All-Professional Master of Darkness

"He is the one blessed by God. (っ◔◡◔)っ Tyrell put down his hand and looked at Baal and other demons across from him calmly. This sentence immediately dispelled the confusion in their hearts.

"Then we should find a few more demon lords to kill him?" Barr frowned.

Although these demon lords are not their true bodies, their souls are indeed their true bodies. They will inevitably be damaged after being killed, which will also have a great impact on their strength. After all, apart from the Demon Dragon Tageo, even the Demon God has not been able to completely master the soul. They can only absorb and devour the negative emotions in it. As one of the three giants of hell forces, it really does not want the strength of its subordinates to be weakened.

Tyrael said nothing, and his eyes drifted to Durael behind Baal. The latter suddenly jumped up and was about to go berserk. After a short recovery, its magic power was restored to less than half, and its eyes never left the opposite side. With this glance, Tyrell clearly saw that the birdman wanted to give up his magic power again.

What a joke. I am the Demon King, the Demon King second only to the three Demon Gods among the powers of hell. He is on an equal footing with the three of them, Andariel, and has more than tens of millions of demons under his control. How could damn humans be used as a source of magic power?

At this time, a few coughs attracted their attention. Lan Wu smiled faintly, raised his finger and pointed at Duriel behind Baal, and finished the last hit: "How many more levels do you want me to upgrade? Well, Duriel is good, the magic is cold, and it tastes good. You want me to upgrade to the lowest level? To what level?"

Du Rui suddenly exploded with anger. He was almost sucked into a mummy just now, but this damn guy is still only at level 50. If he is sucked again, when he reaches level 60, it will be time for him to report back to hell.

"Minimum level 60." Tyrael struck again, making Turael tremble with anger.

"You... you..." Du Ruier was so angry that he couldn't even speak clearly. Waves of cold air quietly spread in the corridor. In just a short moment, the surrounding walls and ground were covered with a thin layer of frost. It was really angry.

"Shut up." Barr and Diavolo shouted at the same time, forcing Duriel to shut his mouth, his eyes filled with despair.

Now is the arrival of the true soul. Once killed, the soul is bound to be damaged. It is the Demon King, and there are countless demon lords under his command who are eyeing this position. But now the two demon gods have actually planned to make it a victim.

"I agree to your request." Diavolo made way and looked back at Duriel coldly. The latter trembled all over, and reluctantly moved his fat body and walked out.

Lan Wu smiled with satisfaction, dragged the legendary sword backwards, and walked over with brisk steps. This is a huge advantage. A majestic demon king stretched out his neck to be slaughtered by himself. I'm afraid no one would believe him if he told him.

If you suck it this time, you must suck up the big bug Duriel. Others don't understand, but he understands very well. If it weren't for these small amulets, I would have killed enough demons to reach level 60 or 70. Now that all the small amulets are fully charged, all they absorb now are experience points. After draining Duriel, I'm afraid it will be level 65 if not seventy.

Unexpectedly, a sudden change occurred at this moment. Mephisto, who had been silent since Tyrell appeared, and had always been hiding behind Barr and Diavolo, suddenly flashed behind Lanwu. Before Lan Wu and Tyrell could react, it slapped Lan Wu away.

Almost at the same time, Barr's front foot struck the ground hard. More than a dozen tentacles suddenly burst out from the ground, attacking Lan Wu in mid-air and Tyrell behind him.

"Damn it, I've been tricked." Lan Wu was shocked and was about to start a whirlwind to get out of the current predicament. Mephisto's slap was very powerful, but it didn't hurt him. But it's hard to say what these tentacles suddenly protruded from underneath him.

He had just grasped the legendary sword, but unexpectedly, the tentacles were extremely fast and instantly wrapped him up, then suddenly sank into the ground. When he appeared again, he was already in front of Baal.

"Despicable devil." Tyrell swung his sword to cut off the incoming tentacles, flapped his light wings, and immediately flew over to rescue Lan Wu. Unexpectedly, just after flying halfway, more than a dozen tentacles came out of the ground and attacked, forcing it to cut off these tentacles with a sword.

"You're right. We are demons." Mephisto smiled strangely, flashed behind Tyrell, and with his claws, he instantly shot out a ball of pale electricity.

In an instant, the entire Throne of Destruction was filled with pale lightning, making it difficult to open one's eyes. In the dazzling electric light, Tyrell flew out covered in smoke, landed in front of Baal and other demons, and stopped moving.

"Devils never make promises." Baal smiled ferociously, stretched out his tentacles, and wrapped Tyrell around him. Then it looked at Lan Wu, who was struggling, and said with a ferocious smile: "Now the angel is gone. Although your level is not enough, it is enough to use your soul."

"Don't waste time, idiot." Mephisto walked up to Barr with a look of displeasure on his face: "Now is the best opportunity. If you don't want to sacrifice this divine benefactor, I swear to leave this damn place immediately. place."

"Don't be impatient, my brother." Diavolo said with a smile: "The threat of Tyrael is gone. Those human heroes are also trapped in the land abandoned by the gods and cannot come out. The only thing standing in front of us is this Can the Divine Benefactor meet the minimum standards for world stone fusion?”

"Shut up!" Mephisto roared irritably: "Don't force me to leave this damn place. You should know. This damn God's Benefactor is not level enough. If my power is lacking, the World Stone will not be that good." Easy to integrate. Finally, I warn you, start the ritual now or I will leave. This damn place always gives me a bad feeling."

"As you wish, my brother." Diavolo did not take Mephisto's bad attitude to heart, and made way to signal Baal to enter the Throne of Destruction to perform the final rituals.

The group left behind Tyrell, who was tied like a rice dumpling by the tentacles, and led Lan Wu all the way through the portal behind the Throne of Destruction, straight to a blood-red prismatic boulder.

This prismatic boulder is extremely huge. After Baal and the other three demon gods returned to their original appearance, they were nearly five meters tall, but in front of this huge stone, they still looked like babies.

"I feel the power." Baal stretched out his forelimbs and hugged the fragment of the World Stone in front of him intoxicatedly.

"Hurry up!" Mephisto stood on the other side of the World Stone with an impatient look on his face.

"Don't be impatient, my brother. No one can stop us now." Diavolo stood next to the World Stone, forming an equilateral triangle with Baal and Mephisto.

"Let's begin." Baal Jiejie smiled and commanded the tentacles to send Lan Wu to the center of the World Stone.