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"Angel! If you want to deal with me, you have to be a wise angel..." Bafeng laughed evilly, and any humanized expression on his sheep's head made people feel so terrifying.

The huge bone sickle in his hand waved, and even the surrounding air burst into bursts of cutting sounds.

The surface of the scythe's sharp blade seemed to be surrounded by countless ghosts of unjustly killed souls and howling.

The slender and tough black nails on Bafengte's hands rubbed against the surface of the sickle like a whetstone, making a harsh sound of "Zhenzheng".

"You occupy the body of a Sequence 3 demon, even if your deity is the original ancestor, you can only exert the strength of the calamity, but since you have come to this world... I will not let you go back... I I will...I will...kill..."

Cassidio's mouth opened, but he couldn't organize what he was going to say next.

To be precise, there is a kind of half-speaking, but forgot to say the next word... It's like a sudden memory gap...

'Baphomet! Baphomet! He is Baphomet! ' Cassidio kept emphasizing this fact deep in his heart, he forgot what he was going to say, why was he here... How did he wake up?

Cassidio had forgotten all of this, but he kept two things in his mind that he had to remember.

'That's the devil Baphomet! ’

'That's my enemy! ’

Cassidio no longer delved into why his memory was blank at this moment, he started to attack according to the instinct in his heart.

Holy Light condensed a long sword in his hand and stabbed towards Bafeng.

The rapid speed is like a flash of light.

Cassidio has regained his full strength as an angel, a combination far beyond his New York state.

His speed was so fast that the naked eye couldn't catch it, but the blade was still on the blade of the scythe.

The ground around Baphomet and Cassidio began to break.

The whole land seemed to be split into a gulf by this sudden blow.

The sky was gloomy and terrifying, and the surrounding fog was shaken away, revealing a blank space in the middle...

When the long sword condensed by the Holy Light in his hand collided with the bone sickle in Bafengte's hand, the sharp voice pierced through Cassidio's mind. In a short moment, he forgot himself again. Why is he here, what did he do just now?

If not firmly remember Baphomet is the devil is the enemy.

That Cassidio really couldn't instinctively resist the opponent's left leg kicking over.

Cassidio cast aside some distractions and obsessions in his mind, and gradually switched to an instinctive fighting method to fight Baphomet.

Cassidio's way of fighting is incoherent, hack! cut! prick!

Like a lunatic constantly attacking persistently.

Baphomet looked at each other playfully as if he were looking at a mad fool.

The Sword of Holy Light slashed on the bone sickle again, and at this moment Cassidio gave up the sword in his hand, and the moment he let go, the long sword turned into a floating fluorescent light.

He wrapped the holy light directly around his wrist and punched Baphomet **** the side cheek...

The heat of the Holy Light almost scorched half of Baphomet's face.

He stared at Cassidio with scarlet eyes, and let out a roar that shook the other side back and forth.

The aftermath of this roar was too great, and it made Colonel Buck and others who gradually led the special forces closer to the battlefield of angels and demons very uncomfortable.

They only felt that their internal organs and six lungs were slapped abruptly by the ferocious huge waves.

The turbulent backlog of blood instantly seemed to burst all the blood vessels in the body.

Cassidio retreated a large distance, his consciousness and memory began to clear... The blank in his mind was instantly filled like a resurgence.

He looked warily at the bone sickle in Baphomet's hand.

It was given to Baphomet by the fallen son of the stars, Lucifer, the deputy of the Lord of Hell.

As Satan fell into hell, the goat demon who rebelled from the original demon camp to the fallen angel camp, Baphomet was adopted by Lucifer as his adopted son.

And this bone sickle, whose name is 'Skull-cutting sickle', is an evil thing with a terrible reputation.

When fighting, Baphomet likes to use his nails to rub the blade of the Skull Scythe, making a harsh sound.

The memory of any creature that hears the sound is momentarily isolated.

At this time, the other party will show a blank look, forget where he is, what he will say next, and some battle essentials and actions.

Even deeper, you will forget whether Baphomet is an enemy, forget fear, forget everything... Until Baphomet is standing in front of the other side, you can't show fear.

But it was all too late, and the other party could only die tragically under the scythe.

And Baphomet's name has a layer of 'absorbing knowledge' in religious records.

Baphomet was active in France for a period of time when the demons had been abusive in this world, and this demon liked to eat human brains and **** the brains.

And he also let the believers of his faith do the same...

This demon is extremely cunning and, in the fourteenth century, was the object of considerable hatred for the French royal family.

The monster even bewitched the vast majority of the French Knights Templar.

Became the object of mad worship of the knights, and the bewitched knights also called him "the goat of the Sabbath".

At the same time, Baphomet was very famous in medieval summoning.

In the later period, the French royal family also paid a great price to bring this demon back to hell.

There is a French nursery rhyme sings that at the moment when this demon fell back into hell, he swore an oath in the name of his father 'Lucifer'. When the demon takes charge of the world, he will want more control over French territory~www.wuxiaspot.com ~Let the witch accompany him to sleep, and at the same time use magic to make French children grow six heads from birth.

Born on Monday, he eats a brain in his head every day.

They have to eat thousands of them a day, and eat all six brains until Saturday, and the child will die, and it will die before the Sabbath, leaving the child unable to rest in peace.

Baphomet would sleep the whole day on Sunday.

With the habit of eating brains and possessing weapons to cut off the biological memory layer, Baphomet is regarded as an image of absorbing knowledge for no reason.

Cassidio took a deep breath. Only when he maintained his instinct and deepened his hostility to Baphomet could he continue to fight against the opponent.

The Skull-cutting Scythe, in the hands of Baphomet, can make anyone who is his enemy feel terrified.

Colonel Buck and others also gradually approached the direction of Baphomet and Cassidio. When he saw the burly goat demon deity standing opposite Cassidio with a huge bone sickle, he subconsciously swallowed.

The people around them only felt a strong will that their scalps began to tingle.

Demons... Look straight at the real demons of legend.

Father Brewster held the pistol in his hand, which contained the bullet of a drop of the Pope's blood.

This bullet can kill any demon, and the bloodline of the descendants of the gods is not something that any evil can endure...

Bafengte glanced at the periphery, and the slender black nails slipped again on the skull-cutting knife, making a long, piercing sound.

Father Brewster, Colonel Buck and others felt that someone was piercing their ears with a needle, but then they forgot why they appeared here.

Looking at Baphomet again, only the most primitive fear remained. Even Father Brewster forgot that the gun in his hand was an important weapon that could kill Baphomet.