Under the leaden gray sky of the seven layers of hell, the doppelganger of the demon king Asmodeirs and Feige are illuminated by red lightning, and the two demons stand opposite each other. One is a tall and strong Deep Hell Purgatory, and the other is a relatively thin long-horned red man wrapped in a dress. Both sides made declarations of victory, but the final victory was not decided by a battle of words.

"Any devil in hell must accept my rule and obey my commands, or he must die. Asmodeirs said to Feige, "Obey or be my enemy, that's the rule of hell." There can't be two Demon Kings here. ”

"I agree. Feige nodded, "You're the Demon King of Hell, and I won't fight with you about that." But do the rules of hell say that there must be a king in hell? Is it clear whether there can be a king or a must there?"

"Hey, hey, you've found a blind spot. Asmodeirs said, "If in the beginning, before I came to hell, you had this thought pattern and thinking ability, you were qualified to compete with me. But I'm here, and you don't have a chance. ”

"Forget it, I can't tell you this doppelganger. You don't know the difference between yourself and the being, you don't have that vision. The realm you are opening now is empty, and you cannot decide the final outcome of this battle. ”

"As long as I destroy you, the battle will come to an end. Asmodeirs bowed slightly to Feiqi and said with a wicked smile, "The polite part is almost over, is it time to start." ”

"Absolutely. Feige conjured a spirit coin out of thin air and flicked it into the air with his finger. The gold-and-red spirit coins swirled, humming in the hot and dry winds of Hell.

"I love the opening. Asmodeirs took a step back and drew a ruby scepter from the void. It was a large golden scepter, like a heavy hammer, with many gems encrusted on it, but the giant ruby at the top was the most eye-catching. He shook the ruby scepter in a threatening manner, and Feige pointed to his head, presumably "if you have the ability, smash it."

The spirit coin spun, and before it could hit the ground, Asmodeurs and Feige started at the same time. The two gentlemen followed the hellish rule of "interests first", and neither side felt that there was anything wrong with their actions and that of the other.

Asmodeus' eyes widened, his red pupils radiating a cold gaze. It's a short-range ability, which the Demon King calls "Cold", but it actually wields the power of time, which is much more difficult to control. It slows down time in a fifteen-meter radius sector, causing the opponent to fall into a quagmire of sluggishness. If you get this time effect, you won't be able to get rid of it for at least an hour. The frost that covered the skin was just the surface effect of this sluggish gaze, making one think that elemental-protection-level spells would work well.

At the same time, the Demon King unleashes his own rank suppression, cursing Feige with fear and weakness. At the same time, he unleashed spells of Hell Runes on Feige at an astonishing speed, including dismantling spell defenses, implosion, and dimensional anchors. Feiqi is a powerful space mage, as the Demon King has known for a long time. He placed dimensional anchor spells in all of his tactics' highest priority positions, just to prevent Feige from profiting from spatial spells.

Hell runes also lit up on him, including protection against elemental energy, spell resistance, and order shields. This set of smooth movements has been honed and applied by him for thousands of years, and it has been done like a conditioned reflex. Judging from these spell-casting actions, Feige's spell skills are still quite far from Asmodeirs.

But he didn't want to compete with Asmodeirs in his spell skills at all. Skill, quantity, and intensity, these three bases for judging combat effectiveness are only valuable when they are similar in strength, and if they are not a level or system of strength at all, then these are useless.

He slides into the spatial crevices of the Underworld, nullifying all attacks that work on the Underworld, including the dimensional anchor that wants to anchor him to the Underworld. He became an illusory shadow, dim and lacking in detail, like a ghost, like a shadow puppet, passing through the gaps of all spells, gazes, coercions, and coming to Asmodeirs unscathed.

"So fast, but what's the point? If you want to attack me, you need to get back to the space I am, and you'll be caught by my spell right away. ”

The Demon King watched Feige stretch out his hand, and then blocked it in front of his hand with the ruby scepter, waiting for Feiqi to appear. But Feige's hand passed through the ruby scepter like a phantom, through his spell barrier, through his gown and skin. The Demon King looked down at the hand of the Deep Hell Purgatory that had penetrated deep into his chest, he had no abnormal feelings, and he couldn't understand what Fei Qi was trying to do.

Suddenly, the surrounding scenery changed, and the ruined earth of the seven layers of hell and the lead-gray sky disappeared, replaced by a canopy of black and red thunderclouds. They were suspended in the air, and a few hundred meters below them was a bronze city, the structure of twelve concentric circles was easily recognizable. It has stood in this wasteland of charred rubble since time immemorial. "Hell Layer Aphnath?" The Demon King didn't have any doubts about his location, but he didn't understand how he got here.

The Hellpurgatory Feige smiled at the Demon King, and then quickly retreated. No, Asmodeirs noticed that it was himself who was rapidly retreating, and he was falling at a very high speed, but he did not feel any impact or acceleration during the whole process. He maintained his flight all the time, but no matter how he controlled it, it was useless for his fall. At a distance of several hundred meters, the fall was only a moment, and then there was a terrible impact, and the demon king of the ninth layer and the bronze fortress of the first floor had a reluctant intimate contact between both sides.

The shock wave expanded outward at the speed of sound, reducing an arc-shaped city of the Bronze Fortress to powder, and the casualties were incalculable. The continuous earthquakes caused the bronze city wall to begin to crumble and collapse, and even if it was not injured by the earthquake and shock waves, the huge roar also injured the ears of the people around them, and they could only cover the two bleeding wounds with their hands.

The Bronze Fortress is the stronghold of Lord Zariel on the first floor of Hell, and if attacked, it would be a smear on her face. The sound of falling, crashing, and collapsing did not stop, and alarm bells and horns rang through the sky, and the black-winged Devil Zariel led her Guardian Devil, holding a flaming heavy sword aloof, to burst out of the core circle of the fortress and assemble in mid-air.

She's not a reckless woman, she won't pounce on an enemy without knowing why, and any opponent who breaks through the outer defenses of the Bronze Fortress shouldn't be underestimated.

"Zariel, long time no see!" Feige turned to face the Devil Lord of Hell. "How have you been lately, and do you still miss spending time in the cage?"

Zariel was shocked, but remained silent. "I volunteered to stay in the cage following the Demon King's plan, that is my loyalty and perseverance, and it is a proud part of my history. Who are you, reckless intruder, self-defeating devil traitor?"

"I just smashed Asmodeirs down, and I'm not really a good devil in that sense, but hell allows me to do that. Oh, I forgot, your inferior bloodline can't make those eyes know who I am, so I'll save you some effort!" Feige clenched his hands into fists, and the muscles of his body trembled and squirmed violently, and began to deform in midair. His Deep Hell Purgatory Body was obtained on the basis of the multiple forms of the Desire Demon, and he also had the forms of Inferior Demon and Mind Turning Demon. Now, Feige has taken out all his mana, and he needs all the strong forms to go into battle together to contain this terrible mana.

So, a monster with six-winged black and white angel wings, a deep hell purgatory body, and the claws and arms of the Mind Turning Demon appeared. The red flames of hell turned into red lightning on him, and the ever-changing light of black, white, and gray swirled in his eyes. The spell matrix of the Hell Rune is in the right hand, the spell matrix of the Divine Rune of the Creator and Truth Thunder is in the left hand, and Feiqi's own space and magic rune matrix is in front of his forehead, slowly rotating and shining slightly. "Zariel, I'm Feige, and your blood smells good. Are you begging me for help with your own blood, and that's part of your so-called proud history?"

"Kill him!" Zariel swung the flaming sword in his hand, allowing the demons in front of him and behind him to start charging and killing. It's just that she was stunned for a moment, and found that she was no longer in the same position, and she didn't know how to get in front of Feiqi. The Mind Turning Demon's claws extending from the Deep Hell Purgatory's shoulders were inserted into his chest and abdomen, no pain, no tingling, no sensation, as if it were all an illusion.

"What did you do?" Zariel found herself unable to move, and her demonic men were frightened and left unmoved, leaving her alone.

"The soul needs a frame of reference to determine its place and to play its role, which is the most basic of your relationship with the world. I dragged you out of your frame of reference, temporarily, it's a space spell. Hell oscillates on multiple levels in the outer planes, in the multiverse, in parallel worlds, and you can't feel it when you're inside, just as you can't feel the planet moving in the universe under your feet. You have no sense of the frame of reference, all your spells are attached to the frame of reference, and as long as you haven't surpassed it or stabilized it, you can't resist it.

The vibrations of the parallel world are very violent, and the products it creates are different realities, so it requires a powerful force that can change cause and effect, which I call the parallel world logic wave. I'm going to bring you up, and I'm going to send you back, and you don't have the frame of reference inertia before, and that's going to hit this wave. I hope you're lucky, because the impact speed is the speed of light, and I hope you're strong enough, because I haven't seen a whole corpse left behind. ”

Feige pulled his claws out of Zariel's body, and Zariel instinctively felt great terror. She reached out to grab Feige, even if it wasn't a shame to hug her thigh. But her hand passed through Feige's body as if through clouds and phantoms. There was no intersection between them, and she had left the frame of reference where Fitch was.

The sense of fall comes from gravity, and gravity and acceleration are not different in the concept of space. She felt a strong fall, and then darkness ensued. The Bronze Fortress experienced another violent impact, more earthquakes, more collapses, and more casualties. The demons began to flee in all directions, and none of Zariel's men still wanted to challenge Feige, but there was a perfect Hellpurgatory that left Feige with a familiar lookback.

The lord of the first layer of Hell was defeated, but not dead. She endured a death unprecedented in her life, and it took a great deal to be resurrected from hell, but fortunately she still had some savings. However, even if she is resurrected, her fate is nothing more than being thrown down again to be struck, and once again to be killed alive by the moving world, so that the final destruction is certain. It's just that Feige doesn't want to make sure to kill Zareel, he doesn't want to be identified as a first-tier lord by Hell because of this move.

Moreover, Asmodeirs had more than one doppelganger, and he reappeared in the air, levitating in front of Feige.

"I didn't understand what was going on just now, but I heard your explanation to Zariel, thank you. ”

Feige nodded and accepted the thanks, "I meant it for you. She wasn't qualified enough to listen. ”

"But it's foolish to expose your abilities to the enemy, so I will have a way to defeat you. The most basic principle of secrecy of the Deep Hell Purgatory, why haven't you learned it?"

"Because it doesn't matter if I tell you. You think that you are like all doppelgangers, and you are like the essence, so you feel that it is possible to defeat me by understanding my abilities - this is a delusion. In my eyes, each of your clones is different, and all the gaps between you add up to 10,000 times, which can't fill the difference between the clones and the ontology. ”

"You're obviously crazy and talking nonsense. ”

"It's sad. As a demon king, you are beautiful in front of the devil. But as the doppelganger of the Demon King, you exposed your weak and pitiful side in front of me. Feige looked down at his paws, and Asmodeirs' doppelganger appeared on them. After that, he pulled out his claws, and the king of the devil in the tuxedo began to fall and crash.

The impact of the world is very powerful, and the power of one person is so humble in the face of such an event - Feige never stops studying the interrelationship of the world, he turns this phenomenon into a weapon, and the doppelganger of the demon king is the victim. As he said to the Demon King before the conflict began, "War is the simplest of all things, and changing the world is another thing entirely." ”

How many doppelgangers does the Demon King have? No one has ever counted this. As far as Fei Qi once observed when the Demon King cast the Plane Forceful Shift Spell, hundreds are certain, thousands are also very possible, and even infinite clones are not difficult to imagine. The Demon King can send many clones, and that's what it does. Just as Feige felt the fluctuations in the world before the arrival of the Demon King clone and thus prepared in advance, now Asmodeirs feels the same thing.

It knew that Feige was going to look for it, which was a "fresh" thing that made it feel threatened. It sends its own doppelganger to stop Feige.

Feige flew to the location of the illusory lever of the Plane Shifting Charm, which led to the location of Asmodeirs' true body, all the way to the obstacles set up by the Asmodeirs clone. These obstacles are not a big deal, Feige can avoid their attacks by placing himself outside of the doppelganger's frame of reference, and then drag them over, throw them down, solve one with a bang, and repeat without much power. The moment the Demon King found him, Feige knew that things were bound to go down this path. Both of them have the ability to stabilize and shake parallel worlds, like black holes in a time scroll, when they get close, they will attract each other and then meet.

Only by meeting can we solve the problem. The Demon King is dealing with a threat, and Feige is dealing with trouble—at least in the face of the encounter, they think.

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