Abel sat on the top platform of the Golden Castle, he was now considered to have a complete life, his strength exceeded the shackles of the world, and he even brought the Wizards' Guild under his control.

But he understood that he would not be able to feel at ease if he did not capture the two supreme powers, Basham's god-level wizard and the archangel Tyrell, and the harm that these two supreme beings could cause was too great.

His own sixteen divine kingdoms, the three divine kingdoms of the Divine Spirit Alliance, and the scanning and teleportation circles of the entire wizards' guild did not find any trace of the two supreme powers.

This prevents him from moving around at will, and he needs to be on the move at all times.

"Huh?" he looked into the distance, and in that direction he sensed strange fluctuations, which seemed to be spatial cracks, and which didn't seem to be, he couldn't be sure.

But soon his complexion changed, and he sensed the breath of hell.

"'Little brother,' come with me!" he commanded in a loud voice.

At the same time, his mind judged the direction of that aura, and after he got the wizarding guild, he also got the most detailed map of the Central Continent.

The map was completely memorized in his mind, and by this time, he soon discovered that the exact location of the breath was a city called Molu City.

He had already put his 'little brother' into the Space Beast Ring and came to the large teleportation circle in the basement of the Golden Castle.

Through a large teleportation circle, he connected to the Wizard Spirit, and set his teleportation location in the city of Melu.

This was his first choice, and if he couldn't teleport to Melu City, then he would choose the nearest teleportation circle, but that teleportation circle was more than five hundred miles away from Melu City.

Unexpectedly, the teleportation circle in Molu City could still be used, and his figure disappeared in an instant in the large teleportation array.

When he appeared in the city of Melu, he saw hell, real hell.

He was treading blood under his feet, and the smell of this blood had the familiar smell of hell.

He sensed the breath of Archangel Tyrell and Basham's god-level wizards, and he also sensed another familiar aura.

It was an extremely powerful aura, an aura he had encountered in the dark world, but it wasn't so powerful at the time.

Diablo, also known as the Lord of Fear, the Dark World, and even most of the time, what can be seen is his incarnation, not his real body.

But now Abel can be sure that this is the real body, because its aura is even stronger than him.

You must know that he has the existence of the Surpassing Supreme in the dark world as the real world, which is the strongest aura he has perceived.

His figure flashed, and the 'teleportation' was activated, and he came to the place where the three breaths were fighting fiercely.

He saw Archangel Tyrell, surrounded by forty god-level paladins at this time, and these god-level paladins formed a circle to block a group of zombies from the perimeter.

In the circle, it was the archangel Tyrell and the Basham god-level wizard who were attacking a red arm, and even if the two strongest men joined forces, they could only barely suppress this arm.

What surprised Abel even more was that each of those zombies was extremely strong, and the attacks of god-level paladins could not give much damage to these zombies, and the blood under their feet could quickly recover those small injuries at any time.

More zombies are approaching the battlefield, and the forty god-level paladins are constantly using various skills, but they can only hold on for a while, and when more zombies arrive, they will no longer be able to support them.

Under the effect of the aura of 'Divine Frozen' and 'Divine Impact', the constant elemental fluctuations rushed around, and the forty god-level paladins found that the attack did not play a big role after many attacks, and all of them changed their methods, using slowing down and paralyzing effects to control zombies.

Although these zombies are extremely strong, because they do not have the real world or the kingdom of God, although they are strong, they can only walk on the ground in the central continent.

And zombies don't walk very fast, shaking their bodies so that once their movements speed up, they will fall.

"Abel, I've got you here!" said Archangel Tyrell, who was overjoyed when he saw Abel's appearance, exclaimed.

The Basham god-level wizard directly used 'teleportation' to leave, without the slightest hesitation.

After the archangel Tyrell finished speaking, his figure flashed and quickly left the battlefield, and the forty god-level paladins also left.

Abel didn't chase after him, he knew very well what the consequences would be if he let the King of Fear enter this world.

The Dark World was a case in point, and he didn't want Hell to destroy it.

As he thought, the red arm was destroying the space next to it, threatening to widen the gap at any moment.

"'Little brother', catch him for me!" Abel commanded in a deep voice.

A black hole appeared in front of him, and the 'little brother' howled as he burst out of the Space Beast Ring and rushed towards the arm of the Dread King.

The 'little brother' rushed to the arm of the Dreadlord and grabbed it with both arms.

The scene became extremely bizarre, because the three arms were almost identical.

"Damn, you've enslaved my avatar!" the Lord of Dread shouted angrily.

Super Diablo was his experiment in the Dark World, which strengthened his physique, strength, spirit, and agility, but that enhancement was an unexpected failure.

Because although Super Diablo is stronger than his other incarnation, Diablo, in all aspects, in battle, he lacks the hellish ability to suppress his opponent, which makes him the embodiment of the super strong fighter turn a loser.

He placed Super Diablo in the dark world, wanting to see if he could evolve on his own through a long period of self-growth, so as to have the ability to suppress his opponent's hell.

But what did he see?

Someone actually enslaved his incarnation, the incarnation of a demon king of hell, this is an insult to him, an insult to hell.

He wanted to break free from the entanglement of the 'little brother', but the 'little brother', whose physique, strength, spirit and agility were no worse than his real body, used all his strength to grab one of his arms, which made it impossible for him to break free at all.

The most important thing is that he can't use a lot of abilities in this world, and the suppressive power of this world makes him lose a lot of abilities.

However, he didn't worry too much, one million and three hundred thousand zombies, each of which was the world's top combat power, and when all these one million and three hundred thousand zombies were concentrated on the altar, he could calmly expand the space gap, so that his true body could enter this world.

Abel also noticed the situation of the zombies around him, and since the forty god-level paladins left, the zombies who had lost their restrictions sped up and walked towards this side.

In the distance, countless zombies are approaching step by step.

The situation was urgent, and he thought of the god-level wizards of the Wizards' Guild, and his god-level contracts, but he quickly gave up on this idea.

Judging from the battle process of the forty god-level paladins just now, ordinary god-level people couldn't do any damage to these zombies at all.

The Blood of Hell has also been placed here by the Lord of Fear, and these zombies are almost immortal here.

He looked at the gap in space, where the 'little brother' entangled, and the King of Dread couldn't move at all, at least for a short time.

"Exposed, exposed!" he muttered.

Then a figure rushed out of his body, which was the angel body.

The angel's body is wearing the rune language 'maze', the 'sword of the holy angel' in his right hand and the 'shield of the holy angel' in his left hand, Abel's spiritual intelligence is divided into two, half of which controls itself and flies off the ground, and half controls the angel's body.

The angel's body activates the 'charge' and rushes towards the nearest zombie.

He used the 'Holy Angel's Shield' to crash into the zombie's body with the help of the 'charge', causing the zombie's body to involuntarily retreat, but just as the zombie retreated, the 'Holy Angel's Sword' flashed with light power and slashed at the zombie's neck.

If it were any other class, even the most melee paladin, such a sword would have no effect.

For these zombies were summoned by the Lord of Fear, each one of them was spun off from the many controlled souls in his body.

In the body of the Lord of Fear, there are many souls, these souls are the souls he selected when he fought in various worlds, and these souls are the best of the best, whether it is growth or purity.

These souls are in his body, nurtured by him, and each soul is like his doppelganger.

There are not many souls like this in a world, like Abel has seen so many people, and only in a few people perceives pure souls, and the saint Loran is one of them.

But the Lord of Dread summoned one and three hundred thousand of these souls here alone, and that was not all he had.

The light power of the angel body is one of the few powers that can break through the clone of the King of Fear, of course, this is not to say that other professions can't kill zombies, but that way of killing is to keep attacking, slowly draining the zombie's life force.

Not to mention how strong the vitality of zombies is, how many of them are, just the blood of hell on the ground here can make any professional despair.

The 'Sword of the Holy Angel' hit the zombie's neck, and with the speed of the zombie, it was not enough to pose any threat to the angel's body, and the zombie didn't even have time to dodge this blow.

With a 'poof', the zombie's neck was sliced open, and the broken incision was large, but it was not completely severed.

The zombie writhed, and the blood of hell poured upwards through its feet, toward its neck.

Seeing that the huge incision healed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, the second sword of the angel's body was cut down and slashed in the same position, directly beheading the zombie.

The angel's body felt a burst of green mist explode in front of him, he was already surrounded by a green poisonous mist, and the poison instantly reduced his vitality by one-fifth, but a bottle of 'antidote' immediately stopped the continuous decline of his vitality, and the poison on his body was also removed.

At the same time, he also saw a soul fly out of the body of the fallen zombie, ready to fly in the direction of the Lord of Fear.

As soon as he grabbed the soul in his hand, just as the soul was grasped in his hand, the soul turned into an energy and entered his body, and his strength increased a little.

"Angel, damned angel, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to torture your soul for ten thousand years!" roared the Lord of Fear.

Seeing the battle of the angel body, the Abel human body in the sky moved, and the soul chain opened, and soon contacted the god-level No. 2.

God-level No. 2 teleported directly from the large teleportation circle of the Golden Castle to the teleportation circle of Molu City, and his strength was not enough to deal with any zombie, so he flew up and flew towards Abel's side.

He flew thirty meters above the angel's body, where neither the physical attack nor the poisonous mist that erupted after death could be reached.

He turned on the 'Concentration' aura aura, and at the feet of the angel's body, the light of the aura aura flashed.

This 'focused' aura aura. Strengthens Angel's body by more than five times its physical attack power.

This made the angel's body rush in front of the second zombie, and the 'Holy Angel's Sword' in his hand just swiped and slashed its neck away, and the angel's body still had the strength to easily avoid the poisonous mist.

In battle, as long as you don't exert your full strength, you can make more strain.

It is precisely because of the strengthening of the physical attack power that the battle of the angel body has become more calm.

Grabbing that soul in his hand again, his strength increased a little more.

With a greedy glint in his eyes, he looked at the approaching zombies.

Every zombie here is the energy that he uses to improve his strength.

His spiritual power enveloped the god-level No. 2 above his head, and the 'teleportation' that came with the rune language 'maze' was activated, and his figure appeared in front of another zombie, and thirty meters above his head, the god-level No. 2 was teleported by the 'teleportation' at the same time.

In the middle of the battlefield, there was no more fighting, but a complete slaughter.

In contrast to the power of light and the power of darkness, one side has the advantage of strength and speed, and the other side is like a lamb to the slaughter.

Everything in the world is balanced, and the King of Fear used his powerful ability to transform one million and three hundred thousand forty-five-level zombies at once, and this power is almost an invincible force if it is not for Abel.

But in front of Abel's angelic body, 1.3 million level 45 zombies have become 1.3 million threads of energy to improve their strength.

Tyrell, the archangel who was fleeing in the distance, couldn't help but look back in the direction of Melu City, and he clearly sensed the breath of the angel, and it was the breath of the same origin as him.

This angelic aura was not hidden by Abel's human body, and it was exposed like this, which made the archangel Tyrell completely perceive it.

"I'm not alone, there are angels in this world!" he muttered to himself.

The feeling in his heart was hard to put into words, he didn't think that the humans he sacrificed were of his own kind, if it was when he was safe, he could bestow mercy on humans, but when he needed it, he could consume human lives at any time.

But he has a different kind of affection for his kind.