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1200 Absolute Crushing

 Panic? The Flameless Lord doesn't know why he bursts out with such an emotion that even he finds ridiculous.

But the violent beating between the eyebrows and the suddenly frightened mood seemed to indicate some ominous omen of an imminent disaster.

"No matter who he is, there is no doubt that he must have come from distant time and space." The Flameless Lord suppressed the panic in his heart and kept convincing himself: "And it is definitely not the arrival of the body, but just a ray of consciousness."

"No matter how powerful his body is, the energy he carries with his descending consciousness is definitely not much! So, nothing will happen."

That's what the Flameless Lord said, but the appearance of "him" caused even time and space to stand still.

And this stagnation even involves myself.

This clone has not yet been able to form a complete legal domain, so in this case, it seems reasonable to be unable to break away from the "standstill of time and space". But his true spirit of the devil actually descended from the bottomless abyss, and even the true spirit of the devil at this moment

I can't even move, which is a bit incredible.

The Flameless Lord did not dare to think deeply, as this would make his already panicky mood continue to worsen.

"It's just this moment. If the original rules are affected, the will of the world will never sit idly by." The Lord of Flameless comforted himself like this. But he forgot that when fighting the enemy, he had placed his hope on the will of the world.

It's showing weakness.

Just as the Flameless Lord thought, this feeling of time stagnating only appeared for a moment.

After a blink of an eye, the wind continued to roar, and the sparks and fluorescent lights continued to move with the wind.

When the Flameless Lord breathed a sigh of relief, the shadow on the opposite side suddenly started to move at this moment.

The Flameless Lord hesitated for a moment before he began to react. The reason why he hesitated was actually because he was analyzing his previous panic mentality and hesitating whether to immediately summon the true spirit of the demon god back to the bottomless abyss.

But in the end, he did not choose to recall the true spirit, but wanted to test the attack strength of this blond shadow.

If its attack methods are almost the same as before, you can actually stay and give it a try.

When the Flameless Lord was thinking this, the blond figure suddenly disappeared, as if teleporting, and appeared in front of the Flameless Lord without any warning!

"Not good!" The Flameless Lord cried out in his heart!

He immediately turned on the flameless fire, and strange fire patterns appeared around him, colliding with the blond figure.

The opponent is extremely fast and it is too late to activate defense, so use offense instead of defense!

The Flameless Lord thought that if the opponent did not dodge, it would only be a situation where both sides would be injured. If he dodges his own attack, then the attack opportunity he created would disappear.

He had a good idea, but when he attacked the fire patterns, he found that nothing was contaminated, as if he had hit the air.

When he was confused, he saw the other party passing through him out of the corner of his eye.

Pass through yourself?

The Flameless Lord was stunned for a moment. Before he could realize what was going on, a thick red mist suddenly flashed in front of his eyes.

When the red mist appeared, the sound of the wind suddenly became very soft, time seemed to be slowed down, and everything was extremely quiet. However, the Flameless Lord's thinking was not affected, and even his five senses became clearer.

He could hear the strong wind, the peristaltic sound of Grevo's intestines in the distance, and the sound of Bobota's physical body collapsing... Various sounds, various smells, and various images were all presented.

Highly analytical.

When his attention returned to the red mist in front of him, he finally discovered the truth about the red mist.

This is a visual illusion when blood spurts out.

Blood? Why is there blood?

The Flameless Lord suddenly thought of something and lowered his head to look. He saw a huge penetrating wound on his porcelain-white chest. This hole connected from front to back and was empty inside.

The heart inside has disappeared.

When the Flameless Lord's thoughts came back, the delayed severe pain instantly invaded his mind, and the slowed down time returned to normal at this moment.

"So fast!" It was so fast that the Flameless Lord had an illusion of slowness in time, and it was so fast that everything was over before he could react.

He thought the other party would use the green pattern, but he didn't.

The simple and crude speed and the extremely terrifying energy burst instantly broke through the defense of the physical body!

Even without the Flameless Lord noticing, the battle ended.

The source of energy for this clone is the heart. When the heart disappears, this demon clone will completely lose its function.

The eyes of the Flameless Lord changed from chaos to clarity, from panic to calmness, and finally slowly turned into viciousness.

Now that the clone has lost its function, while the brain can still control it, he decided to make one last counterattack

Use the body as the medium and the blood as the fire to detonate all the flesh and blood and the remaining energy!

The Lord of Flameless made such a decisive decision and did not think of seriously injuring the blond shadow. He also knew that it was impossible. The reason why the body exploded was just to hide the information about his bloodline.

However, before the Flameless Lord started moving, he felt a numbness on the back of his head.

Before he realized where this numbness came from, he felt that his mind had fallen into endless darkness.

The Flameless Lord didn't know what happened, but Grewu on the side saw it clearly. The figure with long golden hair, after passing through the Flameless Lord's body, slowly stretched out his hand, and aimed his palm at the Flameless Lord.

The head of the Lord.

Only a loud roar was heard.

Greve's eyes were pierced by the intense white light, causing it to close its eyes unconsciously. When it opened its eyes, the head of the Flameless Lord had been blown to pieces.

A large amount of red and white liquid, as well as broken bones, burst out.

In the backlight, the headless body of the devil's clone bent its knees and slowly fell to its knees with a popping sound. Blood gushed out like a spring, and then it fell heavily to the ground.

"The demon god's clone... just died like that?"

"With just two strikes, or rather just one blow, there's no way for him to turn around?!"

Grave was stunned.

The last second I was still in a desperate mood, but in just a short moment, the situation was reversed again. And this reversal was an absolute crushing!

It was so easy that it didn't feel like fighting against the devil's clone, but like squeezing an insignificant ant to death.

Grewu looked at the blond figure in the backlight in the distance, with fear in his eyes, but at the same time there was also a sense of longing and respect from the depths of his heart.

This scene seemed to have left a deep imprint in Grave's mind that will never be erased.



When the demon god's clone fell, a roar filled with rage suddenly erupted in the dark void of the bottomless abyss.

The source of the roar is the true form of the Flameless Lord.

Following the roar of the Flameless Lord, countless believers in different worlds knelt down in front of the mark of the Flameless Fire, trembling.

His roar once again attracted a lot of attention, some of which were even ancient beings.

They were very confused, what happened to the Flameless Lord?

Before, he looked extremely happy, spreading the gospel to his believers. But in the blink of an eye, he became furious?

For the demon gods, their emotions have been slowly worn away in endless time. The Flameless Lord's joy and anger naturally made them curious.

At this time, in the library where the Cruel Scholar was, there was a conversation due to the Flameless Lord's emotional change.

"The Mirror of Desire tells me that you may know something." A voice came into the ears of the cruel scholar. The voice was extremely soft, like a piece of feather falling into the heart, making people feel itchy inexplicably.

"I asked who would come to me at this time, and it turned out to be the Demon God of Evil Desire." The Demon God of Evil Desire, also known as the "Ominous and Evil Play," is best at playing with desires and people's hearts.

The cruel scholar did not raise his head when he replied. He knew that the other party's voice was just coming through the void, but it was actually extremely far away from him.

After a burst of low, heart-stirring laughter, the ominous joke continued: "You should know what happened to the Flameless Lord, right?"

The cruel scholar looked back and glanced at the bottomless abyss where the Flameless Lord was, with a hint of concentration in his eyes.

The time it takes for the Flameless Lord to go from joy to anger is actually very short.

Previously, cruel scholars thought that the Flameless Lord might have defeated the existence outside time and space and obtained certain benefits from it. But now it seems that he guessed wrong?

"Since the Mirror of Desire told you to come to me, why not ask directly about the Flameless Lord?" the cruel scholar asked.

"It can't sense it. It's said to be covered by a strange energy." The tone of the ominous joke was full of curiosity: "It can unconsciously block the induction of the Mirror of Desire. This makes me very curious about Wu Yan.

What happened to the Lord."

After a long silence, the cruel scholar said calmly: "I don't know the specific situation. However, I believe that your Mirror of Desire will tell you the answer before long."

The Cruel Scholar is now unable to bring his will into the descendants, so what he said is correct. He does not know the specific situation.

"By the way, since you are here, I also want to ask a question. If you look at these coordinates, they should belong to the outermost layer of the abyss, right?"

While the cruel scholar was having a conversation with the ominous play, the Flameless Lord, who was watched by ancient eyes, slowly calmed down from his rage.

Now that the clone is dead, it also means that the road to Asgard is closed again.

But this is not important. The worst thing is to wait for the terrifying existence to leave before searching for Orussia's soul. The most important thing for him now is to let the true spirit of the devil return immediately!

After all, the true spirit is His origin, and it should not be difficult to recall it, but under that person's obstruction, there may be some loss.

But loss is loss, it is better than disappearing.

However, just when he wanted to recall the demon god's true spirit, he suddenly discovered that he couldn't feel where the true spirit was?!

After a while, a torrent of emotions came from the bottomless abyss.

Anger, panic, regret, and... despair!


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