Chapter 60: The Fall of the Demon God

In the city of divine punishment, in the very center of the sky, pillars of white and red light are entangled, rolling, colliding, and in the surrounding dark clouds, lightning is constantly tumbling, crossing the sky, but the bright light that could originally illuminate half of the sky cannot cover up the two pillars of light at this time.

With that dazzling light, the entire sky seemed to be rendered red and white.

The ground that had been fairly flat on the ground was now cracked, ravines, deep pits, and traces of battle had spread far away.

"Die!"

Diablo roared, and thick red lightning erupted again, streaking across half of the battlefield and heading directly at Mo Wen.

"Holy Shield!"

Mo Wen raised his hand, and the shield representing light reappeared.

Evil lightning collided with divine energy, red and white intertwined, and with a fierce roar, the earth shattered again, and the rubble splattered and dust flew up.

Hit by the thick lightning, Mo Wen left a long crack under his feet, and in front of him was a semicircular scorch mark, and the raging lightning was split in two by the divine power from the middle.

Panting heavily, Mo Wen was covered with various wounds and scorch marks all over his body at this time, and the whole person seemed to crawl out of the sea of blood, and the wolf was unbearable.

And not far from him, the red figure was not having a good time, the solid scales on his body had long been broken, the wound was constantly bleeding bright red blood, and the sharp horn on his head had also broken one.

In the space of one day, one man and one monster fought from the Plains of Despair to the City of Divine Punishment, and the earth was shattered under the attack of the two of them. Everyone was left with a lot of injuries, but looking at the little scales on Diablo's body, Mo Wen frowned. Compared to consumption, he may not be able to compare to the Dread Demon God.

It's a must!

Mo Wen thought silently in his heart, and his gaze suddenly focused on the head of the Dreaded Demon God, where a small black crystal was emitting a faint light, covering under the dark red scales, which could hardly be found if he didn't identify it carefully.

- The Soul Stone.

Look at the lightning and thunder in the sky. Mo Wen's eyes narrowed slightly-

Hate the cage, Mephisto laughed maniacally, dodging Farry's attacks as quickly as it froze. A steady stream of unjust spirits from the sea of blood harassed her, making her unable to get close, and at the same time, a faint blood-red light on Mephisto's body was constantly circulating, and the scars on that body were actually getting better little by little. At this time, the giant bony claws were able to raise again. Gradually, Farry's situation became worse and worse.

On the other side of the cage, a blood-red giant wolf was fighting with Lilian and Volya, and its violent posture was tearing and pounced frantically with an aura of ruin, and Jacob was completely caught in the control of the Lord of Hatred.

"Hate it! Hate it! Hate the qiē in this world, hate the most hated existence in your heart. Destroy what you see a qiē now! ”

In the back of his mind, Mephisto whispered incessantly. Jacob went back in time in a trance.

was defeated by Mo Wen in front of everyone, the elder's disappointed eyes;

When she was rescued by Lillian, the other party's disdainful expression;

Every sleepless night, when I hear the goddess in my heart whispering in the arms of others, the pain that pierces my heart.

Kill! Kill! Kill!

It seems that only ruining a qiē can alleviate one's suffering, and only endless killing can oneself be redeemed.

So be it!

Jacob only felt that his soul was gradually sliding into an endless abyss, but only there could he be at peace.

"Whew!" Roaring wildly, the blood wolf's body swelled a few points again, and every inch of flesh exploded, and the bright red flesh flipped out, blood splashed everywhere, and the appearance was extremely hideous and terrifying.

The next moment, the two figures, one red and one white, clashed again, wailing, and the white werewolf that Voliya had transformed was caught and flown away by the blood wolf, a huge wound was cut between his abdomen, and his limbs fell to the ground with slight twitches.

"Sober me up, bastard!"

A blue arrow slammed into the blood wolf's shoulder, freezing half of his shoulder into ice.

But it didn't feel the slightest impact, and with a faster speed, the blood wolf swooped down on the attacker.

There was a crisp cracking sound, and Lilian only felt a sharp pain in her chest, and the whole thing flew out and smashed against the wall in one fell swoop.

Blood kept sliding down her blonde hair, and in a trance, Lillian saw the blood-colored wolf crawling towards her.

"What a disappointment!"

Lillian muttered to herself, not knowing who she was talking about.

Still with a flat look in her eyes, without a hint of fear, Lilian clenched the bow and arrow in her hand and sat quietly in the corner.

The familiar voice, that night, the scene engraved into his heart, the same arrogant, the same confident, the difference is that last time it was the blood bird, but this time it was himself.

As if stimulated by something, the blood wolf's body suddenly trembled.

A fountain of blood bloomed from its body, as if it was enduring something, struggling with something, and the blood wolf kept tearing at its body, its sharp claws leaving deep scars on its body.

Finally he stopped, and his green pupils had somehow turned red. Confused, he looked at his body, looked at what he had done around him, and then felt the damage caused by the rage in his body.

The blood wolf covered his head in pain, and faint tears of blood flowed down.

Step by step, he walked towards the goddess he had been close to, blood flowed down his body, and the blood wolf left blood-colored footprints behind him.

It seems that the soul of nowhere has awakened, and a bloody and tearful face seems to appear behind the scarred body.

"Why, why, why I'm trying so hard, but I still can't catch up with Seattle!"

"Why, why. Why do I love you so much, but you never look at me squarely! ”

"Why, why. In the end, I was asked to leave like this! ”

Roaring wildly, the blood wolf leaned its head over.

The sharp teeth that were close at hand could have crushed Lillian with a single force.

Lilian closed her eyes, ready for the curtain call on her life.

But the imaginary pain didn't appear, but a liquid or two cold things fell on her face.

"Lillian, I love you."

A soft voice.

Lillian opened her eyes again, only to see a blood-colored wolf roaring at the sky.

Vast and desolate.

It is no longer the madness of hysteria and wanting to ruin it, but the howl of a lone wolf who is facing a desperate situation and burning his life to save his dignity.

The next moment. A flash of red light flashed, and Jacob pounced on Mephisto with unprecedented speed.

Sharp claws are frantically tearing at each other's bodies!

Sharp teeth gnaw at each other's flesh!

The roar of the wild echoes in the ears of the other party!

Jacob is attacking like crazy!

Mephisto let out a scream of horror, and he couldn't figure it out. How did the doll, who had just been at his mercy, recover, and attacked himself so frantically.

The wound that had healed was ruptured again, and Mephisto fought back angrily. Quick as a wink. The blood wolf had a few more deep injuries on it, but in exchange for Jacob's more frantic attacks.

"Damn it, you're going to die for me!"

During the attack, Mephisto's massive claws pierced Jacob's chest and protruded from its back.

Jacob's movements stiffened, and his blood-red eyes quickly dimmed.

"Hahaha!" Looking at Jacob, who suddenly did not move, and then at the man who had fallen to the ground, Mephisto laughed wildly.

The final victory is always theirs!

But then its face changed.

Above their own arms. The blood-red eyes were bright red again, and they shone like never before.

Miserable howl!

One of Mephisto's arms was torn off by Jacob. Flesh splattered with bone, and the bright red claws clawed at it again.

"No!"

Mephisto shook off Jacob, retreated, and flew straight towards the portal in the distance without looking back.

As long as you return to hell, you still have a chance, as long as you return to hell, you can recover from your injuries, and as long as you return to hell, you can make a comeback!

While making excuses for himself, Mephisto fled quickly, but did not realize that Jacob, who had been thrown out by himself, had no sound at this time, but fell to the ground motionless.

Closer, closer, looking at the portal that was so close, a smile appeared on Mephisto's lips.

But the next moment, a look of horror appeared on its face.

A scepter that exudes divine aura!

A scepter suddenly protruded from the portal and slammed it on its skull.

With a crisp bone cracking sound, Mephisto's head was directly tilted, and the whole thing was twisted to his back.

Then the hand holding the scepter waved again, and the skeletal head was knocked out at once, and a blue gem rolled out of the skull, making a crisp sound on the ground, and rolled to the side.

Struggling unconsciously, a white figure floated out of Mephisto's headless body, as if it was a grudge that had accumulated countless years, just looking at it, I felt a sense of disgust welling up in my heart, but it seemed to be bound by something, and the white shadow wailed unwillingly, struggled, and gradually disappeared.

The entire abomination cage was calm again, and Mo Wen walked out of the portal covered in blood, the armor on his body was full of scorched marks, and there were even arcs of lightning flashing on his shoulders from time to time.

He holds Gracewald's redemption in one hand and black shards in the other.

"How's it going?"

Looking at the people in the cage who had fallen to the ground, he looked at Lillian with some worry as she was limping.

Lillian didn't answer him, but walked over to Jacob, who had fallen to the ground.

Looking at the still round eyes, at the bloody body, at the huge hole in her chest, she sighed softly and put her hand under Jacob's nose.

It's cold, without a hint of breath.

Gently closing Jacob's eyes, she replied in a low voice after a long time.

"Don't worry, everyone is alive except for one idiot." (To be continued......)

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