Seeing his own line of defense constantly retreating and holding on, Heinrich frowned a little anxiously. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

If it was just some demon army, he wouldn't be afraid, but the most important thing at the moment was standing in the center of the battlefield, the legendary demon Smond who could kill countless armies with a single move, this guy was the most troublesome.

Thanks to the fact that there were already two epic powerhouses who had consumed the physical strength of those two demons, Laroc and the butterfly-shaped skeleton demon were defeated by the two Himmler brothers one after another.

However, after the two brothers defeated these two epic demons, their physical strength also reached a limit, and although they did not suffer any serious injuries, they were basically unable to fight anymore.

"If someone hadn't stopped this crazy demon, I'd have been defeated here today. Thinking of this terrible consequence, Heinrich suddenly had a big head.

At this moment, the two epic powerhouses of the Himmler family walked out from behind Heinrich, although their faces were very pale, but the two of them still said very resolutely: "Hein, leave it to the two of us, although there is no possibility of victory, but if it is just to drag it down, the two of us can still think of some way." ”

Looking at the resolute looks of these two people, Heinrich had no choice but to nod, these two people can be regarded as the top epic powerhouses in the Himmler family, and the only two of them who can hold back the demon at the moment should be the only two of them.

"In that case, then please leave it to the two of you. But be careful, it's a demon, but there is no mercy, and if it catches the chance, maybe the two of you will ......."

Nodding, to fight a demon one level higher than himself, these two people have long been determined to die.

Looking at the two epics that jumped in front of him from the rear of the battlefield, Smond shook his head and said with some amusement: "What? Do you two want to fight me? Just now the legend died one, and now it's a joke to change the epic, right?"

The two epics didn't say a word, just looked at each other, and then rushed towards Smond.

Compared to the two Epic and Smond who were fighting in the center of the battlefield, the battle on Cyril's side was much more intense.

Having liberated his own strength, he has turned into a Shura with only the fighting instinct left, even if Diablo is at full power, the two of them are not high or low at this time.

A punch mixed with lava and thunder slammed into Cyril's chest, but after taking the punch, Cyril did not dodge or retreat, but sent the great sword in his hand towards Diablo's chest.

Diablo, who had already been stabbed once, had learned a lot, and he had discovered that Cyril's sword was not incredibly sharp, but had some kind of variation.

Sometimes this long sword can't even burst out of the spark when it slashes at himself, and sometimes he can easily stab himself through it.

"Olal!!!" let out a roar, Cyril clenched the long sword in his right hand and slashed in front of him, and in just a second, he had slashed out a hundred swords in a row!

Diablo, who couldn't dodge, could only cross his arms in front of him, but the only thing that relieved him was that the sharpness of the sword of desire at this time didn't seem to be so strong, and slashing at himself could only jump a spark, but it couldn't directly cut through the scales.

"Hurry, faster!" The speed of the slash, which was already extremely fast, was still accelerating, and after three seconds, Cyril was now able to slash nearly two hundred swords per second in a row.

Even if it was as strong as Diablo's body, he felt his arms go numb, and his arms couldn't help but tremble.

"This is not a solution, this kid's physical strength and magic power are simply endless, if you don't fight back now, you may be consumed to death by him in a while." Diablo felt the numbness coming from his arms, and thought with a headache.

Of course, it was already blocked by its arms in front of it, and naturally it couldn't see that Cyril's face covered under the helmet was already very pale at this time.

Despite providing Cyril with great speed, the Sword of Desire also draws a large amount of his blood.

And even if he was improved by the Sword of Desire, his physical fitness and strength were improved, but he did not strengthen his hematopoietic function.

And compared to this extremely fast speed, Cyril's physique seemed a little weak, and the force of the shock had already cracked the bones of his right arm several cracks.

The only reason to stand here and continue to attack is Cyril's stubborn will.

His arms were covered with lava magic, Diablo roared angrily and pushed forward, although he gained extremely strong speed, but due to the limitations, Cyril's physique and strength have decreased a lot, and he was pushed by Diablo's full strength, and he took several steps backwards before stopping.

"Hoohoo......" After a few breaths, Diablo stepped on the ground and swooped forward, his right paw digging into Cyril's chest.

Although Cyril has lost most of his ability to think, Cyril, who retains his fighting instincts, reacts extremely quickly.

He leaned to the side slightly, and the blade of the long sword in his hand slammed upwards with force, hitting Diablo's front door.

Although the strength was not great, the wound to the front door still made Diablo can't help but take a few steps back.

While its vision was slightly blurred, Cyril leapt high into the air, smashing the sword in his hand.

"Strength! Power !!" let out an angry roar in his heart, and a roar came out of his mouth at the same time, and the black ** power wrapped on the sword of desire instantly became more than three times stronger.

Diablo, who had been fighting in the abyss for thousands of years, frowned slightly, and the total amount of magic power from Cyril's body was much stronger, making it more vigilant.

With his arms crossed and he blocked upwards, the sword that Cyril threw downwards was blocked by Diablo.

Although the sharpness of the sword body has not increased, at the expense of speed and constitution, Cyril has gained unparalleled strength and magic in a short period of time.

Diablo's body couldn't help but bend slightly, and at the same time, the bones of his arms and legs creaked, and even the ground under his feet instantly sank by more than half a meter.

The frequency of the eyeball at the gauntlet, which was originally only slightly turning, suddenly accelerated, and at the same time, the dark magic wrapped in the sword was a little thicker.

"This kid...... Is the power unlimited?" Diarblo thought with a little reluctance as he felt the heaviness in his arms.

Although it doesn't want to admit it, it is indeed almost unable to withstand the growing strange power of Cyril.

At this moment, Cyril raised his empty left hand high, and the magic power and speed of his whole body condensed towards his left hand.

With the high-speed condensation and concentration of mana, a pitch-black ball the size of two fists appeared in the palm of Cyril's left hand.

Slamming the mana ball held high in his hand down hard, Cyril let out a muffled roar from his mouth: "Die-!!"

The moment he felt the breath of the magic ball, the alarm bell in Diablo's heart immediately sounded, and he took a deep breath, and his whole body burned with boiling crimson ** power.

As the magic soared, its size grew slightly, and the scales on its body became finer and thicker.

After the magic ball smashed down, it didn't make any sound, only to see a black silent shockwave enveloping a radius of 100 meters.

After the black shockwave gradually dissipated, what appeared in front of everyone's eyes was a bottomless black crater, and Cyril and Diablo who were still floating in mid-air.

Gasping for breath, Diablo's whole body was constantly oozing blood, and the power of Cyril's magic ball just now had reached the limit of the legend, and he was almost able to break through the demigod barrier.

As a doppelganger, Diablo only has less than thirty percent of the combat power of this body, and he can't use the domain, of course, the most important thing is ......

"Damn...... I can't feel the fear in this guy's heart at all, is it because he has lost his mind?"

Yes, Diablo's best skill is not in the power of magic or the hard body, but in the power to induce fear in the depths of living beings.

No matter how powerful a creature is, there will always be something to fear in the heart, and that point will be used as a breakthrough point, and then the fear will be triggered, and then the fear will be strengthened.

In the end, the fear that pervades the whole heart will consume life and soul, and this is the true power of Diablo.

However, in the face of Cyril, who has completely lost his mind, and has precipitated all his will and soul in the depths of the spiritual sea, and only retains the belief that defeated himself, Diablo's power is completely unable to be exerted.

However, compared to Diablo, who was a little weak-hearted, Cyril's condition was even worse at this time, because of the armor covering, Diablo could not see Cyril's already broken body.

Not to mention anything else, just the infinity sword slash and jumping blow just now had already shattered the bones of Cyril's entire right arm, and if he hadn't used magic to fix the bones, his right arm would have been paralyzed and unusable by now.

And all kinds of backlash after the sword of desire gave him power also began to gradually manifest itself in him.

Extracting blood and seizing internal organs, although she longs for power, Sylvia before her amnesia basically does not use the sword of desire, and this is also the reason.

As Gandora said, with his body being destroyed to such an extent, if he continues to ask for power, it should be his soul that should be paid.

Just as Diablo was hesitating whether to continue the attack or retreat temporarily, the seven-pointed star magic array in the sky suddenly flickered with a dark light.

Then, the spatial crack next to the magic array, which was originally less than a meter long and couldn't even be seen clearly from standing on the ground, suddenly began to expand rapidly.

Three meters, five meters, ten meters, and finally dozens of giant spatial cracks of more than 100 meters were scattered chaotically around the magic array.

"Ah...... Looks like that guy is coming out...... I won't play with you yet!" "Watching the movement of the magic array with wide eyes, Du Yapollo whispered to himself in a somewhat stiff tone. (To be continued.) )