Abyss Demon of the Worlds

There is no communication whatsoever.

Olshaga's fist smashed directly at Emerson with absolute speed and power in the next instant.

At a height of more than six meters, his legs were about as thick as the opponent's waist, and visually it looked like an adult beating a primary school student.

A fist down is like hitting someone with a big hammer, the fist is almost as big as the opponent's head.

Looking at the fist that was about to hit him, Emerson felt the taste that he couldn't take it hard, and his face changed immediately.

Years of combat experience made him know that at this distance, he would never be able to dodge with conventional methods, so he turned the sharp blade in his hand directly, and cut it directly against the edge of Olshaga's arm. Peel off the meat directly. On the other hand, he used a forceful kick to suspend his body, and used the sharp blade in his hand as a fulcrum to turn his body directly above the opponent's arm.

When the weapon in his hand stabbed the opponent's arm, Emerson clearly felt that the curse effect attached to his weapon was working, but the hardness of the layer of armor on the opponent's body surprised him. Although he stabbed in with all his strength, it was extremely difficult to stab more.

There is a feeling of being forcibly cutting the [Demi-Artifact].

So without any hesitation, he directly controlled the weapon in his hand and poured all the toxins stored in it into the small wound.

All of this is very slow, but it only happened in an instant. Before Emerson could adjust his posture in mid-air again, Olsaka was injected with toxin into the wound, and it was as fast as lightning. A slender blood vessel stretched out from the speed of covering his ears. Like a poisonous snake ready to go, it plunged into Emerson's arm and injected its contents into the opponent's body.

In the face of this sudden situation, the magic in Emerson's body instantly burst out from the inside of that arm under his control.

With a lot of blood spilled, the arm was completely cut off.

Orshaga glanced at the dark elf in front of her with malice and said to the dark elf in front of her with malice that most of the wounds on her arm had healed. Well, I still want to inject all those toxins back for you..."

If the weapon in the opponent's hand carries a special effect of exorcism, he may be slightly afraid, but if it is just a curse and toxin, it is basically a free gift to him.

As a demon, he has a strong innate resistance to toxins and curses, and with the blessing of innate abilities, this ability has been fully improved.

Except for a few poisons and curses, most of these two types of things are just nourishment for him.

Not only will it not cause damage to him, but it will also replenish his energy and stamina.

But the dark elf in front of him is different. Although his race has good resistance to toxins and curses, it is still a few grades worse than Olshaga.

Moreover, what Olshaga just injected into the opponent through his own blood vessels, in addition to the toxin contained in the opponent's sharp blade, there is also the powerful plague that comes with his innate ability.

It was a special product that could poison elemental creatures alive.

It can be said that if the opponent's movements are slowed down by even a fraction of a second, he will be dead.

"Damn..."

Emerson was both irritated and grateful to see the severed arm around him that had become covered with abscesses in a second or two.

As a demigod, his body's resistance is definitely not weak, but that arm can quickly decay into this appearance with some remaining energy, which shows that what has just been injected is not simple. It's definitely not going to be good if the action is slower.

Holding the sharp blade in his hand with one hand, Emerson's vigilance has reached the highest level.

He knew that the slightest slack would lead to his own death, so he secretly and quietly used the hidden communication props, wanting to wait for the time to come to the rescue.

Orshaga, who didn't know what the other party planned, did not directly attack the opponent who had already set up a posture, but just like a beast that was hunting, it kept spinning around the opponent without a sound.

With a nasty taste on his face, he said jokingly: "You are in this world, you should be called a demigod, right? According to the division of power rank, your rank should be a little higher than mine, if you just weren't You were so careless after you hit me, you shouldn't be acting like that."

Hearing the latter paragraph, Emerson was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that Orshaga was actually just a [median demon], and after a while of silence, he slowly replied: "...So what, no matter who it is. There’s nothing wrong with paying for your carelessness when you make mistakes.”

Having said that, after all, it was just self-consolation to not lose, but it was inevitable that I felt regret in my heart.

In this regard, although Olsaka had no way of knowing, he could still vaguely guess it. After turning around for two more times, he looked at the other party who was still standing there and staring at him. The abuse in his eyes was even more serious. Obvious.

I saw him pointing, and the broken arm next to the other party said:

"Forgot to tell you something.

What I just injected you with, although the effect is similar to poison, is essentially an airborne plague, it can enter the host through the skin, although the effect will be much worse, far less It's just right to inject the virus stock solution directly.

If you count the time, it should take effect soon..."

As soon as the words fell, Emerson's not-so-good-looking face immediately froze. The originally pale complexion suddenly became a little red, and the various senses of the body began to slow down rapidly.

Although the sudden state of the body is far from the lethal effect, it can take some time to adjust the body to recover, but in the current situation, these negative conditions are completely lethal factors.

Faced with his flaws, Orshaga, who had been waiting for a long time, did not hesitate at all. He directly stretched out his big hand and took off the opponent's head, wanting to take off the opponent's head in one fell swoop without giving him any chance.

In the face of his blow, although Emerson felt dizzy, he still tried to forcibly activate the power in his body to escape into the shadow world again, but just after mobilizing his power, he felt that there were a lot of impurities in his body. Everything that blocks one's own actions, although it can take some effort to clear them up, but at this moment, there is obviously no time for that...

Just when he thought he was about to die, a golden stream of light rushed towards Olshaga's head from more than ten kilometers away, trying to stop the move in his hands.

Faced with his arrival, Olsaka ignored him, and his hand continued to grab the opponent's neck without stopping.

"Crack..."

It was the sound of a broken neck bone.

The opponent's neck was ripped off.

"Bang!"

And that golden light also mercilessly hit Olshaga's face, causing a violent explosion.