A Million Ways To Live In A Dungeon

Babylon looked down at the demon from a condescending manner, with a look of contempt on his face.

"Oh, fake, it looks alike."

The demon stopped his arrows and looked up at Babylon.

On the face covered by magic power, a pair of blood-red eyes flashed with scary red light: "Babylon? I remember, you were the first god to be degraded, right?

Oh, I didn't expect to become this inhuman and ghostly appearance. "

"It's better than being a mortal, in order to usurp the position of the gods, even your own appearance has become a god, and you are not like you?"

Behind Babylon, hundreds of millions of purple magic circles appeared in the sky, covering the entire sky.

There was a dense array of thunder shining in it, and whether each path contained unimaginable energy.

"I don't think we should stop talking nonsense, right?" Babylon said.

"Oh? Very confident?"

As he spoke, the magic power poured into his body like a long whale absorbing water.

This demon finally revealed the true face of Mount Lu.

It was a demon who looked like a girl.

The slim and delicate figure only covered three points with a few loose black slender ribbons.

But what’s very strange is that this kind of attire seems to be able to see the spring scenery as long as others tilt their heads slightly, but the ribbons floating around the body seem to be alive. No matter how you change the angle, they They would hide what the men wanted to see with a fraction of the difference.

The rope-tied high heels stepped on the snow, and the snow instantly turned into black salt.

On the beautiful face of the girl, a pair of eyes seemed to be on fire, burning with scarlet light.

"Old Antique, do you think you won me?"

The Demon God hooked his slender fingers, and the corners of his pure black mouth were slightly raised. The smile was cold and glamorous that tens of thousands of people looked up at.

"You really dare to say, bastard!"

Babylon sneered. This old Magical Beasts, who was always kind and lovely, had magical elements in his body tumbling like a flood:

"You have all the demon gods of your class here, so this time [] is going to be true, right? Aztec gods, the goddess of salt * Uistoshivato."

"You are a legacy of the old era that should be eliminated. Kneel down and pray to me. I can show mercy and give you a painless death."

"Are you worthy? Bastard!"

While talking, the magic circle covering the sky gradually changed from purple to gold.

The energy contained in it instantly increased more than tenfold.

That has exceeded the limit of the energy contained in the magic element.

The entire three-story space began to faintly shatter like glass.

When the salt goddess Uisto Shivato saw this, she smiled indifferently: "Oh? Even if you are deprived of your divinity and degenerate into Magical Beasts, can you still retain such a strong power?

It is indeed the last true god of Mesopotamian mythology, or is this power because you have one-third of the human blood in your body, so you can escape a part of the deterioration and maintain the most power? Gilgamesh. "

"You'll know if you try it. I will teach you the old stuff today, what is meant by respecting the old and loving the young, little bastard."

While talking, Babylon picked up the magic element.

Above the sky, tens of millions of thunders suddenly broke through the shackles of the magic circle from the sky.

Facing the mighty thunder that could destroy the world, Uisto Givato sneered, not retreating but advancing, soaring into the sky.

"I think it's because of the old and disrespectful? You don't die!"

...

"Aztec God System?"

Zheng Qian still wanted to ask, but it was too late.

When the Baize Lion cub finished speaking these words, he died.

And the remaining power in the body is completely lost in an unknown form.

It's as if something is stealing its power.

In the end what happened?

The ultimate boss, such as Baize Lion, will be killed.

And it is different from the general final boss death.

Generally, in the end when the boss dies, the body will be turned into nothing, and the body will be condensed into a teleportation circle.

At the same time, all final bosses have buffs that must drop the core.

But after Baize Lion Death, the corpse did not disappear, nor did it drop the god core, but was abandoned in the wilderness like this.

just like……

They were destroyed after being degraded into mortals and then killed.

"Old Zheng, what is going on?" Zhao Aotian asked.

"do not know."

Zheng Qian stretched out his hand and closed the eyes of the Baize Lion cub: "But it's definitely not a good thing."

An ominous premonition flooded my heart.

Why?

The dungeon has Restrictions that reject the devil.

How did the devil enter the dungeon?

Moreover, it is currently known that each five-story dungeon is sealed with the divine body of the gods.

If the demon god rushes into the fifth floor and destroys the divine body, then the corresponding demon god can obtain the divine power and soul of the god.

At that time, the power of the demon god will explode in geometric multiples.

No matter what, now that the Demon God can enter the dungeon, their goal must be the fifth floor.

"You have to act quickly, Zhao, go!!"

After all, Zheng Qian got up and went to the fifth floor.

Zhao Aotian heard that he couldn't care about so much, and he followed closely behind.

However, the two had not had time to take the second step.

"Oh? I thought it was a fish slipping through the net, but I didn't expect it to be two mortals?"

A sharp and cunning voice sounded from behind.

At the same moment, Zhao Aotian and Zheng Qian both felt a heavy pressure like a mountain range behind them.

"Who?!"

The two turned around at almost the same second and entered a state of preparation.

I saw that the person who came was a deformed demon god.

He is about 2.5 meters tall, slender, with refined muscles, and his skin is a deadly grayish brown.

He wore a pair of knee-length gray bloomers on his lower body, tied with a black belt, with three or four baby skulls tied to the belt.

The palms of both hands were amputated, and replaced by four crescent-shaped scimitars in each hand, which seemed to penetrate the bone, extending in four directions from the cut surface of the wrist.

Its face is even more shocking.

The blood-soaked cloth covered the head above the nose, and the nose did not bulge. It was buried in the cloth as if the bridge of the nose had been cut off.

Some of his facial muscles are missing, and he has no lips.

Thirty-two teeth lined up neatly close to the base of the ears, and the gums and the harsh teeth were always exposed to the air.

"The Master of Skinning?" Zheng Qian widened his eyes and asked in a slightly trembling voice.

"Oh? Have you heard of my name?" The skinning master Sipedotek opened his mouth wide.

The tongue, which was as agile as a snake and covered with viscous saliva, licked the scimitar on his arm.

With the affirmation of the other party, Zheng Qian's forehead could not help but a drop of cold sweat slipped: "I haven't heard of it, but your unique shape fits this name very well."

Although there is a smile on his face.

But Zheng Qian's heart is already extremely frightened.

Awful, awful, awful!

Although this product looks like a mob in a third-rate horror movie, the sense of oppression is not a joke!

The invisible smell of blood exuded from the body, just looking at it, the heart seemed to be crushed.

"Old Zheng, this... this guy is not easy, I am afraid we are not opponents if we work together."

Even Zhao Aotian clearly felt that this was not an opponent he could match at this stage.

Even Zhao Aotian would feel fear. Can you imagine how terrifying the power of this demon god is?

Zheng Qian smiled bitterly: "We can't run away either."

"Yes, you can't escape, no one can escape from me."

Sipedotek raised his right hand.

The four scimitars faintly leaked a little magical power, and in the center they condensed into a bean-sized energy ball.

"You are [] Zheng Qian, right? The smell of truth cannot be covered."

"That is……"

The sixth sense of battle and creatures sounded the dying alarm at the moment that energy ball began to condense!

"Old Zhao! Help!!"

[Things to be done* The most high-rank space is cut off, Tenth Stage is the most intensified]

Zheng Qian exploded his hair like a frightened wild cat, and instantly transported all the magic elements to create a ten-layer space cut off.

Zhao Aotian rushed up for the first time, pressing his hands on the space break, using his pure fighting spirit to further strengthen its strength.

However……

"Sorry, I won this first-class merit first."

Whoops.

Sipedotek's voice fell, and the energy ball suddenly shot out at an astonishing speed that was invisible to the naked eye.

Immediately afterwards, I heard the crisp sound of a string of glass being shattered.

The purple ball of light penetrates ten layers of rice paper and cuts down all the most fortified spaces of the ten layers.

Zhao Aotian and Zheng Qian were both hit through the shoulders.

"Varied……"

The huge impact force doubled the two of them to fly a kilometer away.

The purple energy ball hit the end of the horizon in an instant.

There was a boom.

A mushroom cloud as high as 10,000 meters rose to the sky.

"Uh ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

Zhao Aotian screamed horribly while clutching his shoulders.

His entire right arm was shattered, leaving only a small amount of skin and flesh to connect.

Although Zheng Qian is a little better, the hole in his right shoulder is enough to put a fist in.

The pain in the shoulder is genuine.

With only one blow, Zhao Aotian and Zheng Qian both felt the unimaginable strength of their opponents.

So strong!

This is not the opponent we can deal with now!

real body?

Already used!

Just now when Zhao Aotian rushed to strengthen the space severance, Zheng Qian took advantage of his carelessness and unlocked his true body for a moment.

But still couldn't stop Sipedotek's joking blow.

"Oh? Let's forget the dragon, why do you human being have this kind of strength?"

Thousands of miles away are as close at hand.

Sipedotek just took a step and reached the two of them across a kilometer.

The condescending Demon God's mouth evoked a cruel arc.

That is the powerful man who holds the power of life and death, and the condescending smile of the weak.

"But it doesn't matter, your skins will become my proud collection."

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