"Shout to them and crouch down with your head in place, or you will be killed on the spot. Mingot gave another order.

According to the usual practice, they should have bypassed the first step and rushed directly to kill Modi and the others on the spot, but the situation at the scene was extremely strange, so he decided to fight steadily.

Shouting about fanatics like Billy and Chandler certainly didn't work.

Major Mingott gave the order to open fire.

Modi was not going to sit still, and without his command, the servants he had demonized with a spell had already taken action.

"Leave it to me. The most bloodthirsty and murderous Chandler smiled and showed his golden teeth, and strode forward to meet the whistling bullets.

I saw that this villain who had mutilated countless women screamed, his muscles bulged up, and his height suddenly rose half a meter, and his speed was doubled.

His steps were large and heavy, each of which caused the ground to tremble.

Countless bullets hit Chandler's body with precision, but there was no sight of flesh and blood, and the bullets hit an alloy machine, sparking a string of sparks and ejecting them, turning the nearby ground and buildings into a sieve.

"It hurts. ”

Chandler screamed, and rushed to the nearest group of soldiers like a bull, and with his big black hands dancing, he grabbed the necks of the two soldiers, easily broke them, and then used the two soldiers as cannonballs to smash the other soldiers.

The other soldiers dodged, and although they continued to fire, their formation was disrupted.

And Chandler took the opportunity to crush this group of six soldiers by brute force.

Seeing the sacrifice of their teammates, the rest of the squad was furious, and more bullets poured in.

Although Chandler's body was invulnerable, he still couldn't withstand the force of the bullet, and besides, his cultivation was not yet at home, and some parts were still fragile.

His ears, nose, and even a finger were knocked off by bullets, but fortunately he protected his eyes with both hands in time to avoid becoming blind.

The dark, hard skin has suffered too much damage, and white marks are one finger wide appear.

"Brainless idiot, Cook, you go too. ”

Angel coldly glanced at Chandler, who was suppressed by the fire, behind the garbage heap, and ordered.

Cook was a Caucasian man in his thirties, with round eyes, a collapsed nose, and a large head that was disproportionate to his thin body, he looked at Angel, and then at Modi, who was concentrating on chanting the incantation, and sneered reluctantly, and the cold light flashed on his two slender palms, and each had a sharp and narrow scalpel, which touched the battlefield from the other side.

Soon, a fluttering figure appeared on the roof of a five-story building, the soldier in charge of the guard had not yet reacted, a scalpel had been pierced into his forehead, and the other two snipers hurriedly turned around and drew their guns, but their throats had been cut.

Deal with the three soldiers, the big head Cook smiled, hummed an unknown tune and jumped down the five-story building, his body swayed strangely in mid-air, and jumped into a window on the second floor.

The rope of the ferrule was then thrown out of the window, put on the head of a soldier advancing against the wall, and pulled violently. No matter how the soldiers struggled, the ropes grew tighter and tighter.

At this time, Modi's spell reached its most critical moment, and the pattern painted with blood suddenly burned, and the pitch-black flames were simmering, outlining a grim and smiling demon head. Seven black cylinders released a billowing black mist, enveloping the human parts on the table, and the black mist randomly added a little more scarlet, like a soul, changing into various human faces.

Gusts of wind whistled and swirled over the circle, like the cry of a demon. An indescribable depression enveloped Black Mist City.

The whole city, regardless of men, women and children, what status, what occupation, subconsciously raised their heads and looked up at the lead clouds in the sky. Above the lead cloud, it seemed that something was looking down on the land, watching the Black Mist City.

In the north of the city, it is prosperous and magnificent, belonging to the area where the rulers live and live, with 100-meter buildings rising from the ground, smooth and wide highways extending in all directions, especially seven giant buildings of different shapes are the most eye-catching. Minutes after Modi activated the circle, several powerful aircraft quickly lifted off from inside the megastructure and flew towards the south of the city. In addition, the barracks stationed on the northern edge of the city were also noisy, with the sound of passwords and the roar of machines, and nearly a thousand heavily armed soldiers were ready to go.

When the populace was in a state of panic, these rulers sensed the great crisis and began to take action to eliminate it.

But what they didn't know was that this time the opponent was not a human, but a demonic believer and an imminent descender.

Demon God!

In the secret garden.

The flower vine swings and ripples, swinging from the highest point in front to the highest point in the back, although the amplitude is not large, but it never stops. It was as if an invisible hand had been pushing it.

It is surrounded by flowers, birds and flowers, and bright fruit trees.

Li Mo quietly looked at the swing, his eyes kept flickering.

What happened today is unbelievable. It took him a long time, combined with some of the information in the dream, to sort out some of the facts.

Modi is not Modi, Angel is not Angel, and even guys like Billy and Chandler have another identity.

He used to live in an illusion without realizing it.

Thinking of this, Li Mo pinched his palm vigorously, and it didn't hurt at all. Well, he should be in a dream at this time.

Another dream?

Or not a dream at all, but that he is dead, is this heaven or hell.

Li Mo's eyes were still fixed on the swing, and he noticed that the swing swayed less and more slowly, as if the invisible hand pushing the swing had run out of strength.

Li Mo had a hunch that when the swing stopped, he would say goodbye to this place and go to where he should go.

Heaven, or hell.

That's when he really died.

St. Mary's Church, in front of the church.

Smoke from the black cylinder converged above the center of the pattern, floating above Modi's head, pouring into his body like an hourglass. Modi's whole body released a terrifying aura, and his black and white eyes shifted back and forth from white to pitch black, and finally merged into a ghostly fire. As he finished reciting the last syllable, a pattern of burning blood rose into the sky, forming a hundred-meter-thick black pillar of fire.

The black pillar of fire incinerated anything it touched into green smoke, expanding and thickening as it ascended, forming a pillar of black flame light with a diameter of several kilometers, easily tearing through the year-round lead cloud that penetrated the sky above Black Mist City, and did not know where it extended.

The cold and fresh air poured into the Black Mist City along the breach, forming a violent whirlwind that swept through every corner of the Black Mist City, making the filthy and dreary city tremble, like a mole hiding in a hole and hibernating in a hole that has been ripped open by someone.

All the inhabitants of Black Mist City took to the streets or stared through the bright glass windows at the huge pillars of fire that rushed into the clouds, and there was a look of panic and fear on their faces. A magnificent spectacle that had never been seen before, a black flame that symbolized destruction and destruction, evoked the most secret fears in their hearts.

The taboo, one-word narrative of the Day of Doom, once again came to mind.

Surrounded by a million esoteric and ineffable symbols, black pillars of fire pierced through clouds of lead, shattering an invisible and fragile barrier into another strange world, becoming a bridge between the two worlds.

And that world, people have called it hell for thousands of years.

No one knows what that world is like, and for thousands of years people have only imagined a picture of hell, but the real hell is a thousand times more cruel and miserable than any words and pictures.

It is the other side of the light, the source of sin, the home of demons.

Now, a gate to hell has been opened - who decreed that the gates of hell have to be underground.

An obscure, dark, and irresistible force followed the black pillar of light from hell into this world. The tadpole-like eerie symbols surrounding the pillar of light are lit up and activated one by one, constantly colliding, shattering, and recombining, becoming demonic symbols that can carry power in the true sense.

When the power of the demon god is infused into the sacrificer and the constitution of the sacrifice is transformed, the consciousness of the demon god will also use these demon symbols as a medium to descend on the sacrificer and this world.

Now, the consciousness of the demon god is still blocked in another world, but the influence has penetrated into this world. Just the evil aura it emitted made the animals of Black Mist City panic and scream. Millions of rats and cockroaches emerged from every dark corner of the Black Mist City, and the black pressure moved towards the direction of the church like a dark cloud, and the fear and despair in people's hearts were infinitely magnified, and suicides occurred one after another.

Modi, the leader of the whole affair, the lucky dark mage of Doom Day, Modi Olaz Kawan, stood in the middle of the circle, with a fanatical smile on his lips, closed his eyes reverently, and raised his hands to welcome the arrival of the demon god.

Having lived through the Battle of Doom, he knew too many secrets that had been forcibly erased, whether gods, demons, or humans. Of course, he knew that due to the influence of the rules of the plane, the demon god could not enter such a weak plane. When there is a believer who initiates the ritual, it does not mind separating the one-hundred-millionth of spirit and power and taking root in another world.

So after the power of the demon god enters Modi's body, he is the demon god, to be precise, the doppelganger of the demon god. He can also sacrifice souls or other precious items to continuously increase the upper limit of the power he can draw from the demon god's body, and eventually become a descendant of the demon god, or a new demon god, so as to be immortal and immortal, and reach the extreme of life.

Of course, this is a very long journey, but only one billionth of a force is enough for Modi to dominate one side and exert his ambitions.

The seven ** souls are not only a tribute to the demon god, but also a medium to carry the power of the demon god, which can perfectly inject the power given by the demon god into his body.

The premise is that these seven souls have lost their sense of self.