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The white cold light flashed away, and a messenger who had been beheaded by the waist fell weakly into the bloody quagmire, and the body was grabbed by the writhing hand in the "swamp" and quickly dragged into the ground. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In the face of dozens of "Paradise Messengers", Zhang Luo, who incarnated as a judge, fought and retreated, using a two-meter-long giant sword to harvest the lives of his opponents. But he soon discovers that even if he can cut off Viotiel's head, there is still a new Viotiel, who is constantly crawling out of the bloody mire and joining the besieging warband.

"It's going on like this...... "After repairing his body, Zhang Luo, who had returned to human consciousness, knew that something was wrong.

Even he would find it tricky to face so many oracles. These monsters, dressed in ceremonial robes and wearing human skin masks, can be regarded as a symbol of the consciousness of the "Red God" of Silent Hill. In other words, they are the doppelgangers of the Lord of Paradise himself, and the executors who have been sent out!

"See, you can't compete with Paradise alone?" The clear girlish voice announced his defeat in Zhang Luo's consciousness: "You think I will be afraid of the evil god? The Nameless Mist was defeated at my feet hundreds of years ago. ”

"You think I'm like that scrappy?" Recalling the evil god of waste wood who deceived the old Taoist priest into becoming a believer, Zhang Luo pursed his lips disdainfully.

That being said, he still has no way to contend with the Lord of Paradise, and if he wants to temporarily stop Viotiel's attack, he can only choose to destroy the entire area. But......

It's not a no-man's-land in the Sahara where birds don't lay eggs, but a city full of people. If you use a killer move here, millions of the city's inhabitants will be destroyed along with Paradise!

“……”

Wielding a butcher's knife to force back Viotiel, Zhang Luo was fighting with the other party at the same time, his brain was also working rapidly, looking for a solution to the dilemma.

Just when he was at a loss, the girl giggled again, as if mocking him: "Don't resist, enter the cradle of heaven, you will be the strongest judge." ”

"I'm sorry, I'm not interested in working for a coward who doesn't even dare to show his face." Zhang Luo mercilessly ridiculed the other party.

- Without finding the Lord of Paradise, it is too difficult to face the messenger sent by this monster. Every time he kills a Viotiel, new ones will emerge from the ground, and the most disgusting thing is that this kind of paradise messenger is not won by numbers alone, and the combat power of each one is no less than the god-level opponents he has faced before!

In a predicament of near despair, Zhang Luo continued to kill the messenger who stood in front of him, but the speed of swinging the knife was a little slower than before, although his body was fine, but in the state of single-mindedness, his consciousness was a little unable to keep up......

Bang!

A heavy punch slammed into Zhang Luo's chest, beating the "triangular head" holding the butcher's knife to the point that he staggered back, and his chest was completely concave like a pot lid.

"What's wrong, can't you stay calm?" The girl laughed again.

Ignoring the taunt of the Lord of Paradise, Zhang Luo swung his knife in reverse, slicing open the chest of one of the Viotiels in front of him, but his arms were strangled by two messengers who suddenly appeared from both sides, and with a burst of pain from both wrists, the big knife in his right hand was also released.

"You will be a sacrifice for the ceremony." The girl's voice rang out.

As if hearing her order, the two Viotirs came from the front, grabbed the gray and white legs under Zhang Luo's ceremonial robes, and then, the four messengers who controlled his body suddenly began to sink, and took Zhang Luo to sink into the bloody mire full of gray hands and feet below.

"Come, enter into the bosom of Paradise."

Dozens of hands, without temperature, scratched at him, clutching the pointed helmet on his head and every movable joint on his body.

Zhang Luo, who was facing the sky on his back, only felt that his back began to feel a bone-chilling coldness, even with the flesh and blood armor of the evil god, the extreme cold that froze the blood still spread from his back and spread to his whole body at great speed.

――That's it, is it over?

――Is that what you're capable of?

Indescribable anger erupted in his heart, and the "triangular head", which had been controlled to death, suddenly began to struggle violently, and the range of movements was so large that he threw the two Viotiels ten meters away.

"What do you think...... And that's the end of it? ”

Stretching out his right hand that broke free from the restraints, he tore the cold big hand that was grasping his chest, Zhang Luo, who turned into a triangular head, stood up suddenly, grabbed the throat of one of them Viotil with his left hand, and lifted the monster up stiffly, and then grabbed the skin on the opponent's chest with his right hand and pulled it hard-

Crash!

After the terrifying tearing sound, Viotiel's robes and the skin of his body were torn off, and the flesh inside his body was sprinkled all over the ground, seeping into the swamp below and disappearing.

"That's all it takes?"

Zhang Luo, who was red-eyed, kicked off the calf of a Viotil next to him, and at the moment when the monster half-knelt down, he grabbed the guy's skull and directly pinched the other party's head wearing a human skin mask. Another kick kicked the headless corpse into the air, knocking over several "Paradise Messengers" behind it.

"That's all?"

Zhang Luo didn't know where his strength came from, and he didn't need to know, he just kept slaughtering the envoys around him.

As if frightened, Viotiel, who was still very powerful before, was powerless at this time, so he could only let him slaughter.

Until the last messenger was torn open by him, he took out the other party's black heart that was still beating and crushed it, looking at Viotil with a big hole in his chest, Zhang Luo suddenly took off the pointed helmet on his head and threw it aside, revealing the head covered by flesh armor below:

"What's the trick?" He yelled.

Hearing this, the girl was not surprised, but there was a hint of cunning in her voice, like a child who had succeeded in a prank:

"Thank you for helping me with the ritual, Inquisitor."

Before the words fell, Zhang Luo's body suddenly burst out with scarlet blood light, and a vague figure suddenly overlapped with his body, making his whole person seem to become a few more circles.

As if consciously, the scarlet figure on Zhang Luo's body began to float towards the bloody swamp under his feet.

But-

The figure did not go where he was supposed to go, but was sucked into Zhang Luo's body again, and after completely overlapping with Zhang Luo's body, it melted into the skin and disappeared.

“……”

Probably didn't expect such a situation at all, and the girl was silent for a moment. At this time, Zhang Luo suddenly laughed:

"That's your trick? I saw through your crappy trap when I first met you. ”

As he spoke, he stepped forward and reached out to tear off the flesh and blood armor from his face, revealing a smiling gray face, like a mad walking corpse:

"Get out of here! Ruler of Paradise, your plan has failed completely. (To be continued.) )