The Demon King Took Off His Little Horns

Chapter 212:

The demon king with black hair and blue eyes rushed to the front of the front line, leading under the soldiers, and the king's flag was hunting in the demon's army. The Three Realms Tree seems to be cooperating with their strategy, continuing to deliver, still putting pressure on the heavens.

Sharia was about to be beaten to tears by the endless stream of monsters, and the tide of monsters could not be seen at a glance. At this moment, it seemed that all the monsters of the three worlds were concentrated in the heaven!

But...

Hold on! What is Ansair doing that can turn the tide of the battle!

He swallowed a mouthful of blood that reached his throat, and overdrawn his magic even more fiercely.

As a war angel, the red-haired Martis was almost exhausted. Sacrificial magic has been used several times, and four of his six wings are damaged, but it is not enough! Angels are still dying! As a general, he must support him again!

Behind the demon army formation, Master Wang pondered. Although he was often beaten for being unreliable on weekdays, Ansier still gave him the power to act on behalf of the Demon King's Order, which showed his trust. Bai Meng estimates that the situation in the heavens is not very good, but it is not the best way to send the devil rashly.

Suddenly, he saw the twins walking on the battlefield.

"!!"

Martis staggered back, he just passed by death, and several tall general-level monsters attacked from all sides, and he had almost no way to escape. At this moment, two tornadoes swept in, and someone on the left and right supported him out of the monster's encirclement.

The red-haired war angel stared at the twins who were flying with him, each with black wings.

"Bailey...Al..."

He murmured, and suddenly burst into tears.

"No, not you."

"But at least..."

Because of the need to cooperate with the strategy, the Three Realms Tree diligently allocated the monsters, the heavenly realm almost collapsed, and the demon realm beat the monsters, but it was advancing all the way, and the monsters once retreated to the edge of the crack.

Anse Er... Ans Er was busy beating the prince.

"If I can get stronger power, it will definitely not be in such a messy situation now!" Seemingly unwilling, he stepped on the prince so his eyes were about to burst out, and he was already soaked in darkness The sunset-colored pupils were full of irritability, "After accepting the transformation of God, I am weaker than before. Of course, there is a reason for not getting used to it. Is the power given to me by God too little?"

The prince knew that he was irritated by the defeat, and reluctantly spoke.

"Because...also transformed a group of high-level kin...so the power is..."

The dark sunset-colored vertical pupils squinted instantly, and the black-winged angel said suddenly.

"Give it back to me then."

He spoke softly.

Sacrifice more of your kin to gain strength."

The prince was beaten to death, but he smiled strangely when he heard this.

"Angel...you really have been transformed very thoroughly." It laughed loudly, "Sacrificing your kin without blinking an eye is the value of a monster, and now you have adapted."

Anseyer thought, nonsense, sacrifice monsters, he didn't beat the gongs and drums because he was still lurking, otherwise he would have to let this abyss gongs and drums to express his joy!

He dragged the prince back to the bottom of the fissure, looking at the glowing rout area below the fissure, Ans El pursed his lips secretly.

Now he knows, when he was transformed by the power of the Outer God, Ansel learned a lot. This area is the wound of the world. After many years, it has collapsed, all caused by these disgusting worm-like monsters. The gods outside are eager to enter this world and gain dominance in this age of withering gods. At this moment, his huge whiskers are clawing at the world, and his body is close to the world, floating in the void outside the world. .

Anse Er calmed down and stepped forward again. Countless monsters were thrown down, and Ans El faced the direction of the God of Monsters and asked for more power.

There was still a breath of Ceros in his mouth, and his left thumb was unconsciously rubbing the full ring that stored more than 3,000 apertures.

—These circles are finally being used to their full potential.

As before when he was eroded, Ans El felt the tentacles of the Outer God touch him, but this time, he seemed to see something.

***

Anseyer was full of purification techniques, and after regaining his senses, he found himself in a palace above the clouds. Compared with the supreme heaven, it is like the sky and the earth.

The palace is empty now, but there is something on the desk, Ansier walked over and found it was a book.

[When he was born, the gods of the heavens came to congratulate him. 】

This booklet is all handwritten, called "Book of Stars", and the beginning of the booklet is a sentence.

The author recorded the experience of the first star in great detail, its brightness every year, and where it went. Ansier lowered his eyes, paused his fingers for a moment, and then turned back.

The recorder mentioned the invasion of the Outer Gods.

["I will move to the heaven, ready to guard this world."]

[This is what Xing said to me at that time. 】

There is no lack of sadness in the writing of the writer.

[And I also made a dark blue star, He is the last resort. 】

【If the star breaks, he will endure all the pain and suffering, and command the remaining creatures. Whether it is to linger in the corner of the world, or to struggle in vain on the ruins of destruction, in the end, we must "live" and leave a ray of life for the creatures in this world. 】

】

[The devil is the bottom of the world, so I put that star into the devil. 】

At this moment, it was as if he was enlightened. Theros has a calm and quiet personality, and can endure the loneliness that has been counted for thousands of years on the frozen throne. If he wants to choose a leader after all the annihilation and alien invasion, Theros will be well-deserved.

But such an ending, just thinking about it, Ansel felt heartache.

He didn't want Ceros Asmodeus to be so miserable and lonely.

And he was surprised to find that at this moment, when he learned the truth of all his identities and the world, what he was thinking was not "So I am a star", but more thinking—

Cerros is a star!

Ansier regained consciousness, and found that he had come to a place deeper than the bottom of the fissure at this moment. The **** of monsters is here to use other monsters as fuel to give him power. It's dark and quiet here, and it's not the wind whistling around, but the endless turbulent flow outside the world.

Ansi Er himself is a powerful alchemist, and Amon once described the ultimate goal of alchemy to him. In some worlds, creatures use their own planet as a base to explore stars outside the territory, and when they come to them, they use their own world as their root to explore other worlds.

The outer gods also traveled from other, more distant worlds, right?

A visitor from a foreign land should not seek the inheritance of the original owner!

Anseyer spoke from the bottom of his heart, awakening the little golden bird truck that often sleeps in nothingness. The big truck is a golden bird born for him, so they can have a dialogue in their hearts, even the outer gods can't find it.

The whiskers that the outer gods gave the power were getting closer and closer, and Ansel also slowly lowered the height in cooperation, he said softly to the big truck in his heart.

"Aren't you always asking, what's the use of the more than 3,000 apertures I saved? Why don't you make a house for you?"

"Now, the time has come to use those apertures."

"I'm going to use the devil's breath as a fuse, and then put more than three thousand circles—"

"Toss them all out!"

All! department! Throw! out! go! fry! !

Just change one. But Ansier was extremely firm, and the poor little golden bird's head hummed, and he suddenly felt as if he was standing in a busy market, behind a pork stall.

In front of the booth, Ansair was dressed as a monk, and he was looking for trouble.

】【Note】

Truck: "…"

Tears came out.

At this moment, Ans El held his breath, he was infinitely close to the outer god, and this place was actually about to leave this world.

The whistling sound became louder and louder, and the void outside the world was boiling and roaring. Here, it is like being in the abyss, looking at the continental **** from the edge of the continental shelf; or looking at the rift valley on the side of a very high mountain stream.

The dark sunset-colored pupils widened slightly, and Ansel saw the shadow of the outer god. He was suspended in the void, with one tentacle clinging to the world, and the other tentacles also trying to hook up. This scene chilled Ansier's heart. He slowly took off the special space ring on his hand, clasped it in his palm, and moved the breath that had been in his mouth with the tip of his tongue.

The tentacles of the Outer God touched Ans El's arm, and even though he was covered with purification techniques, the intense eroded pain immediately swept his mind. The ring was almost embedded in the palm of his hand, and he couldn't care less about this special space ring that could store the aperture. Ansi Er used the last magic power to ignite the lead wire and threw the ring suddenly!

Fry! Taste the power of his more than 3,600 apertures! !

The moment he threw the ring, Ans El felt as if he had thrown off other things that used to be heavy, and even his wings became extremely light. For countless days and nights, he worked hard to hide the aperture, and scratched his head frantically at the overflowing aperture, for fear that one day he would be discovered as an angel.

Now, I am not afraid anymore.

Because the monsters love him very much.

Because the first demon king who discovered his secret loved him very much.

The violent explosion instantly annihilated all of Ansel's perception, and gradually changed back to the original bright sunset-colored pupils. He saw a golden circle blooming all at the last moment. The light, as if everyone was doing their best to give him a parting gift, was as gorgeous as a fireworks set off for him alone.

The Outer God was blown out of the world, and before Ans El was happy, the last thin tentacle hooked on the edge of the crack. Ans Aier was in a hurry, and if he could meet other gods other than God, even now Ans Aier can't, unless he returns to the constellation!

But...

The big truck with the virtual and the real may work wonders.

The big truck was still crying, and Ansel let out a demonic whisper.

"Because of that outer god, your more than 3,000 suites are gone."

The sadness of the little golden bird suddenly turned into a river, Ans El paused and said again.

"Go and kill him."

Truck: "…"

Big Truck: "Tweet Tweet Tweet Tweet Tweet Tweet Tweet!!"

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah kill! !

Sprinkle-home-of-room-! !

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[Note] Changed from "Lu Ti Xia Boxing Town Kansai"