That strange rhythm made the Devil Duke's heartbeat slow down with the speed and speed.

"What a weird sound is that!" he roared, "Get me a mage!" Build a soundproof barrier, get rid of the damn sound!"

There was a buzzing roar with all his might, but Balaam's voice stopped abruptly.

He turned his head slowly, a subtle electric light spilling out of his eyes, flickering endlessly.

"Duke of Balan......" The soft woman's voice lingered in his ears, and the Duke was silent for a moment before finally bending over reluctantly. "Your Majesty," he sneered, "and I am terrified that you have come to my filthy kennel. ”

He narrowed his eyes and stared at the tall woman in black silk in front of him.

About, there is about one-fifth of the body, right?

The identity of the Great Devil is not only a symbol of the status of nothingness and the power to command the army, but also a symbol of absolute power - as long as he stays at the hell level, the Great Devil will receive the powerful power given by the plane, which is not only the absolute difference in power, but also represents some higher applications of power, such as the free separation of one's body like a god, creating a doppelganger and the like, even if he is killed, it is just a loss of some energy.

Too young.

Balaam grinned, sharp teeth rubbing against each other in a tiny whisper.

Should I say, is this little princess really too lacking in teaching? She actually chose to appear in front of her with such a swagger?

Even though she was Beria's only daughter...... In Balan's impression, she was just an arrogant little girl. Most of her memories are of enjoying the wine in the palace his father built him, the man, and the sadistic habits that have been passed down through the blood.

Can she manage the territory well. Balan couldn't speculate, but he could assert that the little girl was sure that it would never be possible to fight a battle against a real warrior - although the clone was indeed a very useful ability, that didn't mean that with it it was a victory, and no one sued her for the loss of the clone. How many times more difficult is it to recover than to be without hands and feet? Does she really think that with the identity of the big devil, she can run amok?

"Little princess, what are you doing in my barracks?"

"Duke of Balan. You should call me Lord!, or Your Majesty!" Filna's avatar retorted in a low voice. It's a pity that Balan doesn't care about this: "Okay, okay, I never understood what to call this kind of thing." But you want me to call you Majesty. You need to give me something necessary. Little princess. ”

"What do you want?"

Filna was stunned, but then chuckled: "Wealth, status, or ...... What else?" her laughter was soft, with an indescribable flattery, "Or, can I ask the Lord of the Nine Hells to give you command of the Flamewalker Legion?" or...... Can we talk in detail about what you want in my palace?"

"I want the dominion of Flegsos, how about it, can you give it to me?"

The female lord's cold look made Balan shake his bald head and let out an arrogant laugh: "You go and ask to see it." Give me the fourth hell, for His Majesty, the Lord of the Nine Hells. Maybe it's a reasonable decision!"

"You...... Bold!"

"I never thought I was smart, little princess, but I didn't expect you to be stupider than me. Balan sneered: "Think about it, what can I gain by serving you? Will you trust those who surrender? Anyway, I never believed it, and your father, what he can give me, can you give it? I now have the largest army of Phlegos, even if I throw myself at you, I can't get more trust, and do you know your father's wishes? Do you have that ambition? If Fregethos were to be handed over to you, it would take you at least a few thousand years to fully master it, and I don't think you would be interested in expanding it further. So, why should I surrender to a lord who can't give me more?"

With a wave of his hands, two battle axes that were almost as huge as his body appeared out of thin air in his hands! The blades of the axes rubbed in the air with a tooth-aching swishing sound: "Okay, little princess, believe me, you can still sleep comfortably when you leave here, and forget about this annoying thing, otherwise, you will hate me for a long time!"

Filna was silent for a moment.

She smiled suddenly, her red lips opening as if she wanted to say something.

Her lips were thin and soft, as if they were delicate all the time, so that every observer's eyes would be involuntarily attracted to it, but at this moment, Balan roared suddenly, his thick legs stomped on the ground violently, and his huge body flew backwards in the midst of the rubble!

The sudden movement saved him, because at that very moment, a colorless energy erupted from Filna's lips!

Balaan's hands were intertwined, and two great battle axes had slashed at each other! His target wasn't Filna, but the ground beneath her feet!

The swift wind swept by, and the half-dissolved black rock was immediately torn apart! It was lifted up in the ensuing storm and flew wildly! In an instant, it was as if two invisible giant claws had dug through the ground in front of Balan, tearing out two walls of rubble and blocking the invisible breath.

In the frenzy of rubble and shock waves, a wisp of flame that could barely be seen by the naked eye finally appeared, like a spring flowing in the air, its color changed from transparent to pale blue, and when the cyan came into the eye, it was so clear and transparent, if it were not for the surrounding scattered rubble, ordinary eyes would hardly be able to observe it, but as it expanded in that smoke, colorless became colored, from a faint blue to a heavy purple, and then to ...... Scorching red!

The terrible heat finally exploded at this time! The dust of the rock had melted into splashing droplets in the red light! Then the rock layer on the ground, and the melted magma had spread out more than a hundred feet in an instant! The mountain wall shook and bent inward, and the expanding ripples made the solid rock wall of the volcano begin to shake slightly!

There was a bang. Balan's twin axes swung like a crossbow bolt through the crumbling rock walls and landed on the empty hillside.

Eyes overflowing with electricity paused over the boiling flames and magma, and the wild laughter and distortion on the Devil Duke's face had been replaced by solemnity. Hundreds of pairs of eyes on the belt of creature skin on his waist opened at the same time, supporting a faint light black streamer in the space around him, but there was a thin layer of flame on the outside of this invisible shield. The faint flame seemed to be very faint, and could be extinguished at any time, but it was like a maggot attached to the bone. It continues to expand outward, devouring the black film of light. In just a moment, Balan's protective spell had become flickering. It can rupture at any time.

Balaam took a deep breath.

The power that Filna had just shown was so terrifying that even the devil's body would be incinerated to ashes if she were caught up in that indescribable heat—even if Balan's body jumped into the lava of the volcano to take a bath, it would only be a red skin. However, fire immunity is not a panacea. At least with a lord-level magical flame like Filna, if he was contaminated with a little bit, he would have at least a large piece of flesh burned!

But that's not all.

Balan is not afraid of Filna's punishment, in hell, the status of rules and laws cannot be shaken - Filna has the power to punish his subordinates as a lord, but this is a military camp, and the intention of the leading general is the highest order, as long as she can't come up with a suitable reason to transfer Balan. Then even if it goes to the Supreme Court of Hell, she still has no reason to win this lawsuit in front of the Lord of the Nine Prisons!

And if she plans not to go down the path of litigation?

In recent times. She seems to have mastered a few legions of spike demons and barbed demons, but it is still a far, far cry from his father's army hidden in the midst of Phlegos—if nothing else, as long as Balan has that will, the Flegsos guards stationed here can keep her as a clone!

As for Glesia, he was indeed the daughter of the Lord of the Nine Prisons, but so what? would she dare to openly challenge Bato's order and declare war on the Fourth Prison?

Balan didn't know what the Lord of the Nine Hells wanted, but he knew that Asmodeus was wise, the wisest big devil in the entire hell, and even if he planned something that mixed ten thousand Balaan's brains, he couldn't guess it, but Balan was sure that even if he wanted to break some rules, it wouldn't be now!

Dealing with two enemies as strong as yourself at the same time or a clever act of calculation, but creating another one would be foolish!

The Duke of Hell raised his head and looked at his opponent.

At the same time that Balaam pierced the cavity of collapse, Filna's figure was also sweeping back, and by this time, she was already standing still above the valley, but somehow she seemed to have given up her intention to continue attacking Balan, and only stood quietly.

However, she is by no means static-

Her arms stretched, and the black silk around her stretched out, flowing like water waves and mist...... In an instant, the silk had turned into a long dress, but there were still countless black ribbons flying and stretching in the air. Occupies almost a small area of the middle of the sky.

Although it is black, it has no dull feeling, but is extremely transparent and deep...... The flames swirling in the space around her illuminated each of the pitch-black lines, gilding them with bright orange-red edges, and together with the fourth hellfire cloud-covered sky, her figure was eeriely beautiful.

It's beautiful.

Filna hung her head slightly, staring at her feet.

The moment his eyes made contact with it, the electric fire in Balan's eyes also dimmed for a moment.

The wind, stopped.

The hustle and bustle of the valley suddenly fell into a strange silence, and every one of the tens of thousands of devilish armies couldn't help but hold their breath.

Because their eyes lit up with those eyes—deep, dark, but condensed with countless emotions, Filna's eyes.

So calm, so bright, yet so sad......

In my ears, there was a subtle rhythm that echoed softly from far away, like crying.

Following this incomprehensible rhythm, the Lord of the Fourth Hell dances in the air...... Her hands, her body, and even her gaze were all moving calmly and smoothly, and the flames swirling around her body reflected the peerless graceful posture. The silky lines stretch around in a wild whirl...... The clouds in the sky of Flaegosus were being pulled by the silk, churning out layers of brilliant red, and bright meteorites were sliding down in the air. Thousands of bright rays of light burst from overhead, like the constellation of Asmodes, which stood alone in the night sky behind the clouds, sending out his glow hundreds and thousands of times in praise of the dancer......

"Drink!"

Balaam exhaled again!

A cobweb-like slit cracked beneath his hoof! a shallow, wide pit in the hollow of the ground! And the moment the smoke rose up, Balaam's body flew diagonally towards the place where Filna was!

Such a reckless way of moving is almost completely out of line with the logic of battle, without wings. Balan, who is also not good at magic, is almost like a stone in the air with no place to stay, if Filna uses that magical flame again. Even if he doesn't get burned, he will lose at least half his life!

But Balaam knew he had to attack right away!

He didn't know what Filna was doing at the moment, or what the consequences of these things would be. But undeniably ...... He sensed the danger. Like wisps of the cold wind of the Fifth Prison, they climbed, rushed into his thoughts, stimulated him, and told him the fact that if the female lord was allowed to continue her movements, something irreparable would happen before his eyes!

Filna's dance continues.

A little fire coalesced around her. Along the edge of the black silk, countless subtle lines of light and shadow are pulled. And in the next moment, the points of light all burst out in unison—that scene was so spectacular, thousands of bands of light extended outward from the woman's body, like a blooming flower!

Balaam burst out laughing.

His posture changed for a split second.

The arms were spread outward, and the two giant axes became the devil's wings, but they were only the prelude to the opening of even greater wings—with this seemingly simple cross slash, the air compressed in front of the axe blade, forming a sharp stream, and the distorted air flow refracted the light, and in an instant, two red moons nearly forty feet wide were pulled out in mid-air!

As a result, time seemed to stop for a moment, and only the two intense reds that rolled up the hurricane expanded and overlapped in the air, occupying a small half of the sky!

Filna sneered.

Balaam's attack seemed to her so stupid, slow, and big and inadequate...... Not to mention hurting her, in the face of the advanced teleportation skills that the devils are born with, such an attack has no other effect than wasting her body! Not to mention that in order to swing these two slashes, Balan's body also changed direction. Can't be contained!

So, that beautiful black figure flashed in the space for a moment, and then disappeared!

And when she reappeared, she was already standing in another position in the sky. In his eyes, a shadow became bigger and bigger—under the backlash of the two axes, the Devil Duke's body was like a stone projectile fired by a trebuchet, crashing in this direction!

Reduced to ashes!

Filna pursed her lips, and was about to highlight the flame of death again, but her expression changed slightly—the corners of her gaze were a little more messy...... One by one, humanoid figures stepped out of the void, and more than a dozen different blades stabbed at her like that, blocking all the retreats!

It was a premeditated ambush! And Balaam was nothing but a decoy!

But Filna's mocking smile remained the same.

Her mind moved slightly, and the breath in her mouth had expanded to the surroundings!

The cyan aura suddenly burst and turned into a monstrous sea of flames!

Although Filna finally broke free from the encirclement, more than half of the black ribbon around her body had broken off! Even her suspended body shook slightly!

"That's really...... It's stupid, why would I do such a thing? Why can't I just sing?"

Because it looks like you're stupid, but it's something you have to do.

"What can I do? Who made you not as gifted as Glasia...... It's too tall.,The facial features are long and narrow.,There's no cute element at all.,The character is not indifferent to the three-no series.,It's like a powder keg that explodes at a point.。 How can this kind of tsundere be so easy to promote? The devil is not the same as the abandoned house, there is not so much shaking M, so the route you have to take is not the same as her, she wants to use the method of acting to promote her gentleness, grace, kindness and cuteness, and you...... You have to show your abilities and use a grand force show to win the attention of more devils!"

The confusion on Filna's face was almost the words 'I don't understand at all'.

"The reason why I chose this guy is because he is ugly enough to complement your beauty, and he is not very capable of showing off your strength. ”

"Just right? Balan's fighting ability is one of the best in Flegsos! Even my father doesn't necessarily have more advantages in a head-on fight! Not to mention that my doppelganger is still ......" Filna screamed angrily, but the man's voice pierced her head just right, forcing her to interrupt: " When I asked you to bring more strength just now, you didn't think so, you want to harvest and don't want to work hard, there is no such good thing in the world, you look at Grasia Xià, you have to sing and dance in more than a dozen venues at the same time, you think it will be easy?" (To be continued......)