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Chapter 62: Wisdom is Mistaken by Wisdom

After the Blood Demon Barrier was dismantled, the insect swarm's attack speed accelerated again. No matter how much Warlord Shank tried to beat the remaining demons, he still couldn't stop the fact that they were unable to save themselves.

Seeing that the overwhelming army of insect swarms was surrounding them from all directions, both in the sky and on the ground, and the number of demons who were blocking their swords and delaying their time in front was decreasing faster and faster, the five high-level dark gold monsters began to feel uneasy.

Yes, they tried their best to escape not just to be blocked in front of the escape door and wait to die.

"Lord Lakanos, please open the gate of hell!"

Warlord Shank shouted anxiously into the sky, but the King of Despair had no intention of responding to him.

Just kidding, it can't protect itself now, so how can it have the time to care about these guys who are just ants in its eyes?

And do you think it doesn’t want to free its hands to open the gate of hell?

But the problem is that there is a killing god carrying two real-body level swords behind it. Does it dare to stop and open the door?

As long as it dares to stop now, it will definitely be a dead end!

Qualkek's sword just now almost killed half of its life, and the original power of the Barbarian King also flowed into its body through that attack. This rushing lightning energy rushed around in its body.

, making it impossible to concentrate on self-treatment.

Unable to heal himself, not daring to fight back, and with no place to run, the King of Despair is really about to become the King of "Despair".

Under such circumstances, how could he still pay attention to the yelling and screaming of the scum below?

To be honest, it has already regretted it to the extreme. If it had known it would be like this, it should not have accepted the temptation of that damn human being and plunged itself into this fatal battle for the sake of a mere soul of a desperate person.

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The King of Fear only wanted it to guard the gate, but did not let it assist the incompetent wastes in the Purgatory Fortress. When the time comes, when it can no longer defend it, it only needs to drill into the gate of hell, and then block the portal.

All the blame for the destruction should be placed on those losers. The dead can't defend themselves anyway.

I really regret it!

Lakanos felt regretful in his heart, and the more he looked at the items below, the more distasteful he became. He wanted to rush over and slap them all into the crater of the Fearful Volcano...

But fortunately, the current situation is not completely corrupt. As long as you sacrifice the few trash below, you should be able to create a glimmer of hope for yourself...

Thinking of this, Lakanos' blood-red eyes glowed with a cold light.

It turned its head and glanced back, and found that the lightning incarnated by Qualkek was getting closer and closer to it. It knew that it had no time to hesitate and must take action immediately!

So it endured the severe pain and suddenly raised the huge butcher knife in both hands, and swung it quickly behind it. Immediately, countless jagged sword winds flew out from the butcher knife and shot towards the lightning incarnated by Qualkek!

"Huh? You dare to fight back? Interesting!"

Qualkek waved his two swords, easily shattering the sword wind one by one, and then accelerated his speed again to catch up.

But at this time, Rakanos had delayed it for the time it wanted. Although the blow just now was rebounded by the stinging needle aura and part of its power came back to make it feel a little sad, it finally got what it wanted!

Before Qualkek was about to rush in front of it, Rakanos completed his spell.

It crossed the butcher's knives in its hands on its chest, and a thick black mist appeared all over its body. At the same time, the black mirror that had been suppressed by thunderclouds and dived into the ground suddenly reappeared on the ground in the Gate of Hell area.

However, what is different from before is that what is reflected in the mirror this time is not the figures of the insect swarm and professionals, but the five high-level dark gold demons!

The moment he saw this scene, Warlord Shank's heart skipped a beat.

It immediately realized what Lakanos wanted to do, but by this time it realized that it was already too late!

The next moment, a thick black fog leached out from the mirror at its feet, completely wrapping it in the blink of an eye. Then, the thick fog dispersed, and it was no longer Warlord Shank who appeared in the thick fog.

, but Rakanos, the King of Despair!

At the same time, Warlord Shank's figure appeared where Rakanos had been before. He was looking up at the two lightning swords that were slashing down on his head with a face full of despair!

Crack!

Qualkek's cross slash passed through Shank's fat body without any hindrance. Warlord Shank didn't even have time to scream, before he was torn into ashes by the terrifying thunder that erupted from inside his body.

In front of the King of Barbarians, the combat capability of this high-level dark gold demon was not even a joke. Killing it with a single knife was like killing an ant.

"Did you run away?"

Qualkek didn't even bother to look at the remains of the dark gold demon scattered in the sky. He transformed into lightning again and rushed towards Rakanos' position below!

"Stop running away, you can't escape!"

"Humph!" Lakanos snorted coldly, and suddenly forgot about it with extremely cold eyes. The other two high-level dark gold demons Darkfawn and Crusher that were targeted by it suddenly became cold and said nothing.

I just want to run away from it.

It is a pity that the strength gap between them and Raknos is too huge. Any attempt to escape will be extremely futile in the face of this strength gap...

The teleportation that Darkfaun was proud of was directly banned, and the cold wind formed by the Crusher was dragged back alive by the black power of despair.

"Go and stop him."

The voice of the King of Despair was cold and emotionless. Naturally, the two high-level dark gold demons did not want to be used as cannon fodder.

But before they could protest, two waves of black mist rose from under their feet, throwing them into the air the next moment!

Darkfawn and the Crusher happened to appear on the path of the lightning incarnated by Qualkek. Faced with the obstacles of the two ants, Quarkek had to take action to eliminate them no matter how unwilling he was.

successfully passed.

"Get out of the way! A good dog stays out of the way!"

Darkfawn and Shatter were on the verge of tears.

Big Brother! Uncle! Great God! Great Immortal! We don’t want it either, show mercy with the sword...ah!

...

Since they were all demons anyway, Qualkek naturally had no reason to hold back. With two cuts, he understood these two unlucky guys who were thrown up as cannon fodder, and then continued to rush towards Rakanos.

However, at this time, the King of Despair had already won the time to lift the ban on the Gate of Hell.

It gathered its energy slightly and stretched out the butcher knife in both hands towards the Gate of Hell. Then a red light flashed on the butcher knife, and the blood-red tornado covering the Gate of Hell in front of it instantly disintegrated and disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, Lakanos glanced at Xuewu and Icy Crow, and the coldness in his eyes made the two high-level dark gold demons who had just joined the King of Fear feel a chill in their hearts.

Fortunately, the King of Despair still seemed to have some scruples, and did not attack the Blood Crow and the Cold Crow, who were also under the King of Fear. He just snorted coldly, then turned into a black light and quickly disappeared into the gate of hell.

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