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Chapter 514 The Demon King speaks very nicely

Asmodeus's voice was somewhat evil. Although it was not loud, it spread far enough that even Russell, who was at the edge of the barrier, could hear it clearly.

"Asmodeus! You are guilty!"

Gabriel appeared with a lightsaber in his hand, standing suspended in the sky. His voice was cold and devoid of emotion. He said "You are guilty" in a plain, devoid of passion.

Russell secretly said that it was not easy, and finally heard Gabriel speak. He had a dead face every time he logged in and online. He thought angels couldn't speak human language!

Asmodeus laughed playfully, swung up to be level with Gabriel, and said unhurriedly: "Gabriel, we are all old acquaintances, can you change your opening remarks? It always says 'You are guilty'.

'Accept the Lord's judgment', from the time I first met until now, these two sentences have been repeated over and over again. You are not tired of it, but I am tired of hearing it."

"You are guilty!"

"Oh, I have a headache..."

In the pit, Russell nodded secretly, he really had a headache. No wonder people these days say they believe in God, but in their hearts they like to make deals with the devil. Compared to the ascetic-looking Gabriel, Asmodeus is more like a human being and speaks nicely.

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Of course, Russell doesn't dislike a serious guy like Gabriel. Maybe he's just pretending, and he's just as boring as Van Helsing, but so what. There's a saying: As long as you can pretend to be a good person all your life, you will

Just a good person.

In the sky, Gabriel and Asmodeus were incompatible with each other, and they could no longer talk after two sentences. Although the devil was eloquent, he was helpless when encountering the paralyzed angel who accepted death.

When they couldn't continue chatting, they started to fight. The two bosses went through the procedures dryly and launched attacks on each other at the same time.

boom!!

Two phantoms flashed past so fast that Russell, the bystander, didn't see anything clearly. He was swept away by the oncoming hurricane and stuck to the barrier with a snap.

The light that assimilated all things covered Russell's body. After touching the cross necklace, he quickly stepped back, pretending that he had not seen him.

Russell jumped down from the barrier with a look of fear on his face, and without saying a word, he used his life-saving skill...digging a hole and burying himself in it.

High in the sky, Gabriel held the sword of judgment high. When Russell touched the barrier, his eyebrows trembled without a trace, and then he lowered the sword, and the holy light of ten thousand feet struck straight down.

Asmodeus still had a playful smile on his face, and opened his hands to face the Holy Light. The bright light split the earth into two, the invisible sword light spread, and a mountain peak in the distance cracked and collapsed in an instant.

Asmodeus was cut in half by the holy light, his body fell to both sides, and dissipated into black mist.

The king of hell was killed by the archangel's sword?

Of course it’s impossible!

Gabriel also knew that it was impossible. His cold golden eyes swept across the whole place, and he paused for a moment at the big hole where Russell was lying. Then he slashed the long sword in his hand again, slashing straight into the deep and dark black cavity - the pit of hell.

Door!

The white light submerged into the darkness. Compared to the infinite abyss, this white light was so weak that it was not worth shining in. However, after one breath, the form instantly reversed.

A bit of white blooms with endless power in the darkness, like the setting sun, the afterglow is inviolable. The ball of light expands to occupy the entire gate of hell, the heat wave is like burning, and the temperature is as high as the core magma deep in the earth's core.

"mmp!"

Russell silently crawled out of the pit, smelling the smell of burnt flesh, and secretly cursing that mortals would suffer when gods fight.

Even though he was far away, he could still feel the terrifying destructive power that destroyed the world. Gabriel would fire map cannons at every turn and would not let him go. This was a rhythm that wanted to purify him as well.

It's such a bully, the dog even jumps over the wall when it gets angry!

Russell secretly cursed that if Gabriel did it again, he would immediately use Asmodeus's character card and join forces with the big devil to kill him.

As for now...Russell said that adults don't remember the faults of villains and will give Gabriel another chance to perform.

The afterglow of the setting sun gradually faded, the bright and holy light was exhausted, and the black cavity disappeared at the same time, leaving only a crater with a diameter of several kilometers. The side walls of the crater were vertical, going deep into the ground. The depth could not be measured at a glance, and only the scorching heat could be seen.

The scorching red river spreads upward.

"Gabriel, there is no need to waste your efforts. The gate to hell has been opened long ago. You...can't close it." Asmodeus said quietly and stood behind Gabriel.

The Demon King is the Demon King. If it were Russell, this backstab would hit him regardless of whether it was successful or not. Even if he couldn't hit him, he would still be able to disgust the opponent.

Gabriel slowly turned around, raised the sword of judgment indifferently, and slashed straight at Asmodeus.

The light once again split Asmodeus into two, and he regrouped with a smile: "Gabriel, there is no need to bluff. Your divine power has seriously declined. You can't hide it from others, but you can't hide it from me. Although everyone comes by will

, it doesn’t matter whether you win or lose, but you are still an archangel no matter what, it’s so embarrassing to be beaten.”

Gabriel's face was expressionless, he raised his hand and swung his sword down again.

Asmodeus spread his hands and let the holy light split him in half: "Don't be ungrateful, I say this for your own good! I heard that you have fallen out of favor in front of your master. What do you think? Consider coming to hell.

You are a demon king, if you are willing to fall, I can give up the divine power to you."

When Gabriel heard this, the long sword held high in his hand froze.

Seeing this, Asmodeus became more excited. Who is Gabriel, the highest-level Seraph, one of the four archangels, tempting him to degenerate into the Demon King? Thinking about it makes his heart surge.

"Gabriel, the opening of the gate to hell is already destined. The fact is the fact. No matter what you do, you can't change it. I know you want to take this opportunity to win back God's favor, but working your life for others is not as satisfying as being the king yourself.

, you have the qualifications and strength to become the new..."

Whoosh!

When the sword fell, Asmodeus was split in half. The shock on his face gradually turned into helplessness. Gabriel stood still not because his heart was moved, but because he was accumulating strength for his ultimate move.

This sword indeed hurt Asmodeus. After he reappeared, there was a blood hole on his left cheek. The holy light was like a tarsal maggot, which made him bleed and unable to heal, making him look a little embarrassed.

"Gabriel, you are too foolish and loyal! God favors humans and puts them above angels. Facts have proved that humans have no redeeming qualities..." Asmodeus stretched out his hand and pulled out a weapon from the void.

A long sword made of black flames: "It is better to learn from us. One-third of the angels fought for dignity and defeated God in faith. Human beings are willing to become slaves and driven by us. Satan is right."

"It is sinful to blaspheme God!"

"Forget it, you are just an idiot..."

Asmodeus sighed, feeling very tired. He waved the black flame sword and appeared in front of Gabriel in an instant. The moment the two swords touched, he flew up and kicked him in the face.

Looking at Gabriel falling like a meteor, Asmodeus sneered: "With this little power...can you still blow the trumpet of the Doomsday Judgment?"


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