Alaska stretched out his jade middle finger, and a flame suddenly ignited on it, and it touched the head of the Viscount of the Blood Clan.

However, the Viscount of the Blood Clan did not dodge or dodge, and looked at Alaska in a daze. It was dripping with cold sweat and its eyes were full of horror, and of course the guy wanted to dodge Alaska's fingers.

To its extreme horror, it couldn't move. A great force locked its shattered body, its wings flapping. The reason why it didn't fall into the air was entirely because the strange power that locked it up was in all directions.

It was as if the space it was in was being squeezed by a tremendous force, and it was like the matter in it, and it was immobilized by the compressed space.

This is the means of the gods, and even the breath alone can squeeze the space.

Get out of the way, get out of the way.

The Viscount of the Blood Clan looked at the fingers that were getting closer and closer to him, and his heart kept roaring. It knew in its heart that if it touched the flame on its fingertips, it would die with no place to bury.

Just as his fingers were less than an inch of his forehead, Alaska stopped. He smiled slightly and said, "I think you're very emotional right now. Well, of course you don't have time to think about my identity, so let me tell you. My identity ......"

Who would perish with the greater fear of knowing the cause of death? Alaska answered the question in a mocking tone.

"I. It's the sin of the world...... I'm so sorry, I forgot that I wasn't very famous. Let's change the name. Alaska raised a sneer, and said in the extreme shock and horror of the Blood Lord, "I am the Lord of Hell. ”

The BloodClan's eyes widened, and it wanted to open its mouth to say something, but the frozen space kept it from making any sound. Alaska's fingers touched its forehead in its desperate gaze, and red flames swept through everything.

Before the flame of original sin swept through everything, Alaska whispered in its ear: "This is indeed the fire of hell, the fire of original sin." ”

Unfortunately, before Alaska could finish speaking, it turned into a big torch. The little boy withdrew the breath that crushed the space, and suddenly the screams came belatedly and disappeared in a flash, and soon it was completely destroyed.

The whole process of it being burned to death really took only a second.

"What about you?" Alaska turned around and looked at the Blood Clan Divine Envoy with a smile, this guy just took it down and used it for research. He is still very unfamiliar with the transformation of the oracles, and it is best to use other people's oracs as experiments or something.

When killing the Viscount of the Bloods in Alaska, the Bloodline Oracles did not stop them. It wasn't until he killed the viscount that the oracle roared in rage. The little boy's eyes lit up at this, so it was.

The Blood Clan Divine Envoy in front of him should be incomplete, so he really doesn't have much sanity, just like a beast. The existence of the Viscount of the Blood Clan suppressed its few sanities, leaving it on standby like a robot.

That's why it watched as it killed the Blood Viscount. The Viscount's last order to it was to attack itself, but the attack of the Blood Divine Envoy could not touch itself at all because of its arrogant transcendent divine power, so it kept looking around beside it.

"What. There is really no sanity. Alaska said with disappointment, "If you can't communicate, you can't keep it for too long, after all, it's an oracle and has a close relationship with its owner." If you stay around, you don't know what kind of trouble you'll get into. ”

"So—" Alaska stretched out his right hand, trying to repeat his old trick, squeezing the bloodline envoy who was attacking like crazy in the space.

"Then I'll have to dismantle you." Alaska's eyes were frenzied, and he had countless reasons to do it, but he couldn't think of any reason not to. Oh, my God! If he could compare it to the oracle's method of conversion, he would have made great progress in this area.

The previously invincible crushing space was completely ineffective on the Blood Clan's divine envoy's body, and it broke Alaska's momentum with a loud roar, and smashed Alaska with a fierce punch.

Alaska squinted, very upset. Of course, it can't do itself any harm, and its arrogant posture can't be shaken by a mere divine effort, but its actions are tantamount to slapping itself in the face for its master.

After all, the identity levels of the two sides are different. Alaska can overturn it at will, but it would be an insult to Alaska if it could fight back even slightly.

"Don't be anxious, baby." Alaska's tone was cold, and he clenched his fist and punched it away. Then he walked over briskly and pulled up the Blood Clan's envoy who had been beaten in the face.

"The physical ability to resist blows is very average." Alaska said as he tore open its stomach, but surprisingly no blood came out.

If you look closely, you can see that the laceration of its wound is covered in blood.

"Sure enough, it's an energy body." Alaska's eyes froze, and he guessed correctly. The so-called divine envoy has abandoned the mortal body and turned into a body condensed by higher energy.

Then Alaska crushed its right leg, and the Bloodline Oracles let out a miserable scream. I saw that its right leg quickly turned into blood and dispersed into nature, and then returned to it.

"Can you attach your will to the energy particles and then make the energy particles come back out of your body?" Alaska's eyes are blazing, and it's a good way.

This is very different from your own snake make.