Chapter 147: The Victim and the Abuser (I)

"You're killing yourself!"

A low roar accompanied by a raging flame came like a tidal wave, constantly hitting Rog's shadow barrier, thumping and shattering. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info His barrier seemed to be shattering in the horrible blast of flames, but that's where it was strange, it kept shattering, and it was still shattering.

Rog's seemingly weak barrier looks like a normal shadow barrier, but in fact the internal structure, the flow of magic, and the magic model are quite impressive. The dense barrier shattered layer by layer, but then it was constantly reassembled, if the ordinary shadow barrier was a plywood, then Rogge's shadow barrier was a nanoalloy armor plate with countless microstructures, and it was also the kind with repair function.

"Foolish human, give your soul, I, the Lord of Hell, Mephibine, will forgive you for your sins, and make you the commander of my army of Hell! You will gain power beyond the imagination of mortals!!" The deep voice sounded again, reverberating over the ruins of what had been a banquet hall with a huge amount of coercion and spiritual shock, a common trick of the demons. The devil who is also tempting and depraved, but who is good at demagoguery, is much more cunning, while the demon who worships power is more likely to influence the minds of others with extreme violence, and then promise great power.

"If you have the heart to make such a joke, you should first raise your own IQ, it seems that you have not yet seen who is the prey and who is the hunter. Rogge was still taunting the other party in the flames, but it seemed that he had no intention of taking the initiative to attack.

How could a demon stand such provocation and contempt, in the midst of the raging flames, Murphybine grinned angrily and opened his bloody mouth with sharp fangs, and his viper-like amber vertical pupils reflected the figure of the tiny human. Sheep's head, curved horns, bat wings and demon hooves with anti-joints, this is the most classic demon image in people's hearts, and it shows from the side that this is also the most common type of demon.

Murphy is the most common Tully Demon, also known as the Molten Demon, even if it is just a projection, but still has the strength of the Great Demon, at this time, after breaking through the seal, he finally began to adapt to the rules of this plane, and there is a human in front of him who does not know whether he is alive or dead, which is suitable for practicing his hands, how can this make him not be angry and laugh?

Rogge didn't move, and Murphy didn't move, but the latter's pair of terrifying vertical pupils were already round, and a terrifying spiritual impact emanated from it, which was the "fear gaze", which could destroy the mind of the attack ignoring Rogge's shadow barrier exploded in his spiritual sea, but Rogge just shook slightly, a layer of ghost flashed under his eyes, and he smiled easily: "This attack is not enough as an appetizer, if you are so soft again, I will kill you." ”

Rogge said contemptuous words lightly, as if killing a big demon was as simple as pinching an ant to death, a high-level professional said this kind of thing to a big demon equivalent to a legend, it would inevitably make people laugh off their big teeth, but Rogge's expression was very serious, and he looked like he took it for granted, if it wasn't that his acting skills were too good, then he was really sure to kill a big demon.

"Ridiculous mortal, I hope your soul will be able to say something like this that makes even the demons laugh after being sucked out of my cage of pain. ”

Murphybine's deafening roar resounded through the space, no longer a practice, no longer a temptation, and the battle was the fiercest confrontation as soon as it broke out.

In addition to the innate powerful spell-casting ability, the demon also has a strong physique, and Murphy does not have any equipment because of the projection, but he relies on his powerful magic power to directly melt the stones on the ruins, and he has melted a curved bladed serrated sword with burning flames, although it can't last, but it is enough to cut the damn human in front of him into two pieces.

Murphybine's body is three or four meters tall, not too tall compared to some giant beasts, but he is full of flames, terrifying, and his own flame aura and fear aura make his body always burning, and ordinary people enter the range of his demonic aura, even if they are not consumed by fear, they will be burned into char by the raging flames.

The strong and powerful lower limbs suddenly exerted force, and the demon hooves and feet of the anti-joint smashed the ground, and the big demon swung the flaming sawtooth sword and slashed at the damn human, with a bang, the earth and stones splashed, the sawtooth sword bloomed the fragile flesh, blood splattered, and before it was stained with the sawtooth sword, it was evaporated by the high temperature above, and a charred black corpse broken in two appeared under the Murphy Bine sword, but it was just an unlucky flame imp as a stand-in, and Rogge had already appeared on the other side of the ruins.

Without saying a word, he began to fight back, and shadow arrows rained down one after another, overwhelmingly surging towards the Great Demon, targeting the pair of huge demon wings. Instead of dodging, Murphy Bigne let out a roar, spreading his wings and bursting into the sky with the flames that exploded around him.

Demon wings are not ornaments, and their ability to fly is not agile, but it is much faster. At this time, Murphybine's attack method can even be described as a rampage, although the warlock does not lack the means of air attack, but in the face of a big demon's almost riotous attack, Rogge seems to be a little stretched.

Under the starry night sky, a rain of fire swung out from the pair of hideous and terrifying demon wings, bombarding the ruins of the hall that had already been in ruins full of potholes, and Rog, who had nowhere to dodge, stretched out the shadow barrier to resist the raining fireballs, and he could clearly feel that the power of the great demon was getting stronger and stronger, which showed that he was gradually adapting to the plane rules of the Akalin continent.

And once the opponent can use the power of the law, then it is enough to nip all of Rogge's thoughts in the bud, and the dead man will naturally be unable to do anything.

Just when Rog secretly invaded from hell with more and more powerful fire rain, a molten fire hound appeared behind him silently, and when he realized it, it was too late, a molten fire hound naturally did not pose any threat to Rog, but under the sacrificial spell of Murphybine, it suddenly exploded to form a magma stream to trap Rogge, after all, the warlock is not a space manipulator, even if there is a displacement spell, a certain space is needed.

The moment Rog realized that something was wrong, he atomized his body and tried to escape from the place, but the magma flow was a step faster after all, although it didn't trap him, but the moment of blocking was enough to become a key opportunity to change the situation of the battle.

Murphybine, who entered the molten state, became as if he had been made of lava, his body emitting blazing fire, and the obsidian-like crevices of his body were constantly flowing with red-hot magma. He descended from the sky, scorching infernal flames gushing out of his body, slamming into the only target on the ground like a burning meteorite.

The rumbling sound resounded through the sky, and the entire banquet hall was finally no longer in ruins, leaving only a circular crater burning with the flames of hell.

"Hahaha!hahaha!!" A big demon stood proudly in the huge pit, emitting a deafening demonic sound, and a coke that could vaguely be seen in the shape of a human was lying motionless in the flames, not knowing whether it was alive or dead. (To be continued.) )