The cover of the Codex of the Demon Hunter was lifted in a slow and unquestioning manner, like a myriad of hidden chains.

From the yellowed page, a line of small letters emerged: You have slain an unknown demon and have absorbed the talent......

Not anymore.

Under normal circumstances, after the demon is killed by Leon, the soul will be suppressed by the Demon Hunter Codex in an instant, just like the poor high-ranking Nasrezm.

Their souls would be thrown into invisible stone mills, crushed to pieces by the weight of terror, and then cast into smelting, where they would be forged into Leon's new talent.

Only a relatively faint part of it would be retained, but even this faint part was completely shattered by Leon as he advanced.

If there were no Demon Hunting Codex, even if Leon had the talent of "Demon Hunting", it would definitely be impossible to achieve the unprecedented thirteen talents!

Before that, he would be invaded by the souls of demons, and his body would be directly corrupted into a deformed freak like the body of an evil god.

But evil gods are not demons!

The Demon Hunter Codex could not suppress him, and he had to face this soul rivalry for himself.

Therefore, between the ice and snow transformed by the divinity of the goddess Scati, a hurricane suddenly set off, rolling layers of ice and snow into the air, forming a terrifying blizzard that is no different from the outside world.

The will of the evil god, who claimed to be the Spirit of the Storm, descended and took the form of a wind on the lower body, lightning on the upper body, a golden crown on his head, and long golden hair.

His body was genderless, his chest was flat, he was handsome, and his voice was indistinguishable.

Originally, he was about to occupy Inriri's body and rise from it, but at this moment, he was interrupted by Leon.

This caused the furious spirit, which was already representing the storm, to let out a roar full of rage.

"Rebels, despicable blasphemers, dare to offend the spirit of the storm, the majesty of the scourge of the scourge, and you will be turned to dust in the storm!"

The wind and snow are overwhelming.

But he gradually realized that his control over the blizzard was gradually disappearing—that someone of the same rank was stealing his power!

He immediately saw the crux of the problem and laughed wildly:

"It turns out that it is a wild god with a hint of divinity, and you dare to launch a divine war against me and take the power of the storm from me?"

"You deserve it too?"

He regarded this wisp of divinity of the winter goddess Scati as Leon's own strength.

And although he was called an evil god by Leon, in terms of personality, he was also a true god with a divine position, similar to many primitive gods believed in by African tribes at this time.

The distinction between good and evil is nothing more than a title given to it from a human moral point of view, and it does not change its divine nature.

Leon didn't answer, his will quickly formed in his mind, ready for the next big battle.

As if infected by Leon's calmness, the evil god gradually quieted down, he was no longer angry, but just said loudly: "It's okay, anyway, my target is you, so next, let's start this god war, the winner takes all, and the loser is destroyed!"

Leon tilted his head slightly, looking at this terrifying god like a world-destroying giant, his divine thoughts finally became substantial, forming a giant wearing ice and snow armor and holding a blood-colored sword.

He is equal to the Spirit of the Storm, standing in the spirit world, holding the heavens and the earth.

"You talk so much nonsense. ”

Leon grinned, revealing his white teeth, and countless sonorous blades suddenly protruded from the snowfield beneath his feet, piercing through the Storm Giant.

The cold light was cold, and the blood-colored giant sword was filled with the killing aura of winter.

His body was covered in black flames.

He laughed heartily, his voice shook the sky, and he fearlessly pointed his sword at the evil god: "The great cause of slaughtering the gods starts today." ”

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Innelli opened her eyes a little confused, and the cold wind made her shiver subconsciously.

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She only felt that her body was very cold, like a corpse that had just crawled out of a tomb, and her body temperature was terrifyingly cold.

Instinct drove her towards the campfire beside her, and then she saw the decapitated, hideous, ugly body of the evil god.

"What is this?"

"The body of the priestess?"

"Where's the magic sword, pulled out by Leon?"

She saw Leon leaning on the Sword of Victory, sitting cross-legged by the campfire, as if asleep, breathing evenly and slowly.

She called softly, "Leon, what just happened?"

No response.

Leon seemed to be sleeping too deeply, and no matter how much she called, she couldn't wake up.

She remembered the cry that sounded in her head before she woke up, which was clearly Leon's voice, and she thought it was an illusion before.

But now that I think about it, it must have something to do with my sudden awakening.

Could it be that he took the soul of the evil god into his body instead of himself?

Thinking of this, she suddenly panicked.

Because it was a divine soul, the personality was born to suppress these ordinary middle sequences, and in the confrontation at the soul level, the evil god could be said to have the upper hand.

No matter how talented Li Ang was, it was almost impossible for him to win.

"What should I do?"

She was a little bit of a master of the six gods for a while, and when it came to evil gods, even her teacher might not have a way to solve it.

At this moment, a hideous demon face suddenly appeared on the flawless ice.

It grinned exaggeratedly like a clown, its purple-black lips reaching the base of its ears, revealing its sharp teeth: "So you are here, but it really makes me easy to find." ”

"Tsk, who am I so bold, it turns out to be two little witchers. Although it is still a little green, since it is an ownerless thing, it is up to me to pick it up in advance and present it to the lord, which is considered a great credit. ”

There was a hint of greed in Nasrezm's eyes.

These two demon hunters have reached the middle sequence at a young age, which shows that their talents are extraordinary, and once they are led into the abyss by it, they are likely to break through to the high sequence.

Under the Abyss Lord, the middle sequence is not worth mentioning, but the status of the high sequence is completely different.

As for whether it will offend these two future high sequences?

Huh——

At that point, they will only be grateful that they have freed them from human prison.

"Nasrezm!"

With a solemn expression, she took the pair of long and short blades from her waist, her body temperature was gradually rising, and she began to adjust her combat power, and the magic energy was rushing in her veins.

As the most famous demon in the surface abyss, Nasrezm is definitely the most difficult demon in the middle sequence.

Not only because of their strength, but also because of their cunning brains and scheming style, they are also the most headaches.

Therefore, there are no reminders.

The black light flashed suddenly, and Nasrezm escaped into space, silently coming behind Inriri.

They act in a despicable manner, but they will not warn their opponents before the start of the war.

However, in the next moment, a terrifying force of rejection flowed from the pendant hanging from her neck.

This is a talisman created by Lady Angelina herself - Resist the Devil!

Nasrezm was suddenly embedded in the ice cap above his head as if he had been smashed by a hammer, and his expression was terrifying, and he couldn't believe it: "What the hell!"

Just then, it was not lightly injured.

Although Nasrezm is a demon and has a strong resilience, in the final analysis, he is still a race that locates "assassins" and "mages".

This certainly makes them weird and difficult, but it also causes them to have high offense and low defense, and they are a little crispy.