Chapter 134 Controversy

Sensing the scorching heat of this hell, the man in black pushed open the wooden door and strode out of it, smiling and saying, "Dear Father, welcome. With each step he took, bursts of gray aura emerged, and the place where the heat wave was washed away was once again enveloped in **.

The old blond-haired man with an angry face became more and more cold when he saw this scene, and said loudly: "Witch Heart Demon, what do you want to do when you come here to make such a huge momentum, the sky is full of blood clouds and everything is dead and silent, and now all demons are gathering. ”

Hearing the old man say this, the witch heart demon was slightly stunned for a moment, showing a hint of doubt, and then suddenly said with a sly smile: "Hey, hey, hey, it seems that your time has really passed, and now it's my turn, old man!" ”

The old man stroked his neckline, took a deep breath, and continued: "Your time will come, but not now!" ”

After hearing this, the witch heart demon laughed more and more rampantly, laughed and said: "Come on, old man, we all know that with your current strength, you can't hurt me at all, even if you can't kill me in hell back then, the biggest difference between me and you is that I have no weaknesses, I will never fail, never!" ”

The old man adhered to his usual arrogance, and said in a cold voice: "Although my strength in this world is not as good as yours, but my soldiers are not, the power of hellfire is beyond your ability, go back to hell while there is still a way to retreat, don't force me to do it." ”

As soon as these words came out, there was no longer half a smile on the faces of the two sides, and the gray mist around the witch heart demon became thicker and thicker at this moment, and he said in a murderous voice: "Evil Spirit Rider, your favorite work? Wasting the power of hellfire on a sad human being, why did you never trust me! If you give me the strength that belongs to me, where will there be today! ”

At the end of the sentence, the Witchheart Demon couldn't help but roar loudly, and after a moment of calming down, he continued in an eerie tone: "Please, send as many soldiers as you please, and I will bury him, and then I will bury you, father!" ”

After Mephitos turned into a roaring soul and the yin wind dissipated between heaven and earth, the Witchheart Demon stood alone in the wilderness and said, "What do you think about this, Blood Fiend?"

As soon as the words fell, I saw blood flowing out from behind the wooden door, forming a young man dressed in luxurious aristocratic clothes, his shawl was red as if blood was about to drip at any time, he slowly opened his eyes and revealed his bloody eyes and then said: "Although Morphiotus is one of the nine lords in hell, he has power that even the eight demon generals can't match, but these are greatly suppressed in the human world, and he can only exert a small amount of power without worrying, the only thing that needs to be paid attention to is the evil spirit knight, It is introduced into the mortal body with the power of hellfire, so that it can obtain a huge terrifying power without being suppressed by the laws of the mortal world. ”

After a pause, the young man continued: "But this huge power must come at a price, although Mephitos controls his soul, this manic, all-destroying power is too difficult for a mortal to control, once the carrier of hellfire cannot withstand the erosion of this power, then what Mephitos has in his hands is nothing more than a puppet soul. ”

After glancing meaningfully at the young man in gorgeous clothes, the witch heart demon smiled and said: "That's right, although this poor soul must work for Mephitos, once he can't contain the power in his body and turns into a puppet, he is powerless to help that old guy, hahahaha............"

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Outside the Houston football stadium the next morning, the huge slogan of the explosive Johnny Flying Grim Reaper show can be seen everywhere, judging from the crowd around the stadium, the audience has increased unabated compared to yesterday, this leap has canceled the long runway acceleration section, almost the entire lawn is the content that needs to be jumped, and the obstacle between is not a harmless object like an RV, but six Black Hawk helicopters, just the propellers that are constantly rotating at high speed are enough to make the loser flesh fly, this alone is enough to attract those who are originally nocturnal, Make it wake up early.

At this moment, the interior of the Black Hawk helicopter that was constantly hovering over the stadium was wearing military uniforms. In addition to the heavily armed driver and instructor, there were three girls in retro costumes sitting in the back seat, it was Zhan Lan, Alona and Zhao Yingkong, Zhan Lan was still holding the laptop and kept tapping her fingers, she stared at the screen and said: "I originally thought that it was very simple to control the entire American network with the computer produced by the main god and the first god, but I didn't expect it to be so complicated, it seems that the technology in Resident Evil is still much worse than Skynet in Terminator, No wonder you need a B-level side story and 5,000 bonus points, Nana, Sakuraku, how are you two doing? ”

Alona said indifferently: "It's all arranged, and the meeting with those old guys from the church is scheduled for three o'clock in the afternoon." ”

Zhao Yingkong also said softly: "I have already contacted the local killer organization last night, and I only need to complete two tasks in the past few days, with the current progress, Sister Lan, you are the most backward."

Seeing the disdainful expressions on the faces of Alona and Zhao Yingkong, but with an unconcealable smile in their eyes, Zhan Lan took two cute smiling faces like red apples into her arms, kneaded them wantonly on the two delicate and tender cheeks with both hands, and then slid down her body to some sensitive parts..................

Different from the ambiguous atmosphere in this helicopter, there is no sound of panting in the helicopter on the side, and the blood, brutality and thick dead air are mixed in a space filled with this dead silence.