That strange rhythm made the Devil Duke's heart beat faster and slower. {3w.
"What a weird sound!" He roared loudly: "Come me the Sui Jun mage! Create a soundproof barrier! Clear out this damn sound!"
The full roar caused a buzzing sound, but Balan's voice stopped abruptly.
He slowly turned his head, and a subtle light of light overflowed from his eyes, flashing endlessly.
"Duke Balan..." The soft woman's voice lingered in his ears. The duke was silent for a moment before finally bent over reluctantly. "Your Majesty," he sneered: "You will actually come to me."
This dirty doghouse really scares me."
He narrowed his eyes and stared at the tall woman in black silk in front of him.
About one-fifth of the body, right?
The identity of the great devil not only symbolizes the status of nothingness and the power to command the army, but also symbolizes absolute power. As long as you stay at the level of hell, the great devil will be subject to the powerful power given by the plane, which is not just the power.
Absolute differences also represent some more advanced applications of power, such as freely separating one's own body like a god, creating things like clones, even if they are killed, they will only lose some of their energy.
Too young.
Balan grinned, his sharp teeth rubbed against each other, making a tiny soft voice.
It should be said that this little princess is really too lacking in teaching? She actually chose to appear in front of her with a swagger?
Even if she is Beria's only daughter... in Balan's impression, she was just a arrogant little girl. Most of her memories were just enjoying wine in the palace built by his father.
, men, and those blood-born hobbies of abuse.
Balan could not speculate whether she could manage the territory well, but he could assert that this little girl would definitely not be able to fight a battle that would really face a warrior - although the clone is indeed a very useful ability,
But that doesn't mean that you have it and you have the confidence to win. Hasn't anyone told her that she lost her clone. How many times is it more difficult to recover than to lose her hands and feet? She really thought that she had the identity of a big devil,
Can you be rampant?
"Little Princess, what are you doing in my military camp?"
"Duke Balan. You should call me lord! Or your majesty!" Firna's incarnation whispered. Unfortunately, Balan didn't care about it at all: "Okay, okay, I've never called this kind of thing.
I don't understand. But I want me to call you Your Majesty. You seem to have to give me some necessary things. Little Princess."
"What do you want?"
Firna was stunned, but then she chuckled: "Wealth? Status? Or... something else?" Her laughter was soft and gentle in an instant, with indescribable charm: "Or, I
Can you ask the Lord of the Nine Prisons to hand over the command of the Flame Walker Legion to you? Or... can we talk about what you want in my palace?"
"I want Fleggsos' dominance, how about it, can I give it to me?"
The female lord's cold expression made Balan shook his bare head and let out an arrogant laugh: "Go and ask for a look. Leave the Fourth Hell to me, for the Lord of the Nine Prisons.
Maybe it’s a reasonable decision!”
"You... are 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 get for you? Will you believe in the surrendered people?
?Anyway, I never believe it, and can you give your father what he can give me? I now have the largest legion of Fleggsos, and even if I vote on you, I will never get it.
More trust, and do you know your father's wishes? Do you have that ambition? If Fleggsos is handed over to you, it will take at least a few thousand years to fully grasp it, and I don't think, you
Interested in expanding it. So, why should I surrender to a lord who can't give me more?"
With his hands swing, two battle axes that were almost as huge as his body appeared in his hands out of thin air! The axe blade rubbed in the air with a sour whizzing sound: "Okay, little princess, believe me,
You can still have a comfortable sleep when you leave here and forget this annoying thing, otherwise you will be resentful to me for a long time!”
Firna was silent for a moment.
She suddenly smiled, her bright red lips opened, as if she wanted to say something.
Her lips were thin and soft, as if they were always delicate and tempting, which made every observer's sight involuntarily attracted by it. But at this moment, Balan roared suddenly, and her thick legs stepped on the ground violently.
With the gravel flying, his huge body flew out to the back!
This sudden action saved him, because at that moment, a colorless energy spurted out from Philna's lips!
Balan's hands were intertwined, and two huge battle axes had been slashed in staggered! His target was not Firna, but the ground under her feet!
The turbulent sharp wind swept by, and the semi-dissolved black rock immediately split into pieces! It was lifted up in the coming storm and flew wildly! In an instant, two invisible giant claws seemed to be digging from the ground in front of Balan, tearing out two pieces
The wall made of gravel blocked the invisible breath.
In the chaotic gravel and shock wave, a wisp of flame that was almost impossible to see with the naked eye finally appeared, dispersing like a spring water flowing out in the air. Its color changed from transparent to light green. When the blue color came into the eyes, it was
So clear and transparent, if it were not for the gravel splashing around, the ordinary sight could hardly be observed, but as it expanded in that smoky mist, the colorless became colored, from a faint blue to a heavy
The purple, and then... the surging red eye!
The terrible heat finally exploded at this time! The dust of the rocks had melted into splashing droplets in the red light! Then the rock formation on the ground, the melting magma had spread out more than a hundred feet in an instant!
The wall sways and bends inwardly, and the expanded ripples make the solid rock walls of the volcano start to shake slightly!
A loud bang. Balan swung his two axes, piercing through the collapsed rock walls like a crossbow arrow, and landed on the open hillside.
The eyes filled with electricity stopped on the boiling flames and magma, and the laughter and distortion on the face of the Devil Duke had been replaced by solemnity. On his waist, hundreds of pairs of eyes were opened wide at the same time,
A faint light black streaming light was supported in the space around me, but the outer layer of this invisible shield was burning with an extremely thin layer of flames. The faint flame seemed very weak and could be extinguished at any time, but it was also
Like a maggot with bones, it continues to extend outward, swallowing the black light film. In just a moment, Balan's protective spell became flickering and could break at any time.
Balan took a deep breath.
The power that Firna just showed was so terrible. If she was caught in that indescribable high temperature, even the devil's body would be burned into ashes--although Balan's body jumped into volcano's magma
Going to take a shower inside is just because his skin is burned red. However, flame immunity is not omnipotent. At least, if he is stained with a little bit of magic flame like Firna, at least a large piece of it will be burned.
Flesh! If not
But that's just that.
Balan is not afraid of Firna's punishment. In hell, the status of rules and laws cannot be shaken - Firna, as a lord, has the power to punish subordinates, but this is the barracks, and the intention of the general in charge is the highest order.
As long as she can't come up with a suitable reason to transfer Balan, even if she goes to the Supreme Court of Hell, she still has no reason to win the lawsuit in front of the Lord of Nine Prisons!
And what if she plans not to take the path of litigation?
In recent times, she seemed to have mastered several legions of spike demons and barb demons, but it was still far from the army hidden in Fleggsos by his father, but it was very different.
——Not to mention anything else, as long as Balan has that intention today, the Fleggsos guard stationed here can keep her clone!
As for Gracia, he is indeed the daughter of the Lord of the Nine Prisons, but so what? Could she dare to openly provoke Batto's order and declare war on the Fourth Prison?
Balan didn't know what the Lord of the Nine Prisons wanted, but he knew that Asmothils was wise, the wisest great devil in the whole hell, even if the things he planned mixed ten thousand Balan's brains
I can't guess it when I'm together, but Balan is sure that even if he wants to break some rules, it won't be the case now!
Dealing with two enemies as strong as you or smart actions with calculations at the same time, but if you create another one, it will undoubtedly be a stupid act!
The Duke of Hell raised his head and looked at his opponent.
Just as Balan was passing through the collapsed hole, Firna's figure was also sweeping back. At this time, she was already standing quietly above the valley, but it was a little strange. She seemed to give up and continue attacking Balan.
The plan is just to stand quietly.
However, she was by no means static.
The 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 in the air
Flying, stretching, almost occupying a small piece of the sky in the middle.
Although it is black, it has no dull feeling, but is extremely transparent and deep... The rolling flames in the surrounding space illuminate every pitch-black line, and put them on bright orange-red edges.
Together with the sky covered with the Fourth Hellfire Clouds, her figure reflects into a strange beauty.
Extremely beautiful.
Firna lowered her head slightly and stared at her feet.
The moment his eyes came into contact with him, the electric fire in Balan's eyes also dimmed for a moment.
The wind stopped.
A strange silence suddenly fell into the noisy valley, and every existence in the army of tens of thousands of demons could not help but hold his breath.
Because those eyes lit up in their eyes - deep, dark, but also condensed with countless emotions, Firna's eyes.
So calm, so brilliant, but so sad...
In my ear, there was a subtle music that echoed gently from a very far distance, like crying and complaining.
Following this unsolvable rhythm, the Lord of the Fourth Hell danced in the air... Her hands, her body, and even her eyes were all operating calmly and smoothly, and the flames surrounding her body were circling.
, reflecting the peerless and gorgeous figure. The lines like wandering floss stretched around in the wild whirl... The clouds in the sky in Fleggsos were being pulled by the floss, gushing out layers of beauty all over the sky
Red, bright meteorites slid down in the air. They lit up thousands of bright rays and scattered from the top of their heads, just like the constellation of Asmotiels, who was alone in the night sky behind the clouds, and praised the dancer.
The glow was sent out hundreds or thousands of times...
"drink!"
Balan exhaled again!
The spider-web-like gap cracked under his hooves! A shallow and wide pit was in the depression on the ground! The moment the smoke and dust rose, Balan's body had already flew up obliquely and rushed towards the place where Firna was!
Such a reckless movement method is almost completely incompatible with the logic of the battle, without wings and not good at magic, Balan is almost the same as a stone in the air without any place. If Firna uses that magical flame again, he will be considered
If you don’t get burned to death, you will at least lose half of your life!
But Balan knew that he had to start attacking immediately!
He didn't know what Firna was doing at this moment, nor did he know what the consequences would be. But it was undeniable... he felt the danger. It was like the cold wind of the fifth prison, they
Climbing, rushing into his thoughts, stimulating him, and telling him a fact--if the female lord continues her movements, something irreversible will happen before his eyes!
Firna's dance continues.
A tiny light condensed around her. Along the edge of the black silk, countless subtle lights and shadows were pulled out. The next moment, the lights were all paused and then burst out - that scene was so spectacular, thousands of
A belt of light extends outward from the woman's body, like a blooming flower! It is to encompass and surround, and to devour the oncoming Duke of Hell!
Balan laughed loudly.
His posture changed in an instant.
The arms spread out, and the two giant axes became the wings of the devil, but that was just a prelude to the blooming of even larger wings - with this seemingly simple cross-cutting, the air compressed in front of the axe blade.
, forming a sharp flow, and the twisted airflow refracts the light and instantly pulls out two red moons with a width of nearly forty feet in the air!
So, time seemed to have stopped for a moment, only the two thick reds that rolled up hurricanes expanded and overlapped in the air, occupying half of the sky!
Firna sneered.
Balan's attack seemed so stupid, slow, and unreasonable to her... Not to mention hurting her, in the face of the advanced teleportation techniques that the devils are born with, such an attack has no other effect than wasting physical strength!
Not to mention that in order to swing these two slashes, Balan's body also changed direction. It was uncontrollable!
So, the graceful black figure flashed in the space and disappeared immediately!
And when she appeared again, she was already standing in another position in the sky. In her eyes, a larger and larger shadow appeared - under the backward push of the two axes, the body of the Devil Duke seemed to be a
A stone bomb fired by the catapult crashed in this direction!
Turn it into ashes!
Firna pursed her lips and was about to stick out the flame that represented death again, but her expression changed slightly - the corners of her eyes were a few more messy... one by one
The figure stepped out from the void, and more than a dozen different sharp blades were cross-striking at her, blocking all the retreat paths!
This is a premeditated ambush! And Balan is just a bait!
But Firna's sarcastic smile remained unchanged.
The thoughts moved slightly, and the breath in her mouth had expanded towards the surroundings!
The blue aura suddenly burst and turned into a vast sea of flames! It completely wrapped around a thousand feet!
Although Firna finally broke away from the encirclement, more than half of the black ribbon around her had broken! Even her body floating in the air shook slightly!
"It's really… so stupid, why should I do this? Why can't I just sing?"
Because you look stupid, but you have to do it.
"What can I do? Who made you not have the good talent of His Majesty Gracia... He is too tall, his facial features are narrow, and he has no cuteness at all. His personality is not cold and silly, like a gunpowder barrel.
It's just a little bit like this. How can this kind of arrogant and cuteness be so easy to promote? The devil's population is different from a useless house. There are not so many shaking ms, so the route you want to take is not the same as hers. She wants to use the acting method
To promote your gentleness, kindness, loveliness, and you... have to show your abilities and use a grand martial arts show to win more attention from the devils!"
The confusion on Firna's face was almost forming the words "I can't understand at all."
"The reason I chose this guy is because he is ugly enough to set off your beauty just right, and his ability is not very good, so it just fits your strength."
"Just fit? Balan's combat ability is one of the best in Fleggsos! Even my father may not necessarily gain more advantages when fighting head-on! What's more, my clone is..." Phil
Na screamed angrily, but the person's voice pierced into her mind just right, forcing her to interrupt: "When I asked you to bring more power, you didn't think so, you want to gain and
Don't want to work hard, there is no such good thing in the world. Look at His Majesty Glesiah, who has to sing and dance in more than a dozen venues at the same time. Do you think that's easy?" (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, novels are better