The Angel Body raised the 'Sword of the Holy Angels' again, and this time the attack was not immediately chopped down, but instead used the technique of charging.

This is an advanced combat technique, not a skill, but it allows you to accumulate attack power in your weapon and wait for the right moment to strike with all your might.

This kind of advanced combat technique is not very powerful, and in the matter of fighting, especially in the battle of professionals, it is difficult to have a chance to have a professional at the right distance to leave the attacker with a long time to charge.

This kind of chicken-like combat technique is the best choice at this time.

The power of light on the 'Sword of the Holy Angel' almost turned into substance, and with the sound of the angel's body shouting, the 'Sword of the Holy Angel' slashed heavily on the thick red arm with a white tail flame and the sound of breaking through the space.

The sword was almost twice as effective as the previous attack, but compared to its thick arms, it only cut into the muscles, not the bones.

When the 'Sword of the Holy Angel' was withdrawn, the wound healed quickly in the constant wriggling.

"Boy, if you have the body of an angel, then you are also an enemy of hell, although you have barely reached the world, but your attack is too weak for you to hurt me!" the Lord of Fear still shouted defiantly.

He also couldn't understand why a human wizard could have the form of an angel as a clone and be able to subdue Super Diablo at the same time.

But he looked down on the attack power shown by Abel, although the angel's body was very strong, even after being strengthened by one million and three million souls, he could not reach the strength to cut off his arm.

As long as it is not his vital part, he can quickly recover through the effect of Hell Blood.

And even without the blood of hell, the recovery power of his demon body alone can ensure that his arm will not be cut off.

If it weren't for the fact that he needed to summon a part of his strength to fight against the contraction of the spatial gap, he wouldn't need the help of Hell's Blood at all.

"Lord of Fear, you are indeed powerful, but you also underestimate me!" Abel said in a deep voice as he didn't approach the red arm.

Even though the Dreadlord has always shown that his arms are harmless, he doesn't want to try to get closer, he is a wizard, his position is clear, he is the combat power of long-range attacks, and melee attacks are done by the angelic body.

What the angelic body cannot do, he cannot do either.

It would take him some time to confirm if the Lord of Dreads was really unable to fight back before he dared to deliver the final blow.

As he spoke, the angel's body attacked again under his control, and this attack was different from the previous two blows, the 'Holy Angel's Sword' turned into an afterimage, and he continued to attack the same part of the Dreadlord's arm at a speed of ten swords per second.

His side attacked quickly, and the Lord of Fear recovered quickly, and the wound on this side recovered as soon as it appeared.

In fact, as long as you look at the vitality of the 'little brother', you can know how strong the vitality of the real demon king and the king of fear is.

If he wants to kill the 'little brother' with the angel body, and still hits the vital point, it will take about twenty hours to do it, and at this time, he attacks the arm of the King of Fear, which is not a vital position, and it is estimated that the damage of his attack here is not as fast as the recovery speed of that side.

"'Little brother', you attack too!" Abel commanded the human body.

The red light on the 'little brother's body flashed, and then a 'purple lightning' struck towards the arm of the King of Fear.

A series of 'Purple Lightning' with physical and electric attacks frantically hit the arm of the Dreadlord.

"It's ridiculous that you let him attack me!" the Dreadlord said with a sneer, not panicking at all.

The dark power of the King of Dread has limited effect on the 'Little Brother', and vice versa, the 'Little Brother' is the doppelganger of the King of Dread, and the power of the two is the same origin.

According to the rules, it is difficult for these two forces to cause much damage from the same source.

Abel didn't speak again, and the attack of the angel body and the 'little brother' did not stop, even if it was useless, this attack was going on.

After an hour of attacking, the angel body and the 'little brother' still have no intention of stopping.

"Cunning boy, why don't you come down and come close to me!" roared the Lord of Fear.

He finally couldn't help it anymore, he had been waiting for Able to get closer.

It's not that he doesn't want to attack, he also has an attack method, but this attack method has very little effect on the 'little brother' and the angel body, and only against the human body can the maximum attack effect be produced.

It's just that after waiting for so long, he can see that Abel is a coward and won't approach him at all.

In desperation, he could only try to strike with all his strength, whether he could repel the 'little brother' who bound his arm.

Even if the effect is very small, it is possible to let the 'little brother's hand loosen.

As the Lord of Fear spoke, a miserable white light appeared on his arm, followed by crying, howling, screaming, and screaming, accompanied by the black shadows of the Dao, which made people feel fear.

This fear stems from the instinct of the soul, and especially for humans, this effect is doubled.

And against the Super Diablo 'little brother' who also lives in hell, the effect will not be too great, but the Lord of Fear is confident, his full force like this, and it is still his origin ability, is enough to make the power of the 'little brother' loosen a little.

With a single release, he can retract his arm and leave this world.

As for this world, I will find a way to seek it in the future.

He lost faith in his heart about immediately occupying this world long after Abel's appearance.

It's just that he doesn't know that the Super Diablo 'little brother' in front of him is not the soul born in hell, but the soul that has just been born, this soul has no childhood experience, and there is no fear.

Immediately after the soul was generated, the 'little brother' was strengthened by thousands of bottles of 'soul potion', which made his soul only exist in his fighting instinct and loyalty to his master.

And the King of Fear wants to use fear to influence him, but it is a little in the wrong direction.

Abel also saw the power of the King of Fear clearly at this time, and he felt the power of fear up close by approaching the angelic body of the King of Fear.

It is a kind of thing that can go deep into the soul, reveal the most terrible things in the soul memory, and turn the most fearful things in the imagination into phantasmal reality.

Even if the angelic body was naturally resistant to this ability, it still made him feel a heart-rending soul tearing feeling.

This feeling is so terrible that all the things that a person has feared in his life are turned into reality in an instant, and that fear is enough to make a soul collapse directly.

This is a powerful ability that the Demon King himself has exerted, and it is an attack method that is enough to deal damage to the Demon King's same level.

Fortunately, through the weakening of the angel's body, Abel's half of the angel's body was able to resist this attack, and of course, there was also a reason why his other half's spirit was not affected.

In that moment, he saw his parents on Earth being hit by a truck, both of them shattering in the air.

He saw Uncle Marshall being pierced through the chest with a long sword, and the pained look on Uncle Marshall's face made him almost insane.

He saw that his biological father in this world, Duke Bennett, and his mother Nala, and his eldest brother Zach were surrounded and killed by the rebels, but he could not do anything.

He saw the Holy Maiden Loren engulfed in flames, and looked at him with despair in his eyes.

He saw Wizard Morton with gray hair and loose skin, dying of old age in the magic tower.

He saw the death of almost all the people associated with him, he saw the collapse of his kingdom of St. Alice, he saw the fall of the Holy Continent, he saw the Central Continent eroded by the blood of hell, and he saw the flames of immortal hell lit in every corner of the world.

So many illusions did not destroy his soul, but made the anger rise in his heart.

He had never hated a person so much, even if it was a demon king of hell.

Just after the Lord of Dread finished casting his fear ability, Abel's human body activated the 'teleportation' and appeared next to the red arm.

Then, from his soul, a dark gold-quality spatial power stretched out.

This dark gold quality spatial power was exposed to the root of the Fear King's arm in the spatial gap, and it was wrapped around this arm.

The dark gold quality space power, which can be long or short, easily wraps the root of the red arm, and then the dark gold quality space power cuts inward from all sides of the red arm like a hot knife entering butter.

"Damn, you can control the power of space, what kind of power is this!" the Lord of Dread let out a scream, and then he cursed loudly.

Although the power of space can cause damage to him, ordinary power of space will never cause such damage.

The defensive power of the Hell Demon King-level that he was proud of had no resistance at all in the face of this spatial power.

Before he could clear the effects of the spatial power, his entire arm was cut off.

As the red arm is sliced open, the spatial gap loses its support and slowly contracts.

Just as the gap in space was about to close completely, the voice of the King of Dreads was heard on the other side.

"No matter where you hide, whether it is 10,000 years or 100,000 years, I will find you, and I will destroy this world with my own hands......" The voice grew quieter and quieter, and finally it was inaudible.

Abel smiled sarcastically, a loser's declaration, like the words of a defeated man for the sake of face, was so unconvincing.

Instead of reaching for the red arm, he let the angel body catch it.

Only the angel body, which is an existence that is naturally hostile to the Hell Demon King, will not be afraid of the possible harm caused by the Demon King's body.

Just as the angelic body took the red arm in his hand, faces appeared on the arm, and the entire red arm was formed by souls, each of which was as pure as the 1.3 million souls, and had been cultivated for a long time.

How did Abel know that a demon king like the Lord of Fear, in order to collect enough pure souls, they even controlled some worlds to breed such souls.

And once there are too few pure souls in these worlds, the Demon King will destroy that world.

This makes those worlds use all kinds of means, just to give birth to more pure souls to be offered to the demon king, just to survive the world.

These methods are not enough to be humane to outsiders, because each of the cruelties and taboos in them breaks through the bottom line of morality and humanity.

And these worlds will eventually become the best places for hell to collect all kinds of negative emotions because of this behavior.

The faces that appeared on the red arms were extremely hideous, these souls were no longer pure souls, they were all the incarnations of the Lord of Fear, although they had left the body, they were still affected by the Lord of Fear.

The light power of the angel's body enveloped the red arm, and these souls began to transform, from hideous to calm, and then flew into his body, and his angelic body and the 'Crystal Angel Statue' illusory space rose again.

To be honest, for an existence like an angelic body to surpass the strength of the archangel Tyrell, it would take at least 10,000 years or more.

This is already an extremely fast cultivation speed, which is related to the four wings behind the angel's body.

But the current situation is exceptional, using the Hell Demon King's body to increase his strength is every angel's dream.

But in fact, no angel has ever been able to do it, and there is a reason why the Hell Demon King is extremely cunning, and there is also a reason why the Hell Demon King's body is difficult to contact.

Even if it is an angel, the most contact is only the clone of the Hell Demon King, and the difference between the powerful clone and the ontological strength of the Hell Demon King is not too big, but the essence is completely different.

The difference between the Hell Demon King's clone is composed of mixed souls that have taken over the world, while the Hell Demon King's true body is made up of selected pure souls.

For angels, killing the Clone of the Hell Demon King only reduces the influence of the Hell Demon King, and does not achieve the purpose of increasing strength.

But now the angel was holding the arm of the King of Dread, and the number of pure souls in it far exceeded the number of one hundred and thirty thousand.

Countless souls flew into the angel's body, and it could be felt that his aura was getting stronger and stronger, and the power of light, which had been stabilized by the long battle, had once again overflowed.

A pure white flame of light appeared on his body, making him feel as if he was bathed in white flames.

It's a pity that after the angel body reaches an extreme, it can no longer improve its strength, and at this time, there is still a small half of the arm in his hand that has not been digested.

The small half of the arm entered his 'Crystal Angel Statue' phantom, and in the 'Crystal Angel Statue' phantom, a small half of the red arm was sealed in a corner by the power of light.

Abel was overjoyed in his heart, the strength of the angel's body had reached the extreme just now, and he understood that this was the strength that had reached the peak of level forty-five, that is, the shackles of this world.