"You're not going to die?" Feige asked.

Yaka didn't have a moving emotion in his heart, there was never such greeting and etiquette among the devils, when the superior said this, he was blaming the failure, and the next step would definitely be a demotion. To die is to not want the devil rank, and not to die is to let the mission fail in order to keep the rank. The Deep Hell Purgatory was desperate, and she turned a thousand thoughts in an instant, the biggest and most conspicuous thought was that she was about to be abandoned by her master.

She said in a trembling voice: "I failed to complete my mission and failed my master's ......"

"I didn't ask you!" Fitch hooked his fingers, and Yaka was picked up by the spell and thrown directly onto the wall with a black and white winged pattern, behind Fitch's throne. At this time, Yaka noticed that the greedy toad was squatting in the room, and his master was talking to it.

How did it come along? Yaka lost so much blood that her mind was groggy and a little dazed. However, she soon realized that she was not the time to faint at all, and she should take advantage of the confrontation between her master and the toad, and quickly recover herself, maybe she could help!

"Did you come with a brain problem?" Feige looked at the toad, himself a little stunned. He hadn't even begun to think about how to get Yaka to kill the toad the next time they met, and he was still worried that the purpose of the devil's battle was too obvious, and that this defeat would alarm the war knights and lead to the Armageddon between these gods and demons in advance.

The greedy toad's eyes blinked, and he fired colored rays at Feige without saying a word. It wanted to hit Feige by surprise, but Feige had already seen the battlefield through the eyes of the phantom snake Koktar, knew all the means it had shown, and thought of a way to deal with it in advance.

The Deep Hell Purgatory raised his hand, obviously reacting quickly, but that movement gave the illusion of being very slow. The highly condensed spatial forces are already capable of warping time, which is the effect that the time pause spell can bring about when it has been developed to its limits. Feige didn't need to stop the time to fight, though, he gathered spatial energy into the palm of his hand and opened it. A spatial portal appeared in front of Feiqi, and all the rays were deflected, and they were sucked in as they turned.

Blocking the powerful rays so easily makes Greed feel very bad. When unknown parameters are added to the side of the equation for measuring costs and benefits, the whole thing becomes less rosy. It spat on the ground and kicked its legs in an attempt to jump back into the space passage. I didn't expect that more than a dozen energy rays would shoot out from inside, and I hit it back with a dull face.

Those rays were full of familiar smells, definitely the ones it had just fired at the Hellpurgatory. Although they were sucked away by the space spell, how could they come out of the spatial passage controlled and supported by their own divine power, this makes no sense?

"Your technique is rough. Feige rose from his throne, his tall body like a huge projection of a mountain, enveloping greed from top to bottom. "Your skills are rough, but it will take a lot of effort to kill you. I've just rebuilt here and don't want to do it again. Will you come with me?"

Although he was asking, Feige wasn't really consulting Greedy Toad's opinion. He stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and the space spell runes shining in his palm formed a red rope, directly lassosing the spatial passage from the second world to here. This passage is based on Feiqi's Escape Elemental Gem, which has been infused with divine power by the Greedy Toad. This power is like lubricating the channel, so it's perfect for forcibly teleporting greed. Feige took a step forward, slamming the passage over himself and the toad's head.

With a sense of "familiarity and adaptation" of teleportation, the greedy toad finds itself in a different position, into a wilderness full of glaciers. As far as the eye can see, there are only two states of the earth: crystal clear ice or white and soft snow, stretching from your feet to the end of the horizon. Snowflakes fell from the sky, each one about the size of a palm, with edges as sharp as blades, to be careful to dodge when there was no wind, and when the wind rose, the sky was filled with this terrible cold blade, enough to break down ordinary creatures into unrecognizable pieces.

"The eighth layer of hell, I don't usually come here because I don't feel well. Feige's muscles contracted, and the flames of hell burned on his body, the blazing heat pushing away the ice and snow that fell from the sky. "But on the other hand, this place is not far from the ninth floor, and it is already quite close to the core of hell, and there is a very strong hellish aura. And there are usually no devils here, you may not be able to meet another living creature in the maze of ice and snow for a hundred years, which is the best place to solve you. Oh, look at you shivering with cold, aren't you very uncomfortable with the temperature here?"

Although you won't get hurt from normal hypothermia after being filled with divine power, this is hell, and the prototype of greed is a toad. Not only does it hate the environment here, the skin tends to freeze due to the temperature and tightening, cracking, and the poison sacs on its back tend to freeze, but it also makes it feel like it wants to sleep. If it can find a warm and dry burrow, the greedy toad just wants to burrow into it and snore properly. Its eyes blinked, and it shook its head vigorously, and a spirit awoke from its hypnosis to see a fist close in front of it.

Don't let Feige talk—it's a valuable lesson that his enemies never get a chance to spread. As soon as he spoke, he would mix it with confusing language, distracting him, lowering his vigilance, or slowing down the enemy's thoughts. Then, this devil doesn't care about what is dignified at all, raising his hand is a sneak attack, his backhand is a surprise attack, how to make money.

The fiery fist smashed into his face, and it was as if the entire front half of Greed was going to be pressed into his body. It flipped backwards as it stubbornly stuck out all its tongues, wrapping around Feige's arm at once. Toxins, acids, and cursed spells hit the tongue, and it would not allow anyone who harmed it to be better.

Fei Qi was prepared, not only did he not flinch, but he also stretched out his other hand and increased the hell flames on his body. Flames are supposed to be tangible and substantial, but Feige used his superb magic skills to mix many protective runes into the flames, making them form an invisible and qualitative skin. Relying on the "two layers of skin", Feige can not only grab those tongues with his backhand, but also avoid being harmed by negative effects such as toxins for a short time. He picked up the toad, put it on his shoulder, and slammed it to the ground.

Bang! quack......

"This is just the beginning. Fitch glanced at the protective spells on his palms and arms, and felt that they could hold on for a while longer, so he picked up the greedy toad again and repeated the over-the-shoulder fall without mercy. This monster, which exudes divine power fluctuations all over its body, is like a sandbag, slamming into the ground again and again.

Snow, which is the first to be blown away by the shock wave, ice, cracks and dents occur at the same time. The cobweb-like scars continue to spread, telling the pain of the glaciers of hell. But the snowflakes in the sky began to whistle: harder! harder!

Since it was a requirement of hell, of course Feige had to carry it out. He constantly strengthened the protective runes to prevent them from being harmed by the toad's toxins, while mutilating this guy with simple and crude physical strength. Under the violent impact, the toad turned from a spherical shape to a round cake, and its skin was never smoother and smoother than it is now. Feige took the lead and showed no mercy until he felt his hand suddenly loosen. The greedy toad broke its tongue and flew out in a graceful parabola, summoning a spatial passage as it flew, trying to escape from here.

It's something that it prepares when it's constantly hurting, and it's going to be at the highest level. Whether it is the timing of escape, the adjustment of air posture, the control of mana and spells, all are impeccable. It plunged headlong into the spatial passage and immediately felt enveloped in warmth, comfort, and a slippery sense of security. Having learned the lesson of the last time, it closed the door behind it the moment it entered, leaving no gap to avoid being chased in. Therefore, the devil with the abominable face must have been left behind!

This is an emergency teleportation, and the purpose is simple, just to distance itself so that it can calmly return to its hometown. After just five seconds of subjective time, it slid out of the spatial passage and landed in front of Feiqi.

All the remaining eyes of the greedy toad were as round as crystal balls, full of bewilderment, incredulity, and shock, and tears flowed down their eyes. Feige clenched his fists, and two magic matrices glowed around his arms, and the light was connected to the spatial passage it had just escaped through a thin line of runes. Apparently, Feige reversed the greedy teleportation spell again, dragging it back.

"I told you, your technique is very rough. It's the truth, but you don't listen. Fitch grabbed the toad's belly with his right hand and scooped it up from the ground, making sure his infinite zero rune was as close to it as possible to counteract its divine abilities. At the same time, he used the magic matrix in his left hand to form a spell, and a black cloud of evil was summoned. "Where is the war?" he asked.

Greed lowered its head, its mouth slightly open, as if to speak, as if to stare, but before it could actually do anything, Feige was already throwing a fist. The black cloud slammed into the greedy toad's face, making a snapping sound, and then seeped in. Greed immediately let out a cry of extreme pain, and the limbs and body first straightened, then twisted, twitched, and spasmed.

This suffering stems from the Diamond Heart Curse, which is mixed with the evil forces of hell. Whereas the previous spell only deepened the torment and destroyed the opponent's mind, this spell now strengthens the ability to corrupt and degenerate into a demon, and may lead to death. The soul of the greedy toad is protected by divine power, and it is very tough, so it naturally will not fall, but it suffers no less at all. And until now, it has devoted most of its energy to analyzing "what this devil wants to do", and only a small part of it has been thinking about "what should I do".

Feige flickered and slammed as he flickered, but this couldn't go on forever. The greedy toad tried various methods of using divine powers, but to no avail. It didn't understand the infinite zero rune, and it was only the infernal environment that suppressed its divine power, so it finally gave up on this simple tool. It restricts its divine powers, gives up the confrontation with "hell", and only uses it to protect its soul. As a result, in the face of the strengthened soul defense, the confusing words of the Mind Turning Demon were blocked out.

It came to its senses, and immediately thought of a countermeasure from the previous action of Feige using spells to protect its skin. As soon as the toad exerted force, it still squeezed out the toxin from the shriveled poison sac, and a gray-green fog erupted. In addition to the greedy toad itself, this fog can destroy everything around it, even ice and snow that is not a living thing. What comes into contact with the fog of greed, as if it were being eaten, immediately becomes defective. Even Feige could only immediately block it for a moment with the infernal flames ignited by mana, like a gecko escaping with a broken tail, dodging this terrifying counterattack.

The toad finally stood on four legs again and could breathe a sigh of relief. Hiding in the thick fog, it unleashes a portion of its divine power to heal wounds, and then gazes through the mist at opposing enemies. It was a terrifying Hellpuritor, far more powerful than the previous one. The key to being so powerful is that the divine power is suppressed by hell, which makes it impossible for him to do what he wants. It can't fly as much as it wants, it can't deliver heavy blows that outweigh its muscular strength, it can't get anywhere it wants......

The key is not to use spatial teleportation to escape, which is the most uncomfortable thing for it. Greed doesn't like to wander around, and its sights are relatively narrow, but it's not like it's unheard of powerful spatial manipulators. The War Knight is very powerful, it has created the Eye of Destruction Teleportation Array, which can send a large number of troops to the Third World (Yongli Continent). The creator god is even more powerful, he can move the whole world, and it can impact another world in both space and causality.

It didn't think there was a stronger spatial manipulator, but it did hear rumors that the War Knight's Eye of Destruction circle had been manipulated, rendering it unusable for a long time. But after the God of Creation was smashed to pieces by the thunder, there was more estrangement and less communication between several knights, and it didn't know what was going on on the side of the war knights. Only rumors kept coming about Feiqi Hale in the Yongli Continent, saying that he was a powerful space mage and even killed "Immortal" and "Mutation".

Wait, am I going to be next?The toad narrowed his eyes and asked tentatively, "Feiqi?"

Unfortunately, the Hellpurator had no expression on his face, and just threw a fireball very routinely. Under normal circumstances, the shock wave formed by the explosion of the fireball can blow away the clouds, but the fog of greed has the power to swallow, directly eating the explosion, impact, and heat of the fireball. The clouds remain, separating greed from the devil.

Hearing the toad call his name, Feiqi felt no waves in his heart. He was completely unprepared to let greed live, and he had no intention of confessing his secrets to the mortal. A spellcaster's and thinker's mind is focused on combat, especially when the cast spell will be devoured, and there is no time to think about anything else.

Before, Yaka just suffered the loss of not being able to cast spells, so she had to keep fighting hand-to-hand, and then was consumed by the recovery power of the greedy toad - Feige is now facing the same situation. Wrapped in the poisonous mist, the toad was also devouring the ice, so its body slowly descended. Is it going to eat all the way to the ninth floor of Hell?Where is Asmodeirs, Feige doesn't want to get close.

Although the toad descended, it did not float, but kept squatting on the ice, which means that there is no poisonous fog under its body. Feige observed this, still expressionless, but the magic runes were already working.

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