The Demon King Took Off His Little Horns

The prince who entered the bottom of the rift has begun to ask God, asking their **** to grant him a new powerful family, otherwise it will be difficult to resist the offensive of the Three Realms.

The unknown giant tree that penetrates the Three Realms is spreading its kin to different battlefields. For example, there will be more divisions between the heaven and the demon world, and as for the human world, there will be less... It seems that there is wisdom to adjust the position where the monsters will appear.

In addition, this giant tree also connects the battlefields of the three realms. Once a realm is weak, you can dispatch troops at any time. This is obviously for the later stage when the battle situation is more intense. Work together and prepare for combat.

What if the giant tree is amazing! The prince thought coldly that when his new kin arrives, whether the emperor or the queen, the former is powerful and the latter is prolific, they can organize an effective counterattack.

But...

Standing blankly at the bottom of the fissure, listening to the whispers, the prince never thought that his brother had not told him.

—Gods also ask for sacrifices.

Although it is not a one-to-one ratio, if you want to be powerful, you also need to fill in a sufficient number of low-level monsters. These monsters can breed by themselves, and they exist like livestock. The prince is usually not soft at all, but at this time, any combat power has become especially valuable, how can it withstand the consumption of both ends!

Above is the offensive of the Three Realms, and below, gods are constantly asking for sacrifices, and the prince is simply embarrassed.

"My God!" It said sadly, "Please don't ask for too much, the ethnic group... the ethnic group can't support it anymore!"

God did not abandon them. In the dark, the prince heard some trivial information, which was conveyed to him by God. It turns out that if you want to get high-level siblings again, you must either offer enough low-level siblings, or... offer the rest of the powerful creatures!

The moment he heard the news, the golden arrow and the snow-winged angel that shot the golden arrow suddenly flashed in the prince's mind.

There is a crazy idea in its heart, if the angel can be dragged down, not only will the current battle situation be reversed, but God will also be happy!

There was a faint tremor in the crack, someone was flying down the extremely deep crack, and the prince raised his head. It will never mistake this breath, the snow-winged white-haired angel, the angel who let him experience death more than once...

Crazy thoughts are unprecedentedly expanding, and the prince knows that if he doesn't come up with enough valuable things, Ansel will not rush forward, and it is most suitable to use himself as the bait. It could only endure the pain, and dismantled half of its already damaged brain, that is, a quarter of its brain. With this, it might be able to lure Ans El to the depths as before.

However, the prince was worried that this plan would not work.

Although Ansair has a strong desire to destroy it, he will be reckless, but according to his observation, Ansair is always guarded by someone, if he is stopped at a critical moment, no Let him take a risk, and his plan may not succeed.

This is the case, looking at the angels and demons who come with them, the prince does not know why...

Sudden tears of hatred shed.

***

On the way down, Ans El and Ceros saw not only living monsters, but also dead monsters. There were even fossils embedded in the stone walls around the cracks. Monsters are dying here, and there are not only many generations. They are entangled in this world, growing from the weak, and never concealing their greed.

"It can be seen that the monsters coveted our world, perhaps since the age of the gods, it just broke out in our age."

Ansel's tone was deep.

"If you don't get rid of all the monsters this time, I'm afraid of endless troubles."

Before Ansair and Theros entered the rift, they informed the heavens early, hoping they could take on more monsters. Shalia had a great view of the overall situation, gritted her teeth, led the angels to the death battle, and the Human World also shared the pressure. Only then could Ansi Er and Theros escape and go deep into the rift.

In fact, when he came down the road just now, Ans El was analyzing with Ceros, talking about the confusing whispers before, even Ceros was disturbed, showing the power. But in the confrontation that followed, no monsters used this ability again, that is, those whispers and abilities were not owned by monsters.

Anseyer once again mentioned one thing that he had been brooding about. For the first time, he chased and killed the prince to the rift. When the prince was desperate, he once let out a howl of hatred, saying—

【Heaven should have been in my god’s bag! 】

So, the existence under this rift is...!

Cerros looked solemn.

"It follows that the gods outside the world have long coveted our prosperous world."

"The gods must be repulsed, or the monsters will come back no matter how many times."

They negotiated and killed monsters all the way, and the demon king could see the angel's wings on his side. The pair of feathers radiated soft light, the feathers and down were trembling in the falling wind, and Ruo Ruowu always leaned towards Ceros, not only to help him illuminate, but also to protect him.

Cerros is sweet.

Even though the surroundings are dark and there are monsters, he and Ansair still seem to be walking on the wedding ceremony avenue!

The wedding march played in his head made His Majesty the Demon King kill monsters faster. Suddenly, the solemn march came to an abrupt end, and a shadow passed by.

"That's..." Ansair frowned, "Prince?"

Although it is only the appearance of a priest-level monster, the extraordinarily strange atmosphere can make the prince different from other priests. I saw that the prince was hiding among the monsters, and the monsters were connected to form an airtight net here, covering the bottom of the fissure.

Anse Er wanted to know what was down there, and the perception told him that he must know.

Seeing that he was about to bend a bow and shoot an arrow, Ceros raised his hand to block it and said.

"I'll do it."

The monsters frantically re-wrapped the net to cover it up, but the scene displayed in an instant was terrifying enough!

—At the bottom of the fissure, a large glowing area was bubbling with foam, and those lights were a kind of strange fluorescence, and the blisters that kept bulging were like the sores or scabies on a huge strange creature. If you put aside the feature of decay and festering, in fact, this luminous area is more like a huge furnace, and groups of monsters are numbly throwing themselves into the furnace, as if they are turning themselves into firewood, in order to wake up something more terrible s things.

The upper part is in a hurry to fight to the death, and the lower part is devoted to the same clan at any cost. The monster is probably doing a very terrible thing.

The Prince's breath came again, flickering, even stronger than what Ansair had sensed before. The prince in the dark knew that the two demon kings wanted to come in and solve the root cause. He wanted to gamble crazily. Not only did he expose the bottom of the rift, but he also cut off half of his own brain, and cut the other half again, so that he was left with only one left. one eighth.

Such a lot of chips and price, it's all on the table!

Ansier's heart moved slightly, he glanced at Ceros, but Ceros refused; Ansier secretly pulled his cloak, but Ceros still refused; Sier quietly shoved one of the space-time orbs into Ceros' hands, and he mastered the other one. Ceros knew that he couldn't persuade him to come back.

He looked at the angel's sunset pupils.

Besides, the above battle, I don't worry about handing it over to Ans El, only Ceros.

Roaming and smoothing the three worlds, the will to sacrifice and sacrifice, the determination to eradicate monsters at all costs...

As of now, the devil seems to have understood something, and he would rather not understand it. Because after he understood, he couldn't stop Ansair from doing it.

"Anse Er..." He said in a faint voice, "You really landed for the world, right?"

His voice was too soft, and Ansel couldn't hear the sentence clearly, showing a puzzled look. Ceros didn't say anymore, just said softly.

"At least let me make this scene real for you."

While they were discussing silently, the prince was dancing beside them. At the end of the dance, I felt that it was boring. Looking at the two demon kings floating in the air, I wondered if they had found something. After all, the division of the brain affects the IQ of the prince. If it is complete, or if this half of the brain is nourished for a long time, he may have been suspicious long ago, but after all, only one-eighth of the division is left.

Anseir and Ceros did not pause for long and started to act, which successfully dispelled the prince's doubts. Theros himself carried the pressure of most of the monsters, allowing Ans El to preserve his strength, and the sword of the abyss strangled the web of monsters below, trying to break through.

The prince mobilized his family and refused to sit still. Seeing that Ansi Er really planned to capture the thief and capture the king, he came first in its direction, and the prince knew that his bait had worked. It lured Ansel into the enemy line, avoiding the endless arrows of light, it doesn't matter if the body is broken, it doesn't matter if the brain thrown to make the bait is damaged, just separate the two of them!

Hurry up! Hurry up and be burned by the fighting spirit! Just like what his brother told him about the flaws of War Angel!

The vertical pupil of the sunset gradually changed, and the angel did not seem to know that he had been drawn farther and farther. The always sensible companion called behind him, and he never looked back.

A magic began to unfold, the prince instinctively sensed the threat, it fled in a panic, and lured the angel to the expected position.

"Sacrifice—"

Some of Ansel's sanity has no emotions, but is filled with fighting spirit.

"One third of my magic."

The prince's body exploded into powder in an instant, and the brain that was kept out watched this scene in horror, not daring to imagine what would happen if Ansel gave all his magic power. But despite being too frightened to crawl, it grinned slowly, grinning fearfully and happily.

Sacrifice to God! !

The web of monsters suddenly evacuated, dazzling fluorescent flashes, Ansi Er subconsciously closed his eyes, countless tentacles stretched out from the bottom of the crack, wrapped around his body and wings, sighing contentedly .

[…&@星#&]

Sunset eyes widened instantly.

White feathers turned into black feathers in an instant.