was still connected.
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Even so, these two demon kings with strong vitality did not die immediately. When they were dying, they were tied again by the red rope of Ilmat, the weeping god, and the red rope sent them back to the portal.
Gracia was completely horrified. She knew that the Three Gods of Justice wanted to completely kill her and Levistus. Only if they were killed within the confines of Baator Hell would a devil truly die, even the Devil King was no exception.
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Facing behind Gracia, Ilmat's small face managed a rare smile: "I'll give you 30 seconds."
Gracia didn't know what it meant at first, but she immediately understood it when she found herself back in the stomach space of a glutton.
A black-haired half-elf young man appeared behind her.
Raven!
Even if Gracia has never met him, she recognizes this young man who has become famous recently. His handsome image is circulated among all the lust demons. Every lust demon is eager to take such a handsome young hero as a slave.
Gracia also had this thought.
But now...
A sexy, charming and alluring voice sounded.
"Don't kill me, I am willing to be your slave! Be your most fun toy! I will let you enjoy the greatest pleasure in the world!" Gracia is completely unlike the one who toyed with thousands of males to applause.
Unlike the demon queen who once pushed countless boys and girls into the fire pits of hell.
She is now a humble existence, longing for the continuation of life.
"You can seal all my power and take away most of my life force. I...my body will be repaired. As long as I live!"
In order to avoid irritating Raven, Gracia didn't even use any charm skills. She just used her remaining body capital to beg, such as her beautiful butt that can make 99.999% of the males in the world go crazy.
Raven smiled: "I don't want to be poisoned to death by you when I'm having fun."
Having said that, he inserted the two semi-artifacts into his hands at the same time.
Gracia died, and everyone could see that her unwilling and powerful soul began to quickly dissipate in the space. That was the end of a devil king. A huge and evil aura began to emit from her body, and after a while,
Her body will disappear completely and be absorbed into Baator Hell again.
Without hesitation, Raven quickly went over and struck Levistus with two additional blows.
Raven quickly returned to the portal and breathed a sigh of relief.
Ilmat looked at Raven with strange eyes: "I thought you would hesitate. After all, she is the Queen of Desire!"
Raven rolled his eyes at the Weeping God but did not answer.
Damn it! I'm so out of my mind that I accepted Gracia in front of you three gay friends.
Tyr showed a rare expression of satisfaction and nodded to Raven.
"What about the next one?"
"Any time."
"Come on!" The three friends of Zhengyi all looked eager to try.
It’s so cool!
This style of play is simply awesome. (To be continued.)
ps: I once considered whether to capture Gracia. After all, I don’t have the bad habit of killing my sister to prove her faith. But later I checked the information and found out that Gracia’s body shape is large. And her mistress Maman’s body shape is
huge……
Humans are medium-sized! Really, this is another story about a 1.0 refill and a 2.0 pen tube.