In the smoke-billowing sky of the second-layer Hell Dis, tens of thousands of red rays of light pierced the sky, and those blazing fireballs poured like a torrential rain of flames on the exit of every interdimensional space passage.

The screams of the demons that poured out of it were screaming and screaming, or howling of rage, and these chaotic sounds converged into a violent sound wave that almost burst people's eardrums.

Life appears and disappears.

A large number of demons turned into blazing fireballs the moment they came out, struggling to fall.

If this weren't a battlefield, it would have been fireworks at a grand festival.

Death is showing off its beauty to the world with the same aesthetics.

Many demons are not used to the heat of the second level of Bato's Hell.

In Diess, even on the most ordinary streets, every steel floor tile has a heat of more than 60 degrees.

Those iron walls were too many hundred degrees, to say the least, and the liquid splashed on them, whether it was blood or water, and instantly turned into steam.

Quite a few demons jumped up as soon as they reached the ground. These are already the lucky ones, and more demons are at the main descent site, engulfed by the sea of flames unleashed by the devil.

The pain of the individual does not matter, anyway, there are many demon cannon fodder, and the demon strikers use their flesh and blood to pave the way for the subsequent demonic frenzy.

Of course, the destruction caused by ten thousand demons was not as terrible as the destruction of a single demon lord of Ugu.

With a swaying of the huge body, ten or eight buildings were casually shattered, and the shattered building fragments and blazing fireballs rained down on the Devil's Army, causing an effect beyond all the Devil's imagination.

The hard steel floor turned into iron juice, tossed up and down like ocean waves, and was lifted up to form a scene that looked like the end of the world.

Even the veteran devil who had been fighting the demons for hundreds of millions of years was stunned by the scene in front of him.

The devil's rigorous array has instead become a target. The destructive power of terror plowed all the arrays that were formed.

Adramares had to order the units to disperse to meet the enemy before defeating the demon lord Ugudan.

At the same time, the kings and dukes were ordered to storm the giant worm.

But is the king of the worms so big that it's really easy to kill?

The riot in the prison below was not taken care of for a while, and the only good news was that few of those guys who forced the palace really did it. Except for Moloch, who fought with Bayer in the dark.

The two giant humanoid demons not far from the tower were as destructive as the King of Worms.

Actually, neither of these guys plays much like the devil. Instead, like a reckless demon. Since they are both flame-immune and regenerative goods, the civil war between the two great devils began with bloody hand-to-hand combat.

Molok's twelve-meter-long, extra-long whip [Moloch Calamity] has four small flexible metal whips, and a casual swing under his huge force is like a hurricane. Everywhere the whip went, whether it was an iron fortress, a demon or a devil who happened to be involved in a fierce battle, or the hard scales of Byer, they were all whipped away.

"Whew-" More than thirty scales on the entire left shoulder were whipped or shattered at once, and even those as strong as Bair couldn't help but let out a howl of pain.

Ignoring the four terrifying blood marks on his shoulders that were the width of a human palm, Bayer returned the blow.

The flame-entangled scimitar slashed at Moroch's ribs like lightning, clearly aiming at the gap between the two ribs. But the thickness of the Moroch's skin was completely beyond Beyer's imagination, and the knife was not fatal, leaving only a huge cut forty centimeters deep.

If it were a human, this knife would have killed him a long time ago.

But for Moloch, a giant who is more than five meters tall and weighs more than 3 tons, it is a moderate injury at most.

Whether it was Bayer or Moroch, the wounds they had just created were already healing on their own from the moment they were exposed to the air. The terrifying rate of regeneration is beyond the reach of humans.

That's it, you stab, I whip, both sides are crazy to create wounds on each other. Challenge the limits of the opponent's regeneration ability.

It's horrible!

It's simply a monster vs. monster war!

If it weren't for the fact that each other's destructive power was quite amazing, it would definitely cause the other party to be unbeatable. No matter how many injuries you have, you can heal on your own, and even if you die, you will be immediately resurrected to show you the illusion.

At this moment, Raven's heart was empty in the shadows.

Raven did everything Raven could do in prison. Whether the prisoners died halfway through, scorched by the blazing steel floor, or killed by the remnants of the devil, was none of the question.

Although Raven also noticed that some of the clever paladins grabbed the water first. After regaining some of his strength, he continued to escape, and there were also captured demons who fought with the human prisoners, but Raven really couldn't take care of all the prisoners.

All of Raven's attention was on the two king-level demons who were getting smaller and smaller.

I've been working hard in this world for a year and a half, and I've done better than I imagined, if there are no accidents. It's almost time to embark on the path to godhood.

Whether what he is doing now is repeating the mistakes of the past or really forging a new path, he is already closely linked to the fate of the world of Ultron.

Raven felt as if he was in a mysterious realm, and the terrifying destruction around him, the fierce sounds of battle, roars, and screams were all inaudible.

It's quiet!

But there is an impulse in my heart, a desire that is becoming extremely clear.

I thought that the majestic river of history could not be changed by someone or something, but gradually, when my butterfly from another world flapped its wings, changed one historical event after another, and saved one after another existence that should have been destroyed.

Unconsciously, countless powerful beings converge around him, the fate of countless people is tied to him, and his every move affects the hearts of tens of millions of people.

And the fate of these beings was in the hands of him, Raven Yunfield.

It's not a bondage, it's not an unbearable task, it's supposed to help!

Hand-picked help.

All the help at this moment converges into a simple sentence -

"Come on! We've got your back! ”

Excitement rose in his heart, blood was rolling in his veins, and Raven felt the power to change his fate flow through his body.

It's as if there's nothing in heaven and earth that I can't do!

That's the power to change the whole world on its own!

Obviously, the bottom of my heart is like a galloping horse, and I am eager to set off a raging tide that swallows mountains and rivers.

But Raven's body and soul became extremely quiet after an instant, quietly watching the two monster-level kings in front of him fight to the death.

Raven's gaze seemed to travel back in time for a moment.

He saw the Seven Human Empires fall in flames.

He saw that there was no existence in the world that could slow down the collapse of the world.

He also saw countless people struggling and eager to seize their destiny.

And in the end, there is only one person who can lead all the existence of the world of Ultron - him, Raven Yunfield!

A domineering spirit dominated Raven's entire body.

Raven moved!

Just before the Duke of Adramarez, the spokesman of the Lord of Hell and the commander of the audience, was about to send reinforcements to support Bair, Raven moved!

It seems that the clouds are light and the wind is light, but in fact it is as fast as lightning and lightning.

This is a blow that completely surpasses Raven's limits at the moment, a blow that blends his heart with everything he has learned.

The Conqueror of the Abyss transcends the limits of space in the shuttle of shadows.

Not to mention Bayer and Morlock, even Raven himself didn't know how he struck the blow.

Even the Mollock in the frantic fight just felt that the big man of Bayer disappeared after a flower in front of him.

Without pause, the mysterious figure that felt faster than the light crashed into Moloch's arms.

In the next moment, Moloch also followed in Byer's footsteps.

It's another spike.

Feeling two angry and manic souls being sucked into the Abyss Conqueror, Raven knew it was time for him to run away.

Without pause at all, Raven's figure disappeared into the chaos in an instant.

The Devil's Legion was stunned.

The Vault Dwellers were also stunned.

The devil is the least single-minded race, and he can fight in a group and never go alone. No matter which side it is, Moloch is mentally prepared to be wheeled off by the strong men sent by the devil's side.

But now, an inexplicable guy ran out and put a former and a current king together in seconds?

What's going on?

What kind of existence has such a layout ability and sneak attack ability?

Could it be that the god of murder, Cirek, took action himself?

A chill swept through the hearts of all the devils who saw this scene.

At the same time, at this moment, the three exile archdevils hiding nearby received a message from a mysterious voice one after another, and the content was extremely similar.

"Amon Marglando Keldino, I give you one last chance, now run before the new Sixth King, Melissa, and swear allegiance to Melissa in the name of the River Styx. Otherwise...... Hey. Remember to keep it a secret. ”

A great devil who has never told him his real name is so easily revealed by a mysterious being. This kind of horror made even the Great Devil, an exile with the strength of a king, feel a chill from the tail vertebrae to the back of his head.

Ten seconds later, when the three big devils of Amon, Kane, and Bister rushed towards Melissa at the same time, the fourth king, Filna, originally had the attitude of watching a good show. Who knows what will happen next, so she can't calm down at all!

Why was it that in the same way to suppress the rebellion, she wanted to kill a duke, and that Melissa inexplicably received three great devils who were at least duke-level and swore to be her servants in the name of the River Styx?

It's a damned slave! Not allegiance!

Swearing to be a servant in the name of the River Styx is something that 99% of the devil would not want to do! Although this time, even the Lord of Hell can no longer punish them, but this is tantamount to the most humiliating surrender!

Filna was going crazy. (To be continued.) )