Volume 7 The Merry Evil Emperor Chapter 48 Cruel Interrogation!
The fierce melee broke out in an instant, and the light flashed from the sky.
If it can be described in one word, it would be more appropriate.
Massacre, yes, that's right, it's just massacre!
Chu Mo was wearing a black robe and stood in a blood-dyeed paradise. Every time he took a step forward, several angels would break their wings and blood would gush...
Many angels slapped their wings behind them and tried to attack them from the air.
Unfortunately, their results are even more miserable...
Blood rains spread in the sky, screaming endlessly, and angels fell on the ground and died tragically.
Chu Mo's left hand was in the shape of a knife, and the blood-red sword technique was extremely thunderous. The parts where he was stabbed were all angel's broken limbs and bodies.
The sword in the right hand condensed, and the sword energy was surging. Blood-colored swords like a long rainbow kept coming and going in and out of the four-winged angels. Each exercise would inevitably pierce through the chest of an angel.
Kill, kill, kill!
"Kill one person in ten steps, leaving no name for a thousand miles..." In a trance, Chu Mo reminisced two of the lines "The Legend of the Knights" written by Li Bai, the great poet who I loved to read in his previous life, which are the classic sentences in this poem.
Blood stained the heaven, Chumo walked to the palace of Guligli, the angel of Thunder, and looked around. As his cold eyes swept across, all the angels took a few steps back.
They were afraid of this man in black robe. Who dared to come to the palace of Guligeli, the Angel of Thunder?
But this guy dared, and he looked at his method of killing angels, cold and ruthless.
Plus the black robe, the energy fighting spirit of the blood-like beauty. He is simply a demon, a devil from the eighteenth level of hell...
The angels absolutely did not expect that this time they all guessed it right.
Chu Mo and Xue are indeed from the Eighteenth Level of Hell...
He used all his mental power and the gray sphere to rotate wildly. He was scanning the entire heaven with his spiritual sense.
The vastness of heaven is conceivable, but after dozens of minutes of continuous massacre, no six-winged angel or god king came to stop it. This matter was a bit strange.
Chu Mo searched with all his strength, and at this moment, Blood became the loyal guardian around him.
A flash of blood in a black robe, bloodthirsty eyes swept around, and his tongue gently licked his arms dyed with the angel's blood.
Leng, almost at the same time, all the angels looked at the two men in black robes in the center of the field, and felt their pores shrinking and their bodies were extremely cold.
Quiet, quiet as if dead.
It seemed as if it was confirming the passage of time, the blood on the ground had begun to solidify, and the bloody smell spreading in the air was still very strong.
This kind of death-like silence is simply a kind of torment, and the angel who can't hold back is moved.
What greeted them was the ghostly figure of Blood and the extremely cruel method of killing and torture.
He held an angel's head in one hand, and blood was thrown on the ground like garbage. A large amount of red blood gushed out from the neck of the headless corpse like a fountain.
Blood greedily covered his arms with blood, and his dark robe was stained with blood.
He was like a cruel executioner, scanning the pitiful angels around him with bloodthirsty eyes, fear waiting for slaughter...
"Before he is not well, whoever tries to move around will have only one word 'death'!!!" The blood voice sounded coldly in the hearts of every angel.
At this moment, no angel dared to doubt his words. If he doubted, then he would pay the price of his life.
Angels have feelings, and angels are afraid of death!
They also want to practice hard in the future and become four-winged and six-winged angels!
It’s not cost-effective to die now!
I waited for another five hours in the silence of death.
The man who stood in the center and was protected by blood moved.
He stretched out his hands from his black robe, a pair of hands that would definitely make any beauty crazy and jealous when she saw her.
White, delicate, as soft and beautiful as milk. If there is sunshine, it may even emit a diamond-like luster...
He gently lifted off the black hat he wore on his head with both hands.
My long black hair was spread like a waterfall on my shoulders. At some point, the wind blew gently.
The long black hair rippled gently with the breeze. From a distance, the man was so elegant...
Eyes, eyes, he has a pair of bright eyes.
Deep, cold, and dark, these eyes seem to contain the vastness of the world.
When any angel wants to see his eyes clearly, he will be deeply attracted by these dark eyes and fall into the endless black hole.
His perfect and handsome face seemed to have been cut by a knife, without the weakness of a woman, highlighting the strong look of a man.
A smile rose slightly, and an evil smile appeared on his face.
This smile looks a bit contradictory with his face.
But for some reason, such a very contradictory scene appeared on the man in front of him, but it was so harmonious.
It seems that this man is born to be contradictory.
He slowly walked to the nearby four-winged angel. The land that was still a little far away from him was like shrinking into an inch or moving those profound spells in an instant.
Looking at the man standing in front of him and smiling evilly, a large amount of sweat kept flowing out of the forehead of the four-winged angel.
Her white teeth were clenched tightly on her lower lip, her fists were shaking constantly.
"Why are you so unlucky..." he asked in confusion in his mind.
The man's dark pupils were not as deep as before, but with a little bit of heartwarming light, he said with a wicked smile: "I have some questions, I hope you can give me a satisfactory answer. OK?"
"Oh my God, this is not the murderous devil just now. Just obeying his words, it is like a messenger of peace..." At the same time, many angels shouted in their hearts.
The unlucky four-winged angel was still trembling, and his personality was not easily surrendered, but he was so bad that he bit his lips tightly and refused to speak.
"Oh, okay, it seems you are not going to tell me, are you?" The man smiled, his evil smile and warm eyes, the combination of these contradictions made the angel's golden pupils shrink violently, and then he smiled again: "The person who refuses to answer my question is 'dead'!!!"
Before he finished speaking, he saw his palm gently placed on the top of the head of the four-winged angel. The gentle movement seemed to be like stroking his lover. However, blood immediately flowed out of the unlucky angel's eyes, ears, nostrils, and mouth. Then, the body fell to the ground, and the real seven-hole blood was bleed and died. The whole process was only a blink of an eye. The man didn't even scream, and everything was over.
Seeing such a strange scene, the many angels present were already shocked.
They are angels, and they are a clan of gods admired and respected by the world.
But why did the man in front of him kill the angel so cruelly?
And if it weren't for the dazzling sight, he killed a powerful four-winged angel in the blink of an eye!