Restarting the myth.

Chapter 135: The Evil Demons Are More Righteous Than Each Other

The pale bat has a pair of fleshy wings. Because it is a newborn, its torso is only the size of a palm without the wings, and its body is wrinkled as if it has been soaked in water for a long time.

It has no limbs, no head, and no facial features. It only has a single vertical eye on its chest.

The bat is one of the symbols of Pride, the first of the Seven Deadly Sins. It is normal that the clone is created using the altar of the Lord of Pride and his image is similar to that of a bat. It is reasonable and there is nothing wrong with it.

But Wayne thought about it carefully and felt that he was being implied. It was Bruce and Wayne, and now there was a bat...

He looked at the single eye on the bat's chest, and their eyes made contact, feeling a blood connection.

The last time I had this feeling was a few seconds ago, when I looked into the eyes of the Book of Greed.

"So ugly!"

From the normal people's aesthetic point of view, the one-eyed bat is particularly ugly, that is, extremely ugly.

Considering that the bat has his own blood flowing in its body, Wayne said its appearance is unconventional, vivid, anthropomorphic, unique and novel, and very creative.

"Newborns are all like this, wrinkled, but they'll look good when they grow up."

Wayne was talking to himself while studying his Hell clone. The voice of the Thousand Eyed Demon came to his ears: "Injecting thoughts can speed up the clone's growth. Make it faster. When it can take over this territory, it means it is mature. Then you can use it to control this territory."

"My Lord, please wait a moment."

Wayne put more thought into it and said respectfully from the bottom of his heart.

I thought that in this materialistic society, there would be fewer and fewer great people like the Lord of the Void, but I never expected that the Thousand-Eyed Demon would inherit his will, grow bigger and stronger, and reach new heights.

When doing business, you should look for demons and evil gods. These evil demons are more righteous than each other.

In comparison, the Father Church in the justice camp is just like a street lamp pendant. They don’t have money to pay and they won’t give their lives. When they are forced into a corner, they will just sell their butts.

You can knead it as you like, do whatever you want, and even invest in it.

What is this, a butt version of 'Confucius once said: If someone hits you on the left cheek, kind person, please turn your right cheek to him'?
Pah, too classy!

"Bruce, hurry up and put all your thoughts into it."

The Thousand-Eyed Demon was in a hurry. His clones brought bad news one after another. A Golden Law Angel descended. The transaction with the three free mages was not as successful as expected. He only found one partner for cooperation.

Several groups of people were searching for his real body, which was getting closer and closer.

The Death Knight has not arrived yet, and the Thousand-Eyed Demon has given up hope on him. He regards Bruce's clone as his trump card. As long as he can survive this wave of counterattack, he will surely come to the world as a king.

Just a little bit closer.

The Thousand-Eyed Demon sits on the throne, and this shortcoming is exactly the most difficult point. I hope everything goes well and there will be no more variables.

After arriving in Lundan, the Thousand-Eyed Demon rushed to the entrance of the Gate of Hell as soon as possible and successfully found the altar and part of the territory left by the Lord of Pride in the human world.

Just because others can’t find it doesn’t mean he can’t find it. As a devil, this is not a problem for him at all.

Victory is at hand, all you have to do is sit on the throne and wait.

The Thousand-Eyed Demon was not carried away by the impending victory. He reviewed the failure cases of his peers and found that each time they opened champagne at halftime, and each time they failed at the last step.

I was just one step away from success! xN
The Thousand-Eyed Demon had heard similar complaints so many times that his ears were almost callused. He didn't want to fail at the last step and become the new laughing stock of Hell, so he came up with plans to form an alliance with the Death Knight and attack the Church of the Father, Jerif, and Bruce.

These were all superficial operations to fool people. There was no army of magical life forms, nor was there an inverted pentagram connecting to hell. Everything was done to delay time so that the Thousand-Eyed Demon could successfully take the last step.

If the plan hadn’t changed so quickly, this would have definitely been a success.

The Thousand-Eyed Demon hated the Death Knight for not keeping his word and having no chivalry at all. If the Death Knight could guard the first floor obediently, he would not be racing against time in a panic.

"Wait until my true body descends upon the world, no..."

The Thousand-Eyed Demon glanced at the rapidly growing white bat. With the new body created by the Lord of Pride, what other need did he have for a real body? The real body could serve as a clone.

The golden rule of angels, the divine comedy of the seven deadly sins, and the combination of the two characteristics of heaven and hell, the new body was born a devil with unlimited potential, more powerful than his original body.

Faced with such enormous wealth, the Thousand-Eyed Demon smiled without saying a word.

"Jiejiejiejie————"

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The dark realm closed in, and Orb stood there holding a longbow. At this moment, he returned to his youth, and did not use the appearance of old age to cover up his elf appearance. He was so handsome that he seemed to have walked out of an oil painting.

The deep blue eyes are like the starry sky on a summer night, twinkling with stars, and like a deep lake, quiet and modest, as if they can accommodate all the light.

His figure is slender and elegant, his temperament...

The eight thousand words of description are omitted here.

All in all, Aub is as beautiful as an elf prince. Because of his soft and feminine appearance, it is not impossible for him to dress up as a woman and pretend to be an elf queen.

After killing the Thousand-Eyed Demon's clone, there was no joy on Orb's face. There was a cold light in his eyes. He tightly grasped the longbow, waiting for two colleagues who had not shown up yet.

Five minutes later, Planck and Born appeared at the same time as they had agreed. The former had a burnt beard and the latter had a disheveled suit. They had both experienced a fierce battle.

Aub's face became even worse, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Who, has anyone among you cooperated with the Thousand Eyes Demon?"

"I do not have."

"not me!"

The two legendary wizards denied it flatly, swore, and tried to draw a clear line between themselves and the devil, and they didn't even blink when faced with temptation.

"Then why did it take you so long to come out?"

"The enemy is too strong."

"I'm too weak!"

"..."

Orb's chest rose and fell violently. It was obvious that he was very angry. He glared at Planck and Bonn fiercely and said, "I will write this matter into the report. You'd better reject the devil. If I find out that anyone is lying, I swear to make him pay with blood."

"Aub, you know me. I never hesitate when it comes to major issues." Bonn testified with a serious face.

"Why are we the only ones included in the report? Why can't it be you, Orb, and the devil..."

Gangplank snorted twice, and seeing Obra's long face, he decisively changed the subject: "The Thousand Eyes Demon's clone has been destroyed, and his mind has been further weakened. I feel that he is stalling for time. Hurry up and find his real body. Everything has been too smooth until now."

"Since you know he's stalling for time, why don't you..."

Orb wanted to say something else, but now was not the right time, so he shook his sleeves and gave up: "You two go back first, I will walk the rest of the way by myself. Remember, the Free Mage Alliance exists because of the existence of Lendan!"

After he finished speaking, his figure blurred and disappeared like the moonlight.

"What? This old guy doesn't believe us. Do we look like we can be easily tempted by the devil?" Planck said unconvinced.

"I won't be tempted by the devil, but you may not." Born refused to become a member of the plural and asked Planck not to compare himself to him.

"Bohn, there are no outsiders here. Orb has already left. Tell me the truth, have you made a deal with the devil? How far has the deal progressed?"

"I told you I didn't!"

"I don't believe you. I almost agreed. You definitely can't do it."

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On the second underground floor, roars continued. The tactical team members set up a holy light barrier to prevent the corpse demons from moving. Atli, wearing strong armor, danced with a holy spear in a storm, and the sharp edge condensed to the extreme was sharp and powerful, breaking through the stratum corneum defense of the corpse demons again and again, and injecting fire elements into them to blast them.

As I said, those who fail to kill the corpse demon will make it more powerful.

Atley was in unparalleled fury, fighting against hundreds of monsters alone, chopping melons and vegetables as if he was in a demon-free realm, and after chopping off the small monsters, he turned around to deal with the elite monsters.

Time is merciless. It is obviously impossible for him to be invincible again. With the help of the Holy Armor and the Holy Spear, he barely suppressed the corpse demon.

He could feel that the corpse demon was gradually becoming stronger, treating the attacks as food and growing stronger through repeated eating. After a few more rounds, the situation might turn into the corpse demon suppressing him.

The familiar of Gluttony is too powerful. Its most terrifying ability is not its growth, but its fearlessness of Holy Light and its ability to regard it as food.

If it weren't for this, Atli was confident that he could wipe out all traces of the corpse demon's existence in the first round.

As he was thinking about it, his eyes suddenly narrowed and he took a breath.

The corpse demon's pale arms melted, and its body shrank a circle, becoming much slimmer. The disappeared flesh and blood was condensed into a spear. Except that it could not use holy light magic, it was almost identical to the holy spear in Atley's hand.

The corpse demon not only regarded the attacks as food, but also learned Atli's fighting skills while being beaten.

Learning is also a kind of eating!
The corpse demon held a spear in his hand, and a sharp scream came from his deadly red lips. After being beaten countless times, he began to attack actively for the first time.

The spear swept across, and the black mist extended a sharp arc.

Amid the violent vibration of the air, gravel, smoke and dust, like the raging waves of the sea, swayed in all directions.

Atli faced the violent attack head-on, shouted loudly, and vibrated his light wings to fight against it.

When the two guns collided, the ground platform beneath their feet suddenly shattered into pieces, breaking, rolling, and splashing. Large pieces of earth and rocks flew in all directions like cannonballs, and the friction with the air made a deafening whistle.

Accompanied by a huge bang, astonishing air waves rushed in all directions, breaking through the holy light barrier in the blink of an eye, forcing the team members to retreat away from the center of the battlefield.

The impregnable holy light barrier was broken, and everyone's faces were filled with disbelief.

In the center of the battlefield, the high-speed airflow caused violent vibrations due to friction, and muffled sounds continued.

Atli only felt that the holy spear in his hand was stuck in the swamp mud. Even though his wings were shining and his strength was pushed to the limit, he could not move forward at all.

Before he could attack, the corpse demon screamed and roared, and a terrifying force as huge as a landslide or tsunami pressed down on him, flowing into his arms along the holy spear.

Atley roared and his arms trembled violently. He felt as if his heart was being tightly grasped by a large hand, and his blood could not flow. The world in his eyes turned gray at that moment.

The downward pressure is getting stronger and stronger!
The trembling of his arms spread to his waist and then to his legs. The rock layer under Atlee's feet collapsed, and his legs sank to his knees. His unconscious calves could be crushed to his knees at any time.

Atli's eyes were red and he was extremely angry. As a clergyman, it would be better to kill him directly than to make him kneel down to the devil.

Ignoring the wailing of his body, he roared angrily and attempted to activate Wushuang a second time.

Hiss!

Before Atley's invincibility was activated, a space crack opened, and a slender figure with flapping wings and a slightly short body came to Atley's side, swept the Holy Light Spear and knocked the corpse demon away.

Renata!
Reinforcements are coming.

The angel that descended upon Renata knocked over the corpse demon with one blow, then rushed out wielding a holy light spear that was twice taller than her. The tip of the spear flashed instantly and cut off the corpse demon's white wrist that was holding the flesh spear.

"Why did you come so late? Didn't the plan go well?"

Atley's legs were numb, and he struggled to climb out of the pit with the help of Gunther. Seeing the angel injecting all the condensed power of holy light into the gun, wanting to wipe out the corpse demon in one breath, he hurriedly opened his mouth and shouted.

"Don't use Holy Light. It's a familiar of gluttony, not an ordinary alchemical creature. It will swallow the Holy Light as food!"

Too many words.

Before Atley could finish his words, Angel's ultimate move had already been unleashed.

The light hit the corpse demon directly, and a holy light array spread out under its feet. A light column with a diameter of ten meters shot up into the sky, forming a magnificent cross about a hundred meters high.

The corpse demon howled miserably in the light, calling for its mother in pain. Having had previous successful cases, it tried to devour the holy light to make itself even stronger.

This is instinct and a good idea. It really uses its brain.

But success once does not mean success a second time. The holy light cast by the angel himself crushes Atli's holy light magic in both quality and quantity.

The corpse demon only took one bite, and the red lips on its abdomen disintegrated and disappeared, and its huge body gradually became blurred under the impact of the holy light.

When the magnificent cross disappeared, the corpse demon no longer existed.

After using her ultimate move, Renata looked at Atli in confusion. He seemed to be talking to her just now, but she didn't hear it clearly. Could you say it again?

Atlee: ()
He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he seemed to hear one of the team members giggling.

Gunther had a blank expression on his face. To save Atli's face, his lips did not even lift up a bit. He nodded to Renata and told the angel to keep going deeper and deeper to search for the Thousand-Eyed Demon's true form.

Meanwhile, he and Atlee talked quietly, asking a few questions.

Mona stood aside cautiously, looking around but unable to find the familiar butt. Taking advantage of the gap between the two leaders' conversation, she said, "Archbishop, Captain, my lord... I mean Bruce, he just fell down too, and died while fighting."

Gunther frowned. He was more concerned about Mona's mental condition than Bruce, who came from nowhere. He said earnestly, "I didn't arrange the mission well this time. I will write you a letter of introduction in a few days. Go to Red Leaf Forest for psychological counseling. There is something wrong with your current situation."

Mona: "..."

What's wrong with that? It feels good. If it's a name for Bruce, it's just a casual remark, she can change it back.

Atley was furious when he heard Gunther's words. He said dissatisfiedly, "If you really think it's wrong, you can just erase the mind in Mona's body instead of continuing to seal it and trying to lock Bruce's location."

No, maybe it would be useful to keep it.

Gunther glanced at Atli calmly and said, "I am the Archbishop. I have my own arrangements."

Okay, okay, you are the archbishop and I am just a thug!
Atlee closed his eyes in depression. Gradually, he felt weak in heart and powerless in strength. It was almost time for him to retire behind the scenes. He would go back and submit an application to be transferred to a civilian position.

He is just an archbishop, nothing special. He got the position with his accumulated merits and achievements.

While they were talking, Renata used her ultimate move again. The magnificent cross continued to output damage, bombarding the space and causing it to vibrate continuously.

There were no enemies, and because they couldn't find the door and break in, they chose to simply and brute-force tear down the wall.

The trembling space barrier became weaker and weaker, and a figure came over, holding a longbow, with a handsome face. It was the free wizard Orb.

"Master Orb, why are you the only one here? Where are the other two?"

"They destroyed the Thousand-Eyed Demon's clone, but they were seriously injured and unable to continue fighting, so they went back to recuperate." Orb replied indifferently.

Family disgrace should not be made public. No matter who is right or wrong in the Free Mage League, we are all family behind closed doors.

Not to mention that Planck and Born were just suspicions, even if there was a real problem, Orb would not tell the people from the Heavenly Father Church.

Gunther said nothing and accepted the reason.

boom! ! !
The space cracked and tore open. Under the angel's continuous and crazy attacks, the wall collapsed and the door to the last floor slowly opened before everyone's eyes.

The smell of lava, sulfur, and heat hits you in the face.

"This is……"

"Hell?"

(End of this chapter)