War in Heaven

Gazing at the figure at the intersection ahead, Lin Chi turned a small road that ran to the right hand. Under the bonus of the dark sword skill, the running speed was still amazing.

Although Mefister just gave him a lot of strength, but at least Lin Xiaoshuang can hold the sword, no need to rely on the extra attribute value provided by the Titan's grip, in order to pick up the dark sword.

All the way rushed into the side of the road, because the pursuit of soldiers disappeared behind, the skills to improve the running speed immediately failed, Lin Chi's speed slowed down again.

"Has Faith still not coming?" Lin Chi whispered.

"Don't remind me, go to the dead. Faust he compares..." Mephistopheles seemed to want to say something, but before he even said it, a wall in front of Lin Chi suddenly exploded.

A loud noise, smog filled, Lin slowly retraced, asked Mephistopheles: "Is there any way?"

"I can't fight it now, rely on you, go to the dead!" Mephistopheles' speed is very fast.

"Your sister..."

Lin Chi’s voice did not fall, and he saw a dark, slender figure, striding out of the smoke in front.

The "human" hand holds a cross-shaped dangerous sharp object that seems to be some kind of blade. There are unusual bumps in many parts of the body, which look like ancient armor.

Under the long brown hair is a pair of sapphire eyes, but the face looks like a standard oriental beauty. She wore a pair of black and light armor and held a cross-shaped weapon made up of two double-edged swords, resembling the Valkyrie in the ancient battlefield.

If it weren't for the dark wings behind it, Lin Chi would probably regard this guy as a human soldier. The woman, who was called "Azlar's avatar" by Mephistopheles, raised her left hand and rubbed the dust on her forehead. It was still a pretty face, and was suddenly covered by dark smoke.

- This guy is Azlar?

What Samuel wants is the soul of Azlar. However, with his current combat power, he must fight against this "spirit". Even if the enemy is only a avatar, it can only be killed.

"Run!" Mephistopheles' voice was anxious: "My altar can't be found by her!"

Once Lin Chi died here, Mephistopheles' miniature altar will be exposed to Azlar's line of sight. By that time, the already weak and weak Mephistophelm will be completely destroyed.

"Then give your strength to me..." Lin said in a low voice.

During the speech, there is power in his body, and several attributes in the property bar have been improved by two points:

Strength: 4.

Agile: 5.

Endurance: 5.

Lucky: 5.

"Are you so embarrassed?"

Lin Chi’s words have not been finished yet. The silent Azlar has already rushed forward, and the cross double-edged in his hand brought out the roar of whistling, and slashed to Lin’s head without a fancy blow!

clang!

The sword of the dark sword blocked Azlar's blow. At the moment of the attack, Lin Chi’s body was like being hit by an air cannon, flying back ten meters in a standing position and hitting a wall behind him.

- The power of this goods is fouled...

Realizing that the other party's strength is not something that can be countered by himself, Lin Chi took advantage of this opportunity to turn around and escape, and the corpse will not be affected by the injury, so that he can run fast even if he hits a heavy blow.

Running the road "touched" to provide him with double the speed bonus, but Azlar's avatar is obviously faster, Lin Chi is striding away, they hear the wind behind the hunting, the shadow of darkness Quickly cover your body.

"I haven't come yet..."

Like hearing the call of Lin Chi, a late "spiritual spokesperson" finally arrived at this battlefield.

"..."

A strange dark red smog suddenly shrouded Azlar's body, and the woman kept waving double-edged, trying to break away from the **** of the other. The dark armor on the body began to dissolve, revealing the following...

"Don't watch, go!" Mephistopheles urged.

"Is that Faust?" Lin Chi looked at the cloud that was constantly twisted.

In order to avoid being recognized by Yazlar, Faust also changed his form, which was completely different from the previous time on the execution ground.

Since the other party has won time for himself, it is better to run now. However, Lin Chicai just rushed to the intersection and saw a big block in front of himself.

The four-armed demon of the blue skin snarls with a wide open mouth, and the bones of the four hands are swept away from the left and right sides.

boom! ..

The **** soldiers slammed into a powerful explosion, creating a small explosion in the air ahead. But this hit didn't hit anyone - Lin Chi, who was running, made a stunt "sliding shovel" in the third-person shooter game, passing directly through the gap between the legs of the **** soldiers, in the past, I still don’t forget to raise the dark sword and use the inertia to cut a knife up –

"咔嚓", the **** soldiers spurted blood between the legs, something fell, and fell next to its big foot without shoes.

"Hey!"

The sorrowful screams shook the entire city center, and the **** soldiers dropped their bones and rubbed their hands with their hands, screaming in madness. The voice scared the human soldier who had just supported it nearby, and the sword in his hand almost fell to the ground.

"Hell soldiers...have been defeated?"

They have seen the combat power of Hell soldiers. They don’t believe that any human beings in this city can hurt the monster. The devil’s skin is of a kind of armor, and a set of bones on the body is simply impossible to bear. !

If someone can defeat the Hell soldier, the "person" definitely surpasses the human sphere and is likely to reach the level of the gods. To challenge that kind of opponent, relying on yourself, just killing!

I noticed that the situation was not good. The human soldiers who were responsible for defending the city also stopped and watched the intruder who had just wounded the Hell soldier. They rushed all the way at the speed of the incredible speed and disappeared at the end of the street.

......

Until he left the control of the king of God and entered the territory of Samuel, Lin Chicai finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the rotten mouth smelled like a rotten egg.

Even the resurrected corpse will still feel exhausted. Lin Chi is very clear that if there is not the magical skills of the dark sword, I am afraid I have already explained it there.

The power of the legendary equipment is really superior, even in the hands of some weak corpses, it can still exert a super strong effect.

Lin Chi looked up and looked at the messy buildings in the Samarin territory. He found a corner and hid it. He determined that there was no altar in the vicinity of Samuel. He finally got a little relieved.

"The corpse, your invisible weapon is very powerful, how about dedicating to the Mephistopheles?" The hoarse voice rang.

"Don't dream." Lin Chi smiled and took the dark sword into his backpack.

The sharpness of the Dark Sword is enough to cut through the demon's armor, and the Hell Soldier who has been hit hard in a certain part. For a while, there is no way to chase it.

The reason why Lin Chi had to escape to the territory of Samuel was to hide the eye. The guards who saw the intruder's escape route might point the finger at Samuel.

If the soldiers really misunderstand, Mephistopheles can continue to improve their power safely. However, because there is no complete security, Lin Chi is still vigilant against the wall, listening to the rapid footsteps of the guards in the control area of ​​Samuel.

"They are searching for us..." Lin Chi sneaked down.

"God, be careful, now Faust is still fighting with Yazlar's avatar." Mephistop reminded.

"It doesn't matter, this is the area I am good at." Lin Chi reached out and touched the figurine in his pocket.

- Without the threat of Hell Soldiers and Azlar, the human soldiers in the city alone could not find a personal image in the face of Lin Chiqiang’s sneak ability.

He quickly bypassed the territory of Samuel, returned to the territory of Mephistopheles, entered the chapel of the Virgin, and turned back to close the wooden door behind him.

"call……"

Lin Chi grew a sigh of relief again, and several people in the chapel were suddenly coughed. He had just experienced the intense “sneak into the action”, and at this time he was decisively squatting on the wooden chair of the chapel, and finally relaxed completely.

This place can be said to be an absolutely safe place. Since I have escaped to the chapel, the action can be said to be a complete success...

"The messenger, you are fine!"

The Virgin Mohya pushed the wooden door inside the chapel and hurried out, and then... she was smothered by Lin Chi’s “bad breath” and even sneezed several times.

Seeing that the woman had changed back to the white dress, Lin nodded and said: "I have nothing to do, is it still smooth when you come back?"

"They didn't find me." Mo Liya's delicate eyebrows became an s-type, complaining: "The messenger, you should clean your teeth..."

"No way, I am the body that was just resurrected by Mephistopheles." Lin Chi underestimated the fact that it sounded terrible: "Be considerate."

Even if the appearance can be concealed, the odor of the rot of the body is difficult to cover. The corpse he manipulated seems to be still in the process of decay. If he goes on like this, it will be impossible to return to the street in two days.

"Hey, Mephistopheles." Lin Chi-hyun’s figurine in the exit pocket was placed on the chair and asked straightforwardly: “Can my body stop rot?”

"The corpse, now your master is not strong enough..." Mephistopheles sounded a bit embarrassed: "This is no way."

"Are you really a god? Is it too weak?" Lin Chi said with no anger.

As soon as this was said, the other people in the chapel were wide-eyed, and I was not shocked by Lin Chi’s tone, or I was fainted by the corpse.

Mo Liya reminded: "The messenger, please pay attention to your tone!"

"Nothing." Lin Chi stretched his hand and shook the figurine: "I think, Master Mephistopheles should understand it too? Working with me is the best way to restore strength..."

- After the battle, Mephistopheles has witnessed his strength. Now, it's time to plan for the next step.

"The dead body, you are still far from Faust." Mephistopheles whispered to Lin, the hoarse voice with some threats.

"Is it?" Lin Chi said with a deep smile: "But I think Faust seems to have a bad relationship with you now..."

Through what happened before, he has basically been able to determine: Mephistopheles is not pretending, but the real "wastewood."

In contrast, Faust, the spokesperson for Mephistopheles, is even stronger than its "supervisor."

In a situation that is stronger than Mephistopheles, Faust may have rebelled. The reason why I was late in the battle was probably to consider some things.

And what Faust is thinking, Mephistopheles is naturally clear.

"Between me and Faust... maybe there are some misunderstandings, but he is still loyal to me." Mephistopheles' attitude suddenly softened.

"If you can't recover your strength, how long do you think this situation will last?" Lin Chi said the key to the matter.

- Now, if Mefister wants to restore strength quickly, he can only rely on himself - a powerful warrior with a "dark sword." As long as the demon can make this clear, the next thing will be much easier.

"..."

When this was said, Mephistopheles was silent again.

It used to be one of the strongest "spirits" in the city of Sodom. It has fallen from the altar since it was so badly wounded in the battle with the Paladin.

Mephistopheles witnessed that the otherwise wealthy territory began to become poor, and the believers also became ragged. In the face of the endless sarcasm and insults of other "spirits", even if it is a demon, it is a little impatient.

For this reason, it wants to forcefully restore its power through a large number of living sacrifices, and even wants to sacrifice its most loyal followers in exchange for its own strength.

However, as his strength weakened, his followers became weak. Even if several high priests were sacrificed, Mephistopheles was still weak and there was no qualification to compete with other "spirits".

But now... the opportunity seems to have emerged.

"How, do you want to continue to work with me and return to your peak?" The corpse leaning against the wooden chair, picking up the statue of Mephistopheles.

"The corpse, what do you want?" Mephistopheles asked.

"What I want... is to kill all the other cursed people, including those under your hand." Speaking of this, Lin Chi’s face once again showed a sly smile: "How do you feel?"