"The fourth!"

Pinching a ball of constantly changing and struggling dark green in his hand, Mephistopheles's mouth habitually pulled out a strange smile, and then opened his mouth to throw the dark green in his hand into it, in a wailing curse that only he could hear, Mephistopheles chewed vigorously a few times before swallowing something, and after closing his eyes and sensing it, a rare normal smile appeared on his face. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoFor a demon lord who once dominated the entire Endless Abyss, and even opened a peerless blood prison at the bottom, the most intolerable thing is weakness.

Of course, on the contrary, the gradual recovery of strength is also the most comfortable thing for him now, although only less than one percent of his former strength has been restored, but one is not enough for two, and two is not enough for three, as long as he eats it, he can still recover his strength.

"Laugh p, didn't find useful information!"

However, the Demon Lord's self-amusement had just begun, and there was a sound of laughter and scolding in his ears, and he sighed helplessly, and turned his head to see that Calrith, who was not far away, had pinched a ball of the same dark green thing into a crystalline shape, and threw it into his mouth casually like himself, but he swallowed it without chewing, and then he spit on what seemed to be saying something bad in his mouth.

"Kyle, I always feel that if you are reincarnated in the Endless Abyss, you will definitely be able to do a great job, and maybe you can open a peerless blood prison at the bottom like me!"

Fart ran up to Kylereth, and Mephistopheles patted what she thought was a very decent ass.

"I really borrowed your auspicious words! Say, did you find it!"

Pursing his lips and pulling his mouth, Kelreth naturally knew what the hell was the bottom of the Blood Prison, this huge plane hidden in the bottom of the endless abyss, almost throughout the entire history of the existence of Void Demons, has become a pure fighting ground almost since it appeared, there are too many Demon Lords The starting point originates here, but there are more terrifying demons buried here, and even legend has it that every inch of this plane is covered with demonic blood and reveals a lot of strange scarlet.

"No... It's all little minions, and the authority is not even as good as Balzac's scum!"

Hearing this, his face turned bitter and then showed a sly smile, Mephistopheles continued.

"But the traces of other little minions and scum, I still found a little bit, there should be three before and after, hehe, I didn't expect a small Stratholm to be stuffed into so many Nasrezm, although the strength is not good, they are all doppelgangers, but no matter how small the mosquito is, it is meat..."

"Alright, it's important to get down to business, quickly find out the Nasrezm Supreme, and you can have a big meal too!"

Listening to Mephistopheles's chatter in his ears, Kyrreth couldn't help but interrupt, and then his movements froze, his face changed in vain, and he reached out and grabbed Mephistopheles in front of him, and disappeared in place in the next second.

"Arthas!!"

The angry shouts with amazing spiritual power suddenly came out in the hall, and immediately dispersed a lot of the misty holy light in the hall, but the real object of the angry shout, Arthas, who was holding the head of the man under him with one hand, still unconsciously drove the holy light of his whole body to invade the head in his hand.

However, just as the holy light was about to touch the opponent's scalp, a layer of light mask wrapped the entire head in Arthas's hand, and the holy light was immediately bounced out after colliding with the light mask.

"Kyleth!"

As soon as he let go of his hand, allowing the experimenter to fall to the ground weakly as he imprisoned him, Arthas turned to look at the half-elf mage who had suddenly appeared in the hall. Although his face was expressionless, the sound of his mouth and drink immediately made Kyrreth frown.

This feeling is extremely pure without a trace of impurities, and if it is simply perceived with spiritual power, the half-elf mage even thinks that his eyes are actually just a ball of pure holy light to the extreme.

"It seems that there seems to be something wrong with His Highness's purification method!"

Glancing at Mephistopheles behind him, the Demon Lord appeared in front of the experimenter who had fallen to the ground motionless like a dead corpse when he disappeared, and after reaching out and grabbing it, he flashed again and returned to his original position with him.

"This is the little bug you put here?"

Glancing at the young nobleman who was being carried by Mephistopheles in one hand, Arthas still looked expressionless, and his voice was also not mixed with the slightest fluctuation and emotion, even if the other party almost turned into a charcoal under his hand just now, even though the baron in front of him was considered the most famous baron in the entire Stratholme region.

"Not to mention the nobles, the nearly 200,000 civilians of Stratholme are still in time to be purified, Arthas!"

Instead of responding to the other party's strange taunt, Kyris said in a flat tone.

"Abydis is already on his way, the purification of the Light is about to envelop the entire city, and Stratholme will still be the same Stratholme!"

A trace of fluctuation finally flashed in his eyes, and Arthas turned his head to look at the less than ten nobles who were already retreating in the corner, and in an instant, the nobles who had been hiding in the corner like lambs to the slaughter all began to squeeze back desperately.

"The Holy Knights of Sunset City are ready in Spring Mandarin Town, Arthas, if you agree, I can let them..."

"Abidis and the Silver Hand!on the way here!Kerryth!do you need me to say it a third time!!"

Turning his head suddenly, Arthas, whose eyes had completely turned into two golden flames, stared coldly at Kelris, and his gaze even turned into two faint golden rays of light and shot over, but it suddenly collapsed a few meters away from Kelris.

"The Light is not everything! Arthas, you still have a choice! Don't cut yourself off all paths!"

Frowning and staring at Arthas for more than a minute, Kyris turned his head to look at the young nobleman at his feet, stretched out his hand to lift the confinement on his body, and a cloud of green immediately invaded his body and at the same time replenished most of his depleted life force and began to slowly recover, when the half-elf mage turned around, a teleportation array had gradually condensed behind him.

"Your Excellency, Your Majesty, Duke!!Please take me away!"

However, at the moment when Kyris stepped into the teleportation array, there was a cry of ghosts crying wolf from behind him, and when he turned his head, he saw a middle-aged nobleman running tremblingly, and behind him, other nobles who seemed to have also awakened also rolled over.

"Lord Duke, I'm Nanster, Nanster? Jill, yes..."

Seeing that Kelrith turned his head to look at them with a cold face, the leading Earl Gil immediately said, but before he finished speaking, Kelrith on the other side had already turned around expressionlessly and disappeared into the teleportation array before they could react.

"Count Gil, remember the special order of Stratholm three years ago, I'm not interested in you garbage anymore!"

Looking at the vanishing teleportation array with a stiff face, Count Gil suddenly wailed and turned around and rushed towards the gate, but before he could take a few steps, his body flew backwards strangely.

"Count Gil, then, it's up to you to experiment!"

"No!!" (To be continued.) )