The God of Destruction

The last series of meaningless characters is obviously not Losa ’s own tone. Adams only felt a strong pressure emerge, as if he was facing a high mountain. He could not help rubbing back and forth for a few steps, and he was suspicious and muttered: "How is this going?"

Lots of dark light emerged from Lotsa in the deep pit. It was dark, full and pure, surging like a liquid, as if the sun had not shined into the deep sea for thousands of years.

When Black Mang was gone, "Loza" reappeared in front of Adams.

"Are you still human?" Adams looked at the monster in front of him in amazement. What happened now was beyond his imagination.

"Thank you, hybrid of the Holy See," the creature in front said in a somber, frustrated, and elegant voice: "If it wasn't for your pressure, I, the demon lord Azgallo, wanted to occupy this body, and I needed to It takes a little effort. "

This monster, who claims to be the demon lord Azgalor, has a pair of huge twisted horns on his forehead, and his eyes seem to be radiated with unending fire, and the blue-black skin is wrinkled, like old bark. He is tall and at least two heads taller than the original Losa. Behind the buttocks, there was a long tail with a pointed cone, flicking back and forth.

In the pit, where there was originally Lothar, only a few pieces of tattered animal skin remained, like pieces of peeled egg shells.

"In order to thank you for that, I will give you a whole body." Azgalo seemed to think for a while before raising a finger with sharp nails:

"Soul deprivation!"

A meandering red light spiraled towards Adams.

Feeling the tremendous threat of the spiraling red light, Adams almost smelled the broken breath of his soul. He suddenly shook his sword and shouted: "You are dreaming, devil!"

A magnificent ray of fighting energy erupted, and Adams' sword reflected the red light back like a mirror.

This is a powerful move against magic that advanced warriors possess: stunts, spell reflexes!

While taking half of the spell's damage, bounce half of the spell's power towards the attacker's position.

Adams only felt cold, as if in a hot summer day, he suddenly jumped into a frozen lake with floating ice. However, he was a quasi-eighth-level fighter, and his willpower was extremely strong, and he quickly woke up from the coma.

Azgalo will not be hit by his own moves. The demon lord relaxed his face to one side, and the cold red light swirled towards him.

Azgalo looked relaxed, but Adams did not think so, especially when he saw the target in red light, he shouted in panic: "No!"

The target of the red light is the small Pan Chen who has been far away from the battlefield and has been unconscious.

Even if Pan Chen was sober, he didn't avoid the strength of this red light. I saw his small body tremble, and then returned to its original state, as if nothing happened.

But Adams knew that the little boy's soul was broken.

Indirectly killing an innocent life makes Adams almost mad.

Adams, who received knighthood orthodox education since childhood, regarded knighthood as his life. In other words, he will abandon those rules only when something more important than life needs to be defended.

What is happening nowadays can almost be called Adams's demon, which will be a big obstacle on his cultivation path.

Azgalo looked at this scene with interest, and he smiled lowly: "Mortal, how do you feel about this scene designed by the great Azgalo?"

It turns out that this is a devil's trap! Adams suddenly awakened. It turned out that Azgalo saw that he was exhibiting a sword of eighth-level power, knew that it was impossible to win easily, and began a psychological war just now.

He directed the fact that Adams killed the innocent, so Adams's firm beliefs were flawed. For the devil, he was able to show his ability to confuse people.

"Fate, demon!" Adams exclaimed angrily. He raised his great sword and rushed towards the demon lord.

Azgalo's big mouth cracked open, and the twisted horns wobbled, drawing a cold smile:

"Come on, little bug."

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Soon Adams felt the pressure. Although the demon lord now has only seven levels of strength, that is, the level of Lothar, but his combat experience is too rich, some unheard of secret skills are handed over by him, and he just puts the level of fighting strength higher Adams pressed.

However, it is not easy for Azgaro to win. Adams, who has been trained and trained since childhood, has no ability to withstand pressure. He has very few flaws, so he can occasionally fight back when he is in the disadvantage , Forcing Azgalo to have to deal with it.

One person and one demon in the fierce battle did not find it at all. In the deep pit where Lothar was originally, a small black stone rolled out quietly.

The most amazing thing is that the rolling of this little stone is silent, as if it is a bottomless black hole, swallowing sound waves, light and everything!

This little stone seemed to be spiritual. It rolled straight to the side of the unconscious Pan Chen in the distance, rolled around Pan Chen's body for a week, and finally slowly fell into the position of Pan Chen's brow.

It is impossible to describe this strange integration, as if the little black stone had no entity.

In the hundreds of breathing confrontations, Adams added several wounds to his body. When he hit the demon lord, he always found that he was phantom.

"It's not good, my anger has begun to weaken." Adams sensed this keenly, and he couldn't help being secretly anxious.

The new demon lord is born, and there is one more powerful presence in hell. This news must be reported to the Holy See.

"Haha, little bug, you don't seem to be able to do it anymore." Azgalo was far superior to Adams for his sensitivity to grudge. He started planning, ready to defeat this tough and tough opponent.

"Ji Jie is the time to end this boring game!" The red eyes of the demon lord suddenly emitted two red rays, hitting Adams.

"Mind illusion!"

These two rays of light cannot be bounced or dodged, and they have no direct damage effect. But used here, it is better than ordinary damage spells.

Adams was cold, the scene in front of him changed, and infinite illusions bred.

Starting with Adams acting as a lower-level knight of the Holy See and killing the first enemy, all the dead souls falling under the sword of Adams moved forward, in a low, resentful voice:

"You killed me, killed me"

Adams stood on the sword with both hands and snorted coldly, "This is your cause!" He was calm in his heart. Adams, who was educated to eradicate evil from childhood, never hurt innocent people. Every enemy he killed had a damn. reason.

Soon, Lothar flashed the illusion of the green mang, and sneered scornfully:

"Stupid knight, if not you, **** will not add a demon lord"

"If it were not for you, I would not be possessed by him"

Adams did have some deficiencies, but he had a good reason to do this: "Losa, recovering the magic stone is my mission. As of now, I, Adams, will never regret it."

At this time a childlike voice sounded indifferently: "So, honorable knight, why am I dying"

Adams stepped back in horror, and suddenly Pan Pan's undead floated.

"No, it's not me, I'm not" Adams shouted incoherently: "At this time the devil's calculation! It is a demon" His voice gradually lowered.

Adams was in a deep illusion. In the eyes of others, in a short moment, a daze appeared in the eyes of this powerful quasi-eighth-level sky warrior. Azgalor certainly wouldn't let this opportunity pass. He clenched his fist with one hand and launched an attack offensively.

"Mystery, Magic Fist!"

A dark green mandrel filled Azgaro's thick right fist. He punched Adams's chest succinctly.

Adams, who was deeply immersed in the illusion, had no fighting spirit at this moment, and the ghosts shouted:

"Pay your life, pay your life!" ..