Coincidentally, Balzebu also stole the Scroll of Resistance, and also stole it while it was away, so you should have a lot of common words...... Jiang Hao didn't hide his funny expression at all, and looked at it with a smile like this.

After showing off, Beria, who was waiting for the shocked performance, did not wait for the picture he expected, his brows furrowed slightly, and he immediately let go, "The Scroll of Sickness is an artifact of the Nessera era, because of it, the Scroll of Sickness will develop from the beginning, a tribal alliance with only a small territory, to a huge empire with power throughout the entire multiverse, and those mages rely on the Scroll of Shade to have the power comparable to the gods." ”

"And what is clear is that the Scroll of Resistant Color is not a divine object of our multiverse, but it has wonderful powers that are similar to those of our universe. ”

"In the past, it has kept this artifact in the depths of the Nessus Hell, which is very secretive, and of all the devil monarchs, only I, the monarch who is allowed to enter and exit the Nessus Hell, can find its clues. ”

Jiang Hao listened to Belial's description and nodded expressionlessly, "It sounds like you have Asmodeirs' trust." ”

"Of course. Beria smiled and replied, "After all, I am the only Devil Monarch in the Nine Layers of Hell who has not betrayed it. ”

"But what it didn't expect was that I didn't betray, I didn't betray when I wasn't sure. ”

So at this time, you are sure?How do you know that the reason why you were able to steal the Color-resistant Scroll from the Nessers Hell was not a trap set by Asmodes? Jiang Hao complained in his heart, and at this time he also saw that Beria's vigilance was much lower than that of Balzebu, at least Balzebu would wonder if it was a trap set by Asmodeirs after stealing the Color-resistant Scroll.

"The Color-resistant Scroll is indeed a very powerful artifact......" Jiang Hao smiled and let the main body project the Color-resistant Scroll and threw it to Belial.

This scroll was not the one Balzebu had in his possession, but that didn't prevent him from taking it out in Balzebu's name at this time to remind the devil monarch.

"Coincidentally, I also have a roll of color resistance in my hand. ”

Beria looked at it and had a bad premonition in his heart.

Jiang Hao smiled and said the last sentence, "What's even more coincidental is that I also stole it from Nessus Hell while it was away." ”

In an instant, Beria realized who this 'it' meant, and his face turned gloomy in vain.

Above hell, thunder roared.

......

On a battlefield on the main plane.

The young man in snow-white loose clothes carried a big knife of seven or eight meters, and waved it at will, and the rows of soldiers were cut off by the waist, and the body that became two halves of the body moved in free fall with the gravitational force of the world, and the red blood sprayed out, forming a weak blood-colored fountain in mid-air.

Around him, soldiers trembled and retreated.

As veterans on the battlefield, they have seen many bloody scenes, and a heart has long been sharpened as hard as iron, but they are still frightened when they see their comrades being cut in half in this way, and the bodies that have been cut off are still squirming on the ground as if they want to struggle to get up.

Their waists were cold, as if they would become their comrades in the next moment.

"I've always felt that I was better suited to be the god of killing, the god of war, or the god of fear. The young man looked at them, muttered a sentence on his lips, and with a wave of his right hand at will, the blood-colored sword light slashed, and more blood spurted out, and the yellow and black land was dyed blood-colored, and the air was filled with a strong bloody aura.

"The Devil...... This teenager is the devil. ”

On the battlefield, I don't know who shouted, and the soldiers, who had already been terrified to the extreme, were defeated in an instant.

"Hey, you guys ran away, how did I create a bloody land here. ”

The boy wields a broadsword in his hand and harvests the lives of his enemies on the battlefield.

On the battlefield, the bloody atmosphere became more and more intense.

At this moment, a meteor with a long tail fell from the sky and smashed into the place where the young man's combat power was.

The boy was instantly engulfed by a meteor, and a huge roar rang out, and the flames began to burn.

Meteorology!

A medium-level magic recorded in the magic net, the effect is to summon a meteor to smash down, and the power is higher than that of ordinary middle-level magic, because the high-level magic meteor fire shower is to summon multiple meteors to fall down.

"This boy must be dead. A mage who had applied the Eagle Eye Technique, which greatly increased his range of vision, looked vigilantly at the place where the meteor fell, and breathed a sigh of relief when he found that there was nothing unusual there.

"How could there be such a murderous person on the battlefield this time? Could it be that he is a believer in the God of Killing?"

But even the believers of the God of Killing are not so crazy.

"I'm sorry, I'm not a believer in the God of Killing. ”

The voice came abruptly from behind the mage, and then a white jade flawless arm stretched out from behind him.

Suddenly, the mage's body lit up with a magical aura, but it was extinguished in an instant, and the white jade-like arm reached in from behind his back and from his chest.

The crimson blood soaked the five fingers that stretched out, staining them a bright red color.

Then, the arm retracted, and the young man in snow-white loose clothes appeared behind him, looking at the fallen mage, and the corners of his mouth sneered,

"You are even bolder than those mages who dare to enter the Nine Layers of Hell and hunt the devil, they are only hunting the devil, but you are here to hunt the devil monarch. ”

"It's just that your strength and your courage don't match a bit. ”

As he finished speaking, he turned his head to look in the direction to the left.

In his line of sight, layers of golden light were projected from the extraterritorial void, and these rays converged and gradually formed a golden figure.

Seeing the visitor, the corners of the young man's mouth curled up slightly, "Heh, Sandru, the god of agriculture, you actually came at this time, is this mage related to you? is he your disciple or your relative?"

Seeing Balzebu, who had changed into a handsome young man, Jiang Hao was stunned for a moment,

"I have nothing to do with him....... ”

Immediately he said his purpose,

"I'm here to tell you something. ”

"Beria also has a scroll of color resistance in his hand....... ”

"Coincidentally, it was also stolen from the Nessers Hell while Asmodeurs was away. ”