Section 685 The True Purpose of the Three Demon Gods (I)
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"Time, it's just right!"
"The gate of the underworld has been opened, the River Styx has appeared, and the partition between the two worlds has also been stabilized, and the era of entering the underworld has arrived!"
Rumble~
Baal suddenly raised his head to the sky and roared, the sound rolling in all directions, and endless undead aura gushed out from all parts of his body, continuously, gradually forming a huge storm of undead.
A giant storm of the undead, sweeping across the River Styx, sweeping over endless skeletons, sweeping through demons, and finally converging on the giant black sun floating in the sky.
Suck~
The magic net swallowed the power of death violently, and the huge black magic net gradually changed color, first mottled white appeared, and then these white spots gradually expanded, but compared to the body of the demon net sun, these spots were too small to be ignored, and even if you didn't look closely, you couldn't see clearly.
"Damn, who the hell are you. , who are you, how can you resist the erosion of the power of death!"
"Ahh~"
"I don't believe it, I don't believe it!"
As Barr spit out the power of the undead, the black figure belonging to the Grim Reaper was actually pulled out of Barr's body inch by inch, no matter how he struggled, it was to no avail, he could only watch his hard-won body erode away from him.
Moreover, the most important thing is that he can't move himself now, the huge black Death Scythe that originally belonged to him, the Death Scythe of Death, one of the three underworld weapons in the underworld. Still honestly staying behind Baal, and not following him out of Baal's body, was he forcibly imprisoned by Baal?
"Impossible!"
"Scythe, come to this seat!"
The Grim Reaper roared, calling out to the Scythe of the Underworld, as long as he held the Scythe of the Underworld again. Holding one of the mysterious three spiritual weapons, his strength will be restored, surpassing the present in one fell swoop, breaking the embarrassment of being imprisoned, and even killing Baal, and getting a new body that belongs to him.
However, the Scythe of the Underworld remained motionless, without the slightest reflection, as if it were dead.
"This"
"Nope. I don't believe it!"
The strength of the Grim Reaper comes from the Scythe of the Underworld, this weapon created the Grim Reaper, and has been by his side for hundreds of thousands of years, he doesn't believe that he is like a weapon of the other half of life, and he will actually abandon himself.
"Damn it, it has to be you, it has to be you!"
|“ Give the Scythe back to this seat!"
The Grim Reaper struggled violently. At this moment, he could no longer care about why he was expelled from that body, nor why Balming was completely dead. But he didn't turn into an undead, as if he was fine.
He wanted to get the Scythe back now!
"Scythe?"
"That's what you're talking about?"
Barr asked, looking indifferently at the Grim Reaper, who had been completely ripped out of his body.
"If you want it, then give it to you!"
Without waiting for Death to answer, Baal pulled out the scythe from his back. The huge scythe was four or five meters long in front and back, and he threw the scythe to the Grim Reaper without looking.
"You"
The Grim Reaper was stunned, and he couldn't figure out how the scythe was so easily returned to his hand?
"Haha, stupid guy. You don't know the preciousness of the Scythe, so lightly let this work regain the weapon, die, damn fellow, your body will be cherished!"
The Grim Reaper suddenly laughed wildly, raised the scythe, and a majestic force suddenly surged in his body, and then with a slight force, the power that imprisoned his body suddenly shattered, and he laughed and slashed directly at Baal with the scythe!
Bang~
There was an earth-shattering sound.
I saw the Grim Reaper screaming and being shattered by Baal's fist, and the scythe that originally attacked Baal reappeared in Baal's back.
The side of the scythe made a buzzing sound, and by the way, it emitted a miserable white light of death.
It seems to be very dissatisfied.
"Damn, what's going on, what's going on!"
"Why doesn't the Scythe attack you!"
"I knew, I knew, how could it be possible to take back the Scythe so lightly. Damn the demons, they are all cunning and treacherous!"
The Grim Reaper was imprisoned by Baal again, and he who lost the scythe was actually weaker than the average god king, and his strength came from this scythe, in fact, his own strength was not too strong.
The Scythe of the Death Underworld contains the ultimate power, the power of the powerful death judgment, the person who is injured by it, the wound will never be revived, it will continue to die, death judgment, only by completely killing the living creature, turning into an emotionless undead, can this ability like a curse of eternity be stopped.
At the beginning, the god king who was injured by the god of death couldn't resist this power of death, so he could only slow down the speed of death's erosion, and in the end, most of his energy was involved by the power of death, so that other god kings found an opportunity.
Therefore, it is a terrible thing to be injured by the death power of the Scythe of the Underworld, of course, some small injuries are nothing, but like Baal, who has completely transformed into an undead body, he still has his own spirit, his own feelings, as if he has not been hurt at all, and has not been changed by the power of death, but it is too weird.
"What's going on?"
Barr tilted his head and looked at Death with interest.
The pale external skeleton gradually transformed into black, and finally his body, the scales outside the body, all turned into pure black, with a hint of white pattern mystery.
"The power of death is indeed very powerful!"
"Even this seat, in the face of this top-level power, has to be extremely careful. But as long as he is still the power of this side of the universe, he will be suppressed and involved by the universe, no matter how powerful he is, it will not help!"
"Its essence, after all, does not transcend the rules of the universe on this side!"
"But this seat, with the power it has, is not something that can be suppressed by the rules of this universe!"
"Do you know this thing?"
Barr pointed to the white pattern on his forehead. I saw that the rule mark that originally belonged to the pattern of the power of death was transformed into destruction little by little, and then little by little into a more mysterious and profound chaotic state, like a chaotic flame, and in the end, this flame also disappeared, and it was empty. Nothing.
But the god of death looks like there is nothing, but it seems that there is nothing left, like destruction, like darkness, like time, like fear, like cause and effect
Ever-changing, there is no zài. But there is zài.
Neither life nor life is life, nor death nor death, as if alive and as perish.
It was as if a world was evolving in the blank lines of Baal's forehead, and it was as if the universe was ending in it, and chaos was annihilating.
I don't know why. The Grim Reaper was immersed in it, as if he had comprehended something. But it seems that nothing has been caught!
"This is"
Diablo also looked at the strange view of Barr's forehead in amazement, as if there was something in it that attracted him deeply. He saw the huge power of time and space in it, saw the application of various power of time and space, and saw the power of time and space that had multiplied to the extreme, and after the peak, it was extinguished. It has become another wonderful power of time and space.
Unconsciously, he actually felt that the power of time and space, which he thought he had comprehended, was ascending at an extremely slow speed, beyond the limits of the Great Dao, and beyond the rules of this universe.
Evolve towards the rules of time and space of chaos and nothingness.
Rumble~
Behind him was the avenue glossy. Straight down, Diablo actually controlled more than his own breath, and suddenly led the brilliance of the avenue down.
In the same way, Mephisto saw endless destruction, the power of destruction that multiplied to the top, and finally multiplied
"I see, is this the ultimate destructive power?"
"It has the power to break through the limitations of the heavens and all worlds, and it has the power to fight against the will of the great universe!"
"And the destruction after the extreme, it is so, so beautiful, so moving, but who would have imagined that it was caused by destruction?"
Mephisto was thoughtful, and the destruction pattern on his forehead was constantly changing, and finally turned into a bright, beautiful, and moving blue flower!
The lightning on Diablo's forehead vanished, and the power of chaotic space-time spread out, sandwiched between the power of mysterious fear. I saw that his pattern was a black droplet-shaped pattern, and there seemed to be a world of lightning in the pattern, and dense lightning crackled in it, shaking the whole world.
However, no one paid attention to Diablo's anomaly.
Nor did the demons pay attention to Mephisto's weirdness.
Because all the demons, all the demon kings, even the god of death and the demon net, are in an inexplicable state.
In fact, it is not only the comprehension generated by watching the magical runes on Baal's forehead, but also from Baal, the founder of the Burning Legion, the most powerful of the three demon gods, and his strength has actually improved unconsciously!
So whether it is Mephisto, or Diablo, or even the demons of the Burning Legion, they all began to involuntarily improve and further expand their strength!
Rumble~
The flames burned indiscriminately.
The Burning Legion, the Grand Commander of the Destruction Miè Clan, Syltier, known as the First Queen of the Goblins, was the first to start her promotion!
A faint avenue of brilliance appeared behind her!
Half-step Demon Lord!
"I'm the Fairy Queen!"
Between heaven and earth, her magic voice resounded, and even in the distant divine realm, countless beings were awakened. But no one dares to pay attention to the situation here.
Click~
A space-time lightning bolt that seemed to shatter the universe fell from the sky.
The Burning Legion, the Grand Commander of the Time and Space Clan, the Fifth Sea Emperor Crocia, has the title of Time and Space Witch, and she has been promoted immediately after the Fairy Queen Syltier!
Another half-step demon lord!
"I'm the Witch of Time and Space!"
Rumble~
The blue flame of destruction began to contend with the flame of destruction.
"Hehe, two sisters, why are you so anxious, how about waiting for your sister!"
Agatha, the Grand Commander of the Sabotage Clan, smiled lightly, and the momentum on her body suddenly began to increase rapidly.
"Wait, we can't let the three witches be predominantly beautiful, otherwise the outside world will think that the Burning Legion has fallen into a world ruled by women!"
The Prince of Dread and the Ancient Demon Warlock Gul'dan glanced at each other, their eyes full of eager desire!
At the same moment, there were countless demon kings, tens of thousands of legends, dense realm lords, and sky-level demons, all of whom began to break through one by one.
However, this is not the main thing, the main thing is ~
"The real moment has come!"
"The most correct time, the most perfect body, beyond the power of a qiē promotion~"
"With the power of the underworld!"
"Break the obstacles that stand in our way!"
"Ruined miè!"
Barr roared in the sky!
"Sabotage!"
Mephisto also looked up, his eyes clear!
"Smash a qiē obstruction!"
"The Way of the Demon Lord!"
"Promotion!"
(To be continued......) R1292