The body was descending rapidly, and the wind whistle in my ears told me that the problem was very serious, and if I didn't want to solve it, I might really become the first adventurer to fall from a high altitude and die.

But,It's really tired.,It's strange.,Wasn't it because of the upgrade just now.,Isn't the whole body strength already full? Why did he suddenly lose his strength again, and now this state is not much better than when he just competed with Gamorro for the energy cannon.

What the hell happened in between? The impression is a little vague, and the consciousness is chaotic, not to mention having the strength to recall, even if you stay awake, you can't do it.

In the haze, suddenly there was a throbbing in my heart, my heart seemed to contract violently, and before I could react, a brilliant white light shot straight out of my chest, straight through the sky, this white light was so strong, so domineering, that the sun in the sky was also eclipsed in front of it.

Immediately afterward, this fierce pillar of light slowly spread out in all directions around my chest, and the dazzling white light gradually became softer, and in the haze, I seemed to see white angel feathers, falling from the sky like snowflakes...... No, it wasn't an illusion, the occasional piece of holy feathers fluttered and landed on me, instantly turning into points of light and dissolving into my skin, and a warm feeling suddenly came from my body.

The magnificent hymn suddenly sounded in my ears, as if there were countless angels surrounding me, posing in a posture of prayer and singing the hymn, the song was loud and delicate, as magnificent as the rumble of the falling waterfall, making people feel the majesty of God. There is also a drizzle of rain moistening things and gentleness, representing the kindness of God.

In this holy angel feather, under the haunting of this sacred chant, from the spread pillar of light, the figure of a young girl emerged, and her smooth white little feet floated on my chest. Her eyes were closed, and her long moonlit hair fluttered, surrounded by angelic feathers like stars and moons, in the praise of a hymn that grew in tune. The body went from dream to reality, and finally condensed into an entity, and the pair of earth light wings behind it, which were several times larger than the girl, opened with a sigh.

At this moment, as if a substantial holy light burst out from her body, emitting a milky white light, enveloping the entire heaven and earth, if anyone saw a scene on the ground, I am afraid that they would be shocked and kowtow. After the ground that had been destroyed into a scorched earth during the battle between me and Gamorro was shrouded in milky white light. The earth shook and shook, and after a while, small green fangs emerged from the mud, and then began to grow and grow at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

I looked at Alice, shrouded in a milky white holy light, and if I were asked what was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen since I came to the darkness, I would have answered without hesitation: Sarah's innocence, Veras's tenderness, Alice's holiness. And the momentum of Sister Sharna. Well, although hate to admit it. But the charm of the little fox is definitely okay, but now. Alice, however, had gone far beyond the realm of her which I had known, and the unprecedented holiness that emanated from her gave me a sense of pilgrimage to my devotion that I could not even pronounce the affectionate title of "little ghost" for a while.

For a long time, Alice shook her slender eyelashes, her eyelids blinked a few times, and then opened, revealing her dreamlike silver eyes, which seemed to be a little confused, and then she was clear, lowered her head, looked at me, and showed a hint of a smile, the familiar little ghost, it seemed to be back.

The next moment, she fluttered on her toes, and the beautiful huge wings of light, the simple and wide priest's robe, fluttering against the backdrop of angel feathers, looked like a fairy of nobility and elegance, and then her arms like snow lotus flowers, poofed around my neck.

"Ahem, little one, although it is presumptuous, can I ask you to flap your wings behind your back a little."

The noble and holy Holy Lady Alternate gave her a hug, which naturally made people feel very happy, but now did not seem to be the time to be happy.

The little guy had obviously just woken up, his mind was still a little foggy, and he looked up, his silver eyes full of doubts.

"We're going down."

I pointed to the bottom helplessly, and then my mind sank, and my consciousness, which had been temporarily awakened by the shock brought by the little ghost, was quickly enveloped in darkness, and the last thought in my heart was: Oh no, what if the pair of inexplicable light wings behind the little ghost don't work?

On the other side, when I was beaten back to my original form and fell from the sky, Lucia's team was deeply shocked, it turned out that this was the case, the giant bear was Master Wu Fan, in this way, one qiē and one qiē can be explained.

When they saw the rapidly falling figure, they couldn't care about their inner thoughts anymore, now didn't seem to be the time to think about this, it was still important to save people quickly, and the four of them rushed up after Xiaoxue, so even if the little ghost didn't appear, someone's life was not in danger.

However, before they could take a few steps, the magnificence of the little ghost's appearance frightened them again, and they could hardly resist bowing under the magnificent sight that seemed to be descending from the angels, and under the surging and holy momentum that the little ghost spread its wings of light that covered the sky.

What is this and what, why are super-common sense scenes that cannot be seen in a lifetime, appear one after another today.

The three big men didn't see the change in Lucia's expression after the moment the little ghost appeared.

From the surprise when he just began to find out his identity, pride, a little pride, a little bit of anger, hum, he dared to hide it from the old lady, causing the old lady to worry for so long, and after looking back, I won't take you villain OOXX and then XXOO, but since the moment she saw the little ghost, the joy in her eyes froze - surprised, panicked, unwilling. and then to the loss of soul.

To be precise, from the moment Lucia became sensible, she never doubted her beauty, as a sky fox, she had this capital, maybe. The entire Dark Continent is so big, there will always be someone more beautiful than yourself, and there will always be someone more elegant than your own temperament, but. When it comes to the attraction of men, Lucia has always been the second lady, no one dares to be the first, and this conclusion has already been proven by the sky fox of the past generations.

But, in the holy light of the little ghost, Lucia retreated, timid. For the first time, I was unsure of this, and watched as the noble wings of light wrapped the two people together. At this moment, she had a deep confusion and fear in her heart, she lost, no wonder that villain always refused to accept herself, no wonder she couldn't charm him in the state of Tianhu Earth, it turned out that there was a girl who was better than herself by his side.

"Let's go."

As she said this, Lucia suddenly felt that her soul was being emptied, and her limbs were weak, and she almost fell to the ground. In the past. No matter how tired I was, I never felt this way. Do you really like that villain? Really love it to the point that you can't help yourself?

No, it's not. How could the old lady like that kind of stupidity, I'm not rare, I'm the heartthrob Lord Lucia, it's the noble Sky Fox His Royal Highness, it should be that he likes me and pursues me, she wiped her eyes, and then turned away in despair, the petite and charming back seemed to be trembling slightly, giving people a feeling of loneliness and depression.

The three big men glanced at each other, not knowing Lucia's inner hesitation at the moment, but seeing that Lord Fan had been saved by the angel-like girl, and the Ghost Wolf King had already greeted him, they hesitated for a moment, but still followed closely behind Lucia.

And the other side......

This is a dark red world, there is no night, there is no day, all year round are shrouded in a layer of gray dark red breath, the air is hot, like fire, after exhaling in, the lungs seem to be burning, the dim sky is always flashing and red and black lightning, the ground is ...... It can't be called the ground, because all you can see is the boundless sea of molten lava, and these dark red molten pulp bubbles are bubbling countless hot slurry, and after expanding to the extreme, they burst open, and the dark red molten lava splashes everywhere, and from time to time it erupts like a volcano, spewing up huge pillars of lava hundreds of kilometers high.

On this sea of molten lava, there are occasionally some huge rocks floating, like islands in the sea, these rocks don't know what material they are, they can not melt in such a terrifying molten lava, and on these boulders, there are many kinds of ugly and powerful monsters, all of them exude a terrifying momentum, and then, the killing is staged on it almost all the time, several amazing demons are entangled together, roaring fiercely, all want to send their weapons into each other's hearts, Or in groups, hundreds or even thousands, they fight blindly together until the last one remains.

Black, blue, green, red...... Blood of all colors splattered and flowed all over the ground, and it evaporated in less than a few seconds, and even at this evaporation rate, the ground was still covered with blood of all colors, and the brown rocks were rarely exposed.

Not only this boulder, but almost all the boulders are filled with such a scene, killing and death, here is commonplace, because this is hell, it is the realm of Diablo that symbolizes fear, because of fear, so to kill, to destroy the qiē that makes you afraid, this is the paradise of fear created by Diablo, the molten world of dark fire.

In the deepest part of the molten sea, there is a tall palace, which seems to be in stark contrast to the world full of killing and blood outside, and there is no dare to use force here, even close, even the strongest in the killing world, whenever they see this palace, they also show awe from the bottom of their hearts.

In the very center of the palace, at the intersection of the pentagrams, there is a small lake of molten lava, the molten in it is not the dark red molten slurry outside, but the purest red, red perfection, red flawless, however, this beautiful red, is the nightmare of all demons, even the big demon who can bathe in the dark red molten slurry, does not dare to touch such a drop, because this is the hell of hell - the hell of the hell flame molten lava, as long as you touch a little, even if it is a super big demon at the small boss level. It will also be wiped out.

And in this molten molten of hell that even the little boss-level demons dare not touch, there is a huge red lizard lying on its stomach, with pieces of fiery red scale armor, just looking at it like this, it seems to be able to bake a person's soul into ashes, on the shoulder. There were also bone spurs that ran from its forehead to its tail, making it look hideous, and the terrifying Hellfire had drowned half of its body, but it looked comfortable. The eyes were squinted, the tail full of bone spurs flicked and flicked, and the nose exhaled a red pillar of fire, as if taking a nap.

It opened its eyes, and they were indescribable eyes, as pure and beautiful red as the Infernal Flames, devoid of the violence and madness of other demons. But like an old man, he is wise and vicissitudes, but at this time. A trace of anger could not help but rise in these calm eyes, and with this trace of anger flashing, the entire huge palace trembled slightly, and the molten world outside was even more boiling, and those magma were rolling like crazy, forming huge whirlpools for dozens of kilometers in some places, sucking in one qiē and returning to nothingness, and some formed countless huge waves of hundreds of meters, submerging them all. All the demons stopped fighting. Trembling on his stomach on the ground, trembling. Surrendered, just because of the lizard's anger.

"Click-"

In the depths of the trembling palace. There was a faint sound of footsteps, and then, an armed skeleton dressed in azure armor appeared in the darkness, this skeleton was unusually tall, and the soul fire in its hollow eyes made people shudder, and when all the great demons were worshipping in fear of the red lizard's wrath, it took steady steps, stood by the lake of the Prison Death, knelt down on one knee to the red lizard, and saluted.

"My lord, His Highness Diablo, the great god of fear, who can make you so angry."

The big red lizard, that's right, is Diablo among the three demon gods, the strongest of the Hell Clan, one of the final polar bosses, and the culprit of the tragedy of mankind for thousands of years, who else can use this terrifying Hell Flame as a hotbed?

The armored skeleton next to it was the most powerful of all its servants, the Forgotten Knight Sicy's King.

"Gamorro is dead."

Diablo didn't open his mouth, but his coercive voice echoed through the hall.

"What?"

The King of Sihi was taken aback, although Gamorro was not the strongest of all Diablo's servants, but he was definitely the most loyal one, otherwise Diablo would not have given him the task, hearing the news, the King of Sihi almost lowered his face to the ground, Diablo had always been moody, and now he was losing his love, and it was difficult to ensure that he would not take his anger out on himself.

"You say, in the First World, whoever has that ability can even wipe out Gamorro's soul." Diablo's gaze was so flat that it was impossible to guess what it meant.

Could it be Tyrell or a few of his cronies coming in person? Aside from those people, there are probably few who can completely destroy Gamorro, but it seems unlikely.

"Interesting, I really want to see who the man who killed my lovely servant?" With that, Diablo closed his eyes again, and King Sihi retreated.

No matter how cunning Ren Diablo was, it was impossible to think that the one who would kill his love was the adventurer it was looking for and strangled in the cradle, but the loss of a second wing was nothing to him, the only pity was that this two wings were extremely loyal.

However, in the face of business, it had to put this matter aside for the time being. Inside, these qiē are all made of human bones, whether it is paving, stone pillars, or zenith, you can clearly see the shape of human bones, you can imagine how many human bones are needed to build such a palace, and how many lives are killed.

On the miserable white pile of bones, at the end of the red carpet, on a huge bone throne also made of human bones, one of the four demon kings, the demon king who dominates the suffering and torture - Andariel, is sitting on the throne, one hand gently caressing the skull of Sen Han on the armrest of the throne, the other hand on the chin, as if thinking about something, and then slightly smiled.

Andariel has sky-high fiery red hair, a fiery figure revealed by revealing clothing, and a graceful facial line, among other things. She was supposed to be a sexy and stunning beauty, but those gloomy eyes full of blood ruined Yiqiē's beauty, and the face that should have been beautiful was also left with several huge ugly scars, with Andariel's ability. She should be able to erase these scars easily, but for some reason, these scars have been following her since the moment she became the Demon King.

At this time. The corners of her mouth curled into a mocking smile, and without warning, in front of her, the space was distorted, like an image spell of Arlanderland, and another scene appeared in the distorted space, but although Arlandran was powerful. But compared to Andariel, it was much worse, this spell. However, Andariel, with his own strong strength, forcibly moved the scene of that space.

In that distorted space, there was a different scene, ice, as far as the eye could see, the frozen world, the brilliant ice sparkling, like a world of crystal, compared to the world of Diablo lava and the skeletal palace of Andariel, it was so much more beautiful.

And in this pure white ice world. Center. There is a small sparkling lake, which is unusually eerie. Why is there such a thing as zài "water" in the world of ice? If it is a knowledgeable person. It would be a shock to see the blue water of this lake, because it is an extremely icy water that can freeze even the soul.

In the middle of the lake, there was a bed of ice, and even the curtain that hung down was made of ice, as if sensing the magic of Andariel, through the ice curtain, there was a beautiful outline in it.

"Sister Saya, are you still sleeping?"

Andariel, who had a gloomy face, softened a little when he called out the other party's name.

Although she didn't get an answer, Andariel could imagine the girl nodding lightly behind the ice curtain, she knew a lot of things about this girl, such as not liking to talk, and when other demons were killing everywhere, she liked to sleep quietly alone, sometimes for years, without intersecting with anyone.

She even knew the girl's past, her identity, and why she gave up her human form, destroyed her beauty, and incarnated as the ugliest of the four demon kings.

No one could have imagined that this girl in the ice bed was one of the four demon kings, Duriel, who threw away the hypocrisy and glitz of the original qiē, and turned into the ugliest demon king, returning the pain that humans had inflicted on themselves ten million times, Saya ...... Duriel, the demon lord who dominates pain.

"I just received word that one of the lizard's two-winged henchmen had been killed in the First World." Andariel said with a smile that it was a joy for her to see Diablo deflated.

"Really?"

There was a faint voice from the ice bed, but if you listen carefully, you can still hear a trace of surprise, after all, a two-winged person was actually killed in the first world, and the astonishing degree of this news is enough to compare to Tyrell stripping naked and twisting in hell and dancing naked.

"Alright, you go to sleep, I'll talk to Belier first."

Tell the news to Sù Duriel, just to convey joy to this favorite sister, and if you want to get something interesting, you have to find the brains of the Four Demon Kings, the illusory Beryl.

Then, the distorted space vanished, and the faint silhouette of a girl in the ice bed lay down, and a qiē returned to silence.

The last side......

"Oh...... I'm going to die...... Oh...... I'm dying......"

Kurast, as the white light of the teleportation station flashed, a contrived voice that gave goosebumps suddenly sounded, almost preventing the soldiers guarding the teleportation array from stabbing the spears in their hands.

In the white light, two mercenaries carried a stretcher one after the other, and a wizard lay on it, and the creepy voice came out of the wizard's mouth.

Shouting that he was dying, and pulling his voice healthier than that of a cat called Chun, the wizard was carried away by two mercenaries with snickering faces amid the stunned gaze of everyone in the teleportation array.

That's right, this is the tragedy Emperor Phoenix, under my construction, he finally stepped into the point of no return, after the operation, he didn't even care about watching Elf M in the Elf King City for a while, and hurriedly found two familiar mercenaries and hurried back. So the following scene was born.

"Oh-oh-oh-"

Moaning all over the street, and trembling all over his body, it looked like a sheep had a seizure, and under the escort of two red-faced mercenaries, the three of them finally came to the Green Forest Bar, where there were two suspicions. One: Will the job changer suffer this inexplicable injury? This is inherently; Also, coming out of the teleportation station, the Green Forest Bar is definitely not the nearest and not the best bar, so why did they have to come here?

"Smack-"

The bar door was opened. In front of everyone's eyes, Phoenix was carried upstairs to the room, and when she passed by the proprietress of the Fierce Bar, she glanced at Phoenix suspiciously, lifted the cigarette holder in her mouth, and spat out the cigarette in a dashing manner.

"Boy, they all said you don't have to pay attention, look at you like this. I guess the third leg was broken. ”

The two mercenaries couldn't help but laugh, and their steps staggered. Almost fell to the ground.

Then, the news that Phoenix is in danger and is dying spreads throughout the bar.

"Well, is he alright?"

There were many people in Phoenix's room, and the timid Oni hid behind the proprietress and half-revealed her eyes fell on the door of the room, revealing a hint of anxiety and worry.

"What, worried?"

The proprietress looked at her with a smile.

"Woo

Ou Na Qiao shook her head desperately with a crimson face, and then as if she had thought of something, she took a deep breath. The little face is choked into eggplant. Very firmly, and then quickly buried.

"Really...... Is it a very strict zhòng injury? It's dangerous...... Is it? ”

Ona gently tugged at the sleeve of the hostess's lichen. There was a hint of crying in his voice.

"Probably, it's pretty miserable."

The proprietress really thought that Phoenix's third leg was broken. After thinking about it for a while, I felt that this kind of injury was indeed ...... for a man, especially a playboy like Phoenix Well, it's dangerous, and you may go down the wrong path.

"How could it be...... I'm going to check ......."

Hearing this, Ou Na suddenly panicked, forgot about her shyness, hurriedly took a few steps forward, and her petite and weak body burst out with great strength, and actually squeezed through the crowd and rushed into Phoenix's room.

The sight inside was very dark, and Phoenix could be vaguely seen lying on the bed, letting out a faint moan, and the whole room was filled with the smell of medicine.

After coming in, Erna regretted it, what did she do? Why did she come in as soon as her head was hot, but when she saw Phoenix's "painful" appearance, her heart ached, and she finally mustered up the courage to step forward.

"Phoenix-sama ......"

She exclaimed softly.

"Ona ......"

Phoenix hurriedly lifted his face, as if forgetting the pain, and then remembered something, and turned half-dead again.

"Ona, I'm dying, and the old nun says I'm dying, and I don't know if I'll survive the whole week."

"No, Lord Phoenix, you're not going to die......" Onia said in disbelief as she covered her mouth with her hand.

"Yes, Ona, I also believe that I will not die......"

Fenex read someone's line word by word.

"I believe that love can heal a qiē, Ouna, are you willing to accept me during this time, take care of me, and create this miracle together?"

When the simple little Erna heard this, she was suddenly a little confused, but her affection for Phoenix, coupled with the touching love words she had never heard, still made her nod after hesitating for a while.

Long live, Brother Wu, you are really a saint of love! Phoenix cheered loudly in his heart.

So, five or six days passed, and Phoenix really miraculously "recovered" under the care of Ouna, of course, in the hearts of those adventurers who knew about it, they had already laughed.

So, Phoenix, who had recovered a lot of spirits, finally decided to make the final blow, and it was today.

Propose! PS: Although I don't think it's necessary, I'll say it first, the little fox is not tragic, because I hate this kind of plot too, so please rest assured, don't spray, don't question.

PS2: Okay, Duriel's identity is indeed a bit nonsense, but this is original after all, so let me pull it off, the story about Saya, in the end, in the duel between her and the little ghost, may be released in the work, okay, that's it, anyway, spoiler......