Geralt appeared next to Hill, pulled out the Farlan sword stuck in the ground, put it on his shoulder, covered Hill with his body, and blocked Mephisto's sight.
Seeing Geralt, Mephisto became cautious. The human body in front of him was filled with various powers. As long as a suitable dimension was born, he could become the master of the new dimension.
Mephisto has never seen such a person on Earth, who has power but does not manifest it. But thinking of Ancient One's domineering and rules, Mephisto seemed to understand something, and regarded Geralt as just like him.
, forced to act within the rules of the Ancient One.
Mephisto needs the summons and sacrifice of believers, and the person in front of him cares so much about Hill, is Hill his summoner?
Just as Mephisto was about to communicate with Geralt, a fierce spear fell from the sky, directly covering the area.
Under the cover of Geralt, Hill managed to see the shock of Mephisto on the opposite side amid the deafening bombing sound, but his vision was immediately obscured by the smoke and dust in the sky.
Hill was grabbed by the belt and was taken out of the bombing zone by Geralt. She didn't care about her posture at the moment, but looked at Mephisto's position and asked: "Have you killed him?"
"How is it possible? You underestimate the Lord of Hell. He is not the fool like the Black Heart Demon. The difference between the Lord of Hell and the Son of Hell is like gold and brass. There is no comparison at all..."
The continuous bombings with guns made Mephisto a little impatient. His identity as the Lord of Hell prevented him from escaping from the bombings like ordinary people.
Until he could no longer bear this kind of attack, Mephisto waved his crutch and flew out all the projectiles, while also clearing away the smoke and dust around him.
The dark-faced Mephisto looked at Geralt and the surrounding soldiers, and said with some dissatisfaction: "I just came here to get my son's things, give it to me, and I will leave..."
Geralt looked around, pointed at the smoke and dust around him, and said, "Your son blew himself up, and it turned into ashes all over the sky. I'll find you a broom, and you can sweep it slowly..."
Mephisto looked at Geralt pretending not to know anything and bumped his crutch on the ground. Darkness began to spread from behind him and said in a hoarse voice: "Give me the authority of the son of hell! Otherwise,
You are declaring war on hell!"
However, Geralt still looked like he was looking after him. He pointed at Mephisto's transformation and said, "You have a slit at the corner of your eye. Who cut your double eyelids? They can't be sutured...
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Has this body had double eyelid surgery? Mephisto put his hand on the corner of his eye suspiciously, but he could only touch the scars on this body that had been eroded by the power of hell.
"Look! He really believed it! The devil of hell actually believed it! He really had double eyelid surgery!"
Geralt pointed at Mephisto and shouted mockingly, as if calling everyone to laugh at Mephisto.
Such an insult made Mephisto unable to bear it any longer. There was no point in talking and he just took action.
Like a black-hearted demon, Mephisto's lower body turned into black mist and rushed toward the black ball transformed by the power of hell.
The attacks from the spears did not stop Mephisto, they just fell behind him. Only a very few of the spears could land on him, but they all passed through his body and failed to cause any damage.
Just before Mephisto's hand was about to touch the black ball, a slash carrying flames stopped him.
That was the silent captain of the undead team. At this moment, the surface of his body was like burning embers, and the Farlan sword seemed to have just been taken out of the furnace. The hot blade emitted an orange-red metallic light.
Mephisto retracted his palm, looked at the scorched wounds on his hand that were difficult to heal even with the power of hell, and asked in disbelief: "What power is this?"
However, the captain did not answer any of Mephisto's questions. He just squatted down, stretched out his hands, and placed the flange sword and claw-shaped short blade on both sides of his body.
Without greetings or pre-battle preparations, the captain directly entered the second stage. The power of the salary king originally obtained by gathering wolf blood was now revealed in him.
The claw-shaped dagger was thrown towards Mephisto. The dagger flew into Mephisto's face, but he turned around and dodged it.
But the ensuing slash of flames carried by Fran's sword made Mephisto no longer able to maintain the elegance he had before, and dodged sideways in a slightly embarrassed manner.
However, before he could take a break, two large flange swords were slashed from behind, blocking his retreat.
The captain turned around in the air with flames, holding the French sword in both hands and shrunk his body to the minimum at a very close distance, leaving only the blade of the sword carrying a huge force, and slashed towards Mephisto's head.
Wolf Leap is a unique move of Wolf Swordsmanship. A heavy attack involves jumping forward, rolling around in the air and then slashing vertically. It can often avoid enemy attacks while reducing the enemy's toughness and breaking through their defenses.
With two weapons blocking him behind him, and the captain's wolf sword technique in front of him, Mephisto has no way to avoid it.
The three weapons intersected on Mephisto's body, directly dividing his body into seven parts.
The flames carried by the captain's sword instantly burned the hell-eroded body, and the ashes scattered in the storm caused by the sword's slashing.
"Very good! I remember you! You will regret facing a hell demon!"
Mephisto broke away from his body and transformed into another appearance. The red skin unique to hell demons became the mainstream, and his upper body was exposed, and the crutch in his hand became a scepter.
Mephisto, who revealed his true form from hell, was in a hurry and lost the support of his body. His power will gradually weaken when exposed to the earth. He needs to return to hell immediately to replenish himself.
But the humiliation of losing his body made Mephisto unwilling to retreat. He had already spoken harsh words and had to show off his skills.
Mephisto raised his scepter, and an army of hell immediately appeared behind him, with all kinds of demons distributed among them, more than what Hill had seen in the vision just now.
The skeleton archers behind the army were the first to attack. The rain of arrows in the sky responded to the spears thrown just now, directly covering the sky and falling towards the undead team and the ghosts of France.
However, the Frank Undead Team did not move at all, and did not even use their weapons to block, allowing these arrows to pass through them.
Hill looked at those arrows and instantly understood that these were illusions, projections created by Mephisto.
Before Hill could take a closer look, the sound of the body falling and arrows hitting the shield came one after another.
I saw some of the ghosts in France trying to raise their shields to block, but the false arrows turned out to be real and hit the shields violently. Some ghosts who had no time to block were directly pierced through their bodies and fell down helplessly.
Down.
"Are there real arrows mixed in there?"
Hill couldn't help shouting. In her opinion, this kind of true and false approach was a bit unsightly for the devil of hell. Who would use such small means to fight against the enemy?
However, Geralt pressed Hill's head and turned her away, asking her to divert her gaze from Mephisto.
Geralt said: "That's not true, it's all fake..."
Hill said with some disbelief: "Someone is really injured! They fell down due to arrows. Isn't there any medical support?"
Geralt said: "Those are all false. They are all illusions created by Mephisto, but he mixed them with memory-manipulating spells. As long as you think it is true, your body will make changes for you.
Create wounds on the body.
There are no medical personnel in Fran, and any death is doomed. They will not be able to survive until the day when they become the undead team. Those who are not mentally determined will not be recognized by the wolf blood..."
Geralt's words were a little cold, but it was like an established ritual that no one tried to change.
Mephisto saw that the illusion was useless to these people, so he changed his method and planted his scepter on the ground. The scepter began to expand, and an egg quickly grew from it, and then detached and fell to the ground.
The two erected curved sharp horns look like a strange cross between a bull's head and a sheep's head. The muscles of the body are all bulging, and only a little hair is wrapped around the neck like a neck protector.
The arms are like those of a gorilla, except they are covered with black scales, and the sharp scales stand upright like blades.
From the chest down along the ribs, the devil's yellow eyes were neatly arranged, but there was a big rough mouth on the belly.
This big mouth is open, and the fangs inside are like tightly meshed saw teeth, but there is hellfire exposed from between the teeth.
As soon as it appeared, this unique demon grabbed the corpse on the ground and began to crazily stuff it into its belly, then burned it with hellfire.
Seeing that the demon was only interested in eating, Mephisto couldn't help it anymore, pulled out the scepter on the ground, and smashed it into its leg.
The demon was disturbed, and turned around with an angry roar, but the moment it saw Mephisto, it wiped the roar from its throat.
Mephisto pointed at the vigilant undead team, and the demon hammered its chest like a gorilla. As a result, several of his own eyes were blown out by the hammer. Mephisto couldn't help but look at his creation, wanting to see if it was
There is something wrong with the brain.
The undead team's attack came immediately. The two team members demonstrated the first stage of swordsmanship and slashed the demon's ankle with the sword blade close to the ground.
The sound of metal colliding came, and the demons big and small couldn't see their feet at all. They could only keep walking forward, but looking at the wounds that healed quickly, it didn't matter.
The undead team's resistance did not recede after one or two attacks. They continued to test every inch of the demon's skin, trying to find its weaknesses.
But no matter what kind of attack, it can only suffer quick-healing skin wounds and cannot stop its progress at all.
Now only the captain could stop it. The flames accumulated along the blade to the hilt, and then thrust out violently.
The captain passed directly through the demon, and only a trace of flame appeared on the tip of the sword. The moment he put away the sword and turned around, the flames began to erupt along the path where the captain thrust.
The flames that appeared were like a more violent flame slash, splitting the demon in half along the thrust.
Hill suppressed her inner excitement and tried not to shout out. She had never seen a battle resolved so quickly.
But what followed was Hill's expression like this again, and the big mouth on the demon's belly began to spray out hellfire. The hellfire began to spread along the two halves of the body, sewing the entire body together.