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Chapter 503 Decisive Battle! City of Satan!

Amid the cheers and roars of countless demons, Belial, Baimon, and Astaroth took action.

The three of them looked at each other in tacit understanding, then raised their hands in unison and used the same breaking magic. Three magic circles with different colors and the same lines were outlined in front of them.

Boom boom boom!

In an instant, countless halos of light erupted from it, transforming into countless skulls, and then clustered together, converging into three light beams of howling ghosts and wolves.

When these beams touched the defensive chains of the City of Satan, they all attached to them and opened their clanging jaws to bite them.

For a time, the heaven and earth echoed with dense crisp sounds, making the demons tremble involuntarily.

Baimen glanced around, frowned slightly, and said in a cold and neutral voice: "Aini, Lelagin and the others haven't arrived yet. I'm afraid something happened."

"Hmph! These wastes can't handle even the smallest things." Astaroth opened his eyes and twitched the corner of his mouth coldly.

"The matter has come to this, no matter what happens, we must capture the city of Satan." Belial spoke, his voice cold, revealing the aloofness and arrogance that others did not dare to question, and the look between his eyebrows and eyes vaguely revealed the hell he once was.

The majesty of the king kills.

The two of them stopped talking and concentrated on breaking the boundary.

As time went by, under the continuous offensive of the three top demon gods, the magic pattern chain that formed the black pentagram began to shake, as if the threads pulling each other were no longer tight.

"Dark Mystery: The Decay of the Dead," Belial signaled the other two to stop with one hand, raised his other hand high and muttered, "Death Soul Flame!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the flame chariot under him ignited the surging fire of dead souls. In the black flames, there were endless dead souls twisting and twitching. They clung to the chariot, and then swooped down on the chariot.

On the way down, the black flames of the chariot became more and more fierce, and instantly swelled into a huge black soul, roaring and crashing into the center of the black pentagram.

boom--

The black flames were like thousands of maggots gnawing at the chains, and rotten and festering smoke erupted from wherever they crawled.

Not simply acidic substances or special energy, but time!

These dead souls have the terrifying effect of accelerating the passage of time. Just one dead soul can turn an ordinary human into a withered skeleton that has been dead for hundreds of years in one second. What's more, there are countless dead souls at this moment, which imposes on the defense structure.

The depth of time in the world cannot be explained in words, and its time span is as long as hundreds of thousands of years.

Many cracks had been torn apart by the seal-breaking magic, and then attacked by such a terrifying black magic. The defensive barrier only lasted for more than ten seconds before it shattered and melted.

As a result, the city of Satan, which only had a vague outline, revealed its true colors, including the demonic army that had been waiting for a long time.

The leaders are none other than the two Satans of the Trinity: Beelzebub and Azazel.

The latter is an extremely ancient and low-key demon. His image is that of a Trolloc with dragon wings on his back. His burly torso is covered with rock-like muscles, including ankles, knees, sides, fingers, chest, shoulders, etc.

Armor-like exoskeletons have grown on all parts of the body, rough dragon scales cover the whole body, and there are huge and sharp feet and claws.

Behind the bumpy beast's face, there is a pair of dark, sinuous horns, and his face has two pairs of golden round vertical eyes, and his mouth can be split into three parts, which are full of sharp...

Sharp teeth.

The former is the one who ranks first among the seventy-two pillars. Compared with the name Beelzebub, the nickname "Lord of the Fly" is more famous.

However, his image at the moment is that of an unfathomable old man. He wears gray robes and a simple wand, and looks somewhat similar to Gandalf.

He was originally a member of the Seraph Choir. He failed and escaped during the Creation War. He later transformed into the Canaanite Sun God Baal and ruled the East with a hammer in his right hand and a thunder in his left hand. He eventually entered Hell and became one of the current Satans.

, is the Prime Minister of Hell who follows Lucifer, and is a powerful person who speaks unequivocally about Hell.

Right now, the City of Satan, which is as huge as the entire island of England, is occupied by equally incalculable demons, including the Seventy-Two Demon Gods.

Originally, the number of demon gods in the city was not as good as that of the rebel demon gods, but thanks to Chu Xin, he killed five of them, including Aini, and the number of demon gods on both sides was evened out.

"Everyone, while there is still room for redemption, turn around and leave. You will still be the devil when you go back." Beelzebub said in a hoarse voice, which clearly fell into the ears of all the devils.

"Why are you telling them these things? Once you're here, don't even think about leaving alive." Azazel stepped forward, as if there were rolling rivers running in his chest and abdomen as he spoke, "When Lord Lucifer comes back, sit here outside the city.

Their bodies will perish and their souls will be annihilated, including the three of you!"

One has a white face and the other has a red face. This should serve as a wake-up call to the rebels~

"Times have changed, and the throne should also take turns, right? Didn't you two just hold Lucifer's lap to get the title of Satan in vain, why are you so arrogant with us?" The grumpy Astaroth was not used to it,

Respond directly.

"Baimon, are you even following them in making trouble? With your status, when we abdicate, there is a high probability that you will take office." Beelzebub stared meaningfully at that beautiful face.

"As you can see, I won't explain." Baimen replied, with a calm tone that showed no trace of his thoughts.

"When did the majestic Lord of the Flies become so indecisive? My thousands of troops cannot return empty-handed." Belial spoke.

As soon as he spoke, the scene suddenly froze, and a strong smell of gunpowder filled the air, threatening to boil at any moment.

"Okay, okay, we old friends haven't sparred with each other for a long time, right?" Beelzebub chuckled lowly, while shrugging his shoulders, a terrifying change occurred.

Puff puff puff——

I saw Beelzebub's human skin burst violently, and a thin spurt of blood and high-heat steam splashed everywhere.

Flesh and blood grow, and tentacles dance wildly.

The Fly Lord reveals his true form!

The head of a human male, with an angry and hateful face, scarlet eyes glowing with blood, dark brown messy hair and beard connected in a circle, ears covered with rusty ornaments, and a pair of dark yellow horns.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! The short and thick neck covered by the beard is connected to the upper body of the torso. Outside the burly and well-developed muscles is a layer of green mold-like hairy skin, and the skin on the back is torn and pokes out from it.

A pair of nearly transparent fly wings reflecting colorful light, and what grew out of his shoulders were not arms, but sticky and flexible dirty tentacles. At first glance, they looked like dense long worms crawling out of them.

out.

In fact, Beelzebub's upper body is not the most terrifying. Compared with his lower body, it can be described as pleasing to the eye.

Because of his lower body, the taste was so strong that even the demon gods were disgusted and made them feel nauseous.

From the waist down, which is full of sarcoma tentacles, there is a giant fly!

An extremely ugly and huge fly head stood high from the part that originally belonged to Beelzebub. The big eyes made up of densely packed compound eyes were like two fluffy plums. It seemed to have thoughts, and it kept roaring with its big mouth open, slimy.

Dark yellow saliva and gastric juices gushed out.

The insect's jointed limbs are waving in all directions, and the ends are as sharp as blades, and there are many tentacles extending from the back of the buttocks, and the ends are jagged mouths that can be opened and closed.

If it was just like this, it would be fine. It was just a curiosity at most. Even Chu Xin was dumbfounded by the lower parts, and finally understood why Beelzebub was called the Lord of Flies by the world.

The fly's abdomen is swollen like a sarcoma, but the bulge is still soft, and the dark yellow fleshy membrane squirms from the inside out from time to time, much like the belly of a pregnant woman.

Yes, this is Beelzebub's womb!

Directly in front of the uterus, that is, at the bottom of the front of Beelzebub's body, is a dark red exposed hole. At this moment, dozens of round white maggots several meters long are emerging from the spawning channel. They are truly the offspring of the devil.

, each one carries bacteria that can destroy the human world, bringing death plagues to various planets and planes.

On the left, right and back sides of the uterus, there are eight thick tentacles, which are similar to an octopus, and the inner side also looks like a sucker with sharp teeth.

Suddenly, with the spawning channel twitching, hundreds of giant maggots fell from the sky, and then, small maggots in units of "100 million" poured out in a violent storm.

Bang——

Beelzebub is really good at spraying, and this time he sent a rain of maggots directly over the rebels.

Facing the pouring white rain, every demon felt his scalp numb and his skin tight. This kind of attack would be extremely explosive in the whole hell!

Belial was not a dumb fool, Astaroth immediately patted the Hell Dragon sitting down.

"roar--"

The evil dragon roared, its chest and abdomen burst into glory, and the fire at the root of its throat shot up into the sky, forming a rolling barrier of sea of ​​fire, burning all the rain of maggots that fell down.

Baimon's 25 fallen angel legions took action in unison, and the pitch-black holy swords they held high shot out turbid angelic light, rushing into the sky like anti-aircraft missiles to intercept and block.

Belial did nothing, because his demon army was either dead people or ghosts, and they were not afraid of the rain of maggots at all. Pure physical attacks had no effect on them. After all, their living environment and Beelzebub's body were

It's the same style of painting.

"attack!!!"

Azazel raised his head and howled angrily, setting an example by taking the lead in attacking. He struck with both fists in the air, and invisible air waves trembled and fell, crushing thousands of enemies to death in the blink of an eye.

Rumble~

At this moment, the entire city of Satan was in chaos, and this catastrophic battle was bound to affect the entire hell.

Like a torrent of demonic armies clashing with each other, colorful black magic flew all over the sky. In just a few seconds, the mountains collapsed and the ground cracked, and countless ravines and canyons were blasted out of the earth.

When ordinary demons fight ordinary demons, the legion commander will naturally seek out the opponent's legion commander, and the few demon gods will also face the demon god in a tacit understanding, and no one will shamelessly fry fish ponds and abuse vegetables.

Unless, of course, there is a heretic among the devils.

"It's great, it's great..."

Chu Xin was so excited that he transformed into a bulldozer and traveled across the wilderness, covering the ground with demon flesh wherever he passed.

Although pure quantity has no effect on proficiency, the joy of mowing and pushing horizontally is genuine.

Chu Xin clearly felt that the cruel genes belonging to the Doomsday were reveling because of this. The breath of death overflowing from blood and flesh and blood was inhaled through the pores, riding on cells and rushing along the blood vessels to every inch of the body.

"Sure enough, it is easy for Doomsday, who can grow while sleeping, to become stronger quickly, and fighting and killing is undoubtedly the shortcut."

Bang!

The demon who fell to the ground looked at the enemy that exploded in front of him in shock. The joy of surviving the disaster welled up in his heart. He hurriedly expressed his gratitude to the savior: "Thank you brother for taking action, another day~"

Bang!

Before he could finish speaking, Chu Xin whipped his legs and kicked him into powder.

The two legion commanders who were fighting at the side were dumbfounded.

Is this guy crazy?

Sensing the gaze, Chu Xin turned to look at them.

Bang bang!


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