"Heavenly ...... Angel. Ender's mind went blank.

He had seen about angels in many books, and he had also been to the demon fortress. It is said that there was a real angel in the Demon Fortress, but he stayed there for two years and still did not see the legendary angel with his own eyes.

But now, a living angel turned out to be in front of him.

Hank was also stunned. He stared at a pair of bull's eyes, and his mouth opened and closed like an idiot, but he didn't make a sound. The legend of angels has been around for a long time, and now I can see a living one.

"Damn Tyrell, it's you again!" Durrell's angry roar interrupted the two of them's thoughts.

"Archangel Tyrell?" Ende's two brains buzzed, completely unconscious.

This name is well-known among human beings. In ancient books and scrolls that have been handed down to this day, this archangel with his heart for humanity brought the Heavenly Secret Treasure Soul Stone and summoned the strongest among humans to resist the invasion of demons. These human powerhouses who were summoned by him were called the Hradim clan by later generations.

With his help, the Hradim clan regained humanity's inferiority. First, he sealed the demon god Diablo in Tristram, then captured the demon god Baal in the desert area where Rugoin was, and finally captured the demon god Mephisto in the rainforest near the Kurast harbor.

After the Three Demon Gods were sealed by the Hradim using the Soul Stone that Tyrell brought from Heaven, peace was restored to the world. But the good times didn't last long, and the magic of the demon god Diablo exceeded everyone's imagination. Its power eroded Leoric, the king who ruled Tristram, and managed to escape the seal. Tristram was completely destroyed as a result.

The Hradim clan, who had been living in seclusion after sealing the three demon gods, learned that Tristram had been destroyed and went out again. However, Tristram was completely destroyed and became a demon's lair. They had to gather the strength of most of them to forcibly seal Tristram with ancient magic. However, Diablo had already taken advantage of the chaos to take possession of the prince's body and became a dark wanderer, looking for the two brothers who had been sealed.

Diablo traveled among humans as a dark wanderer, first finding the tomb that Tarasia had built to seal Baal in the desert and freeing Baal. Baal is liberated, summoning the Pain Lord Duriel and his demonic army. In order to protect Rugoin from being destroyed by demons, Tyrell had to use his ultimate magic to forcibly cut the Warlock's Canyon away, which prevented Rugoin from repeating Tristram's mistakes.

As cunning as his brother Diablo, Baal escaped the seal, summoned Durrell and the demon army, and fled. In order to hunt down Baal, Tyrell chased all the way to the Fortress of the Demons. Helpless, Diablo took the opportunity to invade the seaport of Curast and free Mephisto. He had no choice but to stay in the fortress of the demons, waiting for Diablo to throw himself into the net.

Thinking back to the records stitched together from the ancient books and scrolls, Ende's heart was on fire. Once the archangel Tyrell gathered the strong men of the human race to achieve the mysterious and powerful Hradim clan. If it is approved by Tyrell...... He immediately fell to his knees and prayed in a reverent voice, "Great Tyrell......"

He had just said half a sentence when he suddenly saw the angel glance this way seemingly nonchalantly. This glance suddenly made him feel awe, unconsciously closed his mouth, and honestly lowered his head and did not dare to make another sound.

"Tyrrell, this place hasn't disintegrated yet. Without the confinement of the World Stone, how can you fight with me! Durrell roared wildly, his chelicated feet slammed down on him.

"Your opponent is not me." Tyrrell snapped up. The sound is illusory and ethereal, as if it does not exist in this space.

"Hahaha......" Durell continued to laugh wildly. It has no belief that there will be any rival in this space that it has forcibly constructed.

Those little bugs?

No kidding. There is no confinement of the World Stone. Even the weakest of the Fallen Demon is incomparably powerful. Those few little bugs only need two Sinking Demons at most to collapse to death.

"I have to thank you, dear Tyrell." Durell smirked, "Thank you for stabilizing this place for me." If it weren't for your help, let me be imprisoned by the World Stone again, maybe those little bugs could easily kill me. It's a pity that it's too late. ”

The last sentence soared out, and Duriel's voice suddenly increased, unspeakably ruthless. As soon as the words fell, its whole body suddenly burst out with majestic magical power, instantly filling the entire space. In an instant, a large space darkened, suppressing the white light emitted by Tyrell to a radius of less than twenty meters in one fell swoop.

The majestic magic power struck, and the faces of Ende and the others suddenly turned snow-white. This is not at all a force that humans can resist. Just feeling this majestic magic is like a mountain weighing heavily on my heart, and people can't raise the courage to resist.

None of them are weak, and they can even be considered one of the strongest among the human race. They also know that with their own strength, not to mention the Demon Realm, even the higher-level world can mix well. But in the face of Durell's unreserved all-out outburst, they knew they were very wrong.

In the face of a real demon, he is like a little worm that can be pinched to death at will.

"Impossible, impossible......" Ender sat on the ground in despair, his eyes glazed and on the verge of collapse.

The blow was too big.

He was originally ambitious to lead the Raven to become the sixth pole of mankind, resist the rule of demons as a savior, and finally win a lofty position and power, so that the Raven can be completely carried forward in his own hands. But seeing the true strength of the demon, Shenma's ideals, and Shenma's self-confidence have all become a soap bubble that can't be poked.

"Well...... Lord Ender. Hank spoke suddenly, his voice trembling with horror. He watched as the shattered void was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

One by one, the rifts healed and vanished, but Duriel's magic grew stronger. Huge magic power rolled in the air, bringing out rumbling thunder.

"It's a pity, it's just one of your doppelgangers." Duriel grinned and stopped like a mouse. Now that the big picture has been decided, his magic has regained the space. Without the influence of external forces, the space here will never disintegrate again.

The space will not disintegrate, and only the clone of an archangel can resist itself?

He is the Demon King. Except for the three demon gods who rule hell, only the other three demon kings can be equal to him. Archangel? It was only one of the lowest angels in heaven, only one order above the angels. If you want to deal with yourself, let the Seraphs come.

"How many doppelgangers can you afford to lose?" Durrell sneered playfully as he watched another spatial rift heal.

The laws of power in this world constrain the power of angels and demons. Coming here, you have to be bound by the law. The power that is higher than the law can only be diverted by means of doppelgangers. Otherwise, it will be like an overblown balloon, popping and bursting with its own majestic magic.

The power possessed by the doppelganger also belongs to the ontology. Losing a clone means that one's own strength will be substantially reduced. This is a price that neither angels nor demons can bear.

The air was filled with the smirk of the Governor. It was pleased with the results of the operation. Just destroying one of Tyrell's clones was enough to get a good reward in front of the Demon God.

The only thing that didn't satisfy it was not hearing Tyrelll's screams of terror.

This damn archangel has brought too many threats to hell. I think that the three demon gods almost died at the hands of this damn archangel. Fortunately, this damn guy is not strong enough to kill the demon god with an immortal body, so he can only seal it with a soul stone. Otherwise, the death of the three supreme rulers of hell at the hands of a mere archangel will become the greatest shame of hell.

Tyrrell remained silent. Except for the original sentence, he didn't seem to see Durrell using the huge magic healing space, but just floated in the air with an indifferent expression, resisting the erosion of Durrell's magic power.

Spatial rifts were forcibly healed by Duriel. Seeing that only the last few spatial rifts remained, Duriel felt bored. It was a great pity not to hear Tyrell's screams of terror. Then Tyrell suddenly moved.

In an instant, Durell was like a great enemy, and his huge body suddenly took full precautions, for fear that he would be overturned by Tyrell at the last moment. If this really happens, even the Demon God will have to kill him personally.

Tyrell's move wasn't big, just a gesture of raising his hand. There were no powerful power fluctuations, and no shots were made to forcibly break the space here. It's like raising your hand to chase away the flies around you.

Seeing no visions occur, Durrell was secretly relieved. In the blink of an eye, it was furious, eager to devour the damned archangel alive. That is, to think of it, angels and demons are extremely opposite in power. Swallowing an angel alive is equivalent to a human being pouring a bottle of concentrated sulfuric acid.

"I'll leave it to you next." Tyrell looked down at the three Barbaras who had just been summoned to his side, and reminded him gently.

"I ...... They ...... "Ender stammered, and there was not a trace of blood on his face. The power of Durrell is obvious to all. None of the four of them had been able to hurt Duriel a little before, and now there were only three people left, how to deal with this real demon.

Suddenly, his heart moved, and he suddenly became ecstatic. Could it be that the archangel Tyrell is ready to give himself more powerful powers? The thought grew like weeds. He immediately half-knelt on the ground, bowed his head, and replied reverently, "As you wish, great Lord Tyrrell. ”

After waiting for a long time, he didn't feel even the slightest bit of strength in his body. He looked up blankly, only to see Barbara and Hank praying reverently. At another look, his face turned black again.

Archangel Tyrell's right hand was pressed on Lan Wu's forehead who didn't know when. (To be continued.) )