He reached forward with his left hand, and the human skin gloves covering it instantly turned a deep, evil black. With a twist of Douglas's wrist, the oncoming fireball of sulfur went on a rampage like an irregularly moving molecule, deviating from its original trajectory.

"Twist"!

Pale blue flames burst around him, and the pungent smell of sulfur made his breath stagnant. Douglas briefly held his breath, his body fluttering into a thick shadow and leaving his place, approaching a corpse lying across the street, using the ability of "Wriggling Hunger" itself to create a flesh bomb to tear off the flesh from the corpse.

While silently chanting Amitabha, he threw the ball of flesh as powerful as a fragmentation grenade at the demon.

Theoretically, he can use his own flesh to make bombs with the greatest power, and under normal circumstances, he can even get close to his opponent quickly with pieces of flesh splashed on his opponent's body. But in the face of demons who are good at killing and the heirs of the evil gods in the belly of the demons, giving away one's own flesh and blood is no different from sending them to death.

Whether or not he could kill the demon was secondary, and Douglas's only purpose was to attract the demon's attention and give Bishop Vrsak in the rear the strength to fight against the heir of the evil god.

As soon as the battle began, the contents of the demon's belly began to stir as if it were felt. Although it has not yet been born, it seems to have an innate ability, and soon summoned all the strange plants roaming the nearby streets, and even under the buildings and ruins, a large number of bugs and rats living in the sewer pipes were drilled, and rushed at the two of them frantically.

Douglas didn't think he was afraid of bugs, but anything that was so numerous that it covered like a wave turned out to be terrifying enough.

Fortunately, Bishop Fursack, as a high-level extraordinary person of the "Death" path, was able to connect to the underworld with his own body. After the ancient and heavy bronze door was opened, with the help of the necromancy, Bishop Fursack spread the aura of "death" in the underworld, and weak creatures would die on the spot as soon as they stepped into a certain range.

Even Douglas, who is an extraordinary being, feels the weakening and shaking of his spirit when he gets too close, as if an invisible hand is tearing it out of his body.

"You'll leave the rest of the attacks to you." Bishop Fersak's voice sounded in a low voice, and the face under the hood was full of solemnity, "The heir of the evil god has authority over reproduction, spirituality, and life, and I must do my best to contain its power!" ”

Fight "life" with "death...... Hey, he can fight against the power of the heir of the evil god, this guy is actually an extraordinary person at the demigod level! Douglas, who understood the sist, did not talk nonsense, and constantly used abilities such as "warp", "control frost", and "flesh bombs" to help Bishop Fursak clean up the approaching attacks and those strange plants together with the driven spirits.

In practice, Douglas found the task difficult, but not as difficult as he imagined - although the demon as a mother was violent and crazy, he made contradictory moves from time to time, and the attacks on the two were not so intensive.

It's a pity that in the face of a genuine demon, Douglas didn't dare to use abilities such as "Demon Language" and "Lava Sword", first, their role was negligible under sequence suppression, and second, he was afraid of causing some bad changes.

"It stands to reason that the demons at this level are serious, and I only have the ...... to escape" In the constant movement, Douglas did not forget to observe the other party at all times, trying to think of ways to break the game.

The scene is barely evenly matched, and both sides lack the ability to kill in one hit. However, as the night deepened, and the crimson moon hung overhead, Douglas could clearly see that the bulging outline of the abdomen changed violently, causing the resilient demon to let out a spirit-shaking howl.

Bishop Fersak, who was standing not far away, snorted, and the necromancer driven by it froze for a moment. And Douglas, who was closer to the demon, stumbled even more, and there were bits of blood oozing from his ears and nostrils.

Behind him, the bat's wings flapped violently, and the demon bent down on his back, two beastly hands grasping the crooked horns above his head, shaking his head like a mad bull, as if resisting something.

But as the large moonlight fell on its body, its bloody mouth embedded with two rows of fangs slowly opened uncontrollably, and shouted a word containing madness and filth to the two of them:

"Fall!"

Devil's Word!

As a range attack, it cannot be "distorted"!

Douglas's body was instantly covered in a slightly viscous layer of pitch-black liquid. This liquid is like a collection of the most sinister and unsightly desires of the human heart, and while impacting the spirit, it is extremely corrosive, and the skin hisses when it comes into contact with it, and slowly melts into a flesh slurry mixed with blood.

The fear and other chaotic emotions hidden in his heart were instantly detonated, as if he had become a slave to desire, and Douglas froze in place. He didn't even know if he was crying out in pain, but he felt that his vision was suddenly blurred, his heart shook as if it was about to burst, a huge amount of blood washed over his veins, and a rumbling sound echoed in his ears.

In the next second, his gradually darkened star spirit body burst into bright fire, and the psychic connection from the "Iron Knight" briefly endowed him with the ability of "steel body" and the strength of the demigod-level spirit.

Although the pain in his mind and body was still intense, Douglas tried hard with a great desire to survive, and finally succeeded in driving spirituality. The corroded flesh regrows with the help of new abilities and is covered in a metallic hue, effectively insulating viscous liquids.

At the same time, the demon turned its head suddenly, and its dark green eyes reflected dozens of flaming spears flying in the air, pouring down like a rain of fire.

Its natural "danger prediction" allowed it to spot the attack in time, and the demon dragged its massive belly to dodge or neutralize the flame spear with its unorthodox agility.

Bishop Fursack, who was also covered by "Devil's Words - Fall", withstood the attack at a relatively small cost with the physical fitness of a demigod, but the bronze gate of the underworld was inevitably disturbed, and the aura of death around him was no longer thick, and gradually became illusory.

The inside of the demon's round belly was faintly bleeding red, as if a miniature red moon was growing in the flesh. Seizing this opportunity, the heir of the evil god used the ability of the "summoning master" to forcibly tear the spirit world, tearing out a seemingly empty pitch-black space, summoning an indescribable existence behind the space.

Whether it was Bishop Fursack, the Demon, Douglas, or Anderson, who had just arrived, they all felt a great fear from the bottom of their hearts when facing the dark space, and instinctively realized that the situation was rapidly sliding towards the bad end. Needless to say, each of them took the most aggressive action to try to stop the summoning of the Evil God's Heir.

The evil spirits who had previously fought Douglas were driven by Bishop Vrsack to stride towards the demons, stumbling over the ancient Phrsaks that "summoning is forbidden here";

Anderson wanted to use the "Reaper's" ability to spot weaknesses to observe his opponent, but after being stopped by his crazy spiritual intuition, he immediately changed his strategy, constantly throwing a flaming spear to attack, and at the same time, he took out an inconspicuous glove from his pocket and put it on;

Even the demon itself, as the host, is constantly fighting against the crazy actions of the Evil God Child, and the black flames begin to ignite with the crooked horns above his head, trying to interfere with the emotions of the Evil God Child's emotions and make him act irrationally.

And as the weakest in the audience, the master of tricks in the eighth sequence, Douglas did not hesitate to turn into a shadow, turned around and hid himself behind the ruins of the building.

When it's time to coax, he will never take the initiative to give away someone's head.

Moreover, he suffered a direct attack, let alone go up to help the fist, he couldn't stand steadily, his face was red from the rapid congestion before, and the new skin that had faded from the steel was extremely fragile, and even the wind could bring a tingling sensation.

Damn, I almost died of a cerebral hemorrhage at a young age...... With his back against the messy masonry, Douglas gasped for breath and couldn't help but stroke his chest repeatedly and count his pulse to make sure he was really alive.

In bursts of tinnitus, Anderson's voice sounded slightly faintly in his head: "Hurry up, pray to Lord Ulorius, and ask him to grant him some good luck!" ”

Hearing this request, Douglas hesitated. Praying to a strange being always comes with great risk.

But on second thought, no matter how big the risk is, he has to live to bear it, and besides, it is not the first time that he has prayed to something other than the righteous god.

He gritted his teeth and propped himself up, and the broken jar clicked on his chest, shoulders, and forehead, and whispered:

"The wandering Heroic Spirit, the family of the True Creator, the eyes of fate...... Uh, I pray that you will grant me some good luck to the families of the Red of War! ”

After saying that, Douglas was quiet on the surface, and waited anxiously for a while, without any strange feelings, only to hear the lively fight outside.

He waited again, and just as he wanted to ask Anderson, he heard a mocking and helpless voice from the psychic link:

"This can also mess up...... Hey, don't get a cat, come out and save the day! ”