He knew that this would not only steal power, but also make the Lord of the Nine Prisons happy to see it happen without stopping it.

But will it be that easy?

The actual ruler of the sixth layer of hell sneered in a low voice, and in the midst of this sneer, the heavy ground under his feet bloomed like a spider's web, and the breath of high temperature gushed out from every crevice, melting the hard granite into a half-paste, and the next moment it scattered into countless fireworks along the cracks!

The flying lava carried a high temperature that could scorch through the rock formation, but it was only an accessory to the attack—under the huge cavern that had been broken, a giant palm seven or eight feet in diameter suddenly poked out, sharp as a knife, and the hook claws were as sharp as knives, and it grabbed the ground, and then a large head that was bare and shiny, similar to a human but more than ten times larger, poked out from the ground. The red gaze swept over, and he pulled out his other claw from the ground, and then pulled his huge body out of the ground with their combined efforts.

The silver figure looked up, as if looking at the troll standing more than thirty feet in front of him...... The upper body of this monster is similar to that of a human, with almost perfect body proportions, except that the palms at the end of the arms are deformed and swollen, closer to ten huge blades, and on the outside of the shoulders, there are dozens of tentacles like octopuses, the surface of the body faintly shines with a metallic luster, and the lower body is like an insect, supported by four multi-knotted supporting legs.

This is Belial's pet, a king who is not only good at intrigue, but also the top Chimera maker in the entire Nine Prisons, and indeed in the entire multiverse.

In the impression of ordinary beings on the main matter plane, the so-called Chimera is a lion. The misshapen monster created by the mixture of goat and dragon images is one of the many by-products of the dragon's bloodline. But in fact, the name of the so-called Chimera means 'chimera' in ancient language. The scope is quite broad - all magical creations that directly mix the characteristics of multiple magical beasts, creatures, and even the undead can be called by the word Chimera.

Those things with three wings and snake tails are just the first batch of products that have been researched and widely disseminated, and the biggest feature is that they mature quickly, and can become a mid-range combat force comparable to adult dragons in just a dozen years, but in fact, their growth is limited to a mess, and only those stupid paddlers will put words like "horror" and "power" on them.

But now the one that crawled out of the ground. But it was enough to add more words of praise, at least the eye demon that was embedded in the giant's chest and instantly swelled into a turquoise anti-magic stance. It's more than enough to receive the title of Powerful. Add to that the body-thick wrists and the tentacles that can be flexibly extended, and this monster can be instantly killed against a normal Chimera—those tentacles can pull any monster that isn't heavy enough to pull it closer if it gets close. The claw-like forelimbs were enough to break most of the prey.

However, for the silver figure. It seems a bit ......

"That's it?" the feeling that passed into Beria's heart seemed to be doubt, disappointment, contempt...... The so-called 'boring' love that is mixed into it, he has no other reaction than being bored to this monster that can rival the dragon of the Great Devil Creation Zào.

And that's exactly what he did.

Raise your hand, put it down.

The lines outlined the shape of the hand, a green light flashed, and then. It's a bold roar.

The giant synth's mouth opened wide and roared violently as if it were unleashing some kind of sonic attack. And with that sound, his massive mouth grew bigger and bigger, and his jaw was torn apart like ooze, tiny cracks appearing and expanding throughout his entire body, and eventually, the thirty-foot-tall monstrous monster collapsed with a waning roar, like a shredded flesh that slipped from the bones of the adamantite gold, clogging the hollow it had dug out of itself.

Simple stacking and connection, there must be a core, that is, a weakness, and it is such a big and inappropriate thing......

The silver figure seemed to be sneering.

But Beria was also sneering.

"Don't jump to conclusions, there's a lot more to what you need to see. ”

yes, and many more.

After one, there are four...... This time it was a humanoid shape, the size of a humanoid, and the way to enter was not to destroy, but simply to pass through the wall, without earth-shattering explosions, leaving only some life-size holes on the wall.

It's just that it's hard to call them humans, and their appearance looks more like a gel-shaped humanoid, the translucent gum trembling slightly with their movements, and from time to time bulging like tentacles and arms or something...... They resemble ooze monsters, but their movements are so fast that they are barely tracked by sight.

A series of footprints on the ground were imprinted, but before everyone noticed, the monster had already pounced!

Halfway through, he had already opened his body, all of them into a thin, huge membrane, and the gaping mouth swallowed towards the silver figure, and the anti-teleportation luster lit up, blocking all possible retreats - and Beria smiled. He knew that these modified monsters taken from flesh and blood ooze monsters possessed a powerful corrosive power, not just acid, but energy similar to dissociation, so even souls could not escape their bondage, and the result of warped teleportation was ......

The smile stiffened.

Because the monster he was so proud of disappeared in the air...... At the moment when the encirclement was about to close, the four-headed monster disappeared into a silver light at the same time.

"And then there's more, how many monsters are there in this castle?"

The silver figure walked forward - the part reflected in Beria's eyes was no longer a simple line, and the hazy silver light began to outline something similar to the surface in it. It's like a layer of grease.

"Let me answer, one hundred and twenty-three thousand nine hundred and ninety-five. ”

Walk slowly—he said.

"The number of monsters in the lair you call 'kennel'...... But you can't take them out, and the finished form of them is seventeen thousand three hundred and thirty-eight. You think they're masterpieces, rivaling the Nessus guards of the Nine Hellmasters, but the only thing you're lacking in is their numbers. But to satisfy that, you'll need more than two Hells of resources to feed your full production, so they're the last cards you're ready to use to storm the Fifth and Sixth Hells, right?

The fire in the eyes of the great devil contracted.

That was the biggest secret in the Fourth Hell, and it was Beria who believed that he had hidden the 'power' of Asmodeus.

Beria's face was cold, but the power of the flames overflowed. He has turned his surroundings into a lava field.

Eight thin, scaly, humanoid and insect-like figures were standing in the eight corners of the hall at some point. In the short and subtle sound of the incantation, the surrounding magic net immediately opened up a layer of waves! This wave immediately turned into flickering lightning, and countless lightning bolts flew away like blue snakes. Soak the entire space in energy in a delicate and complete way!

This is just a prelude.

Such fine energy. Even the silver figure had to stretch out an invisible force field, and in the rain and mist of electricity, that gap clearly pointed out his whereabouts like a trajectory. Then, the moment the lightning went out, the darkness surged like a living monster...... Stretching out a twenty-foot-tall humanoid body, an unnatural cold wind poured out from the depths of the huge dark figure, and the silvery frost quickly spread along the masonry, and a series of piercing freeze cracks immediately sounded in the thick lava with a slight glow......

Eight shadowed arms crossed and clawed at the silver man. And at the same time came the majestic energy that erupted from their eyes...... These giants, known as Nightshade, may be a type of undead spirit, but their bodies are capable of both speed and erosion when they are fused with dark energy. It is not impossible to describe it as a 'negative energy element'.

The silver-black luster burst out with a tooth-aching pop at the moment of crossing, not loud, but as if it pierced the entire castle. A look of satisfaction flashed in Belial's eyes as she watched as the silver shadow deftly pierced through Nightshade's arm like a falcon, only to be caught by one of the shadow claws.

Nightshade's giant-like body suddenly bounced off the ground, and the shadow-like body shrank violently like a dehydrated leech, and after only three convulsions, it had already shrunk into a black sphere the size of a human body, and then disintegrated into countless tiny shadow dust with a slight muffled sound!

But that's a lose-lose situation.

Although pure negative energy is not as active as the fire element, not as cold as the ice element, and does not have the agility of the air element and the tenacity of the earth element, it is better than being able to perfectly repel any force, and as long as it is prepared enough, it can fight against most of the energy storage zài - and this one in front of him seems to be no exception.

The silver light flowed to make up for the small defect, but it could not hide the fact that the damage was being done—the flow of energy outlining the figure, the part that had begun to cover the whole body was forced to contract, and he was restored to the virtual image of the simple line outline.

But that's it.

The big devil's heart relaxed slightly, knowing that the monster in front of him was not real, it should also be a stream of energy sent by using the projection, although it is indeed a terrifying ability to absorb energy and grow as a projection, but since this energy is not an unlimited gathering, and it will be lost, then the actual threat is naturally not so terrifying.

Although the soul energy required by high-level undead creatures like Nightshade was equally majestic, the tens of thousands of years of preparation cycle destined them to be numerous in Belial's army......

Three hundred, or five hundred?

Beria didn't care about the difference, no matter how much, it was more than enough to eliminate this enemy, and in this narrow space, he was doomed to have no escape......

At the end of a brief thought, another lurking night shadow screamed and disintegrated into the black fog of the day!But Beria's smile was even more cheerful, because the lines that made up the silver figure were now missing half of the palm, and there was also a small leg, although it was still as dexterous as a peregrine falcon through the treetops of those giant palms, but one after another new 'branches' had risen from the darkness one after another, and in the blink of an eye, the entire space had almost taken up a small half, and the place left for him was becoming less and less.

Run, run.

The roar continued, but the shadows flowed.

The darkness that gradually fills in the field of vision. So cold and slippery, Belial's eyes grew with excitement, and he began to deliberately manipulate the movements of the countless giant hands to block. Leaving a gap that seems to be nothing, connecting the silver, between himself and himself, and then quietly raising the three-pronged spearhead in his hand.

The invisible flames, igniting on the tip of the spear, seemed to be nothing more than a churning wave of qi, but the scorching heat was the essence of the power of the plane of the Fourth Prison Fregossos. Even in the depths of the Fire Elemental Realm, it is impossible to have a power that can match it, and the pure scorching heat is in no way inferior to the negative energy body of Night Shadow. And that near-straight path can ensure that the opponent's actions will never deviate from the impact of this force......

"Looks like you've decided to trade numbers for victory? But Nightshade, it doesn't seem like it's something from your 'kennel'?"

Beria squeezed a string of hoarse chuckles from deep in her throat. And don't answer - the enemy's strength is already at the end of the crossbow. Otherwise, there would never be a need to send a message at such a critical moment, but a qiē could actually be over, and he didn't bother to respond, just the three-pronged spear in his hand led forward, so the shadow of the shadow scattered and separated, and a transparent tunnel center was the swaying silver light!

The energy on the tip of the three-pronged spear spewed out, and Nightshadow would certainly suffer heavy losses. But that opponent is destined to have nowhere to avoid!

Just raise the tip of the spear.

As long as......

"When will it start...... Why are you wasting your time here?"

The intense heat shook the air around him. The power that could almost destroy a small fortress gathered in front of him, but at that moment of bursting power, the hazy thought that rose in his heart flickered, making Beria suddenly a little irritable.

The heart beats excitedly, bringing a throbbing pain in the blood vessels...... But in an instant, the irritable flame turned into a coldness, and the face of the Great Devil stiffened in an instant, and the coldness extended, as if the ice crystal cold iron in the deepest part of the Fifth Prison was pushed into the depths of his mind, drawing countless cold wounds, and the stinging pain in his spirit made the body of the Fourth Lord tremble involuntarily-

Shocking tremors!

"When did you ......" the Great Devil's face twitched and asked hoarsely.

He shouldn't be standing here.

As the fourth prison lord who has always been cautious, he is like a living target, and even continues to summon his pets, from low to high, as if to give them to the other party - why not summon the most elite ones at the first time? Although the surrounding space does produce a certain amount of disturbance, but since his own spiritual fluctuations can be transmitted, then this qiē shouldn't be a problem at all, right?

But the reality is that in the whole hourglass scale, he seems to be entangled in a nightmare, forgetting all the qiē, and only the method of head-to-head competition is left in his mind, but what is necessary?

There were thousands of ways to defeat this weak enemy, but he chose the stupidest of them in an instant, and by the time he finally remembered what to do, most of the conditions were far away from him and could not be used!

Even if he is strong, he should use more miscellaneous soldiers and more ashes to bury him, pile him up, and kill him?

The reason is naturally simple, he, the dignified devil lord, the king of the fourth prison, was guided by that human to think like this, and he stood here like an inferior demon?

When did he start influencing his mind and unwittingly falling into the paranoid thoughts that killed him?

But only halfway through the question, there was silence.

Extremely angry, Beria calmed down and began to think about the next actions & It is pointless to pursue these things, he must do his best to solve this huge trouble, summon more strength, and decide the victory with one blow, otherwise, his strength will grow to the point that he can't compete with Cheng Dù.

This is not an exaggeration, but a genuine horror!

In the eyes of the Great Devil, the silver figure in front of him was constantly turning from nothingness to reality, and every time his image was completed, it meant that the suppression of himself was even stronger, even for the entire space - Beria did not need to be carefully probed to already know that with that shadow as the center, one-third of the entire castle area had begun to lose the ability to use teleportation!

Not only teleportation, but even all the magic circles in the castle are running wildly, out of Beria's control!

This is the power of the ancient evil?

"Cut off all visible energy channels, and turn all defensive forms of the castle into auxiliary controls!Especially the main energy circle, I don't care what method you use, even if it destroys it, stop me!" "All the mages give up the rest of those secondary circles, and after cutting off the energy channels, they concentrate on the central large vertical ditch!"

In the midst of a series of commands, Beria's body flew away like a sharp arrow!

The Fortress of Sighs and Screams, where Beria has lived for thousands of years, is also a stronghold he must not lose, because it is one of the substitutes for the power he was stripped of from Asmodeurs...... Only in a few special locations, including here, can this Great Devil maintain his status as the Lord of the Fourth Prison and exercise the privileges of the Lord, otherwise if he is exposed to the spatial rules of the Fourth Prison for a long time, he will only slowly lose his position and feed Filna! (To be continued......