"Tyriel! Your holy sword can't hurt me!" High above the Holy Stone Fortress, Diavolo laughed arrogantly. It waved its thick giant claws and easily blocked the oncoming Edruin.
Open it, then roar and spit out a blood-red lightning pillar at the Archangel of Justice.
Behind it, Archangel Israel of Destiny flashed here, and the long crystal stick wrapped in rich holy flames struck the Dread Lord on the head.
Bang!
There was a muffled sound, and an arm made of pure hell energy stretched out from the dark halo around Diavolo, easily blocking the blow.
As the platinum flames danced, fierce black flames climbed up along the long crystal stick, forcing Israel to retreat backwards.
The strength of this terrifying monster is so terrifying that only the heroic angel Imperius can compete with it.
The two archangels were forced back, and Diavolo immediately began to counterattack. It quickly moved in the sky at a speed completely inconsistent with its huge body, with steaming black flames and a terrifying aura everywhere.
It surged toward the two archangels like a turbulent wave.
Tyrael waved the Edruin in his hand widely, and the pure white light emitted by the Holy Flame of Justice built a solid barrier around him.
The terrifying black flames hit the barrier, and the violent vibrations violently threw Tyrell away.
On the other side, Israel danced the long crystal staff in his hand into a white-gold ball of light, while the dense divine aura protected him firmly.
raging!!
The fire of fear ignited the air around the battlefield, and the two archangels involuntarily stepped back step by step.
They kept trying to get rid of the current decline and launch a counterattack against the Fear Demon, but Diavolo's powerful strength and extremely unfavorable situation on the battlefield made their efforts seem pale and ineffective.
"Give up! The eternal war is coming to an end! High Heaven must be destroyed!"
Diavolo shouted loudly, and the black fire of fear around him turned into balls of fire the size of small houses, constantly hitting the two archangels and the Holy Stone Fortress below.
Not far from this battlefield, three superpowers above the legendary level who had been reinforced by humans were fighting two monsters that looked exactly like Diavolo, but had a dark luster all over their bodies.
These things are the original incarnations of the fear devil and one of the fear archetypes.
They have the same strength as Diavolo himself, but their ability to withstand strikes is inferior.
But this terrifying energy monster is basically immortal. As long as there is no problem with Diavolo itself, it can endlessly summon these incarnations from the Realm of Fear.
Marcel, the angel of wisdom who had previously fought against Diavolo with Tyrael and Israel, suffered a big loss at the hands of this incarnation. Diavolo took the opportunity to beat him seriously and had to leave the game.
To receive treatment from Archangel Auriel of Hope.
Now, only the two archangels Tyrell and Isreal are left facing the Fear Demon. As for the strong reinforcements from the human side, they are not enough to face Diavolo's true form head-on.
Therefore, they could only help the two archangels sweep around and help them attract the attention of those incarnations to reduce the pressure on the archangels.
But after losing a powerful combat power, Tyrael and Israel were completely suppressed and at a disadvantage when facing Diavolo. Even though they also unleashed their original power, they were faced with the fear that the Dread Demon God had fully formed.
It still seems a bit underwhelming in front of the domain.
Just as the two archangels were retreating steadily under Diavolo's violent attacks, the situation on the fortress battlefield below was becoming increasingly critical.
Diavolo, who was in an absolute advantage, suddenly stopped attacking.
This demon stood quietly in the air, with a look of surprise and disbelief suddenly appearing in his eyes filled with yellow mist.
"what happened?"
This sudden scene made both archangels feel a little baffled.
The Archangel of Destiny flew to Tyrell with a long stick in hand and asked him with some confusion.
"I don't know what kind of conspiracy this devil is playing?"
Tyrael's hand holding Edruin was trembling a little. The blow he had just faced when he collided with Diavolo still made him feel a little bit overwhelmed.
"Be more vigilant and see what it wants to do..." Israel danced the long crystal staff, and balls of platinum holy flames surrounded the two of them.
Although Diavolo, the Fear Demon God, is the youngest of the Three Demon Lords of Hell, he is also the most dangerous and cunning one.
In the previous battles of the Eternal War, High-Level Paradise suffered heavy losses at the hands of this guy.
Just as the two archangels were on alert, Diavolo, who was in the Territory of Fear not far away, suddenly let out a shocking scream.
A pure golden holy fire suddenly erupted from inside its body, and the violent holy energy was like a bomb, directly submerging the Fear Demon God in it.
Not far away, in a realm intertwined with ice and flames, three strong human beings wearing plain robes and purple masks suddenly saw the two-headed demon incarnations that had been running rampant in their original realm suddenly transformed into
Two black sparks shot out, and then disappeared directly into the void.
The three of them looked at each other, and their expressions under the masks were a bit baffling.
At this moment, a loud roar filled with the joy of revenge came from the Territory of Fear. This voice was majestic and majestic, like an enraged king wielding a war hammer to kill the rebels.
"Diavolo! The time for revenge has finally arrived! I have been waiting for this moment for thousands of years!
The grudge between you and me has finally come to an end today!"
"Ah!! Leoric!! How is this possible!? How can you... ugh! Ahhhhh!!!"
This sound made the Fear Demon feel huge astonishment and disbelief. The curse of the Skeleton King was originally cast by it personally. Who else in this world besides it can lift this curse?!
The golden holy fire is burning brightly on its body, but the real pain it feels comes from its soul.
When it cursed Leoric, it had entangled its soul with that of the Skeleton King because of its confidence in its own strength.
In this way, it absorbs the fear brought by Skeleton King's killing as its own food.
But this soul bond directly brought huge backlash to it today. The liberated King Leoric did not hesitate to ignite his own soul to severely injure this hell demon that brought serious disasters to Tristram!
"This voice... Leoric?! He... wasn't he turned into the Skeleton King?" Tyrell looked at Diavolo in a daze as he was being tortured by the golden holy flames for a moment.
He actually forgot that he was on the battlefield.
"Whatever this is, it doesn't look like a trap, Terry! This is an opportunity!"
The Angel of Destiny on the side quickly came to his senses. He shouted at Tyrael, and then rushed towards Diavolo with a long crystal staff.
"I know!" Tyrell quickly woke up after being reminded. He displayed the holy sword in his hand, and his whole body turned into a ray of holy light and rushed forward with Israel. (To be continued)
