Warlords: Rise From the Land of Doom

However, even with these few words, Levi knew what was going on, and his expression suddenly changed.

"Damn it, why do all of you in this world like to do this? If you can't defeat yourself, you will ask for help, and you will ask for help from a distance!"

Nalant gathered his strength frantically, hoping to kill Trigo before he could complete the ritual.

"The Ninth Cut of Glory!"

After a while, Nalant's charge was finally completed, and then he slashed his sword towards Trigo without hesitation.

A buzzing roar came immediately, and with the appearance of Nalant's sword light, the surrounding space began to turbulence.

Boom boom boom!

With a roar, all the gravel in front of Nalant's sword light was instantly cut and broken regardless of size.

Then the sword light was like an incomparable ray, streaking across Trigo's body.

With a pop, the sword light slashed from Trigo's right shoulder and spread to his lower body.

The huge body was split into two halves in an instant, and the dark death energy was pouring out, but Trigo was still smiling.

"Ant, I will wait for you in purgatory...you...you are dead!"

After Trigo finished speaking with scarlet eyes, he lost his breath. The heart in his hand also came out of his hand and fell downwards.

But at this moment, the space above Trigo suddenly began to violently turbulence, and then a black hole slowly opened.

After the black hole opened, the demon's heart stopped falling, and instead was sucked toward the black hole by a strange force.

When the Demon God's Heart was completely sucked into the black hole, Nalant's expression suddenly changed.

"Damn it, the immortal clones are about to start coming, but it's still a step too late. I don't know how strong the clones coming this time are. I hope they only have the power of one blow!"

Thinking in his mind, Nalant's figure began to run away quickly, moving as far away as possible.

Because he has the inherited memory of the God of Creation, he knows that this is a method of sacrifice that some high-level dark demons can use.

Sacrifice your own demon heart in exchange for the projection of a clone of the immortal god.

Of course, immortality does not mean that they are interested in the heart of the Dark Demon. After all, even the Dark Demon was created by them, so there is nothing to covet.

To put it bluntly, the role of the Heart of the God and Demon is just to contact the immortal god's positioning coordinates. Even if the Immortal God is in an extremely distant place, he can receive the unique signal sent by the Heart of the Demon God.

The Immortal God does not need an exact location or which world he is in. His clone will descend to the location of his heart in an instant.

However, the strength of this clone is determined by the distance.

The farther the distance, the more power projection the immortal clone will consume, and the less power will remain.

Nalant now only hopes that the immortal god is far enough away from them so that the immortal clone projected will be the weakest.

If he were stronger, I'm afraid he would be more miserable.

The moment Nalant turned around and fled without hesitation, the black hole behind him that swallowed the hearts of gods and demons finally reacted a moment later.

I saw large streams of blood-red deathly energy spurting out from the black hole, and then the black hole became larger and larger.

Finally, when the black hole's entrance reached a diameter of two to three hundred meters, a huge and terrifying hand suddenly spun out of the black hole.

This is a gray-black palm. The fingertips of the palm are not as round and smooth as those of humans. In addition to the appearance, the surface has deep wrinkles, as if it had been soaked in water for more than ten days.

In addition, the nails on this palm are also very different from those of humans, and more like the sharp claws of cats.

After the palm appeared, it stretched directly outside the black hole, and then another hand stretched out from the black hole.

And when both hands were stretched out, they began to exert force at the same time, as if from the mouth of a well, pushing the body upwards.

Gradually, a head with horns and a thin and pointed face emerged from the black hole first.

Then came the upper body, then the lower body, and finally when the terrifying creature completely emerged from the black hole, it stood upright.

It was only at this moment that this terrifying creature fully demonstrated its size. This creature was actually over a thousand meters tall. The huge demon god, which was more than 100 meters tall, was as small as a child in front of him.

At this moment, Nalant had already fled five or six miles away. He turned around and looked back. He was still frightened by this huge terrifying creature and his hair stood on end.

In addition, the coercion exuded by this huge terrifying creature can still make Nalant feel suffocated even from such a distance.

"This is the immortal clone, damn it's so scary!"

Although there are related memories in my mind, it is more like seeing such a scene in a video hall. It is completely different from my own experience.

In this way, Nalant now only hopes that this immortal clone can disappear quickly, otherwise he will probably be in serious danger.

At the same time, twenty or thirty miles away, the six giant demon gods, the God of Hunting, and others all stopped fighting at this moment.

Because they all noticed the terrifying anomaly in Nalant's direction.

There was a strong pressure from there that made them feel as if they were suffocating. This pressure made several gods feel weak even in fighting.

Fortunately, several giant demon gods seemed to have no intention of fighting at the moment. Instead, they all looked over there blankly, and then knelt down one by one.

"The master comes to the world, the master comes to the world!"

Several giant demons began to mutter and kept kneeling over there.

"What happened over there?" The Glacier God opened his mouth slightly and looked seriously in the direction of Nalante.

"Isn't it obvious? The master of these giant demons has arrived!" The God of Hunting heard this and looked extremely worried.

"But the dark demons are so strong, how can they still have a master?" The Glacier God didn't know about the Undead Clan, so in his cognition, the dark demons were already the strongest.

However, this time the God of Hunting didn't answer him again, because he was worried about Nalante's safety.

After all, in addition to the deep friendship with Nalante, if Nalante had an accident, their entire world of gods would probably be doomed.

"What should we do now?" The Glacier God didn't get an answer, but he didn't ask any more questions, but asked the most urgent question.

In fact, in the current situation, he already wanted to escape immediately.

After all, the giant demons were kneeling in the direction of that place at the moment, and had no time to pay attention to them. This was definitely the best opportunity to escape.

But he thought that the God of Hunting definitely knew these dark demons better than he did, so he still wanted to ask the God of Hunting for his opinion.

"Let's evacuate a distance first!" Contrary to his expectations, the God of Hunting did not say anything about going to the direction where Nalante was, but was ready to leave these giant demons as he wished.

The God of Glacier became curious and asked: "God of Hunting, I thought you would say that we should go together to help Nalante!"

"With your strength and ours, can we help even if we go? Even six giant demons are about to kill us. The aura over there is so strong that I'm afraid one finger can crush us!"

"If we go over there, not only will we not be able to help Nalante, but we will become a burden to Nalante and hold him back!"

The God of Hunting replied lightly, and then led everyone to escape in the direction away from the giant demon.

Of course, during the escape, seeing the Glacier God looking like he had escaped death, the Hunting God added: "But Glacier God, our escape does not mean we have escaped to heaven."

"It would be best if President Nalante could return triumphantly, otherwise even if we escape to any place in the void, we will probably end up dead."

The Glacier God immediately rolled his eyes. How could he not understand this truth?

But why couldn't the Hunting God let him be happy for a short while?

...

"This guy has locked me!"

Just as the Hunting God and others were escaping, Nalante suddenly felt a tingling sensation behind him.

It was not that the Undead Clone had launched an attack, but that the Undead God's consciousness had locked him.

Even the consciousness locking made him feel like a thorn in his back, so you can imagine how powerful the Undead Clone is.

"No, we must find a way to hide!"

At this moment, the Undead Clone probably had just come to the world, so not only was his brain not working well, but his various reactions were also half a beat slower.

So now was Nalante's only chance to escape. ,

So, he gritted his teeth and headed straight for the battlefield where the God of Hunting and others had just been.

Because of the last thought conveyed by Trigo, this immortal clone always targeted Nalante alone.

Even if Nalante joined the God of Hunting and others, the God of Hunting only needed to dodge and would not be injured.

The reason why Nalante rushed there was mainly to find a few meat shields.

The physical strength of the giant demon god was no weaker than Nalante, so it was the best shield.

And there was not much time left for him, so Nalante did not dare to delay and used all his power to target the target.

While Nalante was running away, the immortal clone that was thousands of meters high finally moved. He slowly raised his palm. Although the movement was slow, the death energy seemed to be opened like a gate. The divine power released in every move was more terrifying than the full force of the dark demon god.

Finally, after more than a minute, the immortal clone stretched out his arm in front of him, and then opened his palm slightly to grasp it. With a humming sound, a large amount of red and black divine power gathered in his palm and began to condense into a long sword.

After the long sword was condensed, there were waves of terrible wailing and painful sounds from above.

After the immortal clone grasped the long sword, his eyes finally turned to Nalante, but he did not chase him, and still stood still.

Then he slowly began to raise the long sword, preparing to cut Nalante from such a distance.

And the moment he raised the sword, the dark divine power around him seemed to be boiled, and began to violently churn and gather.

And the moment he slowly raised the sword, Nalante felt the stabbing pain behind him getting stronger and stronger, which was his unique sense of crisis.

"Damn it, hurry up!" Nalante gritted his teeth and continued to speed up.

After a few minutes, the immortal clone in the back finally finished raising the sword, and then the next moment, the long sword in his hand slashed down fiercely.

There was no big movement, more like an ordinary person who was tired of holding the sword and then put down the long sword as if exhausted. It looked ordinary and without much strength.

But the next moment, a roar suddenly appeared in front of the immortal clone.

Before the blade light appeared, the surrounding gravel in the void seemed to be rejected by something unnecessary, and all quickly spread to both sides.

Some of the rubble collided with each other and turned into powder in an instant.

After the surrounding rubble was finally cleared for several miles, a shriek was finally heard, and then a red and black sword light appeared in front of the immortal clone.

Boom boom boom!

Then, the roar became even louder, it was simply deafening.

The speed of the sword light was like lightning, which was not comparable to the sword light of Nalante and others at the beginning.

After the sword light appeared, it extended directly in the direction of Nalante.

During the extension, the surrounding rubble did not need to be cut by the sword light at all, either it was quickly cleared in advance, or it was crushed by invisible forces on the periphery.

"Damn, this power is simply destroying the world!"

Even though it was more than ten miles away, Nalante could feel the terrifying power of the flood and beast rushing from behind.

He was immediately frightened and flew forward faster.

Fortunately, at this moment, the figure of the huge demon god was finally seen in front of him.

At this moment, the six giant demons were still kneeling in the void, constantly muttering and bowing in the direction of the immortal clone.

"Where are those guys from the God of Hunting? Did they escape? This is quite clever, so as to avoid being implicated!"

Just as the God of Hunting said, Nalante was not angry about their escape, but felt smart.

After all, at the level of the immortal clone, he was at most a child, and the God of Hunting and others were probably only babies.

With such strength, if they were to stand with him, it would be embarrassing for him.

Now that they were out of the battlefield, he could concentrate on hiding.

So, Nalante went directly to the kneeling giant demon.

Nalante came behind the first giant demon first.

This giant demon did not react to Nalante's arrival, but because of the terrifying death power in the distance, he knelt more vigorously.

"Then you are the first shield!" Nalante's plan was very simple, that is, to use the bodies of these giant demons as shields.

These giant demons are strong and can offset a lot of power, and there are six of them. Even if it is his ninth slash of glory, they can resist two swords.

Boom boom boom!

Just as Nalan Te was thinking this, the roar not far away came closer, and at the end of his vision, the blade light was like an energy cannon in the previous interstellar war, crossing the dark void and bombarding him unstoppably.

"Come on, let's see if I am tough today!"

Nalan Te didn't think about it at the moment, and began to turn his divine power to defend himself. (End of this chapter)