"You're here just in time, give me another shot from Dongfeng No. 5!" This time Sean not only did not avoid it, but instead flew towards Ulan Bage at high speed.
At the same time, the abdomen opened wide again, revealing four brand new elemental bombs, which sprayed out with a sharp whistling.
"I 2#@#......"
"And... a divine shield!"
"Holy protection!"
Not only did Ulan Bage rush up to meet Sean, he uttered a series of vague curses, suddenly changed direction, and ran in a direction away from Sean and away from the elemental bomb.
Even the angels who had just broken through the ice that surrounded them suddenly changed their colors. They immediately curled up their bodies as much as possible and used their defensive magic to support themselves.
Obviously, Sean's previous wave of Dongfeng-5 bombings did not kill them, but it caused them a lot of suffering.
Even for them, Dongfeng 5 is an extremely difficult existence.
Sean's close-range throw gave them no time to react, and they couldn't use 10% of their strength.
After all, whether it is elemental power or law power, it takes a certain amount of time to guide and gather. The more powerful the prepared moves are, the longer it usually takes.
Sean's Dongfeng No. 5, just like the magic scroll, completely breaks this point.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
The Dongfeng No. 5 thrown out by Sean this time had heavy thunder and light rain.
When the explosion exploded, it turned into four empty elemental balls. The cold air released by them reached Ulan Bazhi and could at best cool him down.
These four Dongfeng No. 5s are obviously fake. It's just that the light, shadow and elements are combined to create a new type of magic that looks fake and fake.
This spell was not constructed temporarily by Sean, but was prepared after equipping Dongfeng No. 5 in the Body of Law.
The original purpose of creating this spell was not to scare people, but to serve as the real wingman of Dongfeng 5, attracting firepower and preventing interception.
Unexpectedly, the reverse can also be used.
The people who had just been ravaged by Dongfeng No. 5 were like frightened birds. For a moment, they were unable to carefully distinguish the true from the false.
While releasing his blood energy to form a defensive shield on his body, he threw away Ulan Baz, who was running wildly. He froze on the spot, and the next second, he burst out with an even more heart-rending roar: "
Sean, you bastard, you are teasing me again... You and I are incompatible and we will fight to the death..."
Although the angels headed by Pope St. George did not curse or speak harshly like Ulan Baz, they looked at each other with unconcealable anger, nodded to each other, and reached a certain tacit understanding.
As for Sean, after a false shot.
Rushing towards the flaming iceberg where the succubus lord Sunelavo is.
Sean was now very sure that the demon lord was preparing some big move, and even Dongfeng No. 5 could not interrupt it.
The souls of ten thousand fine knights are not straw, how can they be accepted at will?
This shows that the other party has been prepared before this.
Even if she doesn't have her own Dongfeng No. 5, she will still collect the souls of these ten thousand fine knights.
In the hands of demons, the soul is not only a unique currency, but also a unique blasphemous sacrifice, allowing them to break the constraints of the plane laws, allowing them to exert stronger power and perform more evil magic.
"It's too late! You bastards, you will all be buried here today, in the chains of hell!"
Before Sean could get close to the Golden King's Tent, the flames of hell were raging. Sunelavo, who had recovered his succubus body, stood up from it and opened his hands wide. Countless burning souls rolled out of the flames of hell and flew in all directions.
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The elemental iceberg that has not yet completely thawed seemed to not exist in front of these burning souls, and they walked directly through it.
"Laws of hell? Man-made laws of hell?" Sean said in disbelief,
These burning souls are no longer pure souls, but carriers of the laws of hell. The two have been forcibly fused together by the succubus lord.
Naturally, the elemental iceberg cannot intercept the law.
As these burning souls carrying the laws of hell spread out, the surrounding planes began to vibrate violently, and countless golden law texts were forcibly forced out of the void.
Those burning souls swarmed forward, swallowed the words of these laws directly into their stomachs, and then replaced them.
In front of these burning souls, the Ashan Plane Law Rune was powerless to fight back.
The burning souls spread rapidly one after another, forming eight red chains with the Golden King's tent as the center, covering it like a cover.
"Blasphemy!"
"Dimensional lock!"
"This bitch is going to trap all the souls here and kill them in one fell swoop!"
The angels, who had extensive experience fighting against the demon lord, recognized the true usefulness of the succubus lord's move.
Sean's mind couldn't help but move, and the power of the law surged, trying to tear open the plane barrier and escape into the energy channel between different dimensions.
Click! Click! Click!
There was a strange sound like a chain in the air, and the red shadow of the skull chain appeared.
Sean's law power is like a stone sinking into the sea, without any response, let alone a crack leading to the energy channel.
"No need to work in vain, the space here has been locked by me, prohibiting the use of all space spells, and cutting off all connections between the soul and the body. Unless you kill me, you will not be able to escape... But if you want
Killing me here is just wishful thinking. This is my world, and I am the god here..." Succubus Lord Sunelavo looked at Sean and the others with a cat-and-mouse look.
Sean felt it carefully and found that it was exactly what Sunelavo said.
Not only is he now unable to tear open the dimensional barrier and escape into the energy convective layer, the connection between his soul consciousness and his body has also become vague.
Sean is no stranger to this feeling.
It had happened when he was drifting in the energy troposphere and entering the Abigail plane.
The current feeling is somewhere in between, weaker than simply being in the energy troposphere, and stronger than being in Abigail's plane.
That kind of power is definitely not enough to pull your soul consciousness back to your own body.
"It seems that you are fully prepared to kill me completely." Even though the current situation is extremely unfavorable to him, Sean's voice still sounds very calm.
"If you want to completely kill a being who is more than a demigod, you must completely block all his escape routes, especially the soul." The succubus lord Sunelavo has a chance to win, but instead of taking action in a hurry, he shows the enemy
His proud work, "I have to admit that your previous attack was indeed a bit beyond my expectations, but there is still a long way to kill us. Even if we can't withstand this wave of attacks, I still have several
You have to find a way to let your true soul escape at the critical moment, but for a native, you have done a pretty good job."
"If I feel right, your Hell Lock is a more advanced version of a domain spell that temporarily isolates this area from its original plane. In order to do this, you not only need a large number of souls as a medium
, and at the same time, you need a fair price, which is to lock your soul consciousness here. If you don't deal with all the enemies, you will have no way to escape from here." Sean, while making peace with the succubus lord, let his soul consciousness escape.
Release, sensing the changes in the laws of the entire plane.
For the past five years, he has been staying with the goddess Abigail, helping her control the core laws of the Ashan plane.
This favor is not in vain.
Sean's understanding of the power of the law has grown rapidly and reached an extremely high level.
If it weren't for the disparity in birth weight between him and the goddess Abigail, and for the time being he was not qualified to become the guardian ancient god of the Ashan plane, he would never give up this right to him so easily.
One method can be used, and a hundred methods can be used.
No matter which plane the laws are, they are all the same.
Even the laws of hell in Thor's plane are no exception, but there are differences in essential attributes.
"It seems that you know a lot. In this case, we can't allow you to ruin our good things. Now you have two choices. One is to completely lose your soul and disappear..."
Sean interrupted Sunelavo's words and said: "You don't need to tell me about the other one. I also know that as long as I am willing to accept your soul transformation and become your loyal lackey who invaded our homeland like Ulan Baz, you
You will spare my life."
"It's easy to talk to smart people. That's why I like smart people." Succubus Lord Sunelavo had a charming smile on his charming face, "Compared to the vast world outside, the world you are in
, it’s just a drop in the ocean. Even if you repel me, it still won’t help. There is a more powerful existence behind me. I can feel that our world is accelerating towards this plane. The strength gap between us is too great.
There is no chance of you being spared.
You are a smart person and should make the smartest choice, as long as you choose to join our ranks.
I not only guarantee your safety, but also guarantee that your family, your territory, and everything you own will be ten times what you have now."
"Your promise does sound very good, but when it comes from a demon, I can't believe it. I once told your master that even if I have no choice but to surrender to your world, I will
I will not choose you cunning devils with no bottom line, but the gods of Paradise Mountain." Sean turned to look at Pope St. George and his group of angels, "Your Majesty the Pope, if you have any sure-kill moves, why don't you come up with them quickly?
We are just grasshoppers on the same rope now. If I die, you won't be able to escape. Why don't we join forces and kill her before settling the dispute between us?"
"I refuse!" Pope St. George said coldly, "Since we have the strength to kill you all, why should we join forces with you to kill these three sinners together!"
Six angels have gathered together, their bodies glowing with dazzling golden light, and souls pouring out from their angelic bodies.
The situation is very similar to the burning soul controlled by Sunelavo previously.
The only difference is that the souls emerging from the bodies of the angels have calm expressions and look like they are praying, exuding holy light from the inside out.
These holy souls are being connected in series to form a giant sword.
"God-slaying art! God-slaying sword! How come you, a group of gods, know this forbidden art? How can your master still sleep knowing that you have mastered this kind of divine art that can kill gods? The master you serve,
Three hundred years ago, there was no news. Could it be that you jointly used the God-killing Technique? Ah ha... It should be. I only remember that your master is the God of Truth, but I can't remember his name. He
Having done something but not remembering anything, it is as blank as a piece of white paper. This is the sequelae of the God-Slaying Technique."
Succubus Lord Sunelavo recognized the basis of Pope St. George's and their abnormal actions at a glance, and his expression no longer had the confidence of victory before, and he was full of fear, "Lord Sean, what are you waiting for? Hurry up.
Interrupt them? Once they are ready to kill the gods, you and I will die without a place to die.
This kind of evil magic invented by mortals is specially prepared for the gods. It can not only kill the body, but also the soul, completely erasing its traces from this plane. No one will remember you anymore.
In the name of you, no matter what you have done, even the true God cannot be reborn from faith."
"This is exactly what I want to ask. Since this god-killing technique is so vicious, what are you waiting for? Just kill them first. Didn't you brag that you were a god-like existence here? Kill them, that's not it.
Is it a matter of flipping hands? Or is it that maintaining this independent space has consumed most of your strength, and there is no way to spare more power to attack? "
Sean did not look impatient. Instead, he looked up and down at the succubus lord Sunelavo, as if he suddenly understood.
Sunelavo has not killed himself for a long time. His feelings are not because he was cursed by the villain and died of too much talk, but because he has no extra strength to take action.
The four elemental bombs he had earlier were not in vain. Sunelavo, who was at the center of the explosion, probably spent a lot of strength and a lot of soul in order to bear them down.
It was barely enough to be able to break open the hell locks that trapped them.
Now I am strong on the outside but strong on the inside. I am going to use words to stabilize myself first, take a breath, and then clean myself up.
After all, this is an independent space created by her, and the recovery speed must be amazing.
I just didn't expect that the angels of the Holy Ether Church were also not good at it. They also prepared powerful attacks and took the lead in attacking. Instead, they posed a threat to the Succubus Lord.
The Succubus Lord's silence was a disguised admission of Sean's guess.