"It's not going to be good," Joe gasped, half-kneeling on the ground, and in front of him was a huge wolf corpse that gradually transformed into a human form, a skinner.

"If werewolves can also be explained by a full moon and estrus, then the irritability and madness of the skinners don't make sense."

"There's only one explanation, there's something wrong with the seal." Jo analyzed.

"But this is impossible, the railway has only been dismantled twice, and the formation is obviously still running."

"If there is no problem on the outside, is it the reason for the seal inside?"

"You mean, hellish guys, rushing out to party?"

"If it's a Leviathan, it's so powerful."

"It doesn't have that kind of brain, so the key is, who can command it!"

On the intercontinental street leading to Tom's Town, a clown guy walks with a balloon in his hand, his face is thick and strange, the bells on his hat are 'jingling', his skin is pale, his hair is green, and his lips are covered with thick makeup.

What's even more bizarre is that the pointed-toe boots he was wearing fell together, and there was a different scene on the ground.

In the midst of the raging fire, boundless, death, darkness, magma, rolling waves of fire, were struggling and roaring monsters, as small as a grain of rice, as large as a mountain, strange shapes, grinning teeth.

"Lalala, lala," when he walked to the gate of the town, he suddenly stopped and licked his mouth: "Don't let me in?"

'Violation No. 102, Violation No. 102, please leave immediately, otherwise the system will start the erasure process and eliminate the disruptors'

"Erasure program? I'm afraid to die! I'm afraid to die! The clown jumped exaggeratedly, "Isn't it like you deal with puppeteers, inch by inch, cell by cell, completely cleaned up." "The puppeteer in his mouth. Another member of the Wicked Six, who appeared in the Rookie Tournament a few years ago.

'Number 102, please leave at once, please leave at once-'

"I'll put a balloon on it," the clown pursed his lips aggrievedly, and threw the balloon into the sky, fluttering, and disappearing.

"Bye-bye~~"

The clown pulls out a man-sized card from his pocket, moves it forward, and moves it out of the way. Only the head was still floating, sticking out its tongue and disappearing.

As for the balloon in the sky, a huge clown image is drawn, and the smile is always weird.

The strength is overflowing, like an eighth-level typhoon, and the demon's coercion dissipates with the air waves, and the sky is full of black straw, after a fierce battle. The scarecrow transformed by the god of grains was finally ripped apart and scattered all over the ground.

"What are you doing with so much nonsense, it's not your fists that have the final say in the end."

'Squeak-' Tang Long pushed the stone away with all his might, revealing the remaining half of the scarecrow's body. It was like a charred wood, placed among the dead grass.

The gasoline spilled around, and beckoned back, "Lighter." ”

The fight is interrupted. Both of them relaxed, and the farmer took out the lighter tremblingly, and the change abruptly occurred. Countless tiny black currents of air overflowed from the field, gathered together, and pounced directly on the farmer, and the pieces of flesh mixed with blood spat out of his mouth, like a meat churner, stirring him out of human shape.

Skill Name: Undercurrent Wind Twist

Grade: B+

Notes: By absorbing energy from plants, summon the winds of Hell

As far as the eye can see, nearly 400 acres of land, fruits, vegetables, and wheat are all withered, which is a sign of exhaustion.

Even more unfortunate was that the only lighter, which was stirred to pieces, did not have half a fire tool nearby.

"Holy!" Tang Long jumped his feet in a hurry, obviously there was only one last left, how could this be!

'What to do?' What to do! In a trance, I seemed to think of the figure of the fire man in the world of World War II, as well as the arrogant and domineering hellfire.

"Demonized!" The whole body was entangled by magma-like lines, the teeth were sharp, the hands were open, and the demon factor was under his control, constantly splitting and expanding on the arm, the skin was cracked, the black and tough cortex was manifested, the nails were yellow, hard and sharp, and even the other parts of the body returned to normal, only this arm was still in deep demonization.

All the demonic factors are concentrated in this arm.

Theoretically speaking, since the hellfire was born from the bloodline of a high-level demon, Tang Long, who had the demon factor, was also able to emit flames of this attribute.

And now Tang Long doesn't need such a powerful flame, a little flame is enough, the hand, no, it's the claws that are starting to become hot and hot, 'a little more, a little more!' ’

It seems that at some point, the palm of the hand has become red and hot, with a soft sound of 'poof', a small flame emerges from the palm, and the brain suddenly becomes blank, as if when I was a child, I learned to walk for the first time, rode for the first time, kissed for the first time, and felt dizzy......

It's too late to reminisce and enjoy, press the flame on the gasoline - the spark is on fire! The waves of fire ignited the charred wood, and fierce screams echoed in the air.

The farmer died, and his death was extremely miserable, with almost no good meat on his body, and the boss with his eyes wide open, did not blink to death.

Tang Long sighed and closed his eyes, "At least, your daughter is saved." ”

The wound on the hand is slowly healing in the continuous division of cells, but the feeling is still in mind, the flame is the phenomenon of light and heat generated during the combustion process, and the essence is the expression of energy and electronic transitions.

Humans produce flames through tools and flames by themselves, but they are very different concepts.

"Dude, I need your help now!" The phone rings, it's Joe.

"Did you know there's a church in the center of Tom's town?"

"I've been."

"Wherever you go, there are already quite a few evil creatures gathered, ready to capture the center of this formation."

"Is it possible to be so easily breached?" Tang Long was puzzled: "Your grandfather's seal can even seal the gates of hell."

"If the Leviathan, which existed hundreds of years ago, uses its power, this sealing array is very likely to be disregarded from the inside and outside, and when the church is destroyed, it will be attacked from inside and outside, and the consequences will be unimaginable."

"Then why hasn't there been such a thing before?"

"Leviathan is one of the seven deadly sins, and we don't think anyone can drive it except Lucifer, but now it's different."

Tang Long thought that what Joe said was nine times out of ten correct, because if it was an administrator-level veteran, it was entirely possible that he had exchanged some precious props to the system to seduce this monster.

"But I'm going back to the hotel first, there are still a lot of people waiting for me to rescue!"

"Is it too late?"

"Of course, I left a helper over there."

Hotel -

"Listen, everybody, run upstairs! Remember, don't go near the window and don't lean against the door! ”

When the members of the tour group, who had already panicked, heard this, they hurriedly ran to the staircase as if they had an extra backbone; What's more, Old Man Hu has an extra golden sword in his hand, giving people the illusion of a demon subduing celestial master.

Name: Aurasaber (damaged)

Grade: Superior

Attack: Advanced

Notes: A good sword that can subdue demons and subdue demons comes from a chivalrous man named Yan Chixia

"Old man, you're stealing my limelight," the gunshot rang out, and the ragdoll swaggered in the doorway, just in case, Tang Long handed over all the holy water to it, as well as most of the church weapons.

The eyes were ringing almost non-stop...... (To be continued......)