Knock down the weapon?!

Zhang Su hurried to find Guanshi Futu.

De Morgan smirked and drove demonic powers. Avalokiteshvara was dragged away by it like a trapped beast.

Immediately after, it felt a tingling pain!

As the demonic power touched the "righteous qi" of Guanshi Futu, it suddenly felt a strong sense of rejection and unease.

Elini gloated at the sight.

The appearance of the stick was ordinary, and it really couldn't be seen as a righteous weapon.

Probably consecrated by the Ascended Witch, it has a purifying effect, and it is restraining demons.

De Morgan immediately cut off the guidance of the demonic power and threw Guanshifutu away.

Golden opportunity!

For Zhang Su, there is a flaw in De Morgan.

4 years in the previous life, and 1 month of training in this life.

His life is to prepare for this, and he may fail, but Zhang Su will fight hard.

Fight the devil!

Taking advantage of the moment when De Morgan lost his mind, he simply did not use a stick and rushed towards De Morgan with his bare hands.

"Roar!" De Morgan reacted inhumanly and quickly retreated.

It swung its claws and slashed through the air, causing a sinister flame to burn like a flaming scythe.

Swoop!

Zhang Su immediately lowered his head and felt a scorching air pass over his head, so dangerous!

He continued to charge forward, taking another step and bringing De Morgan into his attack.

Jab!

Beat!

The body rotates to the left, like a storm, and the muscle power of the shoulders and back fully explodes, maximizing the impact and attacking head-on!

At that moment, Zhang Su subconsciously concentrated all his remaining "qi" at the end of his fist.

Zhang Su's entire fist ......

The sturdy knuckles, the strength of the body, the acceleration brought by the whirlwind, and the mighty "qi" all burst out and hit De Morgan's unguarded torso!

Burst!

The moment the fist hit, De Morgan's demonic shell quickly collapsed!

It exhibits momentary sluggishness, almost losing the ability to react or defend itself.

This is because the "qi" bursts through the whole body, causing De Morgan to fall into a state of shock and loss for a short time!

In the next moment, De Morgan was already blasted out, and its body passed through the entire room, slamming into the wall at the end with a loud bang!

Its body visibly bounced, and then fell to the ground.

"Whew-" De Morgan regained consciousness.

It didn't have time to roar with pain and anger before it found Zhang Su chasing after him.

Zhang Su's qi had already been used up in the blow just now, so all that was left was pure heavy blows.

Don't give De Morgan a chance to recover!

Just like playing football, Zhang Su volleyed de Morgan's head to form a standard soccer kick, which was a powerful move against a fallen enemy.

Kick!

He felt a kick on a strangely sturdy object, causing severe pain in the surface of his foot.

There was only a loud bang, and De Morgan's body was kicked out again, flipped in the air, and changed from lying on the ground to lying on his back!

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Su pounced again.

He grabbed the demon's chest and pressed down to make sure it couldn't get up and resist.

Then, the right fist clenched, punch after punch, and smashed on top of de Morgan's head.

Hit, hit, hit!

Zhang Su let his emotions dominate him, this demon is really a qualified sandbag.

Unleash every power in him and unleash all the anger and determination!

"Goo-goo-goo-uh-" DeMorgan made a muffled voice, his voice echoing through the cavern, creepy.

Still alive?

Zhang Su didn't dare to slack off, and then used the technique of frontal neck twisting to catch De Morgan.

He wrapped his arms around De Morgan's neck, and then pressed his fortified abs against De Morgan's head, leaving it face down and unable to resist.

One more force, and slam its head down—

De Morgan's body twitched, trying to resist, but Zhang Su was already gambling on his life!

Click-

It is worthy of the strangulation technique nicknamed "Guillotine......

Zhang Su twisted De Morgan's head off like this!

The soul flew out of the large hole in its neck, and streams of black blood erupted from its mouth.

One punch, one kick, several beatings, and then hanging, and finally killed it!

De Morgan, defeated!

Zhang Su's fists hurt from the blow.

The skin is about to break, and sure enough, it is only effective to beat it with gas. Airless boxing is inefficient!

De Morgan is dead, and it has been doing evil for a long time, devouring not only human souls, but also many other strange races of the world.

Now they are all released, turning into a faint light.

Zhang Su threw De Morgan's head away.

His gaze shifted to Irini.

The slender female demon curled up next to the summoning array, her eyes wide open.

He went over and picked up the Avalokiteshvara and prepared to continue the fight.

"Wait, wait—" Irene raised her hand.

"......" Zhang Su stared at her.

"Do you speak? Or are you some kind of ascetic who swears silence for life? Irene fell to the ground, muffling her voice.

"......" Zhang Su first adjusted the breathing method to restore the qi in the body.

He didn't speak, and Irini felt helpless.

The humans are probably chasing after the victory, but the defenders of Hell's Gate are more than that...... Irene pondered.

At least his own defeat would have alerted the defenders of Hell's Gate, and De Morgan would be finished.

The Legion Leader of Hell's Gate may find a way to find the Shadow Witch and ask her to help in the battle.

As long as the gates of hell remain standing, there will be a steady stream of demons to reinforce them.

“…… Woo...... "Irene fell to the ground, "as a human ...... You've got two hits. ”

Zhang Su frowned and observed.

Irini also looked at him up close, and found that Zhang Su was more handsome than she had imagined.

His face was stained with dirt and ashes, and De Morgan's black crystalline blood burst out, but it didn't interfere with his appearance.

She struggled to regain her composure.

She then discarded the fragments of her armor in the darkness to show off her lines.

“…… Don't speak? We don't need to be enemies. We can dance together, and that's not a bad thing. Irini said.

"I killed De Morgan." Zhang Su said.

"It's okay, before the earliest, it was originally a demon under my command, but in a battle, it devoured hundreds of souls, suddenly became stronger than me, and then drove and enslaved me in turn, I like you to kill it." Irene walked over and picked up De Morgan's head.

Zhang Su approached.

Irini's paw slowly lifted.

But not an attack, but a movement along the muscles of his arm.

"The task of the Soul Demon is to turn the rational into the irrational, to open a harmless way of regulating the moral man, to turn boredom into fun. Look at me, and I know that you still see me in your eyes, and that your eyes are not blank. Irini said.

"......" Zhang Su reported with silence.

"I know you have a lot of questions......" Irini smiled.

"The demonic legions are gathering, but how many are there?" Zhang Su wanted to know more.

"I'll tell you everything I know, but you probably don't like it very much." Irini said.

"Tell me." Zhang Su asked.

“…… The Gates of Hell on Mt. Kagura have nearly 200,000 demons. Irini said.

"Behind the gates of hell?" Zhang Su frowned.

"That would be innumerable, the Lord of Slaughter is gathering its army, and by your sunrise and sunset, there are only 1,200 days left."

"1200 days ......" Zhang Su took a deep breath. 1200 days, 4 years, natural disaster.

Things that are feared by humans form demons.

And the Lord of Slayer is one of the most powerful demons in Hell.

"Our Hell is invading millions of worlds at once, and there are creatures being transformed into demons on every side of all dimensions. We can gather resources and power from countless dimensions, and you are trapped in this small place. Irene laughed.

Irini's long, frosty white hair fell down, and she tipped it behind her ears, her nails sliding along Zhang Su's face.

“…… When the time comes, the stench of death will flood the land, and the screams of the dying will echo under the sky as the demonic feast continues. Irene continued to whisper.

"Humanity will eventually repel demons." Zhang Su believes this.

"You may be able to defeat demons, but you can't stop new people from turning into demons." Irini said.

The end is already doomed.

A sense of pure despair welled up. Is this the tide of history?

"I saw the look in your eyes." Irene said, "Who do you want to save?" ”

"Someone I know." Zhang Su said.

"I know, save those who deserve to die, save everyone, save the world, friends and family, every world that is targeted by hell thinks so. But what can you do? You save yourself first. Irene said with a slight annoyance.

The tide is falling.

"......," Zhang Su pondered. Elini's voice caressed like velvet.

"Come on." Illini led Zhang Su out of the room and into one of Irini's smaller side rooms.

There are many mirrors here.

Zhang Su observed for a while before realizing that they were screens, some kind of monitoring equipment.

The demons peddle souls in crowded market stalls or trade looted goods from the invasion of the heavens and worlds on a bizarre scale.

The dimension of advanced technology, the dimension of advanced spells, and the dimension of cultivators......

All have been ransacked by demons.

There are other monitors that show the appearance of many parts of the planet, as well as records of human daily life.

"What are you shooting about?" Zhang Su frowned.

"The demon invasion is like yours...... Shows, reality shows, or movies, for the vast majority of demonic imps, they watch such shows every day, watching fat humans walk around, hoping that when they grow up, they too can join the expedition. The Demon Lord recruits imps by promoting delicious delicacies from different dimensions. Irini said.

"Demons of hell, a lot." Zhang Su stared at the phantoms of those pictures, revealing a corner of the demonic ecology for him.

"It's uncountable, according to billions, trillions, jing, yuan, zi, and sui, if you live in hell, you will soon lose sensitivity to numbers." Irini said.

Zhang Su pondered.

“…… I need something stronger, maybe I'll have to go into hell and grab it. Zhang Su said.

The nature of Hell is an infinitely vast and strange giant civilization that connects all dimensions.

Wider than all known worlds, universes, and infinite possibilities.

"Your 'qi' is a kind of soul energy, and there are many books in my room that can be read to you, and those are secret books, manuscripts, and my treasure trove, which will bring you benefits. You've broken into my escape route, it's my safe house, and everything is for you. But you're going to help me. Irini said.

"What?" Zhang Su frowned.

Irene first put De Morgan's head on the shelf, looking for a good angle so that it could see everything, and De Morgan's eyes were dripping with blood.

She invited him to sit beside her.

“…… Good man, I was injured by you, righteous qi entered the body, full of holes, I will die at any time, and there is no possibility of treatment. I beg you, why turn a blind eye to me again? Bring some fun at the end of my life, I pray you. Irini muttered.

"You don't feel pleasure, all you can feel is torture." Zhang Su turned around.

——！

"It hurts!" Irini exclaimed.

The Spirits are not supposed to seek the righteous.

She'd only heard the rumors, but now she could feel the pain clearly!

Gradually, Irini smiled again.

At least Zhang Su said one thing wrong-

After getting through the pain of despair, she was indeed physically and mentally satisfied, and Zhang Su perfectly met the requirements, in all aspects.

And, very congenial.

Time is long and short.

"A demon with a name like me, even if he dies, will be reborn in hell. If you go to hell in the future, we may see you again......" Irene promised softly.

Burn......!

The breath exploded, like a sea of fire.

While she accepts it, she will also completely destroy herself, return to the bottom of hell, and start fighting from the little ghost.

As a beautiful spirit demon, such an ending is really appropriate.

Before she was reduced to ashes, she shed a tear, why? She couldn't tell.