Restarting the myth

The pale bat has a pair of fleshy wings. Because it is a newborn, the torso is only the size of a palm without the wings, and the wrinkles on the body are as if it has been soaked in water for a long time. ]|I{•------» «------•}I|[

It has no limbs, no head, and no so-called facial features. It only has a single eye standing upright on the chest.

The bat is one of the symbols of Pride, the head of the seven deadly sins. It is normal to use the altar of the Lord of Pride to create a clone. It is reasonable and there is nothing wrong with it.

But Wayne thought about it carefully and felt that he was being implied. It was Bruce and Wayne, and now there was another bat...

He looked at the single eye on the bat's chest, and when his eyes met, he felt a blood connection.

The last time he had this feeling was a few seconds ago when he looked into the eyes of the Book of Greed.

"So ugly!"

From the aesthetic point of view of normal people, the one-eyed bat is very ugly, that is, very ugly.

Considering that the bat has his own blood flowing in its body, Wayne said that its appearance is unconventional, vivid, anthropomorphic, unique and novel, and extremely creative.

"Newborns are like this, wrinkled, and they will look good when they grow up."

Wayne was talking to himself while studying his hell clone, and the voice of the Thousand Eyes Demon came to his ears: "Injecting thoughts can accelerate the growth of the clone, faster, and when it can take over this territory, it means that it is mature, and then you can control this territory through it."

"My master, please wait a moment."

Wayne increased his thinking investment and said respectfully from the bottom of his heart.

I thought that in this materialistic society, there would be fewer and fewer great good people like the Lord of the Void, but I never expected that the Thousand Eyes Demon would inherit his legacy and become bigger and stronger to set new heights.

When doing business, you should find demons and evil gods. These evil demons are more righteous than each other.

In comparison, the Father Church of the justice camp is just a street lamp pendant. They don't have money or lives. When they are desperate, they just sell their butts.

You can knead it as you like, and you can even invest in it.

What is this, a butt version of "Zi once said: If someone hits you on the left cheek, kind people, please turn your right cheek to him"?

Pah, too high-class!

"Bruce, hurry up and put all your thoughts into it."

The Thousand Eyes Demon was in a hurry. The clones kept sending bad news. A golden law angel descended, and the transaction with the three free mages was not as successful as expected. Only one partner was negotiated.

Several parties were looking for his body, getting closer and closer.

The Death Knight was late, and the Thousand Eyes Demon no longer counted on the other party. He regarded the clone of "Bruce" as a trump card. As long as he could withstand this wave of counterattacks, he would surely come to the world as a king.

Just a little bit.

The Thousand Eyes Demon sat on the throne, and this little bit was the most difficult point. I hope everything goes well and there will be no more variables.

After arriving at Lendan, the Thousand Eyes Demon rushed to the entrance of the gate of hell as soon as possible and successfully found the altar and part of the territory left by the Lord of Pride in the world.

Others can't find it, but it doesn't mean he can't find it. As a devil, this is not difficult for him at all.

Victory is just around the corner, just sit on the throne and wait.

The Thousand Eyes Demon didn't get carried away by the upcoming victory. He reviewed the failure cases of his peers. Every time, he opened champagne at halftime, and every time he fell at the last step.

I was just one step away from success! xn

The Thousand Eyes Demon didn't know how many times he had heard similar complaints, and his ears were about to be worn out. He didn't want to fall at the last step and become a new joke in hell, so he had plans to form an alliance with the Death Knight, attack the Father Church, Jerif, Bruce, etc.

These are all superficial operations to fool people. There is no army of magical life, and there is no inverted pentagram connecting hell. Everything is to delay time so that the Thousand Eyes Demon can successfully cross the last step.

If the plan hadn't changed quickly, this one would have been stable.

The Thousand Eyes Demon hated the Death Knight for not keeping his word and not having any chivalry. If the Death Knight could guard the first floor obediently, he would not be racing against time in fear and trembling.

"Wait until my real body comes to the world, no..."

The Thousand Eyes Demon looked at the rapidly growing white bat. With the new body created by the Lord of Pride, what else does he need? The real body is just a clone.

The Golden Rule of Angels, the Divine Comedy of the Seven Deadly Sins, and the two characteristics of heaven and hell, the new body is born to be a devil with infinite potential, more powerful than his original body.

Faced with this overwhelming wealth, the Thousand Eyes Demon smiled but said nothing.

"Hehehehe————"

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The dark domain closed in, and Orb stood in place with a longbow in his hand. At this time, he returned to his youth, without using an old appearance to cover up his elf appearance, and was so handsome that he seemed to have walked out of an oil painting.

His deep blue eyes were like the starry sky on a summer night, twinkling with stars, and like a deep lake, quiet and modest, as if they could accommodate all the light.

His figure is slender and elegant, and his temperament...

8,000 words of description are omitted here.

In short, Aub is as beautiful as an elf prince. Because of his soft appearance, he is more feminine, so it is not impossible to pretend to be an elf queen in women's clothing.

After killing the clone of the Thousand Eyes Demon, Aub's face was not happy at all. There was a cold light in his eyes. He held the longbow tightly and waited for the two colleagues who had not appeared yet.

Five minutes later, Planck and Born showed up at the same time as they had agreed. The former had a burnt beard and the latter had a messy suit. They had both experienced a fierce battle.

Orb looked even worse, and gritted his teeth and said, "Who, who among you cooperated with the Thousand Eyes Demon?"

"I didn't."

"Not me!"

The two legendary wizards denied it, swore, and bit themselves to the death to draw a clear line between themselves and the devil. When faced with temptation, their eyes were not dry.

"Then why did it take you so long to come out?"

"The enemy is too strong."

"I'm too weak!"

"..."

Ob's chest rose and fell violently. It was obvious that he was very angry. He glared at Planck and Born fiercely: "I will write this matter in the report. You'd better reject the devil. If I find anyone lying, I swear to make him pay with blood."

"Ob, you know me, I never hesitate when it comes to right and wrong." Born proved himself with a serious face.

"Why are only the two of us written into the report? It can't be you and the devil, Orb..."

Planck snorted twice, and seeing Orb's long face, he decisively changed the subject: "The clone of the Thousand Eyes Demon has been destroyed, and his mind has been further weakened. I feel that he is stalling for time. Hurry up and find his body. Until now, everything has been too smooth."

"Since you know he is stalling for time, why not..."

Ob wanted to say something else, but the timing was not right now. He shook his sleeves and had to give up: "You two go back first. I will walk the rest of the way by myself. Remember, the reason why the Free Mage Alliance exists is because Lendan always exists!"

After speaking, his figure blurred and faded like moonlight.

"What? This old guy doesn't believe us. Do we look very easy to be tempted by the devil?" Planck said unconvinced.

"I won't be tempted by the devil, but you may not be." Bonn refused to become a member of the plural, asking Planck not to compare himself with him.

"Born, there are no outsiders here. Orb has left. Tell me the truth. Did you make a deal with the devil? How far did the deal go?"

"I said I didn't!"

"I don't believe you. I almost agreed. You definitely can't do it."

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On the second underground floor, there were continuous roars.

The tactical team members set up a holy light barrier to prevent the corpse demon from moving. Atley was wearing hard armor and dancing with a holy spear. The sharp edge condensed to the extreme was sharp and powerful. He broke through the stratum corneum defense of the corpse demon again and again, and injected fire elements into it for blasting.

As I said, those who can't kill the corpse demon will make it stronger.

Atley was furious and fought against hundreds of monsters alone. He cut down the monsters as if he was in a demon-free state. After cutting the monsters, he turned around to deal with the elite monsters.

Time is unforgiving. It is obviously impossible for him to be invincible again. With the help of the holy armor and the holy spear, he barely suppressed the corpse demon.

He could feel that the corpse demon was becoming stronger and stronger, treating attacks as food, and growing stronger through eating again and again. In a few more rounds, the situation might turn into the corpse demon suppressing him.

The ability of the glutton's familiar was too powerful. The most terrifying ability was not growth, but its characteristic of not fearing the holy light and treating it as food.

If it weren't for this, Atley was confident that he could wipe out all traces of the corpse demon's existence in the first round.

As he was thinking, his eyes suddenly shrank and he took a breath of cold air.

The corpse demon's pale arms melted, and his body shrank a circle, becoming much thinner. The disappeared flesh and blood were condensed into a war spear, which was almost the same as the holy spear in Atley's hand except that it could not use holy light magic.

The corpse demon not only regarded attacks as food, but also learned Atley's fighting skills while being beaten.

Learning is also a kind of eating!

The corpse demon held the war spear in his hand, and his deadly red lips screamed shrilly. After countless beatings, he started to attack actively for the first time.

The war spear swept across, and the black mist extended the sharp arc.

In the violent vibration of the air, the rubble and dust were like the raging sea, swaying in all directions.

Atley faced the violent roar, shouted loudly, and vibrated his light wings to fight against it.

The two big guns met, and the ground platform under his feet was shattered into pieces, breaking, rolling, splashing, and large pieces of earth and rocks flew in all directions like cannonballs, and the friction of the air made a deafening whistle.

Accompanied by a huge roar, the amazing air waves were scattered, breaking the holy light barrier in the blink of an eye, forcing the team members to retreat away from the center of the battlefield.

The solid holy light barrier was broken, and a group of people had unbelievable faces.

In the center of the battlefield, the high-speed air flow rubbed and vibrated violently, and muffled sounds continued.

Atley only felt that the holy spear in his hand was stuck in the swamp mud. Even if his wings shone and pushed his power to the limit, he could not move forward at all.

Before he could attack, the corpse demon screamed and roared, and the terrifying force as huge as a landslide and tsunami pressed down and led into his arms along the holy spear.

Atley roared and roared, his arms trembled violently, and he felt that his heart was tightly grasped by a big hand, and his blood could not flow. The world in his eyes turned gray at this moment.

The downward force was getting stronger and stronger!

The trembling of his arms spread to his waist, and then to his legs. The ground and rock layers under Atley's feet collapsed, his legs sank to his knees, and his unconscious calves could be violently crushed to kneel at any time.

Atley's eyes were red and extremely angry. As a clergyman, it would be better to kill him directly than to make him kneel to the devil.

Ignoring the wailing of the flesh, he shouted angrily and wanted to activate the unparalleled for the second time.

Hiss!

Atli's Wushuang was not activated, the space crack opened, and a slender figure with wings waving, a slightly short body came to Atli's side, swept the holy light spear and knocked the corpse demon away.

Renata!

Reinforcements are coming.

The angel who descended on Renata overturned the corpse demon with one blow, and fluttered out with a spear of holy light that was taller than both of her. The tip of the spear flashed and cut off the corpse demon's white wrist holding the flesh spear.

"Why did you come here? Did the plan not go well?"

Atli's legs were numb, and he struggled to climb out of the pit with Gunther's help. When he saw the angel pouring all the concentrated power of holy light into the big gun, he hurriedly opened his mouth and shouted in order to wipe out the corpse demon in one go.

"Don't use the Holy Light. It is a familiar of Gluttony, not an ordinary alchemy creature. The Holy Light will be swallowed by it as food!"

Too many words.

Halfway through Atli's words, Angel's ultimate move had already been launched.

The light hit the corpse demon, and the Holy Light Array spread out at its feet. A light pillar with a diameter of ten meters rose into the sky, forming a majestic cross about a hundred meters high.

The corpse demon howled miserably in the light, calling for its mother in pain. There have been previous successful cases, and it tried to swallow the holy light to make itself stronger.

This is instinctive and a good idea, even if it uses your brain.

But success once does not mean success the second time. The holy light cast by the angel personally crushes Atli's holy light magic in both quality and quantity.

The corpse demon only swallowed one mouthful, and the red lips on its abdomen decomposed and dissipated, and its huge body gradually blurred under the impact of the holy light.

By the time the magnificent cross dissipated, the corpse demon no longer existed.

After Renata used her ultimate move, she looked at Atli in confusion. She seemed to be talking to her just now. I didn't hear her clearly. Can you say it again?

Atli:

Not sure if it was an illusion, but he seemed to hear a giggle from one of the team members.

Gunther's face was expressionless, taking care of Atli's face, without raising the corners of his mouth at all, and nodded towards Renata, asking the angel to continue his efforts, continue to go deep below, and search for the Thousand-Eyed Demon's true body.

At the same time, he and Atli talked quietly and asked several questions.

Mona stood aside cautiously, looking around but unable to find the familiar buttocks. Taking advantage of the conversation between the two leaders, she said: "Archbishop, captain, my lord... I mean Bruce, he also fell off just now. , hitting people and disappearing."

Gunther frowned. He was more concerned about Mona's mental condition than the unknown Bruce. He said seriously: "I didn't arrange this mission well. I will issue you a letter of introduction in a few days." , go to Hongyelin for psychological counseling, there is something wrong with your current situation."

Mona: "..."

Something was wrong, it felt good. If it was a nickname for Bruce, it was just smooth for a while, and she could change it back.

Hearing Gunther's words, Atli was furious and said dissatisfied: "If you really feel something is wrong, you can erase the thoughts in Mona's body instead of continuing to impose a seal and try to lock Bruce's location. ”

No, it might be useful to keep it.

Gunther glanced at Atli lightly: "I am the Archbishop, I have my own arrangements."

Okay, okay, you are the archbishop and I am a thug!

Atli closed his eyes in depression. He gradually became weak mentally and physically, and he almost reached the age of retiring behind the scenes. When he returned, he submitted an application to be transferred to a civilian position.

He's just an archbishop, nothing special. With his accumulated merits, he became one with his eyes closed.

While several people were talking, Renata released her ultimate move again, and the majestic cross continued to output, causing the bombardment space to vibrate.

There were no enemies, and since I couldn't find the location of the door and couldn't break in, I chose to simply and crudely demolish the wall.

The trembling space barrier became weaker and weaker, and a figure came over. It was holding a long bow and had a handsome face. It was none other than Free Mage Orb.

"Master Orb, why are you the only one? Where are the other two?"

"They destroyed the clone of the Thousand-Eyed Demon. They were seriously injured and unable to continue fighting. They went back to recuperate." Orb replied lightly.

Family scandals should not be made public. Regarding the Free Mage Alliance, no matter who is right or wrong, everyone is our own behind closed doors.

Not to mention that Planck and Bonn are just suspected, even if there is a real problem, Orb will not tell the people of the Holy Father.

Gunther said nothing and accepted the reason.

boom! ! !

Cracks in the space tore open, and under the angel's continuous crazy attacks, the wall collapsed, and the portal to the last floor slowly opened in front of everyone's eyes.

Lava, sulfur, and the hot breath hit my face.

"This is……"

"Hell?"