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Chapter 1607 There is one that costs more than(2/2)

"Haha, giant demon, haven't you heard that everything is possible? Come on, you traitor, now let me see how much power you still have!" Nalant's main theme is arrogance.

The huge demon's face changed, knowing that he had no way out, "Damn the shame of the demon, I don't believe you can continue to persist! You must be pretending!"

"Death Whirlwind Divine Slash!"

Boom boom boom!

The next moment, the battle continued. The giant demon used his remaining strength to blast Nalant, hoping to kill Nalant before his power was exhausted.

Unfortunately, what disappointed him was that Nalant was not just showing off, he really had a lot of magical power.

Therefore, when the time came to sixteen minutes and the death energy of the huge demon became extremely thin, Nalant's pseudo-god realm was safe and sound.

The binding force still exists, and the lava is still boiling and active.

Unexpectedly, the Dark Demon God's body began to tremble, and he could no longer carry out powerful attacks.

"You are a monster, you are not a demon, you must be a monster, you must be a monster!" In such a situation, the spirit of the giant demon finally began to collapse.

Looking at Nalant with his eyes, he kept mumbling to himself.

When Nalant saw it, what a good guy, he actually gave this huge demon a mental problem.

Of course, he had no mercy for the Dark Demon God and immediately withdrew from the pseudo-god domain, then pretended to breathe a long sigh of relief.

Then he sneered: "Giant Demon God, are you not only weak in strength, but also have a bad brain? What kind of monster am I? In fact, I think you are more of a monster than me. I can understand your reluctance? But so what?

, this is the talent of the Dark Demon God in our remote world, you can’t learn it!”

"I have long said that in our remote world, the human race has a greater advantage. We often need to avoid pursuit and escape."

"Not only do I have enough demon body and speed, but I also have a lot of reserves of divine power. Otherwise, do you think I can survive until now?"

"Let me tell you, in fact, in our remote world, there are many people of my race with my strength. Although the strength is indeed not strong, when it comes to the speed of escape and the durability of divine power, they are definitely not comparable to you!"

As he spoke, Narant's face was filled with pride.

And because the protective shield of the pseudo-god realm has been removed, Nalant's words can be heard by all the gods.

Suddenly, the gods in the audience started whispering to each other again.

"Are the rural demons more powerful than these big city demons?"

"I don't know. I can't tell whether these dark dark demons come from remote areas or big cities."

"It seems like this. I can't tell the difference. However, one thing I do know is that many mortals in the countryside are indeed stronger than mortals in the city, because all mortals in the countryside need to work hard!"

"Okay, then if what this Dark Demon God says is true, wouldn't it become more difficult for us humans to fight against the Dark Demon God?"

"Ah, why do you say that?"

"Isn't it? Look at this Demon God's Shame. Although he doesn't seem to be very strong, he has been fighting. Do you think it is difficult to deal with him if he is not scary?"

When the other gods heard this, they all frowned, because when they thought about it, it was really difficult to deal with an existence like the Demon God's Shame.

Although his strength is not high, with such speed, endurance and cunning, even two flame-eating demons died in his hands, he is really a great threat to humans and other races.

And if he is not the only such dark devil, it will be even more troublesome.

"You...you..." The discussions of the gods did not affect the scene for the time being. At this moment, the huge demon god in the scene was so angry that his chest heaved and he almost lost his breath.

Narant's words were not very harmful, but very insulting.

The meaning of those words was that they, the people in the city, were weak and not as good as Nalanthe and the people in the countryside.
Chapter completed!
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